The greatest act of pointless evil.

[Lordxana0]

Xana thread time!

Okay so here is the gimmick to this one. Come up with a complicated, multilayered, and possibly ridiculous plan in order to commit a rather minor and almost unnoticeable act of evil.

[Rick Healey]

Well, it all started with a cooking blog...

[Qara-Xuan Zenith]

Well, it all started with a cooking blog...

...I could say the same thing. Though whether I'm referring to more or less evil is, I suppose, debatable.

[JackAlsworth]

I am so very tempted to screenshot those first two posts, print the screenshot out, frame it, and show it to Rick when I see him this weekend.

And then possibly slap him.

[Qara-Xuan Zenith]

and show it to Rick when I see him this weekend.

...All right, Jack wins at this thread. *everyone else dies of jealousy on account of not living in Seattle*

[Sicon112]

and show it to Rick when I see him this weekend.

...All right, Jack wins at this thread. *everyone else dies of jealousy on account of not living in Seattle*

Jealousy that we can't slap Rick?

[JRPictures]

It all began with me performing at the talent show, once I was finished with the magic trick I performed, I held the whole room at gunpoint and made them answer a series of riddles.

After they answered each of the riddles correctly I'd let 10 people free. Through meticulous planning I made sure that my friends were the last reamining, then I gave them an easy question which they simply answer. I let them free and steal a klondike bar off one of them to eat cause I was hungry after that talent show performance.

Bam beat that.

[SpiritfChaos]

It began with fire. Then lightning. Then more fire, followed up with a series of timed explosions that sank the city block into the earth. The construction crew I hired paved over the rubble, trapping those inside the buildings under three feet of concrete.

Six months later, they opened one of those quirky bakeries that you see all the time in movies. I became a regular customer there, frequently buying a pound of cookie dough which I would then eat, slowly, atop the final resting place of my target. The cookies were good.

As it turns out, there really wasn't anyone in those buildings I destroyed, but it sure scared the shit out of a lot of people. That'll teach Harrell to not eat my goddamn snickerdoodles.

[eli_gone_crazy]

I replaced all sugar with salt at my house.

[Scarab]

Well, it all started with a cooking blog...

...I could say the same thing. Though whether I'm referring to more or less evil is, I suppose, debatable.

*Remembers this plan*

I'd say evil is PRETTY close to the mark, but he gains points back for EXCELLENT baking advice. And technically our method was just as complicated