dom

The wall to the command center of the ship opens allowing for a five-foot Dominator donning a black pre-ripped shirt with a broken heart on it, eh it looked cool. The shirt is long enough to cover down to the thighs allowing for a bit more flesh to be seen than normal and why not? Her ship, her place. No one else is around and if they were? Not like she would care if they saw her like that. Wait, no there are people here. Lord Hater and Peepers, heh. Funny watching them struggle in the closed-off weapons area, well one of them at least. Hah, anyways. The command center is dark. Devoid of light save the soft glow of the counsel and the orange-red of the lava that flows in the back of the curved throne. Frame is draped over it and a not so amused look is plastered on that face. Bored, but not fully unamused. Things are actually picking up. Slow yes but this time? Given a second chance...should try to be more patient. White hair flops down only to yawn. Both eyes start close, the excitement of Earth's destruction has drained the tyrant over the past few days and waiting for this damned body to be built? It's been Hell, well almost hell....almost. Her mind is a welcoming a dream demon that a lot of people should know by now. Bill, BillCipher and ya know? Dom is actually happy about this. Many morbid jokes shared so much conversation and plots to blow this planet up. Oh, such fun times...not to mention? Him sharing the screams of those who were being killed...tormented..terrorized on the surface. How weak in the knees she was at the begging for mercy. Heh, oh what would be killed to hear that again. "Heheheh, yeah that was good." Sinking down some, allowing for her lower body to be propped up a bit more and getting relaxed, Dom lets out a yawn. Yeah, sleep. Sleep is good or wo

uld have if the wall didn't open to one of the smaller Dombots. It stands on all fours like a dog. Circle in shape. Its body is made out of the same lava and metal that makes up well...most of the items here aside from the ship itself. "LORD DOMINATOR!" Its robotic voice is heard. "Ugh! What is it Bot2319?" Sitting up and eyeing the bot with a look of disdain and, "THE BODY YOU HAVE BEEN BUILDING! IT IS DONE!" Wait, what? Shut up! "IT JUST NEEDS TO BE CALIBRATED!" Calibrated? That doesn't take long and hell Bill could that when he gets in there somehow. "Well! What in Grabnar are you waiting for? GO FETCH IT BOT2319!" Her voice shrieks out, impatience. The bot responds by beeping and walks out. Taking the time to stand up, both arms behind her back, brows furrow. Expectations on high! What is taking that stupid soo damn long!? Ugh! HURRY IT UP! Brow twitches, come on!

O-oh. Once more...the wall opens revealing a jet black body with a glow. An orange and red glow, it stands at five foot seven with the top hat. Heh, oh the rest of what it looks like? Well, that's for later...no peeking. Anyways, taking both hands in her own and a soft sigh is heard. Oh, this is going soo WELL! Losers couldn't even stop them anyways, heh. Anyways, for no reason at all...the sound of a piano is heard (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eKFN-aqPJH8 ) Pink eyes glisten with happiness, no..unbridled joy! "COME HERE!" Giddy, so fucking giddy! Pulling the lifeless manufactured form close to her frame, Dominator starts to sway gently while humming the song playing, and it's soo playing, shh this is a foreshadowing bs. The body just uselessly glides along as she spins them around. Pink pools stare into the eyeless socket. "We are going to ROCK this husk...partner!" Throws her head back and laughs, "MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!