[What's making all this noise? At first it seems to be one of those maintenance robots, if an oddly-shaped one... but after further appraisal, the noise is in fact coming from what it's carrying: a remarkably large red book, which appears to be.... quivering in righteous indignation?]
Put me down! I'm an Overlord, you idiot! I'm not baggage! I don't consent to this!
II. Super Battleship Yoshitsuna is here!
[With a commanding gaze, a book surveys the seemingly endless number of ships filling the yard -- and doesn't appear to be happy doing so. Its scowl is practically visible from anywhere within the semi-enclosed space.]
Too small. Too stupid-looking. Too small. Too red. Not red enough. Too wussy-looking. Definitely inadequate. Too small. Not phallic enough. Too small. Too square. Probably copyrighted.
[The litany of complaints goes on and on, until at last the Overlord groans, slumping in exhausted dismay. None of these ships seem satisfactory! None of them are worthy of an Overlord, or at least, not an Overlord as awesome as he is! And he could try to program one, sure, but how could even this shipyard keep up with his imagination?]
[Then it occurs to Zetta... just what, exactly, is he standing on? (Or rather, floating slightly above.) He cracks open one eye, to appraise what actually isn't a platform... what is instead a very long section of a very long ship...]
Hya... Hyaaaha ha ha ha ha! This is it! This is perfect!
III. Netherworld Recruiting Agency
Tell us a little bit about yourself: I'm Zetta, the most badass freaking Overlord in the entire cosmos! Serving under me is a privilege extended to few demons in existence, but this is your chance to get in on the ground floor with supreme power by becoming my loyal minion! I --
Are you a leader or a follower? -- hey! I wasn't done talking yet! How dare you interrup--
What is your best feature? --iece of junk! I'll rip you apart! I--
Overlord Zetta | Makai Kingdom
Hey! HEY! HEY!!!!
[What's making all this noise? At first it seems to be one of those maintenance robots, if an oddly-shaped one... but after further appraisal, the noise is in fact coming from what it's carrying: a remarkably large red book, which appears to be.... quivering in righteous indignation?]
Put me down! I'm an Overlord, you idiot! I'm not baggage! I don't consent to this!
II. Super Battleship Yoshitsuna is here!
[With a commanding gaze, a book surveys the seemingly endless number of ships filling the yard -- and doesn't appear to be happy doing so. Its scowl is practically visible from anywhere within the semi-enclosed space.]
Too small. Too stupid-looking. Too small. Too red. Not red enough. Too wussy-looking. Definitely inadequate. Too small. Not phallic enough. Too small. Too square. Probably copyrighted.
[The litany of complaints goes on and on, until at last the Overlord groans, slumping in exhausted dismay. None of these ships seem satisfactory! None of them are worthy of an Overlord, or at least, not an Overlord as awesome as he is! And he could try to program one, sure, but how could even this shipyard keep up with his imagination?]
[Then it occurs to Zetta... just what, exactly, is he standing on? (Or rather, floating slightly above.) He cracks open one eye, to appraise what actually isn't a platform... what is instead a very long section of a very long ship...]
Hya... Hyaaaha ha ha ha ha! This is it! This is perfect!
III. Netherworld Recruiting Agency
Tell us a little bit about yourself: I'm Zetta, the most badass freaking Overlord in the entire cosmos! Serving under me is a privilege extended to few demons in existence, but this is your chance to get in on the ground floor with supreme power by becoming my loyal minion! I --
Are you a leader or a follower? -- hey! I wasn't done talking yet! How dare you interrup--
What is your best feature? --iece of junk! I'll rip you apart! I--