[The feed cuts on and Megamind’s voice booms through.]

CITIZENS OF THE KEEP.

Now that I have your attention, I would like you to feast your eyes on this.

[The video feed opens to a guitar that he's seriously pimped out.]

Now. You might just be wondering at the purpose of all this, but! I think you'll all agree that the music in this blasted place is, ( Read more... )

[There have been way too many punishments lately, and Megamind is thoroughly disgusted with the lot of you. Honestly, children, can't you keep your hands to yourselves?

Nevertheless, he has nothing else to say to the lot of you about it, and it's nothing to do with any of that because he thinks these punishments are brutal, tasteless, and lacking ( Read more... )

[The audio clicks on, and Megamind’s voice is clipped and irritated. There are telltale sounds of water sloshing in the background as he speaks, but he either doesn’t notice, or he simply isn’t commenting on it.]

Rem. While I do appreciate your generosity, I have to confess I find your idea of recompense rather lacking. Can’t you find something ( Read more... )

I find it extremely suspect that all of a sudden, the Clothier is bursting at the seams with costumes, of all things.

[Honestly, couldn't you be a little more useful, Deior? How about something he can actually use? Like technology! Weapons of mass destruction! A Death Ray! Memory Eraser Beam! Typhoon Cheese!]

However.

I suppose that, all things ( Read more... )

While I'm not pleased someone entered my room uninvited, I must say I'm rather intrigued by the gift that was left behind.

[His voice is tightly controlled, because while he can't be sure, he thinks he has an idea of what might be going on. There's little gifties floating about but they went to the wrong people.

Where. Is. His.]

I would say thank you ( Read more... )

Oh, magnanimous staff that has been ever so gracious in housing all of us soul sucking leeches in your humble abode - may I have your attention?

Please.

[Ugh. This is mortifying. MORTIFYING DO YOU HEAR?]

I have a...request...if you will. [He clears his throat.]

I am in need of scrap metal. Any scrap metal that you have would be appreciated, I don't ( Read more... )

[It has been precisely eight days since he has seen or heard from the blond princess, longer from the pleasant woman he spoke with at the party.]

Odette.

Bryn.

I require your exact location and current status, both of you. Immediately.

[He seems to think better of his demands, and adds a caustic - ]

Please.

[Onto the end of the transmission.]

[The lines you see coming across the pages are sharp, jagged, and angry.]

Who has DARED modify ME, Megamind?!

Reveal yourself so that I may dispose of you promptly!

[And he’d also like to know HOW. The view flips to video, and an enraged, HUMAN, Megamind sputters his next sentence..]

EXPLAIN THIS IMMEDIATELY!

((replies will be from ( Read more... )

[Megamind could care less about the moose in the stables, or even the scientific WTF-ery of the raptors that were currently in residence (though he has made a mental note to double check on that later - raptors. Really.). No no, his attention was focused more on the flying taxi that seemed to have taken up residence in amongst the various animals ( Read more... )

Megamind is completely unimpressed with the lack of technology this place has to offer.

“Primitive, that’s what this is - hardly an ounce of scrap metal to work with.” He’s grumbling under his breath as he prowls the grounds, face twisted into a weary and tired expression. He hadn’t slept well since arrival - not that he slept much to begin with ( Read more... )