Domination of Equestria - T+193 days.
This was The worst possible thing!
Well, nearly. It featured pretty highly behind the fall of Equestria as we know it to a perverted and twisted despot.
And the scattering of my closest friends after the fall of Ponyville.
And the disappearance of Princess Celestia.
And the corruption of Princess Luna into the sex kitten plaything of the regime.
And that I have no idea where my sister is, or if she is safe.
And the fact that now every pony knows of my designs for the worst reason imaginable.
Yes, after all that, this definitely rated as the worst possible thing.
“Not even a small one? How am I to do my hair each morning?”
“No. Strict orders from the Overlord himself. There are to be no reflective surfaces of any kind in the dungeons.”
“But that’s simply unreasonable! You can’t expect me to languish in here like some disheveled creature.”
“You’re a prisoner, that’s exactly the expectation.”
Ohhhhh, that brute! He’s doing this deliberately. He’s trying to break me! Haha! Well it’ll never work!
“What are you smiling about, Prisoner?”
“Oh, nothing. Just that I’ll never break. He can do whatever he likes to me down here, but I’ll never plead and beg. It’s exactly what he wants.”
“Frankly, I couldn’t give a crap.”
“How vulgar!”
“Whatever.”
Well, if I couldn’t keep up appearances, then I can at least keep busy. It’s not like I have anyone to impress upon reflection. Or lack of reflection for that matter.
“Where are the rest of my things?”
“In the incinerator most likely.”
“The incinerator!? But my fabrics! My Designs!?”
“Yea, whatever. No cloth, rope, sheets or bandages in the Dungeon blocks.”
“This, is, The-”
“Oh shut up!”
Overlord Rule No:97 My dungeon cells will not be furnished with objects that contain reflective surfaces or anything that can be unravelled.