The Supreme Reverend Bill W. Williams is the Dictator of all the Earth. He does not like you very much, and I'm sure that if you had the ability to bask in his ever-hating glow, you would love him so much that it would be your demise. He rules with the Iron Fist of Hate, and with his two under-generals he has a grip on this Earth that will never be loosened. Just remember that Bill likes long walks on the beach, killing sprees, and two straws in a bottle of the Supreme Beverage of all the Earth, Dr. Pepper! There is no chance of survival, just give it up. All hail your Supreme Dictator!

The Supreme Colonel Grant Thatcher Borgandorffer is the man in charge of the intelligence testing and severe beatings at the good old corner dictatorship. He hates you just about as much as Bill, possibly more, and his whole reason for living is to kill you all. Sleep tight!

The Supreme Secretary of Entertainment is Zeke Covacs III, Esquire. He rules the concubines, and also uses them for his own personal amusement. He also is the primary judge of the accuracy of the Super Monkey Dance of Death, and if you do it wrong, he is the one that rips out your cerebral cortex. Be afraid, but not too afraid.......

WAIT IN FEAR!!?