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Front lawn of Doomhaus, Saturday afternoon
Doom was moving freely despite being completely covered in mistletoe. Fortunately, his personal force field kept anything from actually landing on him. But still, it was time to make a decision. And what better place to do that than out on the front lawn. And what better volume than loudly? None on both counts ( Read more... ) -
Doomhaus, Sunday afternoon
With so many people being children right now, Doom decided it was an appropriate time to take precautions and childproof Doomhaus ( Read more... ) -
Doomhaus, Thursday night
There was a sign on the gate to the Doomhaus property:
Trick or Treaters
Had Best Stay Away
The sign was probably underselling things. The motion-detection laser turret, on the other hand.... It might be just for show. But was it something you really wanted to risk? Especially when it would occasionally turn and shoot a target in the yard?
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Outside Doomhaus, Tuesday evening
Doom was displeased. The cat was not to his liking. Jess had been given the right to decorate as she saw fit, mostly because it would surely annoy someone else and Doom was nothing if not a supporter of petty vengeance ( Read more... ) -
Office Hours, Saturday
As if trying to outweird the other caped teacher, Doom was having a lavish office hours. He had long ago disposed of his desk. Instead, he just sat at yet another throne, goblet filled with something red in his hand, and his guests - a pair of lobotomized slave versions of himself from other realities - continuously chanting his name. "DOOM! DOOM! ( Read more... ) -
[OOC] A late infopost!
I'm late to the infopost party, but the party don't stop. And the party don't stop because we keep on posting them.
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Voicemail
"I am Doom. And I cannot be bothered to listen to your message."
BEEP.