Gentlemen, welcome to my underground lair. I have assembled this dossier to outline my plan for world domination. The details are… complicated.
"Why make trillions when we could make... billions?"
Subject: Number 1
The Mastermind
Born from the fiery depths of a volcano lair, our fearless leader has dedicated his life to the noble pursuit of global domination. With an IQ that would make Einstein weep and a fashion sense that screams "I own this planet," he is the embodiment of calculated chaos.
When not orchestrating the downfall of governments, he enjoys petting his cat, monologuing to captured spies, and demanding unreasonable sums of money from the United Nations.
"I demand the sum of... one. million. dollars!"
Each plan has been meticulously crafted over decades of villainy. Failure is not an option. Well, it is, but it's heavily discouraged.
A giant laser beam placed on the moon, capable of destroying entire cities. Simple, elegant, devastatingly effective.
Travel back to 1969 and steal our mojo. What is mojo? Don't worry about it. It's very technical.
A high-altitude electromagnetic pulse that will disable all electronic devices globally. No, it's not what you think.
"You know, I have one simple request. And that is to have sharks with frickin' laser beams attached to their heads!"
— The Mastermind
Where the magic happens
The true power behind the throne. Fluffy? No. Hairless? Absolutely. Loyal? Depends on the treat situation. This Sphynx cat has seen more secret plans than most henchmen and has better security clearance than Number 2.
These loyal servants have dedicated their lives to the cause. Some willingly. Others... not so much.
Second in Command
Head of Intelligence
Security Detail
Expendable
To be delivered in unmarked, non-sequential bills to an undisclosed location. Obviously.
Not mutated sea bass. I was very specific about this. SHARKS. WITH. LASERS.
A throne, a crown, and everyone must refer to me as "Your Evildoership." Non-negotiable.
The only demand that is truly non-negotiable. He gets cranky without his pâté.
* Requires launch code authorization. Side effects may include global chaos.
Reviews from people who definitely aren't being held against their will.
"The monologuing is top-notch. Really, the way he explains the entire plan before trying to kill me? A+ villain etiquette."
"Great benefits package. The volcano lair has excellent heating. Would be 5 stars but the sharks keep eating the interns."
"Meow. Meow meow. Meow. (Translation: Best lap in the business. The laser beam budget could go to tuna, though.)"