#84th annual villy awards

[villy-awards]

Nomination Categories

Best Couple

The Joe Chill Award ( Lifetime Achievement Award)

Best D List Villian

Best Hench

Best Use of Mind Manipulation

Best Use of Chemicals

Most Fashionable

Best Use of Aerial Attack

Most Time Served

Best Up and Coming

Villian of Year

Best Getaway Driver

Best Monologue

Most Kills in a Single Night

Best Breakout

To nominate- include the category, muse, as well as their blog.

- Villian of the Year is the only award chosen by the Villians themselves remember you cannot nominate yourselves. Any nominations sent in anon will be disqualified for this category.

Let the best of the worst win!

[grasshopperqueen]

My Villys dress!

[wonderlandcarpenter]

open // villy awards

“You find a date for the Villys, yet?” 

[ghosts-of-gotham]

@villy-awards

"Oi Villys! Heard you were having your awards and since I ain't got a invite, how about I do some numbers for ya? I know I ain't a villain like the rest no more but the baddies still love my tunes, right?"

[dimxndsareforever]

@villy-awards "Your queen is coming for the gold."

[dimxnd-assistant]

+1 invitation

( The date and time are just a decorative touch. Feel free to rp to your hearts content. Superlatives for the awards will be rolling out soon. In order to nominate someone for an award go on anon then type the award name followed by the muse and their blog.

"Not as if Marsha was gonna have me as her plus one. Alright. Looks like it will be a good night regardless if I get a nomination or a award. Have a few drinks, see my best friends in the business and oh boy.... I need a dress. But who do I ask as my date? Or will my dates already be there waiting?"

[masquenoire]

How many times could one reword a simple question? At least a dozen. It was a simple question but the reply he'd get would depend on the mood of the man he was asking. Oh boy.

"Where do you get your suits? Who does the fitting, I mean?"

@ratwhsprs had something to say after recent events...

Roman could have clapped his hands in glee. To think that the sewer-dwelling pipsqueak was finally showing an interest in fashion! Well, he had gone out of his way to chase Flannegan down just to bring up the very important point of the upcoming 84th Annual Villy Awards (and the fact that the younger male was most likely under-dressed for the event), but the little man had shown initiative by asking such vital questions and for that he'd earned one less punch from his next beating should he again cross Black Mask. "Ah, an astute question. My suits aren't the trash you'll find in any regular store out there. I get mine directly from the lovely Marsha Claridge herself, head of Paragon Fashions. Only the wealthiest or most well-connection people can afford her line of clothing, but for you, I think I can hook you up with one of my old suppliers. I'd ask Marsha, but I have a feeling she's quite busy with an upcoming event..." He smirked. If Roman knew Marsha, she'd be hard at work making an outfit to dazzle the crowd during the Villy Awards... "I still own the Fashion District over Midtown so keep those little ears of yours open while I ring up my old contact. Pretty sure he's got plenty of nice outfits that would look good even on you. Do try and find a shower before then though, or I'll have to give you a dunk in the bay." His words trailed off into an unpleasant chuckle. Still, it would be nice to catch up with Cavalli after all this time. The man still owed him a couple of favors and fitting Flannegan would take no time at all.

[ratwhsprs]

+1 invitation ( The date and time are just a decorative touch. Feel free to rp to your hearts content. Superlatives for the awards will be rolling out soon. In order to nominate someone for an award go on anon then type the award name followed by the muse and their blog. )

Otis frowned down at the invitation brought to him by one of his rats. He'd only skimmed over it and was about to discard it as a mistake when he saw that his name and alias were indeed marked on it. He huffed. 84th Annual Villy Awards, huh? A night of being surrounded by other murderers and sadists trying to one-up each other or vote for their buddies?

He scowled, hesitated, then folded the invitation and stuffed it into a pocket rather than tossing it into the water. He'd decide whether or not he'd go later. Crowded formal events always made him anxious, even moreso than when he was a kid… even if his stress as a kid came from his parents breathing down his neck about appearances. It didn't leave him with good memories of formal activities. 

At least with this particular event, no one would bat an eye if he brought Petra with him. He snorted. 

Yes or no, that didn't change the fact that he had nothing suitably fancy to wear. Unless you were Dr Psycho or Black Mask, he had a feeling showing up in your work clothes wouldn't be acceptable attire, and regular formal clothes didn't sit well with him.

He'd have to think about it... maybe ask Petra what she thought about the whole thing. He had a few weeks to scrounge something up.

[chiropterx]

+1 invitation ( The date and time are just a decorative touch. Feel free to rp to your hearts content. Superlatives for the awards will be rolling out soon. In order to nominate someone for an award go on anon then type the award name followed by the muse and their blog. )

Kirk frowns at the invitation in his hands, holding it at arm's length before pulling it closer for a more thorough inspection. 84th Annual Villy Awards? At the Hall of Doom? This didn't sound like any science convention he'd ever heard of, or anything remotely like one but the message had been addressed to him, and that he could even bring a plus one if he wanted. "This has to be a mistake..." He muttered while running a finger over the elaborate message. It wasn't as though he had anything better to do, his days as of late were quite unfulfilling between his research and little else, but who could he bring to an event he didn't even know anything about? With a resigned sigh he leaves the invitation on his desk, on top of the pile of half-filled letters and leaflets regarding research and chemical orders. Maybe if he had the time, he'd look this up and find out what this was all about since there had to be at least 83 former events.

[brutalscaled]

+1 invitation ( The date and time are just a decorative touch. Feel free to rp to your hearts content. Superlatives for the awards will be rolling out soon. In order to nominate someone for an award go on anon then type the award name followed by the muse and their blog. )

The 84th Annual Villy Awards, huh?

Looked like he and Maddie would have an excuse to wear those nice clothes she made.

[villy-awards]

Sponsoring the 84th annual villy awards is...

The union for organised henches AKA the Goonion.

[wonderlandcarpenter]

+1 invitation

( The date and time are just a decorative touch. Feel free to rp to your hearts content. Superlatives for the awards will be rolling out soon. In order to nominate someone for an award go on anon then type the award name followed by the muse and their blog. )

"Huh. Well, whaddaya know... Hey Socket, check it out. I actually got an invite!" She flips the invitation around to show her boston terrier, "Guess all that hard work really is paying off, huh boy?" She smiled, "Wanna be my plus one?" And the cheery pup barks back, affirmatively.

[ghosts-of-gotham]

+1 invitation

( The date and time are just a decorative touch. Feel free to rp to your hearts content. Superlatives for the awards will be rolling out soon. In order to nominate someone for an award go on anon then type the award name followed by the muse and their blog. )

Black Widow

"Oh boy. Looks like Mrs Black is going out for a fun night."

Nora Clavicle

"Another night for the men to show their unjust power over us. Bah! I'll go but they know my terms.... Fuck! Now I need a dress. A good one!"

Louie The Lilac

"I'm retired. How did I get a invitation. I was there for a few back when it first started but now... It's all a different game these days."

Randa Duane

"This invitation is of no use to me. I am always there. Who do you think keeps the staff working? Did people forget the staff are all former HARDAC androids?"

[dimxndsareforever]

+1 invitation ( The date and time are just a decorative touch. Feel free to rp to your hearts content. Superlatives for the awards will be rolling out soon. In order to nominate someone for an award go on anon then type the award name followed by the muse and their blog. )

On Marsha's desk was a blood red envelope. No text on it nor was there any notice of its arrival. Marsha knew what it was given the time of year and practically glided over to it and picked it up. She used a knife she kept at her desk for opening letters, and intimidation, and smiled wide seeing what was inside.

Her invitation to the 84th annual villy awards.

"Mmmmm yes! My favorite event of the year. And at the hall of doom? I like where this year is going. Much better than last year with Joker. how boring! Time to work on my dress and my guest.... my my who to bring?"

[dimxnd-assistant]

"So the Villy awards are coming up! Guess I better find a dress... and a date. Oh boy. I only go to be Marsha's purse holder."

[masquenoire]

Hmmm... it seems his cufflinks are missing.

Furious hands scrabble about inside his drawers, carelessly knocking important-looking pieces of paperwork aside as he searches for something. No mind is paid to them as they scatter to the floor, their descent immediatelly followed by a paperweight which shattered loudly into pieces as it hits the ground. "Where the fuck are they." Roman snarls as he slams the drawer shut, kicking the solid oak desk a good few feet. It topples over with a loud crack, it's contents exhausted as he turns his rage elsewhere in his mission to locate the missing items. His father's cufflinks! He had them here in this room, not so very long ago! They were his most prized decorative piece, reserved for the son his father 'should' have had if he wasn't such a fucking idiot to ignore the one he already had. Roman wanted them to see how they'd look on his latest suit purchased specifically for the 84th Annual Villy Awards and now the damn things had decided to get up and walk?? Not a goddamn chance in hell. Somebody had stolen them, they must have! Solid gold, set in the insignia of the Sionis Family... yeah, they would fetch a pretty penny on any market, moreso because they belonged to him, Roman Sionis! Familiar spots of crimson dotted the edges of his sight as he launched a kick at the fallen desk, finally destroying it much like he'd done to it's mahogany predecessor but his appetite for vengeance was far from satiated and would not be until he had caught the culprit responsible for the theft, and had peeled every inch of skin from their still-quivering body.