Geologists, shmeologists. You know what I have to say to your “geologists?†I spit on them. Every last lying, thieving one of them. When I am king over mankind and Oz, they will all be killed… and in the most painful way possible. I’m envisioning a solution for them that involves in grown toe nails, root canals, and millions paper cuts.
For time immemorial, my people, the Nomes, have taken jewels, and precious metals, and hid them in the ground. These things are OUR treasures. They belong to us.
Yet, the upstairs people, even despite our honest protests, dig like worms into the ground and take this treasure for themselves. This has been a pattern for many thousands of years. And I will not stand for it ANY LONGER!
My name is Ruggedo of the rocks, and I… am the biggest threat to those content goody goodies in Oz, that there has ever been!!!
I am unquestionably the most interesting antagonist Dorothy, and her idiot friends have ever come across, and still… I never have gotten the respect, the admiration and unbridled adoration of the masses that I so rightfully deserve. I have worked hard for my people. I have worked hard for the cause. Yet, even my brother scuffs at me.
I blame you all. It is the fault of the upstairs people that I lost my throne, and position of power in my homeland and community. It is because of the upstairs people that I am a shell of the Nome I once was. Now, there is nothing left but vengeance! VENGECE!
{a minute or so of maniacal laughter}
This all started when the idiots from the Emerald City had to interfere in my perfectly justifiable kidnapping, and subsequent imprisonment of the Ev Royals. Damn it, they deserved it. They, are almost as guilty of offending my people as those in the land of Oz!
It wasn’t enough that they had to take my slaves. Royals always make the most amusing servants. But no, they took my magic belt, which they had no legal claim to. How absolutely typical. So I took revenge by tunneling under the desert. Soon, the idiot children would be my slaves as well.
Unfortunately, I was exposed to waters of Oblivion and lost myself for awhile. There were other attempts, but the point is, I have still not accomplished what I set out to do. Even if I have had great fun simply making trouble.
It is my stated goal to enslave all of humanity, and not just the good people of Oz, but EVERYONE, EVERYONE I say! Not because I want the help. Please, human beings are lousy, lazy, stupid workers. No, I only want the power. I want to be adored! I am adorable! Adore me!
Humanity owes me, and my people. Without us, you would have no jewels or precious metals. Without us, you would live meaningless possessionless lives devoted to nothing. Not that you don’t already.