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This story is also based on the game Evil Genius and may contain various spoilers about that game. You’ve been forewarned. Leagues Running: Australia, England (3rd division and above), Greece (National League B and above) and Indonesia on CM03/04.
My goals for this game are straightforward, but not very easy. It’s the goal that every evil genius has in their mind: World Domination. Of course, you can only reach this grand goal in stages so I have devised a devious plan containing various steps that will lead my to World Domination.
Step 1: Building an Evil base of Operations
Step one is simple. In order to build up an organisation worthy of World Domination, it is necessary to create an evil underground lair, preferably on a remote island. What better place to do this than the country of a thousand islands, Indonesia? The goal is simple. Take control of a local football club as front and build up an evil base. Of course, no evil organisation can exist without funds, so the front, or the football club, must be profitable and successful. Once the we’ve made the club unbeatable in Indonesia, we can move on to the next step.
Step 2: Expanding South
Step two will not be easy. After building up the Evil base of Operations, we must expand our sphere of influence. To the south is the biggest island of them all, Australia. We can send an Evil henchman there, to run a puppet club that will dominate the Australian league. Once we’ve achieved the same domination as in Indonesia, we can move on to the next stage.
Step 3: Europe
Of course, we cannot achieve World Domination without an island base in Europe. Naturally, the best place for this is Greece. Again, we will send out a henchman to take control of a puppet club and start our domination of the Greek league.
Step 4: Achieving Global Domination
After establishing footholds in around the world and carrying out acts of evil, the English will surely sent out their super agents against our evil organisation. We will show these tea-drinkers what it’s all about and dominate their football league as our final step in our devious plan. And then, we shall dominate the world. MUHAHAHAHAHA [/evil laugther]
Maximillian Von Rindt had made many a million by the time he was forty-five. But never was he loved by anyone. It was no surprise really, as Max was as ugly as you could imagine. A short stocky figure, of no more than five foot high, Max weighed over 150 kilograms. Most of his weight was on his torso and belly, and it was a huge contrast to his skinny legs that looked more like matchsticks than legs. He was bald, had a scar over his left eye and a monocle in his right. You certainly couldn’t blame women for staying away from him, despite the exorbitant amounts of money he offered them. Finally, after another failed attempt of buying love, something just snapped in Max’s head. He would show these ignorant fools. He would draw up a devious plan for world domination and show the whole world what he was made of. Nobody would ever dare to reject him again. He began to set up an evil organisation, cunningly named Evil Individuals who Terrorise, Oppress and Steal or E.I.T.O.S. First, Maximillian tried to take over the market for computer game publishers. However, his attempts were thwarted by another organisation known as the Evil Anarchists (E.A.). So Max decided to use the old fashioned approach of stealing gold, committing heinous crimes and killing all agents of justice who tried to find out more about him at his Austrian castle. But more and more agents tried to break into his castle to uncover his evil plots, so Max decided to create a new safe haven.
The best place for such a place was of course a remote island, somewhere were the agents of justice wouldn’t look. Naturally, Indonesia was a prime choice, with all the islands there, the agents would spend years to find Max and his E.I.T.O.S. organisation. He found the perfect place, a chain of 27 islands, about 225 miles north of Java. The area was a marine national park, but Maximillian’s Euro’s managed to convince the local authorities that he could indeed buy one of the biggest islands in the chain. As a cover up, he also bought a football club on Java, PSIS Semarang, one of the bigger clubs on Java. He appointed himself as manager. The pieces were in place. Now, the devious plan could be set into motion…
Maximillian Von Rindt: A Megalomaniac Criminal Mastermind, who has devised a devious plan to take over the world. It does not involve turnips, but it does involve managing football clubs.
Jubei: The Evil Samurai and Sushi Master. He’s one of Max’s evil henchmen who will assist him in taking over the world. He’s armed with a massive katana and will slice anyone who tries to cross him.
Red Ivan: This former Russian KGB commander is armed with a massive bazooka and some hand grenades. He will blow all our enemies to smithereens.
John Steele: Steele, John Steele and I like my Martini shaken and not stirred. Of course he works for the European/British organisation S.A.B.R.E.
Other important characters will be revealed as the game progresses.
E.I.T.O.S.: The evil organisation set up by Maximillian Von Rindt.
S.A.B.R.E.: The secret service for the Commonwealth and Europe. Includes Europe, Australia, Southern Africa and the Indian Subcontinent.
P.A.T.R.I.O.T.: The secret service for the US and it’s pacific allies. Includes the US, Canada, Japan and South Korea.
H.A.M.M.E.R.: The secret service for the former Soviet Union and the East bloc.
A.N.V.I.L.: The secret service for Eastern Asia. Includes China and south-east Asia.
S.M.A.S.H.: The secret service for South America and Africa. Includes South America, North and Central Africa, the Middle East and Antarctica.
Maximillian looked outside, through the window of his personal helicopter. In the distance, he could see Semarang Karimunjawa, the island he had recently acquired. It had cost him a fair few Euro’s but he wasn’t concerned about those. It would probably cost even more to build up the base properly. The good thing about this island was that it had a big mountain in the middle of it, the perfect place for an evil underground lair. Construction workers had already started building in secret. The base already had a Strongroom to keep all valuable items, a Barracks for the men, a Control Room to control the operations from, an Armory, a small research laboratory and, most importantly, an “Inner Sanctum” where Max could develop his evil schemes.
The helicopter slowed its airspeed and started to descend. Max could see his trusted henchman Jubei waiting on the helipad. It was good to have him around. Jubei was a martial arts expert and he could kill just about anybody with his katana. Max was sure he was going to need his service if he was to achieve his goal. The forces of justice wouldn’t just let him take the entire world without something of a fight…
The helicopter landed and Max got out. Jubei greeted him in his usual oriental manner, with a respectful bow. [i]”It is good to see you, Sensei”[I] he said softly. ”Your Inner Sanctum is all ready. I’ve prepared the data you requested, it’s on your desk.” Jubei continued as they entered the base through the steel blast doors. They continued through the corridor, towards the control room. A mean looking guard in an orange jump suit stood guard next to the entrance door. He quickly opened the door and saluted as the evil genius passed by.
The control room was a hive of activity. Workers in yellow jump suits rushed around with printouts and various data, handing it to technicians at control consoles and memory banks. Valets rushed around with coffee trays to keep the technicians focussed on their tasks. And from the Security Bridge above, guards patrolled the area, making sure nobody was slacking or not doing their assigned duties. At the big guard desk at the first floor balcony sat a big muscular figure. He had his feet up on the desk and was looking at one of the monitors, showing the feed from a security camera below. A bazooka was standing against the wall behind him and various grenades lay sprawled across the security desk. Suddenly, he called out to one of the guards. ”Bring me worker 132” he said with a heavy Russian accent. Two of the security guards rushed down, grabbed one of the terrified workers and brought him up to the security desk. ”Give up the documents you’ve taken” the Russian demanded, standing up. ”What documents?” the terrified worker asked. The Russian was clearly displeased. ”I do not have time for this” he shouted and he grabbed the worker. Holding the man upside down, he shook him until the documents fell out the yellow jump suit. ”Aha, you are a Traitor, comrade” the Russian said, before hurling the poor man from the balcony. The worker slammed headfirst into a concrete wall and died instantly. ”Let that be a lesson for all of you” Red Ivan shouted down…
Maximillian smiled at his other loyal henchman and then proceeded to another steel blast door, guarded by two guards. He passed through, entering another corridor, the one leading to his Inner Sanctum. Once there, he settled into his comfortable swivel chair, behind an impressive desk and started to evaluate his newly acquired football team.
"Maximillian Von Rindt: A Megalomaniac Criminal Mastermind, who has devised a devious plan to take over the world. It does not involve turnips, but it does involve managing football clubs."
Excellent start so far, though I'm amazed Canada ever agreed to be a US ally :p
The Story of an Evil Genius. MUHAHAHAHAHA 
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