[ WP ] You are a dark , brooding 90s style anti hero . But much to your annoyance , the setting , other characters , and plot are as campy as the 60s batman show .

There I was, sellotaped to a snack trolley, as the dreaded Administrator pushed me closer and closer to his photocopier of death. 
 
 I immediately got up, ripping apart the tape that supposedly was binding me. 
 
 `` Really.'' I stated, as I picked up a chocolate bar and shoved it in the Administrator's fat little face, before kicking him hard in the groin *POW*. 
 
 `` Maybe it's just that I'm just that good,'' I commented, as a tooth came flying from the Administrator's mouth with a well executed punch *BIFF*, `` Or maybe it's just that you are terrible at this...'' 
 
 I slapped him on both sides of his head *KLANNNG*, disorienting him, then pulled out the switchblade on my utility belt that he did n't take off as he was a moron. 
 
 `` How exactly does the photocopier kill anyone who is n't a bystander? I know you try hard, but,'' I made an incision in his cheek and drew a bloody line towards his mouth *SCHLIIIICK*, `` The only thing lethal about it is the lever with the poison gas sprayer hooked up to it, but I've got a strong tolerance to all the poisonous substances you've purchased in the past seven years.'' 
 
 I holstered my knife, and admired my handiwork for a moment. 
 
 Then I pulled out my pistol. 
 
 *BLAM* 
 
 `` I need a better class of villain.''
