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[Doom stands in a library of sorts, surrounded by books inside large cases that stand from floor to ceiling.] [There’s a ladder up against one of the bookcases. He walks over and climbs it, reaching a shelf.] Doom: “I like … Read More

Doom watches Foley walk out the door and nods at his mother, who follows him out into the Agora street. Doom stands back, turning his eyes to the owner behind the counter. He walks over and puts his gloved hands … Read More

[Years Previously.] [Stubbins Doom stands in front of a large operating table. He’s wearing scrubs and appears to be placing body parts together, connecting tissue and bone. It’s exhausting work that he dictates.] “Subject will require a great deal of … Read More

[Doom uncharacteristically stands in the middle of the ring. In his hand, a shovel. Beside him is a steel chair.] [Doom] “Felix Foley says that I’m a scrooge.” [He growls beneath his mask.] [Doom] “It is his belief that the … Read More

As a boy, I was extremely competitive. I had to be the best at everything. If I had an assignment due for class, it had to be an A+. If it wasn’t, then I’d be furious. But the most devastating … Read More

[Forty five years ago.] [A young Stubbins Doom stands beside his father, who lays on his back on a sliding bench, beneath an unusual style of craft. The craft itself is the likes of which Arcadia has never seen before.] … Read More

[I watch as Felix Foley’s mom leaves the room. That was quite the revelation, wasn’t it? I can sense the pain in my good friend. Hell, I can see it etched upon the contours of his face.] [My mother didn’t … Read More

[The Racetrack. Felix doesn’t like places like this. He says it always feels inhumane. Something about watching ‘Horsey’s’ get their butt slapped by grown men is somewhat perturbing.] [Felix Foley] “I’m not sure like I like this racing thing, Doom … Read More