And so the night had past and morning bared its cruel fangs waking up the mix and match group, although you couldn't see the sun since everyone was trapped in an underground base.
After some breakfast and quick wash up, the collective villains made their way towards the meeting room. Some appeared to have made acquaintanceship with one another, while others appeared sore from the night of rest.
Once the whole group converged in the meeting room, the now familiar deep voice began his morning announcement.
"It appears everyone made it through the night. I trust the sleeping arrangements proved adequate."
His opening line was met with a few grumbles, whilst others looked bored.
"Hmm, thats unfortunate. I'll have custom bedding made at your own discretion. Now onto more pressing matters. The majority of my colleagues here have expressed concern with the few persons not in align with our ideals, and after a vote, the majority suggested we continue with trying snuff out the few who don't belong. Once again, since we are not there personally to monitor the situation we ask you all to come to a consensus. As a warning to those whom are not supposed to be there, let me show a video of what happened to raspberrylicious in the after hours."
Once again, the holographic screen had appeared in the middle of the room. The content of the video was of man dressed fully in black, taking a sledge hammer to the solidified clay statue of raspberrylicious. The man of a well built stature took his time at first smashing the statue of raspberrylicious, slowly building up speed. Minutes had passed, and all that was left of raspberrylicious was a cloud and pile of grey dust. The man made his disappearance before the dust could settle.
Few looked in awe at what had transpired during the night, while others were as un-phased as they were last night.
"I believe that will serve as a good reminder of the consequences of being our enemy. Before the meeting is adjourned, let me inform you that our current location has been moved to the deep sea. For those of you unaware, the weight of the ocean shall crush you to death should you try to escape. With that, this meeting is over. Glory in Evil my Terrible Comrades."
With that the man had ended his transmission, leaving the group with an air of tension you could drink.
No one died.
Day One begins, ends Wednesday, April 24th at 10 Pm Central time Canada and US (UCT).
Random Stream Viewer wrote:Maybe he won't win... maybe this is real life, nobody wins.