1 PHILIP MADOC: A TRIBUTE
Traitorous. Sells the old man to the aliens, only to be repaid as a traitor deserves in a ball of flame.
Self-serving. Keeping up the status quo of the parasitic crystalline invaders.
Cold and calm. Ordering the deaths of millions casually for an army, only to be erased from existence in his turn for his crimes.
Brilliant surgeon and fanatic. He saved the brain of an evil tyrant, and plans to give him a new monstrous body.
Punch-clock villain. Not a true antagonist, but not at all pleasant.
Philip Madoc. A gentleman. A villain for all seasons. Requiescat in pace.
2 JOKER
Wanna know how I got these scars?
Well, does it really matter how I got them? Does it really?
Naw. Not one bit.
It’s not like anyone cared about me or mine, not until I put on the paint. Then people started noticing. Why have one past, when I can have many, or none at all?
I am more than just an agent of anarchy and chaos. I’m an agent of entropy. It’s natural you see. Entropy always increases. Why fight it? Why not embrace entropy? Everything burns. Everything falls apart. Even the Bat can’t fight entropy.
No one can.
3 THE HEROES CHOICE
The dog of the north , who had defended all his countrymen while their armies slept in the face of the greatest of danger, was faced with the ultimate choice of the great heroes.
He who’s fame had already spread had to choose between two deaths.
He could hide and ignore the screams of terror sent forth by the spawn of magicians and demons and live a full life , or go forth and live forever, sealing immortality in his own blood.
What choice had he.
He died with sword in hand standing tall and still he lives on .
4 HOLY CLOUD, BRINGER OF KNOWLEDGE
Belief is power and the objects in which belief is focused therefore would have power.
Makes sense.
First he stole the fragments of the cross . Powerful but they burnt out too quick. Two pieces small as splinters.
The jawbone of the saint was a disaster. Bloody thing had been removed for cleaning so all he had was an empty box.
But now he had a heart . One which a city had prayed too for 800 years . This was promising . This would work. Millions of prayers distilled into one object.
Googles cloud computer was ready to go.
5 The Smith
The Smith was working in his forge. He liked to work it meant he didn’t had to spend time with his family. Gods they were a nasty bunch. His mother once kicked him out, his wife was unfaithful to him with that soldier boy and he once had to cut his father’s head open so his sister could get out. Sadly it didn’t affect the old man in any way. The horny bastard.
His customer appeared smelling of seawater.
‘You finished the armour?’
‘Yes. You sure you don’t need my new heel protection?’
‘Don’t be daft! Nobody gets hurt there!’
Traitorous. Sells the old man to the aliens, only to be repaid as a traitor deserves in a ball of flame.
Self-serving. Keeping up the status quo of the parasitic crystalline invaders.
Cold and calm. Ordering the deaths of millions casually for an army, only to be erased from existence in his turn for his crimes.
Brilliant surgeon and fanatic. He saved the brain of an evil tyrant, and plans to give him a new monstrous body.
Punch-clock villain. Not a true antagonist, but not at all pleasant.
Philip Madoc. A gentleman. A villain for all seasons. Requiescat in pace.
2 JOKER
Wanna know how I got these scars?
Well, does it really matter how I got them? Does it really?
Naw. Not one bit.
It’s not like anyone cared about me or mine, not until I put on the paint. Then people started noticing. Why have one past, when I can have many, or none at all?
I am more than just an agent of anarchy and chaos. I’m an agent of entropy. It’s natural you see. Entropy always increases. Why fight it? Why not embrace entropy? Everything burns. Everything falls apart. Even the Bat can’t fight entropy.
No one can.
3 THE HEROES CHOICE
The dog of the north , who had defended all his countrymen while their armies slept in the face of the greatest of danger, was faced with the ultimate choice of the great heroes.
He who’s fame had already spread had to choose between two deaths.
He could hide and ignore the screams of terror sent forth by the spawn of magicians and demons and live a full life , or go forth and live forever, sealing immortality in his own blood.
What choice had he.
He died with sword in hand standing tall and still he lives on .
4 HOLY CLOUD, BRINGER OF KNOWLEDGE
Belief is power and the objects in which belief is focused therefore would have power.
Makes sense.
First he stole the fragments of the cross . Powerful but they burnt out too quick. Two pieces small as splinters.
The jawbone of the saint was a disaster. Bloody thing had been removed for cleaning so all he had was an empty box.
But now he had a heart . One which a city had prayed too for 800 years . This was promising . This would work. Millions of prayers distilled into one object.
Googles cloud computer was ready to go.
5 The Smith
The Smith was working in his forge. He liked to work it meant he didn’t had to spend time with his family. Gods they were a nasty bunch. His mother once kicked him out, his wife was unfaithful to him with that soldier boy and he once had to cut his father’s head open so his sister could get out. Sadly it didn’t affect the old man in any way. The horny bastard.
His customer appeared smelling of seawater.
‘You finished the armour?’
‘Yes. You sure you don’t need my new heel protection?’
‘Don’t be daft! Nobody gets hurt there!’