#altrulerdoof

[altevilgirl]

Haunted By The Lives That Wove The Web || a Vengeful Ghost AU with altrulerdoof

                                                  "I was a liar in every debate

                                                   I rule the forces that fueled your hate

                                                   When the cold in my heart leaves it comes to an end

                                                   And quietly I'll go to sleep"

The fear coursing through her body was almost unbearable; there were words being spoken, hums of machinery and growls of beasts yet Melinda could hear nothing but her own desperate heartbeats drumming in her chest and pulsating her ears- the last few heartbeats she'd ever be allowed to have, unless she found a way out of this mess.

A mess that started with her ambition; the overwhelming desire to depose the current evil dictator and become the ruler in his place had caused her to be captured by him, mercilessly interrogated for days. And when he finally broke her, got her to talk ... he sentenced her to execution by 'dooming'. Just like he had doomed countless others to be fed to a goozim over a pit of lava. Melinda's stomach twisted uncomfortably as she pondered which end would be less horrifying.

No, she commanded herself, you are not dying today. You can outsmart him and win. She glanced down at her aching body where blade wounds still shone bright red, courtesy of Emperor Doofenshmirtz's interrogation, and fought the urge to whimper; Melinda refused to appear weak again.

Heavy purple doors opened in front of her, a NormBot shoved her forward and, bound by large shackles on her waist, she had no choice but obey and enter the room. Her steps were hesitant and unsure, her hands were trembling with fear and even her worst nightmares didn't prepare her for the horror awaiting her inside the dooming pit: a giant furry monster with yellow eyes and teeth larger than herself, just waiting to be released from his cage and sicced on her. And underneath her the scorching lava gave the room a dizzying heat- no wonder only doomed people and robots ever entered. All color was drained from the girl's face and she felt a thick layer of cold sweat forming on her forehead.

A chilling, unmistakeable voice spoke high above her, making her nearly jump out of her skin. Melinda whipped her head around and immediately felt the need to shrink back and hide when she found herself staring at Emperor Doofenshmirtz (who was only watching her from behind a screen in a distant location, thank evilness). He stared back at her with that cruel smirk twisting his features and pure amusement in his one eye: she realized, with a pang of disgust, that he was going to enjoy every second of her murder. Just like he enjoyed every second of my interrogation. So she forced herself to hold his gaze, an expression of scorn stuck to her face that in no way let on how terrified she truly was.

Her eyes darted around the room as her brain fought against the heat and the pain and the gripping hold of the panic to formulate a plan. Doofenshmirtz gave the order to release the goozim and one NormBot moved forward and poked the beast with a 'stick' (that looked more like a goddamned spear if you asked Melinda) to anger it while another robot opened its cage. The goozim roared with such intensity that it sent Melinda reeling backwards and she had to shut her eyes to protect them from the incoming wind; she had mere seconds to live unless she found a way out, but locked in the dooming pit, shackled and flanked by countless NormBots, what could she do?!

Calm the beast, was the last desperate thought she had. Her fingers curled in a fist on the chain that attached to her shackles and she lunged herself towards the goozim in order to sooth it. She could've made it, she was going to make it if her leg hadn't given way underneath her, due to the enormous gash on her thigh left by the interrogation. "ACK!" She fell hard on the platform and winced; her previously broken body was screaming for relief from the pain and the heat from the lava was starting to affect her ability to think. She looked down and was faced with the bubbling lava that awaited if she fell of the platform. It seemed like an easier way out ... but no. She needed to fight.

In the split-second that it took her to try to get up the goozim pounced. Melinda screamed at the top of her lungs and protected her face with her arms. But from between the crooks of her elbows she saw it, right up there, in the distant screen ... Doofenshmirtz's gaze fixated on her, soaking up the show that was nothing but fun for him, and she was consumed by an overwhelming rage. The evil girl hated, d e s p i s e d the Emperor for the excruciating pain and trauma he'd put her through in the interrogation, no, the torture. And now this?! She was shaking with pure hatred, and it motivated her to keep going. It entranced her mind and left no more room for fear.

She rolled sideways, evading the pounce, and sprung to her feet. The adrenaline was doing a great job of masking her pain. Melinda bolted to the door, screaming defiantly, fully aware the room had a sound system transmitting to Doofenshmirtz. "You'll pay for this, Doofenshmirtz! YOU WILL PAY!"

Those were the last words Melinda ever spoke. Before she even made it to the (surely tightly locked) door the goozim sunk its sharp claws on her, piercing the flesh on her back. An inhuman shout of utter pain escaped her lips and she felt a warm gush of liquid - surely blood - running down her clothes and soaking the Dooferalls. And then, mercifully, the goozim bit her neck and its teeth went right through the jugular ... and all the pain and torment evaporated from her body at once as her heart stopped beating. She was dead before her body hit the floor.

Melinda had been executed and the last thing she felt was that ultimate hatred and the overwhelming need for r e v e n g e.

[altevilgirl]

Something wicked this way comes || Hogwarts AU || Ch 4 - The First Class

It had been a great start of the day. They pranked the foolish fifth year Gryffindors (hilariously, she might add) and she got a rare chance to use a stunning spell on Doofenshmirtz, leaving him unconscious in the hallways. Hah! He deserved it. By now some other student had probably reanimated him but she didn't care; the seventh year Slytherin girl walked to her classroom with a smug smirk on her lips and a lightness in her step that was uncommon to her. 

She entered the Potions classroom, located in the dungeons, and picked an empty seat by the very back of the room, next to two of her girlfriends, Annie and Gabbi, who were already partnered up; Melinda assumed she would sit with Mel whenever the other girl got there. She'll be late, I bet, she thought with an amused smirk, noticing it was almost time for class to start and Professor Snape would be there soon. 

Another lucky student managed to make it before their professor got there, causing Melinda to turn around on her seat and glance at the door to see who the newcomer was; her robe slid slightly down her shoulder with her fast motion.

[itsevilgirl]

"Why on earth are you dressed as a chick?"

"Heinz wanted us to dress up this Easter. There were no leftover sexy bunny costumes. The real question here is why aren’t you dressed like anything?”

[itsevildoof]

"You ate all of my chocolate?!"

"I-I swear I didn’t know it was yours!!" 

Heinz was panicking. Could he be doomed for this? Of course he could!! 

"I just saw this evil-looking basket filled with eggs and I thought … I’d just … help myself … to it … " he trailed off, gulping thickly. 

"S-sorry?" He opened a tentative sheepish grin as he hoped his counterpart was in a good mood. "Honest mistake, really!"

[itsevildoof]

"If I smiled more like you suggested people would mistake me for an easygoing happy fool, you dummkopf! I have an image to uphold. Smirks are much more becoming," he smirked widely, almost to prove a point.

" … Erm, right. But I-I still think it could work out! If you wanted to. Which I’m getting the sense that you, erm … don’t.”

He paused. “The smirk is pretty great though. Powerful stuff, other me, powerful stuff. … Do you actually know how to smile or can you just do the maniacal stuff?” What, it was a serious question! 

[itsevilgirl]

Gabbi's rendition of our Superhuman AU, A Great Power. Isn't she super talented? Let me walk you through the picture:

First we have Doof, who has mental powers of telekinesis and telepathy; there he is, reading someone's mind while using TK to move a cup. 

Next, there's me. I control the elements; I'm controlling the wind and creating a mini hurricane in my hands, while also using electricity to create some sparks. 

Then there's Heinz. His power is of invisibility, and you can see that he's in the middle of making himself disappear from the visible spectrum. 

Lastly, there's Melinda, with the ability of animal morphing. She can shapeshift into any animal she wishes to; like Heinz she's also mid-transformation, turning herself into an eagle. 

I hope you guys enjoy it! Big thanks to Gabbi for drawing it for us! 

[itsevilgirl]

Temptation (killing)

Temptation: I will write a drabble about my character giving in to a temptation they should stay away from. (You may specify.)

Melinda and Emperor Doofenshmirtz were backed into a wall, gripping their guns tightly and whispering tactical maneuvers at each other. They weren’t in as tight of a spot as it would appear at first glance, though; the battle they were waging was of one man against the two evil friends. The poor sap never stood a chance.

For Mel it was truly a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. She’d gone to the second dimension to hang with her friend, and one minute they were crossing a street together and the next thing she knew a bullet was flying past her ear.  She really had no information at hand about the black haired man with the vintage revolver.  Mel didn’t know who he was or what he was fighting for; All she could tell was that he was against the Empire and had literally just tried to assassinate the Emperor himself.

It would have been easy for Doof to pull out his gun and shoot the man where he stood; Mel herself had witnessed her friend kill in such a manner before. But he had chosen to grab her arm and pull her behind a wall instead, where they were now hiding. He wasn’t the type of man who hid easily, and Mel started to question if there was more to this than met the eye. She was asking herself why he’d done that when he looked into her eyes with a devious smirk: “You should k~ill him,” he stated simply. 

Mel’s mouth fell open and she stared in utter bewilderment. “Are you crazy? No!! I’m not a killer, you know that!” Doof had been insisting she had the killer instinct within her lately; he was always spouting some nonsense about her wishing she could cross that line, about how she’d probably enjoy it. But then again, was it really nonsense? He was perceptive and knew her well … besides, two of her closer friends were known murderers and she didn’t have any problems with it. If you’re so comfortable with us doing it you’re obviously not entirely against it, he’d told her time and time again. The evil girl shook her head vehemently, to which her friend rolled his one eye and argued: “I know you want to!”

"Doof, no!" she was firm. "I’m not going to kill him, give it up!" Was it even worth arguing with him? Apparently it was. The Emperor slipped around the wall and fired a shot; as soon as Mel heard it she holstered her gun and went after him, smiling brightly, happy that the subject had been resolved. "See? It was much better for you to do it yourse- " The smile froze at the sight of the man on the ground, alive and well, with only a gunshot wound to his thigh. "Wha … " she started to ask when Doof raised his hand to silence her.

"I’ll tell you what, Mel,"  Doof smiled the smile of a strategist and shot the man in the other leg. It became darker and more delighted when the man cried out in pain and croaked out a ‘please’. Mel stood impassively and watched, evaluating the scene with a calculating look. The Emperor was obviously up to something. Doof continued in a lighthearted manner, as casually as if they were planning a game of cards: "Our li~ttle traitor of the Empire can’t go anywhere now. He’s not an imminent threeeat, but don’t you want him gone?" He walked over to Mel, gently cupped both of her hands together and pushed the handle of his Sig Sauer into them.

"What are you doing? I told you, I’m not a killer!" She tried to hand him the gun back but he simply took a step back and raised his arms in a surrendering motion. "I mean it, Doof,” she narrowed her eyes. But did she? She glanced at the black haired man on the ground. He would’ve assassinated her best friend! Mel felt a wave of disgust and rage rising to her throat; he deserved to die, that much was obvious. Still, she was no murderer …

"It’s okay Mel, you can do it. We’re all eeevil, no one is going to judge you … " Doofenshmirtz said softly, which in and of itself was a huge sign that he was manipulating her. She knew it, too, knew that he was playing her … and yet the temptation to let her finger slip to the trigger was growing.

"N-no … " she said almost absentmindedly, entirely lacking her previous conviction. Her eyes were locked with the black haired man’s now, and she was seething. How dared he try to kill Doof? And he went against the evil Empire too! He was probably one of the good guys! Slowly - without even realizing what she was doing - she started to raise the gun to her chest level, keeping her arms stretched in front of her.

Doofenshmirtz was barely moving now, not wanting to spook her out of her resolve; his one eye watched her every move, silently encouraging her to take the shot, to ‘be more evil’ as he would say. His anticipation grew at the thought of winning the game, of finally turning her into the killer he thought she deserved to be. Mel’s green eyes held a fierce hatred and his lips formed a smirk at the sight of that.

To him, he was winning. To her, it wasn’t a game. She wasn’t listening to his reasoning anymore, wouldn’t let him prey on her logical mind. Perhaps … perhaps it really had nothing to do with him. Whatever force had compelled her to raise the gun was coming from inside of her; it came from a place of her own darkness, one she so feared that even though she was proud of being evil she tried to keep that side of her pushed and caged deep down, pushed so deep she’d hoped it would never come out. Because being evil was one thing … being a murderer for no reason was taking it a step further. Yet the longing was there, making her consider it, making her hesitate, making her keep the darned gun steady.

Doofenshmirtz was still watching, practically looming over her; was he a guardian angel leading her to the path of most evil happiness or was he a devil who’d forever change who she was? Could he even change what was already there? The black haired man was still pleading and Mel addressed him for the first time.  “Why did you do this?”, she asked, keeping her tone cold and unattached. Attachment was the last thing she needed right now. “T-to free us from his dictatorship,” the man confessed. Despite his stutter he had sounded confident, proud of himself for fighting for freedom. He was truly waging battle against her best friend and against evil itself. That sealed his fate. Melinda scowled, spreading her feet apart to give her a more stable stance and aiming the gun between his eyes. She didn’t dare second-guess her decision anymore, she couldn’t! It was too late for him, and maybe for her. Her delicate, manicured index finger coiled around the trigger and pulled it.

BANG.

The immediate feeling was one of pure relief; neither bad nor good. Melinda was so overwhelmed that she didn’t even notice Doof smirking with satisfaction, giving himself a metaphorical pat in the back for baiting her like that. She blinked slowly, feeling a faint hint of excitement; now she could only hope the feeling would last more than a second, that it would never vanish into self-doubt or worse, remorse.  

[itsevilgirl]

altrulerdoof said: I’m waiting. *narrows his eye*

Oooh, I didn't mean to keep the Emperor waiting, my bad! *playfully sticks her tongue out* I'll get to them as soon as possible, I promise.