Order 66

I lock IHIYC in a concrete bunker with pop-reggae Bontempi Organ covers of Michael Bolton playing on a loop out of hidden speakers and watch the inevitable occur.

I introduce Pulg to a hungry cat-man.

I show a group of satyrs where GoatToucher is.
They kill him with vengeance.

I throw a banana skin on the ground and watch WH slip on it and fall into a pit full of sharp spikes that I dug out earlier.

Enacting elaborate death #479.

makes Krevon watch Memento....in reverse. Brain melts from cosmic confusion.

Shackles lorenlord to a chair and affixes a harness for holding his eyes open while misting the eyes so they don't dry out, so he can really look at the entirety of the Teletubbies series, over and over. Meanwhile, food and other needed things are provided. What? Didn't kill him? No, of course not. This way doesn't kill someone's body. It kills their soul.

I give Sissyl an airtight rubber nose and paint her face with multiple layers of thick, sticky acrylic paint, causing her to suffocate to death...at least she dies with a smile on her face. HAAA-HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

I equip IHIYC with a mouldy stick of celery and a plasticine shield and then throw him into the arena to face the savage Jungle Stalin - ALONE!

I befriend Jungle Stalin, becoming Sea Roosevelt (FRIENDSHIP!). He introduces me to Desert Churchill, and together, the three of us twist Pulg's spine until it rotates on an entirely new axis!

I club IHIYC to death with a ham, while Jungle Staling and Desert Churchill look on, paralyzed with fear and confusion.

I shoot GoatToucher with a dual semi-auto beretta.

I whisper something into Sea Roosevelt's ear and he takes out a massive fleet of warships to bombard the place where TFF is standing (including TFF) into vapour down to the bedrock.

I persuade Desert Churchill to force Tundra Sissyl to become a 1940s Britisher, having to dress in tweed underwear, blackout curtains and a condemned spam RAF uniform, subsist on nothing but powdered egg, fried bread and lukewarm tea and being obliged on pain of slight social embarrassment to paint everything brown, especially if it's already brown, and see how long it takes for her to deliberately start playing hopscotch in minefields.

I set a nest of brain-weasels on Pulg, with the expected results.

I'll give his next goat ebola

Not tasteful, i therefor smack krevon's head in with the +666 flaming hammer.

I give The Fiend Fantastic a good old fashioned crucifixion and spearing, causing him to die for everyone else's sins and then be obliterated by the ensuing ontological/theological dilemma.

I force I'm Hiding In Your Closet to watch neverending reruns via the Ludovico Technique of the most cringe-worthy pop song and videos from every decade, up to and including Justin Bieber, until death would simply be a mercy for that poor, broken soul.

I hypnotise rashly5, making him think he's Justin Beiber, and after a week of (filmed) 24 hour Beibering, take him out of his trance and confront him with evidence of what he's been doing/singing.

I put Pulg's hand in a bowl of warm water while he is sleeping.

I take GoatToucher out hunting in beautiful northern New Mexico - I neglect to mention that the rabbits there carry the plague.

I seduce IHIYC with an erotic dance, which kills him by plague, brain hemorrhage, loss of will to live (aka: The Padme'), or infection in his clawed out eye sockets.

GoatToucher, think fast!

*Throws a barrel at GoatToucher, who fails to jump out of the way.*

Too slow I'm afraid.

Poog shove dagger into Ape Grodd's ear.
Much blood, dagger goes through brain, Grodd much dead dead now.

I pay several mirror spirits to trail Poog and mess with his reflections until paranoia sets in then show him an indestructible damage-reflecting spell-storing mirror, telling him this is where his true reflection resides, better in every way, mocking him unceasingly which the mirror spirits do.

I set Rashly5 down on Endor where he gets impaled repeatedly for impersonating an Ewok.

I pay Deathstroke to kill lorenlord.

I pay Deadshot to kill Gorilla Grodd.
He succeeds too.

I shoot two torpedoes into an exhaust port oddly left without a net or other protective measure, and watch him explode with a ring shaped explosion.

I hire a team of heroic adventuring good-doers to slay the evillishly evil that is the evil Sissyl. Evil.

I possess rashly5 and have the poor fool perform a Trigonic ritual, where a large amount of evil energy (courtesy of the demon lord Trigon) consumes the unfortunate creature and ends its miserable life.

I handz Grodd-ape poisoned banana.
DC-much-too-high

He dies of quick poison.

I'll let Poog pilot a star ship full of explosives

I pluck krevon's eyes from his skull. When he demands them back, I hand him a pair of miniature grenades to put in his eye sockets.

I do the same to IHIYC, but with his kidneys, via his colon.

I surprise-douse GoatToucher in kerosine and toss a match onto him.

BURN FOR ME!!

:detonates with the force of one million pounds of TNT, consuming TFF with him:

After that's over and done with, I gather up whatever chunks of GoatToucher are left and feed them to Deranged PETA Protestor.

After feeding Deranged PETA Protester, IHIYC steps on a flower and angers the gigantic cephalotus (courtesy of Poison Ivy) that I planted earlier which eats him in revenge.

I find Gorilla Grodd so cute and adorable I adopt him and dress him in dolls clothes and give him love and tea and I just love him to pieces.

Until he falls to pieces, love hurts.

Any thing else cute and squishy here?

Any one?

I open Engela up to my... goatly proclivities, which causes her to lose faith in the existence of good in the world, which, in turn, causes her to Fall, thereafter being smote to dust by the supreme being.

Fortuitously, my girlfriend and I share similar views on alignment, and indulge GT on his mistaken views on her "good" alignment.

Having fallen for the smote fallen angel trope, I sneak up and shank GT repeatedly in the spleen, liver, lungs and lungs leaving him to bleed on the floor.

Like in some very evil movie, i fleshcraft Ekkehardt and Engela together.

They'll slowly die an agonizing death.

I cut The Fiend Fantastic's goatee off, then use it to stab him in his foul, foul heart.

I EATS CLOWN.

I assault Bleached Otyugh with an army of Living Febreze

I set Pulg on fire from the knees down, but the fire burns upward to consume his body. His death comes not from burns, but from inhaling flame, which sears his lungs, suffocating him. However, having been subject to the smell of burning hair, Pulg's death is ultimately a sweet and welcome release.

I offer GoatToucher the chance to become even smarter than ever, and the fool accepts. I blast him with a special ray beam that does indeed, increase his intelligence but also makes his brain too big for his head causing him to fall to the floor screaming in agony before the gory explosion happens.

Poog poisoned Ape-Grodd's food, neurotoxin run rampant, he die within seconds.