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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 8 – “Guerrillas in the Midst”

General Menace wipes the sweat from his brow as he exits his custom stretched Humvee into the sweltering heat of Sinister Island. Hardly noticing the salutes thrown by his Chauffeur and personal guardsmen, General Menace’s eyes are instead drawn to the line of dumper trucks depositing enormous green sacks into gigantic hoppers which are in turn wheeled into the Command Complex by bored looking functionaries.

The General shrugs to himself and heads into the complex, pausing briefly to note the garlands of bananas hanging around the necks of the Guards on the main entrance.

Shaking his head in bemusement, General Menace enters the base, sliding on something slippery left carelessly lying on the floor.

Five slippery minutes later, in the War Room…

Doctor Sinister: About time you got here General – I’ve been waiting all morning to tell you the exciting news of my new plan!!

General: I had a feeling it must be…erm…important my Lord, especially since you sent that helicopter for me…

(Heads to large purple curtain covering an alcove in one corner of the War Room) I was just so excited. You will be too when you see what’s going on.

(Oblivious and actually rather annoyed) ….of course, the noisy arrival of said helicopter in the middle of the night immediately spelled the end of the top secret Special Op you had instructed me to undertake in Colorado…

Well, needs must General…needs must…

(Determined to continue) …Because of course the hitherto hidden presence of my entire team was immediately blown wide open when the chopper landed right in the middle of my team, just at the moment we were conducting our infiltration mission into the enemy base…

Well, these things happen…

…In fact, I expect what’s left of my team are already being interrogated by the CIA….

No worries there General…

No worries?

None at all. I had their explosive implants triggered, they won’t be telling anyone anything.

(Uneasy silence)

Right.

Take a seat General. I know it’s been a hard day.

You have no idea.

In fact, I have news of a special delivery heading your way!

Cigars?

They’ll be here tomorrow! Without fail!

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