Dark Lord Contest #1

Hey guys, Kalaxir here.  And now for something completely different!

I have decided there are too many Dark Lords running about.  Therefore, I, the Dark Lord of General Nonsense will be hosting contests of elimination, which will happen on the last Saturday of every month from now on,  Now, let us see who chose to DIE tonight!

This is Ser'tesh'threll'shan, known across the Alpha Quadrant and the Outer Rim as Sertesh.  He is twice as strong as the Doctor and is wearing a cap made from vibranium which he bought from the Joker.  Now that I've irritated every popular sci-fi theme, feel free to note that he is the commander of a huge army of robots I defeated recently, who must earn back his army by winning this contest.

Our other contestant has decided to remain anonymous, but I met him at a science fair where he was selling this cool Tesseract on a stick.  Of course, it was on a stick, since it's a fair.*  He has wagered the secret of his invention to be given to me if he loses.  He shall be called Buford in the meantime.

3,2,1, To the Death!

Buford and Sertesh are equals with the sword, and it's quite a spectacular duel of villainy.  I keep wondering why Buford has a picture of a foot on his back, but I suppose all Dark Lords have their secrets.

Sertesh is forcing Buford around the arena.  Evidently he wants his army back.  But wait!  Buford has struck back, and broken Sertesh's sword.  The unknown I have called Buford wins!

Well, that army is mine now.  Ser'tesh'threll'shan is dead.  Thanks, whoever you are.  My work here is done. Now I must go and conquer the world. GOODBYE! MUHAHAHAHA!!!




*David's best joke of the day.