User blog comment:CaptainRustbolt21/Meet the Villains! / CONTEST!!/@comment-24953048-20170725190711

Ha, this'll be easy! I know what I'm doing!

Meet Godcat

''Creator is upside down in the Destroyer's tank head (a giant skull), trying to fix it. Destroyer of which is actually on top of said skull, in a deck chair, reading the newspaper.''

Creator: ...Destroyer, why are there chair holes here?

Destroyer: *whispering* ...He knows.

Short intermission of static

Creator: Sorry about that, what did you want?

"What do you two even do? What do you use? What HAPPENED to you?"

Destroyer: Oh, this is easy! Buckle up - this is gonna be a cat-astrophe. *insert comedy skit laughter here*

Creator: ...You forced that one out.

Destroyer: Yes I did!

Another short intermission of static

Creator: ...I forgot where we started.

Destroyer: So what do we do instead?

Creator: Oh, that's easy.

Destroyer: Really? ...Oh wait, I know your plan! ENGAGE THE MIXTAPE!

Insert comedic out-takes backed by a selection of music here.

Creator: Cut, cut! Moving on!

"What do you do?"

Destroyer: I blow things to bits, of course! I am the INCARNATION of death and destruction itself-

Creator: Before the kid who SPAWNS Death came along?

Destroyer: He looks interesting, I'll give him that. He'll make a nice henchman, if we can sway him.

Creator: Or her. He has a princess costume.

Destroyer: *laughing* Even better, humiliate him first!

Yet MORE static

"What do you use?"

Both: Our powers!

Creator: Easy, I make things from the scraps of things Destroyer breaks.

Destroyer: Obvious what I do - I raise ANYTHING to the ground! Oh, and did we mention -

Both: We both have TANKS!

"What do you aim to do?"

Creator: Well, I set out for a new home to inhabit, but... The rooms change too much, and the real world is... Clautrophobic...

Destroyer: ...I have no goals.

Creator: I'm the boss and I say you do!

Destroyer: *bleep*!

"Any last words to say?"

Creator: ...Yep. Destroyer?

Destroyer: Ready!

Their tanks rise from the ground, and they warp into them, charging their cannons.

Both: Cat-ch us if you can, "locked room gang"! *laughter, they fire their cannons*

''The cannon blasts destroy the camera. And the one recording, luckily the camera auto-finished right there.''