[ ] Write-in: The Story of Buddy Pines
-[ ] Screw it. If your story is getting out, you'll tell it your way. Damn the consequences.
-[ ] "You mean my fling with Syndrome? The atrocities we committed together? The blood of hundreds I have on my hands and think of every. Single. Night?"
-[ ] Tell how Buddy Pines was brushed aside by Mr. Incredible, for reasons that made sense; he was a kid playing dress-up, not a hero. He was too full of himself, even then, to see it
-[ ] Tell how Buddy dedicated his life to revenge, to making the word "super" meaningless
-[ ] Tell how he won you over, with his honeyed words and promises, and how you and he led hundreds of desperate souls wanting to help to their deaths
-[ ] Tell how that culminated with his Syndrome Resistance, Mr. Incredible. How he was brought low and broken by you and him... and how he proved to you just how shallow it all was
--[ ] "Release me! NOW!" "Or what?" "I'll crush her." "That sounds a little dark for you... eh, go ahead."
-[ ] Speak of the guilt, the pain, the torture those crimes put you through every night... then look that bitch right in the eyes and say she's no different from Syndrome, because she will never understand what that's like. If anything, she's worse than he'll ever be with what she's done. So she can take her "holier-than-thou" schtick, shove it up her electric ass, and PISS. THE FUCK. OFF