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| Welcome one and all! Due to our recent shake up in soupy hell my office now presides on this level and I hope you do not feel too uncomfortable. The nail bed seats are new so they should be perfectly sharpened and rest assured that the screams of terror are at such a sophisticated level so that they harmonise with each person's 'tortured screams' limit! Here you can find general info about me: dEviLZsoup and what we do here in soupy hell. Use the bunny heads to hop from one level to another and if you get lost don't forget the good old Homepage Bunny!! |
| dEviLZsoup: dark ruler of this domain and supreme being in the universe. (yes well... a tad egotistical but I'd like to see you make your own website and not praise youself just a little!) In the beginning: I was born and raised in Norfolk a dark, dingy little corner of the UK where I was taught the local traditions from an early age. At the tender age of 3 I could catch and skin a live oak leaf and at a mere 5 years old I was the best creator of our local delicacy: 'worm soup' - needless to say I was destined for great things! |
| At first school I was in my element and was forever being thrown out of classes for practical jokes and turning my next-door neighbour into a toad. That dim old Henny Hemsbottom had it in for her anyway especially after she was picked for the class relay team over me on sports day - I dare say she won't even look at a blancmange anymore! |
| Middle school was boring - the most I could do was gunge the teachers whenever a suitable charity day was around for me to blame it on and teach the class rat to change into a ratty version of Frankenstein's monster for hallowe'en. Unfortunately old Cyril never really paid attention to the last bit and ended up with slightly green tinted fur and small bolts sticking out of his neck til the end of his days. My punishment was to look after him over every holiday but luckily my teacher never realised he had magic powers and Cyril became my first ever sidekick! |
| High school...now there's a breeding ground for unhappiness if ever I saw one! Mine especially -choc full of little people desperate to hate everyone. As the smallest of the year I was often the butt of their jokes but thankfully I could play the sweet and innocent card to a tee especially after the science class fiasco. (Best not go into that one!) |
| THE PURPOSE OF THIS SITE: Purpose? Hey I was never told there had to be a purpose to this bollocks! Ok - uuum to educate people in the correct way to keep owls and most importantly how to charm your parents into letting you drive their beemer. |
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| SEE LEVEL EIGHT FOR MORE DETAILS ON SOUPY HELL!! SEE A MAP OF SOUP LAKE CITY! |
| DISCOVER CROUTON ROCK & CHOWDERVILLE! VISIT SOUPER MALL! ALL ON LEVEL EIGHT! |
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