Legions of Terror

It's amazing how hard it is to recruit legions of terror when you live in a swamp. Especially when you're looking for sidekicks with real super powers instead of mere henchmen. I tried the henchmen schtick, equipped them with leech-enhanced weapons, and what happened? The Good Guys just take the leechbeam guns away and use them to bring me to what they call "justice"!

Is that fair?

Well, I guess it is in an ironic sort of way. But I'm going to do better, this time. Got one good candidate, interviewed well, and no goodie-two-shoes hero is gonna extract his spleen or wooba gland and use it on me, no sir.

Ow! My back.

Don't let anyone tell you that I haven't suffered in the name of science.

I'll get these leech enhanced spinal implants working one day, Doc Ock will be green with envy. In the meantime, I learned a valuable lesson in trusting quaint old cajun gentleman and their rustic swamp therapies.

Ow.

Luckily I keep my vertebrae numbered.