"But enough about the boring, old Lieutenant Kamala", the Great Chieftain thought to himself. The Great Chieftain was somewhat miffed.
Not only had he been outwitted by his arch-nemesis, the Empress E-Ruby of Rubyland in her quest to procure an ugly, purple monster, but one of his colleagues at the International Flat Earth Debating Convention had publicly decried one of his own contributions as "bunk"!
Now to be fair, the contribution had been somewhat "bunk" due to inaccuracies in the small print, but whoever submits contributions based on the small-print, or expects anyone to read the small print even if one does so submit, or indeed, even reads the small-print one's self before contributing it in the first place?
"Small-print is for the lawyers to read, whilst large-print is for honest folks like me", the Great Chieftain thought to himself - or that is, he did think to himself, before his very public betrayal. The Judas even admitted later - in private, mind you - that the primary purpose of the Great Chieftain's submission - that is, the excellent graphical depiction explaining the workings of a compass on God's marvelous Flat Earth - was brilliant and accurate. It wasn't the betrayal itself that the Great Chieftain found most hurtful. The Great Chieftain had dealt with more than his fair share of Judases - or Judii, as they are often known these days, being so common and tending to congregate in groups. It was the hypocrisy that the Great Chieftain found most repugnant.
Out of the wide selection of obviously inaccurate and fraudulent "evidences", including the claim of Earth purportedly spinning on its axis at impossible speeds around an almost infinitely large sun, a photograph of a "lunar lander" that a NASA employee had clearly cobbled together in his backyard with duct tape and cellophane just to show that stupid people will believe anything explained to them by a "scientist" or an "astronaut", and the Chieftain's own simple but excellent depiction of how a compass works, his erstwhile colleague had ignored the widened planks extending from everyone else's eyes and instead had focused on the speck in the Great Chieftain's.
As a result, the Great Chieftain had been brooding. The beautiful-but-deadly warrioress Tzipora had cooked him his favourite meal - bacon and eggs - on a number of occasions in-between his bacterial bleach cleanses to detoxify from his previous misadventure. The Great Chieftain had numerous times felt the ring in his pocket, and considered asking the stupid-and-dangerous Unasked Question, but only the metaphorical warning from J.R.R. Tolkien's masterpiece on the power of the One Ring had prevented him from throwing caution to the wind and doing something he might later live to regret.
"There is only so far one's favourite meal delivered by a beautiful woman can go to heal the deep and painful back-stab scars of treachery" the Great Chieftain had finally admitted to himself. "The rest of the healing must be obtained by clone-napping..."
His eyes narrowed, as he switched on his dusty International Spy Vision, and tuned into some of the beautiful, dutiful clones that kept Eden Island running like clockwork. He zoomed in on two particularly beautiful, hard-working and responsible clones - "Alphina and Ruby Jnr, judging by their name tags" he thought.
"Well, well, well," the Great Chieftain spoke aloud. "Empress E-Ruby of Rubyland can keep her ugly, nasty, purple-headed pet. She can even get a collar for it," he thought to himself smugly, "although she'd do well to cover it with something, so people who accidentally look at it don't go blind or suffer psychological harm..."
" I on the other hand, am about to appropriate for myself some additional clones to assist dear Tzipora with the cooking and the cleaning... and probably the plumbing. Some of the drains in this bunker could definitely do with unblocking. I don't know what Mordecai gets up to, but at times I wonder if he doesn't use some of the drains in this place to get rid of excess cement..."
The Great Chieftain rubbed his hands together, and started to laugh happily at the thought of his plot. "Mwu ha ha ha ha..."