[
the camera is shaky, obviously being handled by someone who isn't familiar with it. the Supreme One looks annoyed.]
You
idiot you're holding it the wrong way. Just...stand next to me. Put it down.
Put it down.
Comprende?
[
the feed continues to shake and the Supreme One approaches it, setting it down somewhere stationary. she heads back to where she was originally standing. she looks different, her outfit has definitely changed and there's that hideous skunk hairdo of hers. her cabana boy stands next to her, for show, of course. take heed that he's wearing some sort of collar that looks pretty unstable. she made it out of random shit she found in the apartment.]
Well
hello City, it looks like you picked up the wrong woman and plopped her in the wrong dimension. Now, I'm all-too-familiar with time travel and dimensional rifts and yadda yadda yadda, but honestly, that's only okay if
I do it. You know,
me, the
Supreme One.
[
she glares, but continues, putting on some sort of sugary, commercial-esque voice along with a smile. bipolar? why yes.]
However, if you brought me here because your world is in
desperate need of a ruler, then you've come to the
right place. I successfully have taken over the world in
my dimension, and I'll be
happy if you sold your entire being over to
me. And if you refuse,
weeeell, guess I'll have to do things the hard way now, won't I?
[
a laugh, and she holds up a monkey idol body*]
Now, I found
this lying around in some kind of museum. I never thought there would be
duplicates, but if you do choose to go the
hard way, well then...
I'll just have fun taking over the world a
second time. Talk to you soon,
City.
[
she jabs her cabana boy in the rib to turn the feed off. he approaches it aaaaand...the feed ends.]
*ooc: yeah, it's not part of the real Tempus Simia, since it can't exist here. Shego only thinks it is.
(and remember, her feed is still untraceable I just...haven't been putting that in her comm posts recently.)