You put on the dark black armor of the Incognito -gray steel plates linked together with black effigies of cogs- the boots shine a dark copper as you flex your hands and put on the leather gloves with golden interlines that resemble Cogs twirling on the back of your palms.
The smoking bunny grins maniacally from the back of your Evil Overlord mantle -which also has a practical evil Overlord Hood.
On your shoulders are golden cogs, which are the 'holders' of your cape-robe.
You walk outside, the cape billowing as your theme music starts playing...
-Insert Theme Music-
And then, calmly, your masks fits to your face like a glove. Grey colored with black shadows cast over the golden cogs that cover your eyes...
And you walk.
You reach the breakfast room to find Cerulean munching away while wearing a bright cerulean ribbon on her goo-like head. It's sort-of cute, you suppose.
The Liondor growls next to her pathetically, having a bright pink ribbon around its neck.
The Two Succubi arrive covered in sweat, oil and stains you do not wish to question the origin of.
Psysquid enters the room wearing a flamboyant bright blue spandex suit.
You close your eyes for a moment.
You open them again.
He is wearing a flamboyant bright blue spandex suit.
It is not an hallucination.
He is wearing a flamboyant bright blue spandex suit.
"H-How!?" you ask. "There were only stylish clothes in there! We all double-checked!"
Psysquid hums, "But your evilness...doesn't this suit me?" he also gestures to where his 'package' has supposedly 'grown' over the night by at least twenty-something.
You're pretty sure he stuffed that area on purpose.
When Chemista enters next, surprisingly without any apparent changes, she gives one look to Psysquid and then smiles gently.
"You look nice in that," she says. "It suits you, being a discarded inferior product left to rot on a shelf until someone happens to stomp on it enough to bring it back. I think the Gorloceros even did his 'business' in it...ah no, that's your face."
Psysquid simply shudders happily, holding a hand over his chest.
Lord Gamington enters next, wearing a bright and shiny black tophat over his normal steel tophat.
"I feel stylish!" he remarks. "And by the way, your evilness, madame and monsieur...meet...COGHUAHUA!" with a flamenco rhythm soon starting, Coghuahua steps inside dancing and clapping her hands.
"IT IS I! COGHUAHUA!" she makes a light bow. "The passion of spain runs through my vein, cha-cha-cha!"
"Wait," you say putting your hands up. "she dances flamenco, talks like a Spanish...you know she was Mexican, Lord Gamington?"
"Uh? Isn't Mexico a part of Spain anyway?"
"I don't think the Mexicans would like hearing you say that," you reply sighing.
You are in Upkeep
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