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So I kind of already knew this, but making my cast of characters in SC 5 made it even more apparent: I suck at creating villains. Or really, I just don’t like to. I enjoy creating people with unlikable personalities, but I just don’t feel compelled toward outright need-to-be-eliminated bad guys. I’ve only got, like, two or three of those. Mainly just this one douchebag immortal serial killer who gets down to business with SexyBack playing in the background as his theme song. Yeah okay you probably shouldn’t ask.

Maybe it’s because I struggle to understand ‘villainy.’ By which I don’t mean “oh why would someone do that” but rather “what makes someone a true villain?” I mean, my protagonists themselves aren’t really heroes beyond anything but circumstance. In fact one of them is a borderline sociopath.

I guess what I would like to avoid is having a “Heroes” type situation where most of the controversy came from everybody with superpowers not being able to properly handle their feelings among eachother and shit and then there was this indecisive psychic bitch pants who kept popping up out of nowhere cutting people’s scalps off and all-in-all making things really inconvenient. That’s what I don’t want. A Sylar. Some dumbass angsty psycho who just keeps popping up in the story again and again and again and I mean really we stopped taking you seriously after like the first season. Which also happened to be the only decent one.

But that’s aside the point. Basically, I need some baddies. I’ve got to force myself to stop liking the people I come up with and then making them join the good guys. And, I really do like villains when they’re done right. They tend to be a lot more interesting than your standard goodie-two-shoes save-the-world knight type guy. I just. Need. To Develop them that way. You know, rather than being like, “NO SEE THE LIGHT JOIN THE JEDI. THEY HAVE… well, okay, like, celibacy aside and all that… they have… uh… unleavened bread.” If I were truly a nice god over their very lives and universe and shit, I wouldn’t make them eat all those styrofoam crackers. I would let them in on the good stuff. Like, snicker doodles and shit. That’s what a good god does. They give you some fucking snicker doodles.