What can we say? Despite the horrendously barbaric conditions of The Dungeon
(only two premium cable channels and the complete lack of a jacuzzi), eager
applicants keep sending in their suggestions. To deal with our own
overcrowding, we proudly announce the opening of a new cell block.
Cellblock B
- All giant serpents acting as guardians in underground lakes will be fitted
with sports goggles to prevent eye injuries.
- All crones with the ability to prophesy will be given free facelifts,
permanents, manicures, and Donna Karan wardrobes. That should pretty well
destroy their credibility.
- I will not employ an evil wizard if he has a sleazy mustache.
- I will hire an entire squad of blind guards. Not only is this in keeping
with my status as an equal opportunity employer, but it will come in handy when
the hero becomes invisible or douses my only light source.
- All repair work will be done by an in-house maintenance staff. Any alleged
"repairmen" who show up at the fortress will be escorted to the dungeon.
- When my Legions of Terror park their vehicle to do reconnaissance on foot,
they will be instructed to employ The Club.
- Employees will have conjugal visit trailers which they may use provided
they call in a replacement and sign out on the timesheet. Given this, anyone
caught making out in a closet while leaving their station unmonitored will be
shot.
- Members of my Legion of Terror will attend seminars on Sensitivity
Training. It's good public relations for them to be kind and courteous to the
general population when not actively engaged in sowing chaos and
destruction.
- I will not, under any circumstances, marry a woman I know to be a
faithless, conniving, back-stabbing witch simply because I am absolutely
desperate to perpetuate my family line. Of course, we can still date.
- All guest-quarters will be bugged and monitored so that I can keep track of
what the visitors I have for some reason allowed to roam about my fortress are
actually plotting.
- If my chief engineer displeases me, he will be shot, not imprisoned in the
dungeon or beyond the traps he helped design.
- I will not send out battalions composed wholly of robots or skeletons
against heroes who have qualms about killing living beings.
- I will not wear long, heavy cloaks. While they certainly make a bold
fashion statement, they have an annoying tendency to get caught in doors or
tripped over during an escape.
- If a malignant being demands a sacrificial victim have a particular
quality, I will check to make sure said victim has this quality immediately
before the sacrifice and not rely on earlier results. (Especially if the
quality is virginity and the victim is the hero's girlfriend.)
- If I ever MUST put a digital timer on my doomsday device, I will buy one
free from quantum mechanical anomalies. So many brands on the market keep
perfectly good time while you're looking at them, but whenever you turn away
for a couple minutes then turn back, you find that the countdown has progressed
by only a few seconds.
- If my Legions of Terror are defeated in a battle, I will quietly withdraw
and regroup instead of launching a haphazard mission to assassinate the
hero.
- If I'm wearing the key to the hero's shackles around my neck and his former
girlfriend now volunteers to become my mistress and we are all alone in my
bedchamber on my bed and she offers me a goblet of wine, I will politely
decline the offer.
- I will not pick up a glowing ancient artifact and shout "Its power is now
mine!!!" Instead I will grab some tongs, transfer it to a hazardous materials
container, and transport it back to my lab for study.
- I will be selective in the hiring of assassins. Anyone who attempts to
strike down the hero the first instant his back is turned will not even be
considered for the job.
- Whatever my one vulnerability is, I will fake a different one. For example,
ordering all mirrors removed from the palace, screaming and flinching whenever
someone accidentally holds up a mirror, etc. In the climax when the hero whips
out a mirror and thrusts it at my face, my reaction will be "Hmm...I think I
need a shave."
- My force-field generators will be located inside the shield they
generate.
- I reserve the right to execute any henchmen who appear to be a little too
intelligent, powerful, or devious. However if I do so, I will not at some
subsequent point shout "Why am I surrounded by these incompetent fools?!"
- I will install a fire extinguisher in every room -- three, if the room
contains vital equipment or volatile chemicals.
- I will build machines which simply fail when overloaded, rather than wipe
out all nearby henchmen in an explosion or worse yet set off a chain
reaction. I will do this by using devices known as "surge protectors".
- I will explain to my guards that most people have their eyes in the front
of their heads and thus while searching for someone it makes little sense to
draw a weapon and slowly back down the hallway.
- I will have a staff of competent detectives handy. If I learn that someone
in a certain village is plotting against me, I will have them find out who
rather than wipe out the entire village in a preemptive strike.
- I will never bait a trap with genuine bait.
- If the hero claims he wishes to confess in public or to me personally, I
will remind him that a notarized deposition will serve just as well.
- If I have several diabolical schemes to destroy the hero, I will set all of
them in motion at once rather than wait for them to fail and launch them
successively.
- I will not procrastinate regarding any ritual granting immortality.
- Mythical guardians will be instructed to ask visitors name, purpose of
visit, and whether they have an appointment instead of ancient riddles.
Those who helped create the Top 100 List have kept their positions of honor.
Those who were originally let into Cellblock A are still languishing away. But
I still feel the need to reward the new contributors. If I ever become an Evil
Overlord, the following people will be granted corporate suites in my dungeon
and receive a diet of homemade bread and pure spring water.