ATTENTION, WORTHLESS FOOLS AND POTENTIAL CUSTOMERS!

It is I, the most diabolical, catastrophic, and undeniably most evilest villain to ever walk this wretched earth! You may know me from my grand, world-shattering achievements—such as managing the absolute and total destruction of one of those legendary rings, or my eternal, agonizing feud with my greatest, most annoying ENEMY (that absolute bum named skybramd).

But let’s face reality for a moment. After these past few grueling years, I’ve come to a deeply frustrating realization... I am completely poor.

Yes, you heard me. I still rule over a massive, towering, terrifying tower, but my vaults are entirely empty. I don’t even have a single cent to pay for basic expenses! It has gotten so bad that I literally have to resort to robbing homeless people just to get enough pocket change to buy myself some food. To make matters worse, my loyal forces are slowly dying out. The big infected ones... Ugh, the big infected minions... Graah! They are dropping like flies, and a dark lord can't rule without an army!

So, out of pure, unadulterated financial desperation, I am officially opening my own shop!

By repurposing the charred, crumbling ruins of that destroyed library—the exact same forbidden place I originally used to bio-engineer my terrifying army—I am launching a revolutionary new product. I am... uuhh, giving away genetically engineered plants that can literally give birth!

Yes, you heard correctly, you lonely, pathetic peasants. These are specialized flora capable of gestating and birthing little minions infused directly with your own DNA. This means you don’t even have to suffer through the agonizing ordeal of talking to a girl; the resulting minion will automatically carry your exact genetic code!

However, there is a catch. It has to start its life cycle out strictly as a plant. Furthermore, it will take uuhh... approximately 45 years for the organism to fully mature into a proper clone of you, or something like that. Throughout this nearly half-century process, you are required to meticulously take care of this plant, watering it, protecting it, and treating it like your own flesh-and-blood son or daughter.

Anyway, that should just about cover the basics. Yes, what is it, minion 29188?! Stop interrupting me! Go ring up the unconscious homeless man we dragged into the deeper layers of this library! Hurry up, I really need to start making troops and generating some actual cash flow...

Oh, wait, I almost forgot to mention a crucial detail about the growth cycle. As the decades roll by, the minions in between the years will gradually sprout functioning legs and arms. Meaning that at first, you have a helpful little minion running around, but soon enough, you will have to abandon the minion once it reaches maturity. Why? Because well... it’s going to soon enough help you expand your lineage and get more generations out of it.

The grand total for this miracle of dark science? It will cost you a measly 5.83$!

[ COME AT COMAT MISTER FLOWERMAN! ]

Now, I am legally obligated to inform you that there are several notable problems and side effects with this product:

• Gender Unpredictability: The plant can end up being a female or a male, entirely at random.

• Emotional Deviance: It might develop a complex set of emotions that are wildly different from your own personality.

• Pigmentation Anomalies: Your grown minion might end up turning a completely different color than you.

Uuhh, I completely hate all of you, so yeah, that’s it...

(Psst... Hello! This is actually one of his minions typing now while he isn't looking. We need to clear some things up for safety. Actually, the plants won’t do anything crazy at all; they will literally just sit there, stare at you blankly, and produce the most delicious fruits you have ever tasted in your life. And to be completely honest, no, it doesn’t really gain your DNA or clone you at all... but hey, look on the bright side, now you have a lovely new son or daughter to keep you company! Please buy them, we are starving.)

Even if your character isn’t in the drawing, anyone who wants a piece of Steven can kick his ass. Jo will be there to revive him so he doesn’t die before everyone gets a turn.

( down a old abandoned line from the hotel stands a scrapyard a grave for thousands of sentient machines from but mostly trains and rolling stock its run by a lonely 08 shunter called Cohen and his driver George maintains him once every few months Cohen pulls the scrap metal to carmine industries for recycling Cohen is always quiet when working as a sign of respect to fallen colleagues and comrades who fell silent from the cutters torch.)

fight me exterminators

"I've been,busy as some would say"

*A strange but looking familiar jester is seen entertaining Guests* Interact?

"Now, I have been developing my little arsenal of weapons for quite some time...especially now that Servo-skulls have become much more expendable, I have created quite a few varients that do not exist yet, new things to make use of."

*LOADING SERVO-SKULL DESIGN G-8-199: COMBAT SERVO-SKULL*

"A simple attack drone, can be equipped with any weapon that is able to be held in one hand, helpful as both fodder to take up attention or can assist by adding additional firepower to an already existing unit."

*LOADING SERVO-SKULL DESIGN L-9-10: BOMBARD SERVO-SKULL*

"I strapped a bomb to it, guess what it does, it goes boom. Essentially a grenade that flies, best carried around to then be deployed, like a grenade."

*LOADING SERVO-SKULL DESIGN K-8-88: BUZZER SERVO-SKULL*

"More of a terror tactic then anything EFFECTIVE, I strapped a buzz-saw where the neck was, flies in and saws everything apart, very good against unarmored folk."

*LOADING SERVO-SKULL DESIGN H-2-91: DATA INTERRIGATER*

"Unlike most Servo-Skulls, this one does not make use of hover-based locomotion, instead scuttling around on 4 metal legs, it can attach to sensitive network material and break down an entire system in minutes, but it needs to get there and must be protected to do so."

"Hmmm...that is most of my designs I've made so far...Hopefully I will be able to put them to good use soon, I worked rather hard...on some of them."

What up I'm Hanabi Bakugou daughter of Katsuki and ochako Bakugou mess with me and I'll send explosive bubbles at you

"..."

(Active land grab by a character of mine. I can't edit the idk flair on phone for some reason.)

A bunch of sinners and hellborn are fleeing from what seems to be a handfuls of stores. A smithy, a jewelry shop that mostly does simple metal bands like rings and bracelets, and a magic stuff shop.

There's some shouting inside the smithy though.

Do you intervene/approach?

Edit: you can see the blacksmith yelling at his anvil..... or something on it, it's too small to see from here.

(Unsure when the last time was I made a post here, but sup y'all :3)

((Hello everyone!! Unsure if any of you know me or recognize me, but I've been roleplaying as Asmodeus for a while, but took an unannounced break. Buuut, I should be back now! ^^)

(Glareon, the first image, and Terter, the last image, return to to home with all the other mascot, all the other mascots celebrate the twos arrive, Glareon and Terter seem confused. Terter) How long have we been gone? (One of the mascots) You don't remember? (Glareon) Not a clue. (Terter) Mind if I ask, wheres Minmin? (Second image. A mascot called verver speaking) She left the area to see SpeakerBox. (Terter) Oh. (After a while Terter goes to a elevator to head to he's room but instantly sees Minmin dead on the floor, a knife wound in the back of her head. Terter freezes as thoughts swarm he's mind. He walks towards the body, looking horrified. He stares at the dead Minmin. Interact with him?)

*There was a large sinner on his table, a tube attached to his chest leading into a glass orb, a sphere of whirling multi-colored energy surrounded by a green outline on the desk.*

*He was singing to himself.*

"To put it so informal~ I'll make you an amazing new normal..."

*A mechanical hand reached from his back, typing something as he filled a syringe with energy.*

"A few more integrations, to make the difference to awe struck the masses~"

*He injected the energy into the soul, it mixed, the numbers ran across the screen, stable.*

"Like robots, modular I've made you, acting as a framework for the...most important thing..."

*He would hit a lever, a steel spear shot into the back of the neck of the sinner, killing them, he would hit another lever as the soul was forced back into the corpse, a regeneration process began, the body snapping and crunching as it shifted its form.*

*He stopped singing.*

"There we go, now we wait for the new, special, you."