You stand on a beach.
The wind blows through your hair, and the scent of saltwater drifts through your nostrils. Gulls fly lazily in the air in search of a meal. To your left is the rocks that line the coast, and to your right is a cave, unexplored for centuries. To your back is the beach house where you spend the nights, and to your front, of course, is the endless ocean with the waves pounding against the shore. You think to yourself, this must be what it's like to achieve pure harmony. This is the one place where you feel truly happy.
Suddenly aliens.
What do you do?
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Make references to crappy spoof movies from 8 years ago.
Allow me to introduce myself. I am King Horkos the Thirteenth, Lord of New Pork City, Sweet Mountain, and other sundry realms and minor territories. Head of the Common Wealth, Defender of the Food and, most importantly, Commander-In-Chief of the Oinker Army. I am the only villain of this roleplay, and I am the most memorable and original character in it, by far.
Unfortunatley, most characters in RPOT are vapid young adults only interested in romance and idle chit-chatter, so heroic epics where the protagonists explore the various regions of the world while fighting villains such as I simply fall to the wayside. So to spite you, I will be dumping over eight million barrels of chocolate syrup into the sea around this beach from my chocolate syrup tankers, which will do untold damage to the environment, and your roleplay.
Horkos died.