"We will become an unstoppable force that no one will be able to... stop!"
— Hector Con Carne, Evil Con Carne
"Your name is Mr. Scruffles, your Legion is a bunch of B-list villains, and your secret lair smells like fish."
— Jenny, My Life as a Teenage Robot, "Legion of Evil"
Doctor Sivana: "We've got a big job for you, Ibac. I'm putting the Monster Society back together again. This time, we're going to take those three little costumed trolls that have caused us so much grief over the years, and kill them. That's just for starters."
Ibac: (grinning) "Count me in."
Ibac: (grinning) "Count me in."
Aboard a grotesque spaceship that bore the features of its maker, the two greatest foes of Superman had made a gathering. Brainiac had to perform a slight tesseract to get all of them in. Even so, both he and Luthor knew that many still remained on the five Earths they had taken them from. There was only so much capacity.
The living computer spoke.
"Our foe, the Anti-Monitor, has fled or has died. Not even I can detect his presence, either in our universe, or in his. My calculations must be true. The Crisis he created is over. But great unsettlement remains. We all crave power, for various reasons. Now is the time to strike. Not even the heroes of the five remaining Earths can withstand our combined power."
Not all of those who listened to Brainiac nodded, but most knew the truth of that. Super-villains outnumbered super-heroes by a factor no one had yet calculated. If they all struck at once, in coordinated effort, little could be beyond their grasp. Better yet, within their grasp might be the lives of those heroes who had opposed them, defeated them, imprisoned them.
The living computer spoke.
"Our foe, the Anti-Monitor, has fled or has died. Not even I can detect his presence, either in our universe, or in his. My calculations must be true. The Crisis he created is over. But great unsettlement remains. We all crave power, for various reasons. Now is the time to strike. Not even the heroes of the five remaining Earths can withstand our combined power."
Not all of those who listened to Brainiac nodded, but most knew the truth of that. Super-villains outnumbered super-heroes by a factor no one had yet calculated. If they all struck at once, in coordinated effort, little could be beyond their grasp. Better yet, within their grasp might be the lives of those heroes who had opposed them, defeated them, imprisoned them.
The Joker: Your city is under attack by Gotham's greatest criminal masterminds! Including... Riddler! Scarecrow! Bane! Two-Face! Catwoman! And let's not forget Clayface, Poison Ivy, Mr. Freeze, Penguin, Crazy Quilt, Eraser, Mime, Tarantula, King Tut, Orca, Killer Moth, March Hare, Zodiac Master, Gentleman Ghost, Clock King, Calendar Man, Kite Man, Catman, Zebra-man, and the Condiment King!
[Beat]
Hostage: Okay, are you making some of those up?
The Joker: Nope. They’re all real! Probably worth a Google.
[Beat]
Hostage: Okay, are you making some of those up?
The Joker: Nope. They’re all real! Probably worth a Google.
