You are not these guys. However, for the purposes of this narrative, let us assume for the moment that you are these guys, even though you aren't. You are not Emily, evil mastermind and totally evil villain, nor are you Verenth, Emily's right-hand man and only competent minion. You are both standing in an elevator in Emily's Super Secret Future Hideout. You traveled here from the past to avoid the rages of the one known as... Tim. And Cyz. And Janis. Those guys suck. They totally foiled your plans at the last minute! Why does that always happen? Anyway, to summarize for those who missed it, you were 'recruiting' and brainwashing brilliant scientists from across time and space to build a machine that could tunnel through time. You succeeded in that, at least. Your plan was to steal some sort of super weapon, take it back in time and then TAKE OVER THE WOOOOORRRRLLLLD! However, when you got to the future you met Verenth, the grandson of your most loyal follower. Your people live for a very long time, but one version of you gave Verenth's grandfather a mission on your/his death bed... To give past you the plans to build a machine that would allow you not to tunnel through time, but the fabric of reality itself! Apparently almost every universe revolves around an individual, or sometimes a group, that future you named a "Protagonist." These Protagonists are almost always exceptional or powerful in some way. Along with all of the research notes of several thousand years, access to technology from your future and some highly advanced clone-vats to produce hordes of thugs, you quickly set a simple but effective plan into motion...
1. Kidnap Protagonists from their home universes.
2. Brainwash them to do your bidding.
3. Take them back in time, and use them to take over the world in the past.
4. Use the time machine to skip along the time line, ensuring an unending rule of Emily.
5. Spread the Emilian Empire to every universe! Including that populated by the creators of the other universes, which themselves sometimes housed the creators of even more universes. It's all very confusing.
Anyway, you were this close to winning when your bumbling half-brother Cyz and his gaggle of moronic cohorts burst in, destroying your machine, slaughtering your thugs and just generally making a mess of the place.
So, you beat a hasty retreat to the future, possibly ripping a hole in space time as you did. When you got here, you found everything slightly different, a huge empire ruled by a family founded in the waning days of old earth!
So yes, you are kinda mad. Seeing as how you explicitly requested that your thugs in this time send back three or four of the brain-washed protagonists to aid you (communicating through time is much easier than sending matter). They never showed up! As a result you were almost turned into ground chuck by that pointy-haired murder-machine, Tim Burr!
Oh, your lackwit minions better have a good explanation for this...
"B-boss! You're alive!"
"Yes, no thanks to you idiots."
"Would you care to explain why, in the name of all that is evil and sinister, the help I requested failed to arrive?"
"W-well, you s-see... we kept capturing more guys, just like you s-said!"
"And the, uh, brainwashing seemed to be, uh... working, and uh..."
"Get on with it."
"W-we... k-kinda goofed?"
"The brainwashing didn't... uh... take..."
"What? That brainwashing procedure was fool-proof! Absolutely perfect! You must be mistaken. Grr! Take me to the prisoners! I'll examine them myself."
"We don't exactly... have them. Anymore. That is. They escaped..."
"They escaped!? HOW!?"
"They just, uh..."
"M-maybe we should sh-show you the f-footage."
"Did... did you put this on YouTube?"
"And there definitely isn't also one that's edited and set to Queen's "Don't Stop Me Now.""
"So, all of them escaped?"
"...Yeah. Right back to the tunneler room. One of them figured out the controls and sent them all back to their home universes."
"On a side n-note, I always said we shouldn't have left the m-manual laying right there and labeled all of the buttons."
"Why didn't you activate the emergency security system and seal off the tunneler room?"
"...We can do that?"
"Nobody ever told us that."
"YOU INCOMPETENT BUFFOONS!"
"There's no reason to yell."
"THERE IS EVERY REASON TO YELL. I AM INCREDIBLY UNHAPPY. Graah! Verenth! Kill one of them!"
"Um, I don't know... the ugly one. Him."
"Hey! W-wait just a minute, I... uh-oh..."
"OMIGOD WHAT DID YOU DO TO BILLY!?"
"I should think that it's pretty obvious."
"OH, BILLY! WE WERE GROWN IN THE SAME CONING VAT BANK!"
"Well, if you don't want to be buried in the same coffin, you should probably BE MORE COMPETENT IN THE FUTURE!"
"...Now that you have ruined my primary plan, I guess we'll have to go to plan B. What is the status of the secret weapon?"
"It's... uh... getting there."
"Be more specific."