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jack_babalonWhy hello there. Doc Babalon here the, *ahem*, "evil" Jack Babalon of Earth-3 or, if you prefer the goateed 'Mirror, Mirror' version ( depending, one supposes, on whatever flavor of geek is currently in vogue this week on this dispicable little parallel universe of yours).
As you might have heard your Jack is much too busy nursing a hangover from thecavegrl's birthday party last night and as such he has asked me to substitute for his.... er, "Blog" (you mean this universe still hasn't invented the 'Telepathic Internet' yet? Pfff... savages!). Never the less, here from my sub-orbital satellite headquarters - Penthouse 156 and through the use of my patented SchrödingeriOpticon, I shall endeavor to post some thoughts, musings and recollections in a manner mutually entertaining to the both of us. If not you are not entertained dear reader, take knowing that my harem of Cyber-Houri will soon be able to breech the vibrational wall that seperates our universes where upon each and every one of you will be enslaved in one of my zero gravity pleasure camps. But enough about you...
In my almost 20 year career in supervillainy, from my humble beginnings as a Hench-Person (super-crime became very PC on our universe in the mid 90s) to a Level 7 Mastermind, I have had the honor of working with some of the finest Rogues in this, or any other universe. But some 'team ups' were more... shall we say, personal than others. Though a gentleman never kisses and tells, you will find Doc Babalon is no gentleman. Here is the first of three such 'team ups' I found especially memorable.
Leopard Bunny of the dreaded Kili-Cats: I suppose you never forget your first supervillainess. They said it would never work out between us. I was a practioneer of the dark arts while she was a genetically enhanced killing machine. We met on the roof tops of Noir City while we were both attempting to ... "acquire" the famous Baphomet Ruby. It was love at first sight and we quickly found ourselves engaged in the unique mating dance of the superhuman, whereby we attempted to cripple one another through the use of our 'powers' in a display of our mating prowess. An hour later and Leopard Bunny had me tied, gagged and bound to the sarcophagus of an ancient cat goddess. I still bear the scars she inflicted along my back as a fond reminder of our first date.
Eventually though she left me for the Gentleman BobCat. We had fallen into that trap that befalls so many crime couples really, we began to like each other too much to engage in that unique sense of rough play that is the love life of the supervillain. Still I can take small pleasure that the Baphomet Ruby remains the centerpiece of my trophy room while her and her himbo Bobcat must make do with the fake I slipped her that first fateful night.
~Doc Babalon
May 25th, 2007
As you might have heard your Jack is much too busy nursing a hangover from the
cavegrl's birthday party last night and as such he has asked me to substitute for his.... er, "Blog" (you mean this universe still hasn't invented the 'Telepathic Internet' yet? Pfff... savages!). Never the less, here from my sub-orbital satellite headquarters - Penthouse 156 and through the use of my patented SchrödingeriOpticon, I shall endeavor to post some thoughts, musings and recollections in a manner mutually entertaining to the both of us. If not you are not entertained dear reader, take knowing that my harem of Cyber-Houri will soon be able to breech the vibrational wall that seperates our universes where upon each and every one of you will be enslaved in one of my zero gravity pleasure camps. But enough about you...In my almost 20 year career in supervillainy, from my humble beginnings as a Hench-Person (super-crime became very PC on our universe in the mid 90s) to a Level 7 Mastermind, I have had the honor of working with some of the finest Rogues in this, or any other universe. But some 'team ups' were more... shall we say, personal than others. Though a gentleman never kisses and tells, you will find Doc Babalon is no gentleman. Here is the first of three such 'team ups' I found especially memorable.
Leopard Bunny of the dreaded Kili-Cats: I suppose you never forget your first supervillainess. They said it would never work out between us. I was a practioneer of the dark arts while she was a genetically enhanced killing machine. We met on the roof tops of Noir City while we were both attempting to ... "acquire" the famous Baphomet Ruby. It was love at first sight and we quickly found ourselves engaged in the unique mating dance of the superhuman, whereby we attempted to cripple one another through the use of our 'powers' in a display of our mating prowess. An hour later and Leopard Bunny had me tied, gagged and bound to the sarcophagus of an ancient cat goddess. I still bear the scars she inflicted along my back as a fond reminder of our first date.
Eventually though she left me for the Gentleman BobCat. We had fallen into that trap that befalls so many crime couples really, we began to like each other too much to engage in that unique sense of rough play that is the love life of the supervillain. Still I can take small pleasure that the Baphomet Ruby remains the centerpiece of my trophy room while her and her himbo Bobcat must make do with the fake I slipped her that first fateful night.
~Doc Babalon
May 25th, 2007
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