#rlsv

the them

just too silly not to draw lol, i love the dichotomy between these two's respective portrayals of each other

definitely not my usual MO, drawing a supervillain, but in my defense...Umbra's cool

also, this was supposed to be a quick doodle.

The Commonwealth Villain Collective is an organisation that is home to the finest RLSVs from all over the British commonwealth of nations, on occasion it has been known to have honorary members from outside of the commonwealth but these are very rare cases.

Founded in January 2016 by Felix Archibald Smith, Accalon Rose, Lord Mole, Cammy Kazi and Michele Peveri.

The CVC are known to operate within the RLSV/RLSH community most notably online, keeping tabs on and acting as foils for heroes and villains alike, they have a presence and style unmatched by any other organisation and are amongst the most private and secretive when it comes to plotting and scheming.

They are an organisation unlike any before them, adding a touch of professionalism and colour to the whole villain and hero community.

So, yesterday I received a call from a producer for the Judge Mathis Show in Chicago.  They're offering to handle my small claims lawsuit against my exfiancee.  All expense paid trip to Chi-Town, all food, travel, and hotel: paid.  Two days there, and the first would be just going around town and blowing money (on their budget, that is).  I would get paid for having the lawsuit filmed, chopped, edited, and scripted for viewer consumption.  (Producers actually have people go through national small court claims lawsuits and look through "suitable candidates" who have a history together.

My life, a regular soap-opera.  My ex would be whichever character-of-the-week is possessed by Satan, and I'd be the idiot who is still in love with her.

And the producers would have us on set for 20 minutes, and would basically have free will to do whatever they wanted with us.  To look up our pasts, broadcast our mistakes.  If I were to win, they would pay me a cash settlement within 30 days and work with my ex to make sure that her credit isn't more screwed up than it already is.

It doesn't matter what I do, she'll still view me as a fucking asshole and will still try to dismantle my life because I wanted to leave her and betrayed her trust.

Well, I can't do it.  As much as I hate to go to court again, and as much as I'm probably gonna look like I want to grab the nearest garbage can and puke in it (again), I have to get my stuff back.  The producers would give me money if I were to win (God willing).. but this isn't about money.  I had to leave behind some very valuable things, and I'm sorry to say but 10 minutes to grab all your belongings with the threat of being arrested if you go over the 10 is bullshit.  My grandfather didn't spend the last 10 years of his life battling and losing to MS at the McChord VA hospital just so some unstable, retaliatory ex could sell the coin collection that he started.  Same goes for my dad's model car collection, cufflinks, and telescope.

Secondly, if we were to go onto Judge Mathis, I couldn't have the producers place her in a Chicago turd-world roach motel where all the other hookers hang out.

Thirdly, I mentioned that she has Borderline Personality Disorder, prone to anxiety attacks.  That didn't sit well with them.

I would prefer that she keep the bed, just because those things are a bitch to fumigate, and she's probably used it since I got kicked out.

If I were to go forward with this, maybe I could find out if she really did model undies for a Victoria Secret fashion show in Chicago.  Or maybe that was just a fabrication, like so many other stories of hers.  (Yes, because people totally get promoted from Private to Staff Sergeant within the span of a year of joining the Army).

Aside from that stuff, I've started to receive prank calls from area code 222, with the person or recording on the other end speaking Spanish.  My guess is Lord Malignance, since he's wanted to fuck her since last year, and sent her $100 addressed solely to her back when I was unemployed.  Really, if you're gonna send someone money, and they're in a relationship.. have a little fucking respect.  So-and-so AND Family.  Mr. So-and-so and Ms. So-and-so. 

And because, really.. it lends SO MUCH CREDIBILITY to someone who claims that I beat her up constantly, to have "real life supervillain" buddies prank call me.  *claps slowly*