
"...and that, Citizens of the Nefarious Empire, is the story of how I grew from a childish, dumb resistance fighter all the way to Emperor Nefarious' Second in Command."
Rivet posed for the dozens of cameras that swirled about, eyeing her new, specially crafted armor befitting her new position.
"To all remaining members of the Resistance, if it even exists anymore after everything I've done, consider this grand tale your final warning. As we speak, our glorious Emperor is spreading his message of subservience and power to other dimensions, a wonderful side effect of your latest failure against him. And in his stead, he has given the gracious honor of looking after his home to none other than my glorious self. And I say you chumps have been running around long enough.
As I've stated, I'm currently standing in my old Sargasso hideout. The Emperor may not have had much use for this planet, but all my years spent here have made me far too sympathetic. As you might be able to tell by the lights outside, I'm rearing my forces to cut this mountain down into a palace/statue of my likeness where I shall rule all just as our Emperor intended. I want to thank the Morts for peacefully falling at my hands and apologize for all those years of freeloading and wasting breath on the resistance.
As one final note, take all the pictures you like of my organic mug, it'll be the last time you see it. After my palace is built and my new trophy prince is finished with his reeducation in Zordoom, I'm going to be stripping away my Squishy form forever and joining the dimension in sweet mechanical bliss.
This is Substitute Emperess Rivet signing out and remember: Empress Rivet controls all in the name of Nefarious!
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This has been a delightful little test/experiment/change of pace from my usual work. Hope you all enjoyed it, but I do not believe I will do anything like this again. Maybe if enough people like it, I might find more inspiration, but I just cannot handle a camera to save my life.
Rivet posed for the dozens of cameras that swirled about, eyeing her new, specially crafted armor befitting her new position.
"To all remaining members of the Resistance, if it even exists anymore after everything I've done, consider this grand tale your final warning. As we speak, our glorious Emperor is spreading his message of subservience and power to other dimensions, a wonderful side effect of your latest failure against him. And in his stead, he has given the gracious honor of looking after his home to none other than my glorious self. And I say you chumps have been running around long enough.
As I've stated, I'm currently standing in my old Sargasso hideout. The Emperor may not have had much use for this planet, but all my years spent here have made me far too sympathetic. As you might be able to tell by the lights outside, I'm rearing my forces to cut this mountain down into a palace/statue of my likeness where I shall rule all just as our Emperor intended. I want to thank the Morts for peacefully falling at my hands and apologize for all those years of freeloading and wasting breath on the resistance.
As one final note, take all the pictures you like of my organic mug, it'll be the last time you see it. After my palace is built and my new trophy prince is finished with his reeducation in Zordoom, I'm going to be stripping away my Squishy form forever and joining the dimension in sweet mechanical bliss.
This is Substitute Emperess Rivet signing out and remember: Empress Rivet controls all in the name of Nefarious!
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This has been a delightful little test/experiment/change of pace from my usual work. Hope you all enjoyed it, but I do not believe I will do anything like this again. Maybe if enough people like it, I might find more inspiration, but I just cannot handle a camera to save my life.
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