instigation

by now you must realize that it was not a joke.
it truly is supervillain war.

this will probably not be the only time you hear about this. there's a 'buzz' going on, you just have to know how to look for it. but it is going on.
villains choose what to publicize. i may face the crosshairs for this post.

whatever.

what i do know, i will keep. only clues, as from the beginning, will you get.

eyes everywhere see
incensed, enraged, you lie
yours is the hero's path

villain's are a prideful sort. they boast, they claim, they terrorize.
it's all part of their schtick.
but in reality, it's all bunk.
what little they have is dramatically exaggerated.
and some villains have very, very little.

some are
very
very
little

there are upstarts in this arena.
charlatans, false-tongues, sheep in wolf clothing
they will have you believe in their villainy.
they will have you believe they are evil.

i say nay.
where once my support was cast to villainy at large, it has retracted.
i will keep my company with whom i choose.
and i choose no longer to smile curtly while shit spews from hero-turned-villain-turned-hero mouths.
heroes, as you all know, lack a certain.. class.
they proselytize, because they want you to drink the punch (SEE: Jonestown)
evil. pfft.
what you know of evil i could fit into a shoebox with enough room left over to fit what happened the last time a 'villain' dare show his ass (re: the 'real' baron terror). you know of evil.
but you are not evil.

i pierce through the mirage.
i see more than i let on.

and you see less than you say you do.

next time you decide to 'team-up', you'll have to stick to your fellow taser mules.
villainy remains forever.

you are also an ass-hat.


-aw

Define: Villain

Have we not been through this?

Go back, you will see, if you're alcohol soaked brain can figure that out.

Let me redefine, explain, extort, and more.

Wait, nope.

I don't make plans.

Villains don't make plans.

I'm not RLSV.

You can keep that title.

There are those with it, whether self-appointed or forced upon them, who hold it with greater esteem than I could ever dream to live (or die) up to.

I am Agent Wraith.

You're not.

It is preposterous to think that any One of you could hope to understand the level on which my brain operates. I can't figure it out, either. I'm not being condescending. You may have a good (evil) idea, but you really have none. Not a single clue.

All my rants.

All my rambling.

Was for nothing.

You have nothing.

No one is worse off for it.

You know that.

If you don't, I'm sure you will tell yourself whatever you need to sleep at night.

I define nothing.

You can stop now.

There will be no more plans.

This is the end.

-Agent Wraith

p.s. World Events.. you will see. Just open your EYE.

Relevant

Insanity.