Author : Baddie
Real Name : Gino Carteciano
Lord & Master : Victor Von Doom a.k.a. Dr. Doom!
Home Page : Baddieverse
Base of Operations : Sta. Rosa City, Pasig City
Powers : Baddie has the ability to constantly confuse his little imaginary world with the real one. He can also fly, be invisible, and move objects with the power of his mind. But only when nobody’s looking.
Weaknesses : Chinita girls. And Kryptonite. It’s the “in” thing.

Origin : Baddie was born a mutant in Planet #929. He was sent to Earth as a young child to be its defender against boredom and sense. As he traveled through space, he was bombarded by deadly cosmic rays. So as not to die from said deadly rays, an alien with a banana for a head gave him cosmic powers that are mysterious in nature. It was so mysterious that he never bothered asking the banana alien dude what powers he was given. He crash-landed at a bomb-testing site where he was bombarded with Gamma rays, Pym particles, and Gingold. He was then bitten by a radioactive orangutan before being adopted by farmers.

In his teens, his adoptive parents were murdered by the mob after they watched the movie “Dude Where’s My Car?”. He vowed vengeance against his parents’ killers. He started learning Kung Fu and mysticism. He also started wearing a black t-shirt with a skull printed on it. He drank a super soldier serum just for kicks.

As a young adult, Baddie tried to invent portals to other dimensions, and also a time machine to take his mind off vengeance. He made lots of money quickly from his inventions. He built a lot of headquarters where he can watch a really large screen that shows him crimes being committed and natural disasters all over the world. He built a skyscraper headquarters, a cave with lots of computers in it, a floating island with a huge volcano that is covered by fog, an underwater facility, and a secret base on the Moon. He decided he needed help so he hired a robot who also doubled as a butler, and a 500-pound gorilla sidekick. He also bred a horse with an eagle. He placed a plastic horn on this abomination’s forehead so he can say that he has a winged unicorn.

Uninterested in being a defender against boredom and sense, he began a quest for a greater purpose. Enter: Dr. Doom! Doom took Baddie under his mighty iron wings and led him to the greatest purpose of all: blogging about things that rock people’s faces! Glory to Baddie! Glory to DOOM!