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Ugh. It took me forever to find a decent place to crash. Who designed this place? It's built like a labyrinth, and this is coming from someone who's from L.A. And I can't believe I'm stuck with text for the time being. I need to find a webcam... or at least a microphone. It's just not the Dr. Horrible Blog Experience Extravaganza without musical accompaniment. Or my commentary. It's like the most important part of the blog.
So, yeah. Anyway. Introduction time.
Greetings, people of Manhattan! Or, at least, that's what I'm assuming this place is, if all the building wreckage and Statue of Liberty with its head missing is any indication. If the wonderfully diverse rainbow of... beings... that are posting on this stripped-down version of the internet (Some of you aren't even human. And no Google? Seriously?) are any indication of the surviving population here, then I'm pretty sure you're already familiar with the whole bad guy thing. Well, guess what? You're getting a new one. Prepare for a villain the likes of which you've never seen before!
For I am Dr. Horrible! And I have a PhD in horribleness!
Yes, that's the catchphrase. No, don't say anything about it. Unless you're willing to suggest a new one. And even then I may not listen. Because I'm horrible.
Except, you know, all my stuff's missing. Lab equipment, freeze ray, Wonderflonium supplies (I had just stolen that, too), my humongous evil-overlord chair... it's all gone. So you're going to have to wait before I can get back on the ball again.
Not that any of you probably mind or anything. Every second that passes that I haven't begun my reign of terror is another second you can live your lives... not... in terror. Wow, that metaphor fell flat pretty fast.
So yeah. Hi.
So, yeah. Anyway. Introduction time.
Greetings, people of Manhattan! Or, at least, that's what I'm assuming this place is, if all the building wreckage and Statue of Liberty with its head missing is any indication. If the wonderfully diverse rainbow of... beings... that are posting on this stripped-down version of the internet (Some of you aren't even human. And no Google? Seriously?) are any indication of the surviving population here, then I'm pretty sure you're already familiar with the whole bad guy thing. Well, guess what? You're getting a new one. Prepare for a villain the likes of which you've never seen before!
For I am Dr. Horrible! And I have a PhD in horribleness!
Yes, that's the catchphrase. No, don't say anything about it. Unless you're willing to suggest a new one. And even then I may not listen. Because I'm horrible.
Except, you know, all my stuff's missing. Lab equipment, freeze ray, Wonderflonium supplies (I had just stolen that, too), my humongous evil-overlord chair... it's all gone. So you're going to have to wait before I can get back on the ball again.
Not that any of you probably mind or anything. Every second that passes that I haven't begun my reign of terror is another second you can live your lives... not... in terror. Wow, that metaphor fell flat pretty fast.
So yeah. Hi.