I'm so deliciously evil! Bwahahahaha! I now control Rapture, which I will demonstrate by replacing Andrew Ryan's logo with my own. Seriously, I have a logo prepared for this occasion.

Don't forget I also had to fake my own death and pretend to be Atlas for God knows how long. I'm surprised the whole thing even worked, considering the fact that it all hinged on a series of baffling coincidences, not to mention that Ryan apparently pieced it together and still allowed it to play out. Oh, you did need to be related to him in order for the plan to work, since Rapture's security systems are genetically coded to him. Hah!

The stereotype of over-the-top villainy requires that I'm also an impatient prick. Whelp, I guess I'll just use plan Yellow and tell your heart to stop beating, forcing you into a lengthy quest to find the antidote which I failed to properly hide for some reason.