the Villain

A villain (also known in film and literature as the “bad guy”, “black hat”, or “heavy”) is an “evil” character in a story, whether a historical narrative or, especially, a work of fiction. The villain usually is the antagonist, the character who tends to have a negative effect on other characters. A female villain is sometimes called a villainess (often to differentiate her from a male villain). Random House Unabridged Dictionary defines villain as “a cruelly malicious person who is involved in or devoted to wickedness or crime; scoundrel; or a character in a play, novel, or the like, who constitutes an important evil agency in the plot”

There’s all sorts of Villains in our world, and the world’s beyond!
Like the Evil Genius
Mad Scientist
Dark Lord
Femme Fatale
Master Manipulator
Minions
the Enforcer or Right Hand Man
the Morally Confused
Traitors
the Mad Man
Usurpers
Tricksters
and the ever wonderful Evil Twin!!

How does on become a Villain? What was that straw on the camels back, the last nerve, that breaking point that made you go postal on countless innocents waiting in line for their five dollar Big mac combo, large sized, with a Diet Coke. What was it that caused all this horrific evil that you’ve unleashed upon the planet? Maybe it was building up for a long time. No, not since you spilled coffee on your nuts and locked your car keys in the trunk, Im talking way way way back, back to when you were a child, an innocent child who knew nothing but the monkey see monkey do’s in his or her life. Or was it that book you gave her when she was real young, or that pack of matches he “found” in your room.

Maybe it was something someone took from you that set off the evil! No, Im not talking about one’s virginity or someone’s life savings. Im talking the simple theft of your fish!!
The horrors of that day! “Can’t believe that bitch stole my fish, I think from this day forward I will become a Super Villain”. It could be as simple as that. But what if, what if its nothing you did, its just this deep dark hate that you have lusting in your heart, in your soul, this hate so intense that it lingers on the edge of your sanity, this hate so mind devouring that you can’t control the demons within. Than BANG, you release the fury upon all the countless sheep we call our people. “can’t control it” you call out, “the pain and voices tell me to release” it screams in your head, “agggggggg”! Tell them all that you Hate Sandcastles! They need to hear it!
Maybe it was competition that drove you over the top. What if your a child whiz kid in chess and you win match after match, years roll by and on your ninth birthday you enter a tournament. You waltz on in like you own the place and than some snot nosed brat hands you your first ever loss, than proceeds to catch your eye, stares you down, and with the most arrogant grin you’ve ever seen opens his mouth and says “Happy Birthday”. That right there would drive anyone to the brink of calm and push you over. And just like that, your a Super Villain. But, not only that, you know have an Arch Enemy! Get him.


I have a Nemesis out there, she’s (thats right, my Nemesis is a bloody girl) the most cunning evil entity in the universe. My good friend is sleeping with the enemy! Gad Zooks! She even entered my humble home in October with her ninja army, throwing her ninja stars at my guests. Good thing I was clever enough to erect (heehee) a forcefield around my friends. She is Snake Eyes to my Storm Shadow, she’s White Spy to my Black Spy, she’s Simon to my Garfunkle. She is evil incarnate. She is so evil, she makes hooliganism seem like a pride parade! She is so evil, I will not say her name, she has one of those names you don’t say, like Vol…ort!!  Thats a picture of her on the right, she’s breaking my wall with her mad ninja skills. “You owe me a new wall”.  But sooner or

later everyone will have a “nemesis” like I do. It just happens! She is Ralph (the Karate Kid) machicho to my Johnny (sweep the leg) Cobra.

So weather your a crazy “Evil” puppy eating Asian or a Psycho baby in the back seat of mommy’s mini van, chances are you will grow up, find a “nemesis” have a family, get a mini van of your own and become a Super Villain. This day and age, the percentage on becoming a Super Villain is seventy six percent!

VILLAINS…… beware. And kids, keep your cool, as everyone knows, if you rise to the top of Villainyhood, you become the biggest badass of them all.

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About jamisonboyle

Just a guy with lots of random thoughts that he'd like to share with the world. Thoughts so Awesome, it could crack the internet. Read at your own risk!
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One Response to the Villain

  1. “Bitch stole my fish” kid grew up to become Mr Glass.

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