Why didn't she-hag just leave it on the doorstep? What a terrible turn for me.
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Anyway, guns scare me. Luckily, Cyber-hag reads the newspaper, so she knows all about the raiding. In response, she commands strongly suggests to her henchman partner that he ban skateboarding and the skate park. Gotta take out their meeting spot, after all. All former skaters, by law, must pick up a new hobby - free and addictive video games designed to keep teens entertained in their basements and decrease their social awareness by a mile. No multiplayer, of course. As for the police officers... the Mayor can just jail the ones involved. The cells are too empty anyway. That means the heroes will keep their weapons, but not much can be done about that.
Now for my plan's creamy filling. My empire demands sub-rulers. Generals. The dough-bot creation facility will be temporarily altered for their creation. Unlike the stupid dough-bots, these top-class servants will be given limited and quirky personalities. And they shall henceforth be referred to as... The General Mills.
This elite squad will come in 7 flavors:
1. Almond - Almond shall be our nutty professor, and head of all that smells like SCIENCE. He shall have the distinction of having swirly-eyeglasses, in addition to the giant almonds embedded in his body. He will for now be used to boost efficiency in the surface research facility, though I plan on giving him an underground one when the time comes.
2. Chocolate fudge - Chocolate fudge will be put in charge of security and defenses, including the implementation of turrets in the base. His rigid demeanor will be amplified by a bubble smoking pipe.
3. Peanut Butter - Peanut Butter, or PB for short, shall aid in the expansion of the base. Pre-programmed with architectural know-how, this hardhat wearing, hairy-armed fatso shall immediately be put to work boosting dough-bot digging and building efficiency.
4. Sugar cookie - This voluptuous treat'll bring the boys to the yard with her large, smooth, golden-brown... looks. That's right, every inch of her shall be baked to perfection. And by bring the boys to the yard, I mean recruit people for me. Everyone calls her Sugar, and she's pre-programmed to know the art of manipulating men (and lesbians) into doing my bidding.
5. Pistachio - A master of deception, hiding, and general spy stuffs, Pistachio shall be the organization's major eyes and ears to the outside world. Equipped with a badass moustache and incredible ninja know-how, this ally will prove most useful. He should immediately start out by spying on the Fantastic House.
6. Oatmeal - Captain Oatmeal, as he shall be called, will be my right-hand (gingerbread?)man. I shall use him in all future planning and tactical missions. He will be essential for the quick-thinking required in real-time combat. Also, one of his arms is a machine gun.
7. W&w - A favorite for kids, W&w (or DoubledoubleU for short) shall be put in charge of maintaining a favorable image for our group. He shall host charities in our name, visit sick children in the hospital, and other garbage. While he's not doing that I'll let him babysit hang out with The Crushinator and dissuade the guy from being a fool (again). DoubledoubleU wears a "I Heart Humans" cap backwards for maximum friendly coolness.
I'll spend most of my actual turn supervising dough-bots and other idle minions as they create my generals, and later our Situation Room. Fully equipped with a very long table and comfy, spinning chairs, this room will be where I discuss strategy with my generals, keep my self updated, and ensure my own literally iron fist is what's running the place. Just in case, all generals shall be implanted with extra-strength loyalty chocolate-chips.
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And please don't make the next turn as "crummy" for me as the last one, Lillipad. You know what I'm doing is awesome and hilarious, and it needs to be done right.