Hot, Baby, Hot: Part 17: Where exactly is this plotline going?
A/N: Sorry it's been so long. The muse hath not cometh in a long time.
Last time Dilandau had Utena cornered. He was about ready to kill her and Van when Several factors of stupidity and multiple counts of author laziness contributed to Dilandau capturing her. The exact reasons can only be explained through a series of complex and long mathmatical equations all of wich I am to busy to explain, not that you would understand them anyway because the type of math needed to compute those equations hasn't even been invented yet. Now stop looking at your screen all funny and go read!
Dilandau cackled madly. Yes madly. The same kind of madly that one would expect from and evil person hell bent on taking over a country and yes, eventually, the world. Ah yes such mad cackling brought satisfaction to Dilandau. At least until he pressed a certain big red and clearly visible button marked 'press to kil Van Fanel hahahaha'. Any way as he-what? why are you interrupting the fanfiction? Why does the button have to be big and red and clearly marked you ask? Well, what a silly and altogether stupid question. So he can clearly find it in the middile of the night of course! You never know when you have to rid yourself of some do-gooder threating to stop your evil rein of terror. now if you are quite done asking dumb questions then I woul like to continue this story thank you.
Dilandau pressed the big red and clearly marked button. He frowned when it failed to activate his super weapon. He looked through the observation window down at Van. Van was busy poking himself and generally making an ass of himself.
Dilandau began banging on the main control panel. After aabout five minutes of this. He gave up. he decided that yelling and screaming at his gaurds would get better results.
Dilandau: What the hell is wrong with this dammned machine!?!?! SOMEBODY ANSWER ME!!!!! WHY ISIN'T MY SHOVENBAKE OVEN WORKING RIGHT?!!?!
The gaurds stood around looking down at their feet. After a few moments they began shuffling around. Finally one got the courage to speak.
Gaurd: Uh well sir..ummm....you might want to plug it in first.
Dilandau Looks over at the power plug. It is lying on the floor, out of the socket.
Dilandau: Oh. Well that is a problem.
Dilandau orders one of his lackeys to fix the problem. Dilandau stands in front of the window to the oven room again. He begin to laugh madly.
Dilandau: Now it's time for you to die Van Fanel! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Another gaurd walks up to Dilandau. He salutes him nervously.
Gaurd: Uh sir..... the prisoners have escaped again.....
Dilandau: What??! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN!?!?
Gaurd: Well umm....it appears that someone forgot to lock the door to the burning chamber.
Dilandau balls up his fists and screams with rage. Then after a long winded howl, he sinks to the floor and begins to cry.
Dilandau: W-whaa!.......WHY MUST I BE SURROUNDED BY SO MANY INCOMPOTENTS!! ALL THESE FOOLS!! CAN NOTHING BE DONE RIGHT?!?!?
Dilandau: A-ahem, who excatly was in charge of the keys today?
Gaurd: Uh-Stan s-sir.
Dilandau gets up and dusts himself off.
Dilandau: Well Find this 'Stan' Guy and have him beheaded. I have more important matters to attend to.
Gaurd: Y-yes sir!
The gaurd scurries off as Dilandau heads out the main doors.
Later......
Dilandau barges through the doors of his R&D Lab department. He walks up to a short little gray haired man wearing enormous glasses.
Dilandau: Get me the......Geek!
The sky flashes behind him and thunder sounds and one can hear dum-da-dum sound in the background.
Lab tech: Y-yes lord Dilandau sir!
The tech scurries off and comes back five minutes later with a fat, pimple faced guy wearing big black glasses and wearing spandex. Lights flash and the words Stero-type flash around in big bold letters.
Geek: What soth thou need my lord and-hicsnort-sovereign-snoooooorrrrrrrrttttttttttttt.
Dilandau: Absolutley nothing. I just wanted to insult you. Insulting people lower than me strangley makes me feel better you stupid fool. You are a loser who does nothing but colllect comic books and eat junk food all day long. You play rpg's on the playstation and you are a lazy slob for that. Hahahahahaha I am 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 times cooler than you. Neener neener!
The geek runs off crying and snorting.
Dilandau: Wow, that made me feel loads better. It almost makes up for loser boy getting away again.
Dilandau: Now, I nee some sort of reasonably intelligent plan worthy of my vast intelligence to catch that fool and moron.
Tech: Uhh...that was redundant my lord....
Dilandau: Ill decide whats redundant around here! The stupidity that runs rampant around here is redundant! Now get out of my sight! I must formulate my plans! You stupidity is interrupting my thought processes!
later.....
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.....
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.....
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.....
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.....
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.....
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
(A/N: I'd better stop. This is getting to spamficcy. But cut and paste is so much fun! Mmmmm....paste.....)
Later......
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.......
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.......
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Awwww fuck it.
Later.......
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking. But suddenly his eyes light up.
Dilandau: I got it! The perfect plan!
Dilandau runs off to somewheres else.
What? Do I look like I really know? I'm just narrating this! I think.
Which now the author belives this is a good time to end this for today. His cat has just pissed on the floor. Stupid cat. But he loves her. It's his own fault for shutting the garage door in which the litter box is located.
And what exactly is Dilandau's evil plan? I dont know and I dont care right now.
A/N: Wow cat pee smells! Hey maybe I can sell it as a fragrance plug-in and make millions! Ill have to work that out later.
=^.^=
A/N: Sorry it's been so long. The muse hath not cometh in a long time.
Last time Dilandau had Utena cornered. He was about ready to kill her and Van when Several factors of stupidity and multiple counts of author laziness contributed to Dilandau capturing her. The exact reasons can only be explained through a series of complex and long mathmatical equations all of wich I am to busy to explain, not that you would understand them anyway because the type of math needed to compute those equations hasn't even been invented yet. Now stop looking at your screen all funny and go read!
Dilandau cackled madly. Yes madly. The same kind of madly that one would expect from and evil person hell bent on taking over a country and yes, eventually, the world. Ah yes such mad cackling brought satisfaction to Dilandau. At least until he pressed a certain big red and clearly visible button marked 'press to kil Van Fanel hahahaha'. Any way as he-what? why are you interrupting the fanfiction? Why does the button have to be big and red and clearly marked you ask? Well, what a silly and altogether stupid question. So he can clearly find it in the middile of the night of course! You never know when you have to rid yourself of some do-gooder threating to stop your evil rein of terror. now if you are quite done asking dumb questions then I woul like to continue this story thank you.
Dilandau pressed the big red and clearly marked button. He frowned when it failed to activate his super weapon. He looked through the observation window down at Van. Van was busy poking himself and generally making an ass of himself.
Dilandau began banging on the main control panel. After aabout five minutes of this. He gave up. he decided that yelling and screaming at his gaurds would get better results.
Dilandau: What the hell is wrong with this dammned machine!?!?! SOMEBODY ANSWER ME!!!!! WHY ISIN'T MY SHOVENBAKE OVEN WORKING RIGHT?!!?!
The gaurds stood around looking down at their feet. After a few moments they began shuffling around. Finally one got the courage to speak.
Gaurd: Uh well sir..ummm....you might want to plug it in first.
Dilandau Looks over at the power plug. It is lying on the floor, out of the socket.
Dilandau: Oh. Well that is a problem.
Dilandau orders one of his lackeys to fix the problem. Dilandau stands in front of the window to the oven room again. He begin to laugh madly.
Dilandau: Now it's time for you to die Van Fanel! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Another gaurd walks up to Dilandau. He salutes him nervously.
Gaurd: Uh sir..... the prisoners have escaped again.....
Dilandau: What??! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN!?!?
Gaurd: Well umm....it appears that someone forgot to lock the door to the burning chamber.
Dilandau balls up his fists and screams with rage. Then after a long winded howl, he sinks to the floor and begins to cry.
Dilandau: W-whaa!.......WHY MUST I BE SURROUNDED BY SO MANY INCOMPOTENTS!! ALL THESE FOOLS!! CAN NOTHING BE DONE RIGHT?!?!?
Dilandau: A-ahem, who excatly was in charge of the keys today?
Gaurd: Uh-Stan s-sir.
Dilandau gets up and dusts himself off.
Dilandau: Well Find this 'Stan' Guy and have him beheaded. I have more important matters to attend to.
Gaurd: Y-yes sir!
The gaurd scurries off as Dilandau heads out the main doors.
Later......
Dilandau barges through the doors of his R&D Lab department. He walks up to a short little gray haired man wearing enormous glasses.
Dilandau: Get me the......Geek!
The sky flashes behind him and thunder sounds and one can hear dum-da-dum sound in the background.
Lab tech: Y-yes lord Dilandau sir!
The tech scurries off and comes back five minutes later with a fat, pimple faced guy wearing big black glasses and wearing spandex. Lights flash and the words Stero-type flash around in big bold letters.
Geek: What soth thou need my lord and-hicsnort-sovereign-snoooooorrrrrrrrttttttttttttt.
Dilandau: Absolutley nothing. I just wanted to insult you. Insulting people lower than me strangley makes me feel better you stupid fool. You are a loser who does nothing but colllect comic books and eat junk food all day long. You play rpg's on the playstation and you are a lazy slob for that. Hahahahahaha I am 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 times cooler than you. Neener neener!
The geek runs off crying and snorting.
Dilandau: Wow, that made me feel loads better. It almost makes up for loser boy getting away again.
Dilandau: Now, I nee some sort of reasonably intelligent plan worthy of my vast intelligence to catch that fool and moron.
Tech: Uhh...that was redundant my lord....
Dilandau: Ill decide whats redundant around here! The stupidity that runs rampant around here is redundant! Now get out of my sight! I must formulate my plans! You stupidity is interrupting my thought processes!
later.....
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.....
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.....
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.....
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.....
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.....
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
(A/N: I'd better stop. This is getting to spamficcy. But cut and paste is so much fun! Mmmmm....paste.....)
Later......
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.......
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Later.......
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking.
Awwww fuck it.
Later.......
Dilandau is still standing around rubbing his chin, thinking. But suddenly his eyes light up.
Dilandau: I got it! The perfect plan!
Dilandau runs off to somewheres else.
What? Do I look like I really know? I'm just narrating this! I think.
Which now the author belives this is a good time to end this for today. His cat has just pissed on the floor. Stupid cat. But he loves her. It's his own fault for shutting the garage door in which the litter box is located.
And what exactly is Dilandau's evil plan? I dont know and I dont care right now.
A/N: Wow cat pee smells! Hey maybe I can sell it as a fragrance plug-in and make millions! Ill have to work that out later.
=^.^=