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Starring:

Doctor Sinister

Doctor Sinister. An evil Supervillain with an insane lust for power. Although his secret island base has seemingly been destroyed, the Doctor still plots 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. Narrowly escaped the apparent destruction of Sinister Island with his lord and master.

EPISODE 19 – "All Washed Up"

The sun beats down relentlessly on the seemingly endless expanse of the North Atlantic. Shallow waves, taking a rest in between storms, bob up and down in a gentle rhythym.

As soaring seabirds fly majestically over the tranquil scene, they are startled by the sudden appearance of a bright orange cylinder which noisily bobs to the surface in a spray of foam and bubbles. As the birds wheel around in confusion, a hatch opens on the cylinder and a small tinfoil sail deploys from an extending aluminium pole. The sail immediately fills with the breeze and the cylinder is propelled along the surface of the water.

Meanwhile, aboard the escape pod…

General Menace: We’ve surfaced my Lord, a full 72 hours after the battle.

Doctor Sinister: Any sign that we’re being tracked?

No your Excellency – it seems that our escape wasn’t noticed as the submarine went down.

Superb performance General, you are to be commended.

It was your idea to blow the charges my Lord and escape in the confusion, although I was a little disappointed that you chose not to warn the crew that we were about to scuttle the boat.

The ends justify the means General. My escape was all that mattered. I mean, yes, we technically blew up our own submarine, but as you said yourself, it was doomed anyway, there were four torpedoes headed right for us.

I don’t suppose you subscribe to the adage that the Captain should always go down with his ship?

No I don’t, and anyway, I wasn’t the Captain, this is why I have Staff.

Well, yes, quite.

So, any idea where we are?

Well your Superiousness, we’ve been travelling at a phenomenal underwater speed since we escaped, this pod of yours has some incredible technology, but I’m afraid as remarkable as it is, the batteries are now dead.

So, we’re stuck again?

Well, we’re drifting in a Westerly direction. I’ve deployed the auto-sail and we’re making some progress. The GPS tracker is just trying to download our co-ordinates. And…

Yes? Yes?

Wow. It looks like I’m going home.

Home?

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