He's the worst villian ever, but you answered his ad for a henchman (henchperson?) on Craigslist, so what does that make you?

You decide why you applied for the job. Retired mafia? Need the money? Daddy said you had to get a job? Sounded like fun? Single mom who works two jobs? No one else would hire you? Alien hiding from the feds? Victor isn't picky, just hopeful you're not cooler than him. Oh god, what if you're cooler than him?! No! A villian needs a henchman, this is not the time to be self concious! Villians are confident! But what if you don't like him...

Who knows why you applied for the job, but you're here now in his 2-story "lair" with his "evil laboratory" in his garage, and his busted-ass recliner he calls his "throne".

The exterior of Victor's home, with potted plants of perilous portent!

Behold! The seat of villainy itself! The Vile throne!

Tremble at the myriad evil plan and dastardly device contained within his gara... evil laboratory!

I have left details about the world very vague. Villians and heros may be common, or not. I leave that up to you and the kind of story you want to tell.