Chain 166: Diabolical

Chain 166: Diabolical

Location: Rural America
Age: 22
Identity: Mastermind
Drawbacks: [+550] Dreams, Realized; Live Streaming; Spider's Web
Scenario: To The Victor

[Free]      Showboating
[100/1550]  Façade
[200/1550]  Dual-Classing: Juggernaut
[Free]      Competence
[400/1550]  Retinue
[700/1550]  A Shadow Of My Power
[Scenario]  Super-Superhuman
[Free]      Trust Fund
[Free]      Evil Duds
[Free]      Stylish Ride
[750/1550]  Here, My Card
[Free]      Global Reach: City Center base, camoflaged
[950/1550]  Armored Everything
[1150/1550] Mineral Rights
[1350/1550] Import Companion: Demona and the Conspiracy
[1350/2550] Specialty Gratuity
[Free]      Minions
[1650/2550] Public Relations
[2250/2550] Authority Equals Asskicking
[2350/2550] Flight
[2550/2550] Impact Compensation

Ah, now here's a new twist on things: I actually AM a villain this time around. A supervillain. Almost an evil genius, I daresay, except for the fact that I have neither a desert or jungle island. ...Well, not strictly true, but I'm not USING the island at the moment.

Ah well. I don't have an Evil Organization, per se, but instead a pretty sizable private military organization. More akin to a mercenary company, to be terribly honest, but it gives an excuse to have an R&D arm to the business. I'm certainly going to have to expand this further in the future, however.

Also literally everything I do is being live-streamed to the internet, because who needs privacy anyway?

In any event, Cross Industries was born, and it found employment in numerous places. Sure, we had the deployment center in the countryside, but we had a building in the city that acted as a headquarters for formal gatherings, recruitment, and public relations. No one needed to know that the building had a great many sublevels, of course. And really, things went pretty well overall for the most part. We had a legit front that found itself employed as security and occasional bits of international peacekeeping - minions were easy to get, after all, considering that the Conspiracy took up the important positions here, while the boots on the ground were cloned ATP soldiers and engineers. In addition to that, Pantheon drones are equally effective as disposable assets, since we want to at least pretend the clones are real people and not let them just die willy-nilly. Pretty effective in the end though, even if a lot of our operations pitted us against others who seemed to be intent on conquering the world.

It's not a bad goal, really. I was even inclined toward it, especially considering that my people cut their teeth that first year against Dr. Arachnus, who was apparently a lunatic that decided I had to go because I was in his way. I mean, he's not entirely WRONG - after all, I didn't hide the fact that I had some minor superpowers here - but no matter what I did, he continually kept escalating the situation. And about three years in, he managed to completely kill every one of the soldat; the only reason the Conspiracy wasn't caught up in it was because I saw it coming with precognition and managed to get them into my pocket dimension in the nick of time, but the Pantheon legion of machines that we'd created were subverted as well. Which meant that I had to pull the plug on them and destroy them remotely, which was a giant waste of resources and completely crippled my company.

After that, the gloves came off. Escalation became the order of the day. He His minions storm our compounds? Flash-cloned soldat strike back with suicidal frenzy. neutralizes VANGUARD? Cross soldat are sent out to defend the innocent. He uses nanites to turn people against me? I use magic to fry them and give their minds back. He uses vastly advanced technology that I can't play with? The Conspiracy uses psionics to neutralize it and tear it apart. He parks a spaceship in orbit and begins trying to terraform Earth? A spaceship the size of Neptune uncloaks, locks a tractor beam on it, and chucks the fucking thing into the sun.

He tries to fight me directly, blocking my precognition and proving himself able to neutralize the majority of my abilities? I hit him with quite literally everything I have and his existence is unmade in seconds, leaving his terraforming device behind to augment my physical form.

Taking the world over at that point is practically taking candy from a baby.

When you shoot for the king... don't miss.