[Doom walks through a small concrete patio. He stops at a large weed growing out of the ground, kneeling beside it.] “Comfort is the enemy of progress.” [He sighs.] “Take …
The Bear
[Doom trudges through the groves in his large heavy boots, a thud slapping the ground with every step.] “Have you ever heard the tale of the bear?” [He keeps walking.] …
Are They Even A Bird?
[Doom sits in front of a large metal bird cage. It has a green tarp over it.] “The domestication of birds is rarely successfully accomplished. Whether allowed to roam freely …
Tools
[Doom stands in his workshop, looking down at a work top in which tools are spread out. He puts his hand to his masked chin, musing over what’s there.] “For …
The Bird
[Doom sits in a chair opposite Felix, who now lays resting on the bed, his head comfortably on a soft pillow.] “And I’m the bird.” [His growling tone echoes and …
Candlelight
[Doom sits in a pitch black room, the glow from his outfit unusually faded. There’s suddenly a flicker, revealing a candle wick, set alight.] “There’s much ado about light, is …
The Intricate Spiders Web
[The Odyssey Pool bubbles and hisses. Green liquid bounces up and down as if on a bass speaker, with green fumes lingering in the air.] [Doom stands on the balcony …
A Song of Ice & Fire
[As Felix Foley stands in front of a towering garbage can inferno, Doom kneels before a bucket, filling the water with bags of ice.] “I’ve always considered myself a cold …
Laws of Motion
[Doom stands in front of a white board with various calculations upon it.] “You may have heard of Newton’s laws of motion.” [He sighs.] “First; a body remains at rest, …
The Diary Of Someone Who Doesn’t Want To Write A Diary Entry
DIARY ENTRY THREE – FOLEY’S DOOM’S LOG. Dear Diary, Felix has forced me to pen something in his ridiculous little journal. What you don’t know about this little book is …