A long time ago (before November 2012), in a galaxy far, far away (Ohio), Trans was the King of the Friendzone. He ruled over the many men and women who were united in their friendships, with not a care in the world.
But one day, he was drunk. And the evil Lord Sedgistan of Modland was bored. Sedgistan's Army decided to mount an invasion of the Friendzonian kingdom, with General Crazy Girl as his right-hand-woman. They charged into battle, with the Modlandian forces having only one goal - kidnap Transapastain. The Friendzonians fled to escape their dooms, no match for the Banhammers and DEATswords of the opposition; and the King of the Friendzone was captured.
Trans was held captive in the basement of one Reploid Seductions with a hangover. A brilliant flash of purple appeared, and in front of him stood the Modlanian Overqueen, [violet]. She faced him with an ultimatum - join the Modland, embrace their powers to become one of them and destroy the Friendzone piece by piece, or be her plaything for an eternity with several body parts maimed beyond recovery, to live an infinite life of pain.
Needless to say, Trans, unable to think clearly from his dehydration, chose the former option; and the Friendzone was changed forever. What had once been the most innocent and happy of places was now a realm of despair and desperation - the home to those cast aside by the ones they desired to become simply their friends. [violet] injected Trans with a syringe of a black, tarry substance - known simply as Evil. He was cursed to serve her demands for as long as she saw fit. And what better place to start than by sabotaging his former Kingdom?