It seems I'm not alone in my opinion that Jaga is a no-good, cheating low-life. Here is the hell he's put Mumm-Ra through. I guess some cats never change.

"That's MISTER Planet Killer to you, *BLEEP* hole!" 

Full Name:   Jaga Gaga Schmaga.

Current Residence:  Ass-tral Realm, where all good dorks go.

Occupation:  Smarmy Thundercat mentor, part-time destroyer of planets.  

Known Relatives:   Not sure, but we think Lion-Ho may be one of his illegitimate bastards...I once heard him call the geek "son."  

Age:  Old Spice.

Height:  When you're a ghost, I guess you can be as tall as you want...

Weight:   When he was mortal it varied between 150 and 170--the weight fluctuation was due to that little (and last) space trip.  Now weight ain't an issue anymore (lucky twerp). 

Likes:  Smarmy lecturing and CHEATING during major battles!

Dislikes:  Seeing me kick Lion-Ho's ass (since it reflects poorly on his mentoring abilities), hearing subtle references to his trashing the original Thundera (planet-killer, planet-killer, nyah nyah nyah!).

Hobbies:  Planet-killing, butting in where he's not wanted, saving the Thundercats' sorry asses when they're too stupid to get their own worthless hides out of trouble (which is pretty often).

Jaga pisses me off!  He's always hanging around to stick his nose in where it's not wanted and screwing up my glorious plans!  And they bitch about ME cheating--HA!  Whatever microscopic brain cell Lion-Ho had eons ago was suffocated by that moth-eaten mane of his, so he's too dense to figure out things for himself--like why the hell I trekked all the way up to the New Thundera a while ago.  Here's a hint, sunshine: it weren't for no friggin' summer vacation!  That's why he needs Jaga around; otherwise he'd probably fall into a mole-pit and rot (like that's a real big loss to Third Earth).  Then there was the time I just went medieval all over Lion-Ho's ass and KO'ed him!  That would have been such an awesome victory but for one little problem: J-A-G-A!  That uptight snot revived his punk of a pupil and he ended up stealing back that stupid Thunderscope!  ARRRGGHH!  And who could forget the time Mr. aren't-I-such-a-fine-upstanding-Thunderian-citizen invaded MY home and distracted me from renewing Malcar the moron's youth?  Then like the pussy he is he ran away before the fight really got started--just goes to show you that the Thundercats are NOT the goody-goody-two-shoes defenders of the public that they'd have you believe they are.  They can get away with ganging up on me whenever they feel like it but if I try to score a little payback they pull that superhero crap and smear me in the damn tabloids!  It's a conspiracy, I tell you!  Don't believe the hype!  The truth IS out there!  Jaga the planet-murderer is a  barbarious corruptor of minds and must be stopped!  The planet you save could be your own!

Written by Demonprist.