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Starring:

Doctor Sinister

Doctor Sinister. An evil Supervillain with an insane lust for power. From his secret island base, the Doctor plans to become future Emperor and Warlord of the planet Earth. Enjoys the company of cats and cloned genetically modified Dinosaurs.

And featuring:

General Menace. Graduated from West Point Military Academy with honours, served for twenty-five years in the US Army, reaching level of 2-star General in command of training facilities before being recruited by Doctor Sinister to command his New Model Army of World Domination. Has a penchant for cigars.

EPISODE 15 – "Project Bucephalus"

A shudder of fear runs down General Menace’s spine as he slowly and carefully negotiates the dark, damp corridors in the very deepest sections of the Sinister Imperial Command Complex. Hewn from the living rock around him, and several miles underground, the corridors are often half-finished with razor edges projecting from sharply angled corners. Alarming warning signs repeatedly remind the General that this is a most unsafe place to be, and he is very careful to open the right doors, for behind every wrong entrance, a uniquely painful form of death undoubtedly awaits all unwary visitors.

With only the occasional flickering light to mark his way from hastily installed fluorescent tubes on the jagged ceilings, the General has to illuminate his route ahead with a high-powered torch, but the walls are so gloomy and often covered in mildew, it is as if the light is being sucked from the device before it can even light up the hallways. Occasionally, signs of a violent struggle are evident with ancient bullet marks or dark stains covering the walls and floor. More than once, enormous bite marks can clearly be seen in overhead bulkheads.

A distant angry roar fills his ears and the General rechecks the map he has been given before swallowing his fear and moving on…

Five sweat-filled minutes later, in the entrance lobby of Security Control Pit 174A…

Doctor Sinister: I see you found your way then General?

General: Just about my Lord, but I did take a bit of a wrong turn a few miles back and I found myself in a room full of dwarves.

Ah yes, the Troop Miniaturisation Project. I’m afraid it all went a bit wrong.

I should say so, they were hopping mad.

Well, they would be, we already had a lengthy waiting list for the racks, they are just going to have to wait their turn until we can stretch them out to their original height again.

Are you sure that’s the only way?

Well, it’s the cheapest.

Yes, but surely we can ask the Scientists responsible to simply reverse the field on their equipment?

Well, yes, we could…

Oh good…

…if they hadn’t already been disposed of.

Oh.

I don’t tolerate failure General.

Well no my Lord, no reason you should. Although, with respect, the idea was yours to start with…

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