I hate this planet! Hate! Hate! HATE IT! As though being beaten by a bunch of tree-hugging, do-gooders wasn't bad enough -- now I'm subject to the humiliation of being bug food. I'm here minding my own evil business, when all of a sudden the ground opens up beneath me and this spider-filled nightmare cave appeared. I don't know what's in there, and I don't care. I just want off this filthy rock!
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Nooooooo!!! First my minions.....now my beautiful factory! Why??
What is all this senseless gadgetry anyway? What happened to my magnificent pollution and sludge? Mr. Musk will pay for this treachery.
YOU WILL ALL PAY THE PLATINUM PRICE!
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You missed me didn't you? No one can resist my exuberant style and uncanny charm. YOU THINK you stopped EbilCorp on my last visit...you foolish peasant! I was OBVIOUSLY just testing you. Letting you defeat me last time was just part of my master plan to distract you while my team assembled this gorgeous Varium Extraction Factory here in the Wasteland.
You will ALL pay for your lack of respect. I will suck your planet dry until the last crystal of Varium has been vacuumed out. Delta V will weep when I'm through with it. I don't even need your Varium, but it gives me great pleasure to know that you can't have it!!!
Tell me, what is that foul smell, is there a MUSK in the air?? Something stinks and it's certainly not my beautiful factory.
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Chairman Platinum (Version 2)
MINIONS! Where are my minions? You just can't buy good help these days. It would appear that my minions have taken the first flight off of this accursed rock -- or just took their masks off. I don't make it a point to get attached to the underlings. Maybe if I paid them more they would stick around...wow, now I sound delusional!
You'll pay for this insolence! I can still take on the lot of you with one arm tied behind my back! Oh...it's not tied, just broken (Is that bone?)
Now, stand still so that I can beat you. All four of you!
A man can have one great talent in his lifetime. I happen to have several, but one has always been making wise investments. Even if you've never heard of me or my company, rest assured I have my gloved fingers in many, many pies.
My old business associate Baelius has been rather lax as of late in making good on MY investment. Perhaps he forgets that I was his sole ally when his other backers turned? I've heard he's become a recluse, using MY money to fund his own diabolical research. I admire his deviousness and ruthlessness, but not his lack of >profits.
I strongly urge you to consider joining my interests. It could be very lucrative. For ME!