Righteousness need not equate to goodness.
Sometimes, heroes are useless. Sometimes you need a villain.
Doctor Dire is that villain.
Born to strife during the darkness of the Y2K outage, the woman known only as Dire set forth against a cruel and often-horrific world with her genius, her will to survive, and a burning need to bring justice against the malefactors that the heroes couldn’t or wouldn’t touch.
It is a hard life, and the foes arrayed against her are legion. To those that oppose her, every clash is a terrifying struggle against a resourceful, smart, and powerful foe.
But for Dire, it is Tuesday. Still, no victory is ever won without cost, and a supervillain’s ways and methods often lead to sorrow.
Her adventures have taken her from —–
<>Signal lost, interdimensional corruption detected<>
<>New Signal Detected<>
AH, SO THIS IS WHERE DIRE’S UNSEEN WATCHER HAS BEEN LURKING. SHAMELESS VOYEUR! KNOW NOW THE WRATH OF DIRE!
TCH. TYPICAL. THAT’S RIGHT, YOU BETTER RUN. AH WELL, TIME TO CLOSE THIS BREACH BEFORE…HALF A MINUTE. SIGMA, WE’RE GETTING A SIGNAL. LOOKS LIKE A CRUDE SOCIAL NETWORKING APPLICATION?
WHY NOT ARMBOOK, OR BUTTBOOK, OR WHATEVER? AS LONG AS WE’RE STAPLING THE WORD BOOK TO RANDOM ANATOMICAL BITS. SHE MEANS, LET’S BE CLEAR HERE, THIS NAME WAS CHOSEN BECAUSE ITS CREATORS DIDN’T GIVE A CRAP. IT LACKS GRANDEUR. CLEARLY THEY DIDN’T EXPECT TO SUCCEED ON THE SCALE INDICATED BY ITS INFRASTRUCTURE.
WAIT, WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE’RE LIVE?
CRAP. SIGMA, KILL THE SIGNAL BEFORE WE GET THE LOCAL THREE-LETTER-GOVERNMENT AGENCY ON OUR ASSES.
WE’RE TRYING TO GET RID OF INTERDIMENSIONAL SPIES, NOT ATTRACT MORE.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’LL TAKE AN HOUR? GAH, FINE. FINE.
*AHEM*. GREETINGS, ALTERNATE DIMENSIONAL BYSTANDERS. YOU ARE IN THE PRESENCE OF DOCTOR DIRE.
TREMBLING IS OPTIONAL. SO, WHO WANTS A MONOLOGUE?