Picture the two of us alone inside my golden submarine
WHO: Victor von Doom and you!
WHERE: Various points in the City.
WHEN: 11/14 - 11/20
WARNINGS: Doom being Doom, maybe some swearing, idk, I don't anticipate any violence, but maybe? I'll update this as needed.
SUMMARY: Doom is amassing materials to build his lab. Maybe your character finds him at the hardware store, maybe at a junkyard, maybe wandering the MAC.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, but whatever's cool. Let me know location/date/time in the subject line?
Victor had been patient and cautious in his decision-making here, in this odd little world. He had observed the network for several days time, relaxed and reflected upon his recent run in with Bast. The Goddess had seen fit to reaffirm his perception. Truly Doom did not act in only his own interest, but in the interest of all. Humanity could not be trusted to save itself in his world, and so, after careful observation, seemed true here as well.
As such, no time could be wasted. Arriving with nothing meant nothing. Doom had built his empire up from the dust ten times over and so would it be here as well. Monday morning found him refreshed and renewed in his determination. For what felt as though the hundredth time, he leveled the heavy green cloak over the shoulders of his armor, taking comfort in the familiar rustle as it fell around him and nipped at the titanium shin guards. Today he would begin again.
((ooc: As I said in the summary: Any format is fine, I'll match whatever you prefer. Just let me know the date/time/and location in the subject line. Thanks!))
WHERE: Various points in the City.
WHEN: 11/14 - 11/20
WARNINGS: Doom being Doom, maybe some swearing, idk, I don't anticipate any violence, but maybe? I'll update this as needed.
SUMMARY: Doom is amassing materials to build his lab. Maybe your character finds him at the hardware store, maybe at a junkyard, maybe wandering the MAC.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, but whatever's cool. Let me know location/date/time in the subject line?
Victor had been patient and cautious in his decision-making here, in this odd little world. He had observed the network for several days time, relaxed and reflected upon his recent run in with Bast. The Goddess had seen fit to reaffirm his perception. Truly Doom did not act in only his own interest, but in the interest of all. Humanity could not be trusted to save itself in his world, and so, after careful observation, seemed true here as well.
As such, no time could be wasted. Arriving with nothing meant nothing. Doom had built his empire up from the dust ten times over and so would it be here as well. Monday morning found him refreshed and renewed in his determination. For what felt as though the hundredth time, he leveled the heavy green cloak over the shoulders of his armor, taking comfort in the familiar rustle as it fell around him and nipped at the titanium shin guards. Today he would begin again.
((ooc: As I said in the summary: Any format is fine, I'll match whatever you prefer. Just let me know the date/time/and location in the subject line. Thanks!))