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Age: vaguely 20s
Gender: Fanshionless Femboy
Height: Short Enough That I’m Afraid to Measure
Length: Short Enough That I’m Afraid to Measure
I am me; a mad scientist supervillain. More specifically my name is Dr. Alex Erkon. Or is it? Could that just be an alias to protect my identity as a member of the deep state? Is it actually a meaningless sound I think sounds cool? Might I actually just be a bored undergraduate? Who knows!?
I enjoy long walks on the beach and world domination. The only thing greater than my interest in all the sciences is my extreme mental stability. I have been diagnosed with Science-Related Memetic Disorder and my insurance doesn’t cover the medication. Hence I have a compulsion to do mad science, laugh nefariously, and replace all the light switches in my home with dramatic Frankenstein-esque blade switches. I have 36 doctorates and a Ph.D. in evil. Also my main specialty is biology.
I am a ‘pataphysical anomaly. Basically, if you read all the mad scientist-related tropes on TVTropes.com, that’s my superpower. I have unrealistically broad scientific expertise, but also have selective memory based on the needs of the plot. I can routinely break the laws of physics and logic to create doomsday devices and other McGuffins.
However, it is virtually impossible for me to actually win against protagonists. But I also can’t be defeated permanently as I am a recurring character! I usually just make a quick getaway while laughing maniacally. Even if I do somehow die, that just gets retconned so I can return as the next villain of the week.
I’m also a queer-coded villain. I used to be a super straight masculine manly man full of manliness, but as soon as I committed my first evil scheme I was transformed into an unambiguously gay femboy. Beware the flamboyant villain pipeline.
Lately I've mostly just been writing blog posts about science and doodling.
Superhero; "This is the third atrocity this week! You won't escape this time, doc!"
Hopelessly gay mad scientist leaning against a Doomsdayinator™; "um, yeah, so you come here often?"
Stupid, handsome secret agents sneaking into my lair with their impractical sexy black suits and their dumb suave accents and foiling my silly little plans and seducing my female minions and always getting the girl. WHY CAN’T HE GET ME FOR ONCE?
If you graph badassery against the ability to have sex; the line raises steadily until after the Chuck Noris point where it just drops off a cliff.
I call this the "Erkon Virginity Phenomenon", which describes how extreme badasses stop being able to get laid because women fear their size and/or they’ve transcended the very need for sex.
This is why I’m still single. Totally.
“So our first date was at the bank so I could show him my new science project.”
Therapist: “Okay… and that’s when your boyfriend hit you?”
“Yes! Then he dropped me in a jail cell and flew away! It’s like he doesn’t even know we’re dating.”
Therapist: “Wait…”
I'm married to science!
i mean, i'd rather be married to the hero or a hot lab assistant but science is fine too i guess
Evil inator #69: the GAYinator™®!
This doomsday device will INFECT EVERYONE IN THE WORLD WITH HOMOGAY! With no more heteronormative relationships the birth rate will plummet causing the END OF THE WORLD (eventually)(probably)
Why? BECAUSE I'M EVIL! MWAHAHAHA! and definitely not so I can smooch that superhero I have a gay crush on
Edit: Even a concentrated blast from the GAYinator™® had no effect on the superhero?! 🤨😳 Anyways, then they just threw it into the sun so no gay apocalypse unfortunately.
Is it normal to have pet names for all my nemeses? Mr. Inhuggable? Agent Hunk? Schwuper-Duper-Bear?
Oh, shit, honey-bunny himbo-bimbo is attacking my secret lair!
Stanley was probably my first modern OC, an ambitious roboticist whose curiosity (and perhaps a longing for constant improvement coupled with intrinsic self-doubt) gets him into trouble! What a silly lad!