For those of you not in the loop, The Evil Plan is revenge. iloome convinced me to read Ultimates against my better judgement, and I spent the whole time reading wondering why I hadn't stopped yet, but without being able to stop staring at the train-wreck that is Ultimates. salmastryon also encouraged the plot, since iloome's BB left her with feels. But now, now my revenge is nigh. I have 56 pages of Evil waiting to be typed up that is specifically tailored completely and totally destroy iloome through feels. I pulled out all the stops, everything I know that will drive the stake home (well, except for vampires. Sadly, there are no vampires in this fic) and leave her with fatal feels. And best of all, she asked for it. I am delivering my revenge in the guise of her own making.
They say revenge is a dish best served cold. Well, iloome, this dish is officially cooling. Armageddon is creeping closer. It cannot be stopped. It lurks around the corner waiting to strike. And when it does, it will be glorious. It will be a day to remember, when Evil once again strikes fear into the hearts of fandom friends. So tread lightly, iloome. In the words of G'kar and N'toth, "You will know fear. And you will know pain. And then, you will die (of feels). <3" And don't worry, I have plenty of phoenix downs in case you don't make it to the end. That's what friends are for, right? XD
So in case anyone wonders about the mad cackling going on, yeah, that's totally why. <3