The concept of "kindred spirit villains" made her laugh despite herself. Joanie maintained that she wasn't exactly a villain, just not a hero. She knew she wasn't the good guy, but didn't know why that had to automatically make her the bad one. She was more in the gray area, like the musical version of her story. Not that the green bitch that had spoken over the forums during the last moon knew that. She was pure bile, Joanie could feel it. And that wasn't a very good feeling at all.
"I don't think Pinocchio qualifies as a villain," she said, smirking. "Maybe you can make some kind of henchman, if you're really lucky and put in long hours." At the question of flying monkeys, she laughed again. "Doubt it. That's a hard rank to infiltrate. Only the best of the best get in."