DoofQuest- a Disney Villains Victorious CK2-Style Quest

The skies of Doofania burned as dozens of volcanoes belched out thick clouds of ash into the atmosphere, leaking their synthetic lava all over the streets. Dozens of robots styled after ancient hoplites patrolled through the streets, ignoring any civilians they may have conquered in lieu of their true prey: ants.

It all started on the day that Dr. Doofenshmirtz decided he needed to go out of town on a 'very important mission'. Seemingly overnight, gigantic volcanoes sprouted out of the ground, the hoplite bots emerged, and they set about taking over several production facilities to produce more of themselves, demanding that the workers forsake their previous Supreme Leader Doofenshmirtz in favor of the one who truly deserved to rule- Emperor Stanley!

This, to put it mildly, annoyed Ghengis Khan.

Khan had been on the trail of the capes he suspected to be operating in the area for weeks now, just as you'd told him, and had gotten several promising leads. However, Professor Von Drake had taken extra time with Ghengis to go over metaphor and slang, and so when his captured mooks informed him that his targets had 'gone underground' he unfortunately got the wrong idea.

Doofania's underground had turned from the boring mundane mire of bedrock and clay that most cities had into a labyrinthine array of tunnels crisscrossing subway lines and sewer pipes, all of them hewn from the rock without the use of heavy industrial machinery. Instead, it looked as if… they had been chewed out?

It wasn't until the fifth hour that the antborgs emerged. They were gigantic metallic monstrosities at least six feet tall, formed out of smooth purple and blue plates of metal, set in the configuration that almost, but not quite, resembled the rough biology of an ant. Instead of being purely robotic, each of these machines were in fact piloted by a single insect.

After flying home to Doofania and seeing the state it was left in, Doofenshmirtz had promptly retired to his penthouse and immediately fell asleep, having stayed up for the majority of the previous day on an incredibly stressful heist and declaring that "If they aren't hurting anyone then they can have their fun for eight hours. I'll re-conquer the tri-state area in the morning." Shego disappeared into one of the Tipton Hotels, not willing to make the trip back to Middleton just yet.

When Agent Russ and Francis pulled into town, Russ reacted to the sight with a resigned sigh. It was far too early in the morning to be dealing with this sort of nonsense, he had spent most of the night driving cross-country and checking over his shoulder to make sure the megalomaniacal android duplicate of a famous Vegas entertainer wasn't following them. It was only after crossing state lines that they managed to relax, and kill a bit of time discussing the finer points of nineteenth century operettas.

"Great googly moogly, what happened here?!"

"Supervillains." Russ replied after a moment.

"How do you-"

"You get a sense for these sorts of things. Any second now we're going to see-"

"Attention citizens of Nova Americum! It is your Emperor Stanley speaking!"

Russ raises a 'do you see?' hand as what looked like a marble-colored eagle drone soared overhead. "Please ignore the rampaging ant bots. My control over this city is as secure as that of Rome itself, and all shall respect the authority of your rightful Augustus!"

A passing giant ant announced a rival broadcast from a speaker tied to its back. "They're not ant bots, Stanley. You can tell from the way the black chitin crushes you underfoot." A monotone voice replied.

"Citizens, ignore the Bug Queen Lizzie! Her tactics proved ineffective in St. Canard, and they shall prove meaningless here! Your helpless formica will fall before the might of my Hoplites, just as Hannibal did!"

"Your demise will be slow. Do you know what ants do to their prey once they've captured it?"

"Your conquest will be no swifter! You will soon burn under my lava flows!"

"You mean the baking soda."

"Ooohh, I hate you so much! I may have had to cut back on Mt. Vesuvius with the baking soda, but you will still feel the wrath of my mighty legions!"

"Still not one of my weirdest missions. Come on Francis, let's see what the Good Doctor wants done about this."
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When Francis finally returns to his office, the first thing he does is put the handful of Sands Casino poker chips in his pocket on a shelf filled with other knickknacks. The second thing he does is call for a meeting of OWCA.

"Agents! I don't understand how this could've happened! We're… we're supposed to be better prepared than this! Unless…" Francis turns his gaze over the assembly of animals. "...I knew it. We have a mole in the organization."

"Not you, Agent M!" Monogram interjected just as the agent started to make squeaks of protest. "You know what I mean! A turncoat! A defector! A… wait a minute."

Realization dawned on the Major just as the outer wall to his office exploded, courtesy of a ten-foot antborg covered in shiny red plating.

"Agent A, how could you?!"

There was silence for a moment before the massive, ant-shaped robot pulled out a small 2x3 sign.

I'm tired of playing second fiddle to a bunch of vertebrates! It read, followed shortly by We outnumber you ten billion to one!, Queen Lizzie will be the one to lead us to the future, and finally not you, Francis!

"W-where did you get the-"

Stole them from Coyote. The ant replied. Farewell, bipeds! Next time, you will be crushed underfoot!

The gigantic cyborg lept from the 127th floor of the DEI building, slicing a Normbot in half as it descended. Not even ten seconds after it left, Dr. Doofenshmirtz stepped out of the elevator. "Okay, everyone! I got some sleep, now I'm ready to… what the heck happened here?!"

"Betrayal." Francis intoned ominously.
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What do you want to do?

[ ] Attempt communications (These two seem to have more of a quarrel with each other than anything else, you're just caught in the middle. Maybe one of them would see reason, leave town… or even enter your employ?)
-[ ] With Lizzie
-[ ] With Stanley
[ ] Attack (Forget about communicating, you just need to attack them! Sure, Shego's asleep right now, but the rest of you can probably do fine!)
-[ ] Attack Stanley
-[ ] Attack Lizzie
-[ ] Attack Both (Gives neither a chance to fortify, but will be much more difficult)

There is a one hour moratorium on voting.