Asian With Bob Screws Entire Villain Organization

The entire entertainment industry is evil and must be put in a very low, possibly unmarked, grave. Rhetorically, of course. Any killing outside of a legal proceeding is murder and Bliss did not condone of murder. Because of jail time. Maybe ethics.

But, this goddamn building needed more access tunnels. The amount of time Bliss kept walking around the same atrium to try and get to the dressing rooms. In the grand wisdom of the motherfucking universe, a diabolic mastermind decided he would put together an idol group with goddamn two-hundred members. While it seemed like the perfect mixture of exploitation of labor, some degree of payroll tax evasion, and the ability to hide criminal members around other dumb looking idols in frilly outfits, it could be more stupid. And, evil. One of those was worse.

Unfortunately for everything in her life, the age of 33 hit Bliss like she owed it money. Now, a strong application of foundation held the bags under her eyes like Atlas holding whatever Atlas held up in Greece or whatever. The pink blazer with a black skirt and knee high boots hugged her form more than her dad ever did and it showed. The edge of her bob just held above the color of the blazer with her credentials for the massive member drive concert.

Because Bliss could not handle things on her own anymore, she called in someone to help her with this stupid charade.