Showing posts with label crazy bizarre silly science fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crazy bizarre silly science fiction. Show all posts

Friday, July 22, 2011

Top 9 Most Evil Rulers of the Universe

 Relative Destructiveness of Evil Rulers Chart

Shows comparison between most evil rulers in universe and our ex-evil ruler.

Although Earth is known for having some real bastards in positions of great power, we by no means have a monopoly on evil rulers. In fact recent intergalactic studies have uncovered some startling findings. It turns out that right outside our solar system lurk some heinous, sadistic, bloodthirsty and just downright not nice entities doing some horrific, blasphemous, unthinkable things to innocent beings who've never so much as thought about harming a Eulithian gralphlex spore (one of the most helpless and vulnerable, yet incredibly annoying living things in the universe).

#9. Almighty Dominator,
Axmurdoor Squeltch,
The mansquasher of Volumnox 12
His massive appendages are capable of crushing whole colonies of indigenous inhabitants of the planet Volumnox 12, with one devastating blow. And he’s got twelve of them, so we’re talking a lot of destruction here. He's also a butt-ugly sucker but that's no excuse.

#8. Exlaxothon Bllaargh,
Ingestor of Xykron, Defecator of Norkyx
Known to enemies as “The Consuminator” His massive gaping maw has a 12,000 ton capacity and his voracious consumption of all matter on his home planet will render his entire world shit within 10 to 12 years. He must then seek another world to ingest and Earth is the closest in range.

#7. Master of Cereblitese,
DeChevron Supreme (with Tekron)

Unbeknownst to the leaders of our world, he once considered consuming every drop of crude oil on Earth but Tekron talked him out of it because it would have been “Just enough to make him mad” and moved on to larger planets, thus saving the Earth from evolving into a perfect utopian society with no one resource that could be hoarded by evil forces and used to dominate all other inhabitants.

#6. Photosynthesizer,
Phytonomo Blooom,
Dictator and Tormenter of Vegetalis 5
This botanicorporeal life form has engulfed ninety percent of this massive green planet in the first 2 years of its existence. This garden salad of destruction threatens to destroy the known universe by flooding the emptiness of space with oxygen within his expected life span. This would cause the entire universe to become one huge firestorm destroying everything forever.

#5. Bogswich Clobbersmewkel Melcor-Phlarrynx
A Free agent terrorist who operates alone with no affiliate factions, yet manages to wreak havoc upon whole quadrants of space without ever being detected. His McGyver-like tactics are so cleverly thought out that, even as a solo act, he poses a real threat to the universe and our whole way of life, even as we speak.

#4. Cataclismycist, Garglax,
The Disruptive Abomination of Zenohelk
Probably the biggest asshole in the universe, this intergalactic bastard fouls up whole sectors of space just for sport, just for the hell of it, just because he damn well feels like it. “Oh Gee I think I’ll go incinerate 2 billion square light years of heavily populated space today.” Like it’s nothing. What an obnoxious little phlegm-ball.

#3. Intimidator General,
Splattermucous, Pukestupid,
Master Bumbling Fool and
Supreme Simpleton of Sector Seven

So utterly stupid is this so-called ruler, that he somehow gets himself wedged into a perfectly peaceful star-system and tramples everything in sight until whole civilizations are brought to their knees and have to comply with his unimaginably insipid demands. For example: He forced the Gentilectuals of Sedatoria to pureé all their women so he could guzzle them like a smoothie. Of course, they’re extinct now. Pukestupid uses the same principles of rulership as ex-president Bush, but on a much larger scale.

#2. Electrical-Torture King
Zapcrotch Chasmgrave
A morbidly sadistic ruler who takes pleasure in slowly chipping away at his victims in the most painfully drawn out and excruciatingly sadistic manner imaginable. There isn’t a soul in his sector of space that wouldn’t give his left testicle to see this scumsucker get a taste of his own medicine. Worlds cringe at the very thought of his evil-doing and if he ever decides to attack earth...Oh my god! Forget it. To be dead meat would be a blessing.

#1. Skeletruncheon Vääst
“the Galaxy Snacker”

Mindcrusher, Fearlord of Gargantua
So feared is this interstellar malevolence that no life form has ever come within ten thousand light years of his domain and had a relative, or even casual acquaintance, live to tell about it. Entire galaxies get caught in his teeth after he eats and the only reason the human race still exists is because we wouldn’t even be a threat to one of his eyelash mites!

Numbsain, Inc....where ever peculiar people copulate

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

The Adventures of
TAMPAX, MORON, PEPSI & BLISTEX 
Light Beings from the Distant Future
Episode 4: Pepsi & Blistex Come Out!

Pepsi: Greetings Tampax and Moron.

Tampax: Where have you two been? I noticed your enclosures were vacant.

Blistex: We... uh... had to step out... for some... reason...

Moron: What "reason" pray tell?

P: Uh... what Blistex meant to say was, we were conducting research.

B: Yes! Research! That is what we were doing! So you see, there is no need to suspect...

P: Enough, Blistex! Do not oversell it.

B: Oh no, I was just...

P: Blistex!!

T: Let Blistex speak. This sounds interesting.

P: IT WAS NOT INTERESTING! It was boring research, let it go, Tampax!

M: There is no need to escalate our thought projections, Pepsi. We are all advanced light beings here.

T: Some more advanced than others.

B: Excuse me? Just what are you insinuating, Tampon?

T: My designation is "TAMPAX" not "Tampon," BEESWAX!

P: Hey, hey, hey! No need for intentionally assigning erroneous designations, Tampax. Besides, Blistex and I are clearly the more advanced light beings.

M: The void you are, PAP SMEAR! Tampax and I make you two look like a couple of human beings.

B: How did you know about the human beings? Did you see us occupying them?

P: Oh Blistex you guileless buffoon, will you please shut up?!

T: AHA! So you were occupying human forms TOO!

M: SHUT UP, TAMPAX!!!

T: Oops! I, er, uh, meant the TWO of you...

B: Pepsi, they did it too! Did you hear that?

P: Blistex you blabber-brain, do you ever shut up?

M: ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT ENOUGH OF THIS! So we were all occupying human beings. Get over it. perhaps we should share what we have learned from the experience. Tampax and I occupied Angelina Jolie and Numbsain and experienced animal drives first hand. Which human beings did you two occupy?

B: We chose two very prominent and important figures of the era, I occupied the body of vice president Dick Cheney and Pepsi took on the corporeal form of a popular cultural Icon named Marylin Manson. And we too were unable to control our base instinctive urges to procreate...

T: WHAT!?
M: Are you serious?!

P: Oh, Blistex, you idiot... Ix-nay on the ocreation-pray!

B: What?

T: Psha-ha-ha-ha! AHA-HA-HA-HA!!

M: HA-HA-HA Hey Tampax, they are fancy light beings! HA-HA-HA! Dainty little chandelier lights! HOO-HOO-HO-HO-HA-HA-HEE-HEE!! How sweet!

B: What are you laughing about?

T: HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE HA-HA-HA-HA!!

(to be continued)
Adventures of Tampax & Moron
LIGHT BEINGS FROM THE DISTANT FUTURE
Episode 5—“Light Beings have Needs Too”



Moron: Tampax? Is that you? What has happened to you?

Tampax: Yes it is me Moron, I grew weary of my existence as a light being. I have taken on a corporeal human form here in the 21st century.

M: But why Tampax, you are a highly advanced life form, a superior entity. Why would you choose to downgrade to a previous evolutionary state?

T: Because, Moron, being advanced is not sexy. Evolution has made us boring and dull. We have lost touch with our most basic human qualities. Such as emotions and the ability to attract the opposite sex and procreate. We are so androgenous we can not even evoke chemical responses in each other. I wanted to experience sensuality, eroticism, love. You can not tell me you are not wildly desirous of me. You know you want me physically, Moron. Admit it.

M: Tampax, I am afraid you have made an egregious error. There is nothing desirable about the human form you have chosen. I regret to inform you that you are what is commonly referred to in the twenty first century as a battle ax.

T: What? You are joking, Moron. That is impossible. I did the research and found the most powerful and influential human female of the era. How could you not find me comely and irresistible?

M: Tampax, Tampax, Tampax. (sigh) You poor misguided entity. Human males are not attracted to the same things that human females are attracted to. Males want to be the dominant gender and they want a female to be submissive and obsequious, young and innocent, dumb and blonde. A powerful female is threatening to a male and not at all desirable. Especially an aged female such as the one you have chosen. I am no more attracted to you than I am to a spiny poisonous reptile. You are saggy and baggy, haggard and flabby. You appear to have been ridden hard and put away wet. You have the muscle tone and resilience of an old douch bag that has been baking in the ultraviolet rays of a nearby star. You are withered and grey. A double bagger. No spring chicken. You have a waddle and several chins. You are long in the tooth. Moth-eaten. Antediluvian. Elderly. Over-the-hill. Rickety. Decrepit. Dried up. Yesterday’s news. A wrinkle vendor. A crotchety old biddy. A senior citizen. To put it bluntly, you are a skanky, nasty, washed-up, shriveled-up, tore-up-from-the-floor-up, prune-faced, Depends®-wearing, I’ve-fallen-and-I-can’t-get-up-saying, one-foot-in-the-grave-stepping, liver-spot-having, great-granny-smelling, old hag, Tampax.

T: Oh Moron, how could you say all those awful things? You are truly a heartless, hateful entity and you have destroyed my self esteem, and confidence. You’ve diminished my self worth and devalued me as a woman. I thought I would be the most desirable female on this planet when I chose to take on the form of Hillary Clinton.

M: Oh Tampax, do not feel so bad. I will tell you a little secret. I almost chose my corporeal form by using the same criteria. Fortunately I read the historical document all the way to the end when he was caught on video tape sodomizing and then eating his own offspring, which was how far he had to go before his deluded followers finally realized how evil he was. Yes, I almost ended up taking on the corporeal form of George W. Bush.

T: But you did not. I have impulsively made the wrong choice and now I will never experience the joy of being a sexual plaything for males of my species. Oh Moron, what am I to do?

M: Well Tampax, you can always come back to the 60th century with me. We may be boring and overly evolved but we might be able to spice things up a bit.

T: But how, Moron?

M: Try something for me Tampax. Say: “I am a dirty little whore.”

T: I am a dirty little whore?

M: Ooh, that was hot! Say it again!

T: I am a dirty little sex pot whore.

M: Oh yes! That was good Tampax, you learn quickly!

T: Yes! Yes! I liked uttering those words. Take me you big brute! I am nothing but a dirty little two bit crack whore and I want it rough and hard all night long!

M: Yes! Take it all you little slut! Take every inch of my manhood you tramp! Let me see those big bodacious tatas of yours! Come on, back that ass up! Who is your pimp daddy?

T: You are Moron! You are!

M: YESSSSS! Yes! Oh... Yeah... You got that... right...whew... (yawn)...

T: Moron? Why have you stopped already? Can you please continue to verbally dominate me Moron? Please Moron... Now? MORON?

M: zzzzzzzzzzz... zzzzzzzzzz...

T: Moron, you are a pig!

M: Please Tampax, can you not see I am trying to commence my regeneration sequence here?