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DoofQuest- a Disney Villains Victorious CK2-Style Quest

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weredrago2 said:
The DVV Gridlocked map, full-size. Done by yours truly.
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Can you add a little blob of color next to each name. I was never good at naming colors and as such cannot for the life of me tell who owns what. (Except for a couple.)

Maybe break the map up so that each territory is by itself?

Edit: I edited the map so that each territory was cut out and by itself on a white background but I am unsure how to upload pictures without using another picture site. (Kinda like if you spread out a puzzle in parts on a white table top)
 
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Two possibilities exist:

Either the AI is rudimentary and unable to pass the Turing Test, in which case Ray might actually be able to out-Sinatra Sinatron

Or it's true AI, in which case whoa, this chip is worth way more than I expected.
 
So, someone has to ask the real question. How does being inside the enemies base with a fake, fake Frank Sinatra, when the real fake Frank Sinatra appears in the base rank in Agent Ross' strangest missions?
 
Habstab said:
By distraction, you mean Royal Pain and the rest of Shego's goon squad? Because, I'mw pretty sure most of her guys aren't going to be much us if Syndrome decided to give robo Frank built in weapons and made him as tough as a Omnidroid.
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Firstly, robo-Frank is smaller than the big Omnidroids, so he's probably less powerful. Secondly, one of Shego's goon squad is a technopath. I don't know what a technopath can do to a self-aware robot, but it probably isn't pretty.

Shadowhisker said:
Wow. If Frank Sinatron was planned out by MiH before the heist plan was made, then we picked near the worst plan possible with Ray Liotta as Frank Sinatra. Seriously. Wow. This is hilarious.
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Well yes and no. On the one hand, the plan is bad in that as soon as the enemy realizes that "Sinatra" is in two places at once, they'll realize something has gone horribly wrong. On the other hand, the plan is good in that until the enemy realizes that "Sinatra" is in two places at once, our Sinatra impersonator has much more free license to move freely than would otherwise be the case, because the guards already expected to see someone who looked like Frank Sinatra wandering around backstage.
 
Made in Heaven said:
You are Shego, undisputedly the most powerful cape in Middleton, CEO of Drakktech, and one more polite comment away from incinerating whoever next implies that you're dating Danville's resident mad pharmacist. Surprisingly, the infiltration of the gala has gone off without a hitch so far, something that you're mildly surprised by. You figured that the diseased lunatic from Danville's idea of a heist would be to build some incredibly ostentatious contraption with an idiotic name, aim it at the hotel, and attempt to extort something petty out of everyone inside.

Instead he seems to have set up an actually competent heist team complete with a trained agent and a tech guy who wouldn't fumble the details. The woman talking over the comms didn't sound familiar but you were certain this wasn't her first rodeo. Mentally, you raised Doofenshmirtz up a few notches in the potential threat and/or ally category. Quite frankly you really hoped it was the former. Even if he was managing to present himself at the gala as less than completely incompetent.

Whatever else you could say about Syndrome- murderous bastard, psychotic bigot, idiot with no sense of fashion- at least he didn't skimp on dinner. Every dish you had tried so far was five star, from the oysters Rockefeller to the wagyu beef. If you were already planning on taking him for everything he owned, maybe you should expand that to poaching one or two of his chefs as well. You chuckle to yourself. After all, you already had.

As the waiters start to clear away the last of the plates, you glance across the room to see if everyone is in position for phase two. Gwen Grayson nods back to you at a nearby table. She was, well, a royal pain to get to come, but that 'scholarship money' was well spent. Gwen knows who hires most of her graduates, and besides, the mysterious principal of Sky High is always one for a good party.

The lights go down as a very familiar figure walks out on stage to be met by thunderous applause. That awkwardly disproportionate body with the ridiculous slab of a chin, the ludicrous flaming hairstyle held up by a gallon of hair gel, and a smarmy expression enough to nearly make you throw up, it's all unmistakable. This is the man of the hour. You can't help but fantasize about firing a plasma blast strong enough to melt through his skull. It would be easy, nobody would expect it, and with him dead the company would be primed for a takeover… but no. For starters that would make him a martyr, causing more weak-minded idiots to flock to his 'anti-cape' cause, and more importantly it would get you elevated from 'major threat' to 'psychotic butcher' with one hell of a price on your head.

"Ladies and gentlemen! I'd like to thank you all for coming to the gala tonight!" Oh boy, here we go. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if Syndrome just said that one sentence and got on with the show, but he just won't. Stop. Talking, Blah blah blah, Kronos Corp is the future, blah blah blah, I'm so great, everyone look at me, tell me how awesome I am, my ego demands it! Ugh. Just shut up already and get on with the show! You tune out the endless self-adulation and platitudes and relax as your team gets into position. You deserved a few minutes of relaxation at least before you got on with the plan.

You took another sip of your complimentary martini, trying to drown out the omnipresent drone of the man's voice. He really liked to listen to himself talk- you were approaching five minutes with no sign of stopping. Out of sheer boredom you called for a comm check again, just to make certain that everyone else was in position once the chaos started. Unexpectedly, everything is going off without a hitch. The Doof's team should be back on the gala floor any minute now.

Oh, finally. An utterly mind-numbing length of time later, Syndrome finally got it in his head that he should shut the hell up and give the people what they came here for.

"...and that is why I'm pleased to announce that the brand new Sands Hotel and Casino is officially open for business! Nineteen years after the date of its closing, the Sands finally returns to Vegas! And what sort of opening would this be without the appearance of a very special guest?"

Here you actually sit up in your seat a little. This information was so utterly secretive that neither you nor Doofenshmirtz's infiltrators were able to turn up anything whatsoever as to the identity of the mystery guest.

But now, he finally makes his appearance. Dressed in sharp shined shoes, pinstripe suit, black fedora somehow still being pulled off all these years, and a smile like the happiest shark in the world. A gasp goes up from the crowd.

"That's right! Debuting back at the Sands for the first time in decades: everyone's favorite singer… Frank Sinatra!"

...what?

Several words come over the comms. Most of them aren't repeatable in polite company.

You hear a sort of high-pitched keening noise coming from 'Mr. Damask', and it suddenly dawns on you how this might become a problem. Honestly, their plan wasn't that bad- how the pharmacist was able to call in a favor from Ray Liotta was something beyond your understanding, but it all looked like it would work out on paper.

But the man on stage was definitely not Ray Liotta.
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That's Life.
 
So how much do we owe Ray for helping us anyway, cause I would like to pay him back for helping us get the chip, and for not being able to perform.
 
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Sinatron Adventure 2: Escape from the Sands Casino
  • Apocrypha
    • Sinatra Adventure 2: Escape from the City Sands Casino

    *Ray Liotta comes out on stage, having just retrieved the Palladium Chip*

    RAY: Whew! So far so good!

    *The Frank Sinatron bursts in from the other end of the floor, pointing dramatically at Ray Liotta*

    RAY: Hey, that's-

    SINATRON: That Frank Sinatra of all places!

    RAY: Ha! I found you! Faker!

    SINATRON: Faker? I think you're the fake Sinatra around here.

    RAY: You're comparing yourself to me?

    SINATRON: Heh. You're not even good enough to be my-

    *Liotta interrupt!*

    RAY: I'll make you eat those words!

    SINATRON: There's no time to play games! You won't even get the chance.

    I got inspired, and pounded out a quick omake based on a certain scene from Sonic Adventure 2. I've never actually played the game, but I know my memes.
     
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    • Well, I was wondering why the updates were reminding me of songs. Well, this will be exciting. Good luck men, we just need to have our guys show up on the floor just when Shego's troops show up to get out of this.
     
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