Board 8 > Doctor Doom travels through Kanto with a Magikarp as his starter: A Watery Grave

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Chris, after all that hype? D:

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Doctor Doom walked into the Pokecenter in what could best be described as a good mood. Not that it was a good description mind you, for the complex thought process of one such as Doom could never be adequately described by the paltry language of the current evolution of man. Still, he had crushed his foe, made her do a dance for twenty minutes straight for no other reason than the fact he could, and gained a new and powerful Pokemon. That was adequate.

Doom walked up to the Nurse Joy and did not say a word. He fully expected to be briefed without the need for her to be informed of his wants.

Luckily for the Joy she understood this as well and began to fill her master in. “Master, while you were gone I was able to perform the surgeries you requested on the Beedrill. He will need a week to recover but after that he’ll be in tip top shape! As for Pikachu, most of his injuries were from the strain he put on himself and I was able to fix him up no problem! You can feel free to use him as he is needed any time you like, master!”

Doom didn’t particularly like how cheery the Joy was talking, but he also realized that cheeriness was very natural to the species known as Joy and to dull it any further than he had would raise unwanted suspicion of their activities.

“Doom shall take your diagnosis under consideration. Inform your counterpart in Vermillion City that they can expect me soon.”

“Of course, master,” the Joy said.

“Doom also expects you to heal his injured Pokemon in a timely manner.” Doom sat down four Pokeballs. “They should be healthy and transferred to my computer in Vermillion by the time I arrive. If they are not… there will be consequences for you, mind slave.”

“As you say, master,” the Joy agreed wholeheartedly with her master.

Doom picked up Logan and Thor’s Pokeballs and attached them to his belt. It was time to head south. Perhaps if the Pokemon down there bled a different color than the Pokemon up here the journey would relieve a fraction of his boredom.
Doom exited the Pokecenter and was immediately greeted by Bill.

“Hello Doctor Doom,” Bill said.

Doom’s eyes narrowed. “Didn’t I tell you to call me master, mind slave?” Doom asked in what appeared to be a rhetorical manner.

Bill shrugged. “I am sure you did, but I am pretty bad at this whole mind slave thing. I think because I’ve done so many experiments on my own brain it isn’t likely that anything you try on me is going to be wholly effective.” Bill noticed the promise of death that the look in Doom’s eyes had and decided to amend his statement. “I mean, my brain is so defective even the gloriousness of your majesty or whatever can’t make do with my feeble mind or something. Yeah.” Bill was hopeful that recovery was good enough to only receive limited torture from his master.

He should have known those who deal with Doom had no hope.

“Anywhooo… I got what you asked for. It wasn’t easy, but only the best for my master and all of that jazz.”

Doom’s sour mood at Bill’s tone turned for the better upon hearing that. Doom was pleased. Somewhere a broken Reed Richards screamed in horror.

“Excellent,” Doom said.

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From: Achromatic | #254
“Anywhooo… I got what you asked for

Excellent

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Didn't just lose to a nice guy. I lost to SuperNiceDog in the guru.

Heh. Bill's so cool.

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Bill's got balls

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From: GeneralKenobi85 | #257
Bill's got balls

Bill's an idiot.

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Up

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February Day bump

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I may have slightly overestimated the ... concreteness of the direction I wanted to go in.

<_<.

Hey but I sure did bang out that gym battle fast right.

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SuperNiceDog is a fine Guru Champion!

Oh God

That implies this next part will take even longer.

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Doom

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Anagram posted...
Oh God

That implies this next part will take even longer.

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*takes deep breath*
Noooooooooooooooooooo!

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Doom IS bump

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Doctor Doom headed south, much like his foes did when they themselves faced him. He had not encountered any wild Pokemon since leaving Cerulean. It appeared that Pokemon were starting to recognize him as someone they should run from. That was good; Doom liked it when the things he crushed showed even a tiny amount of intelligence. It made crushing them all the more amusing.

Doom was brought out of his thoughts by a sign that was crudely, not to mention foolishly, placed in front of him. The sign read “Pokemon Daycare ahead for all of your Pokemon raising needs! Great value!” Doom snapped his fingers and the sign exploded. Doom liked making things explode; he made a mental note to do it more often.

Much more often.

After the smoke cleared Doom saw a small house not one hundred feet away from the sign. Doom knew he had no need for such a service, for none could raise a Pokemon as well as Doom could. However, the sign had mentioned that these people expected payment for their services.

Doom wanted the payment for their services.

Doom marched into the small house and was greeted by an elderly man.

“Hello young man! Welcome to the Pokemon Daycare Center. Will you be leaving a Pokemon with us today?” the older gentleman with a cane asked kindly.

Doom almost said no immediately until he thought of an idea out of the blue; it was one of his ideas, therefore the blue and the idea it spawned was of the highest quality. Doom knew that this man could not possibly raise any of his Pokemon better than he did; mostly because he has been assured by his suppliers that the steroids he had used were made with chemicals that no one else had access to. The assurance had been made over a pit of lava, so he took their word for it. That and he was Doom, and thus obviously the best at everything. That being said, if the man proved himself even mildly competent at the task he could enslave him, triple the cost of the daycare, and make a massive profit.

Doom likes massive profit.

Doom had thought to just take their money and be on his way, but Doom had higher standards. It would not satisfy him to have a corporation under his banner that was less than optimal. A bad employee and a tortured employee were both as useless to his bottom line as far as Doom was concerned so at least he should derive some amusement from their screams of suffering.

“Yes, I suppose I will,” Doom answered. Doom looked at his belt and selected the Pokemon he had the least use for. “This is Richards, it has had some modifications done to it to ensure proper behavior at all times. If he gives you any trouble simply stare at him as if you are about to crush his very soul from existence and he will settle down.”

The old man fidgeted on his cane. He was unsure what to make of that. “Like this?” The old man raised his cane and started to wave it above his head above his head while blinking rapidly and bulging his eyes as much as he could. For effect, he screamed “Get off my lawn you lazy no good kids!”

“No,” Doom said with great effort not to channel arcane energy into his voice and incinerate the elderly man where he stood. Doom proceeded to leave the house before he did something that he would find extremely satisfying but contradictory to his goals.

He had bigger fish to fry.

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Lol "get off my lawn"

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When will Doom's daycare be available in my area?

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Excellent.

Never liked the Day Care Man.

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Bump

I await Doom's return to see what the Daycare man has done to Richards.

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muddersmilk posted...
I await Doom's return to see what the Daycare man has done to Richards.

I would assume like always that poor Richards would forget all his good moves and only know focus energy and tackle or some other stupid moveset.

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BUMP OF DOOM

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Doom likes massive profit.

From: KingJawless | #273
I would assume like always that poor Richards would forget all his good moves and only know focus energy and tackle or some other stupid moveset.

Oh that would just be great

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Poor dojo

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Yes

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Doctor Doom continued his way south until he reached a closed off section of road which had a guard station in the middle of it. It amused Doom that in a world where creatures of great power and ability (in comparison to those who were not Doom) were commonplace that someone thought humans with no strength were sufficient to safeguard their cities. When Doom finished conquering this world he would have some of his strongest Pokemon standing as sentinels. That way nothing could harm his citizens. Coincidentally, no one would be able to leave the cities either.

Oh well.

Doom stepped into the guard station and proceeded to briskly walk through to the other side.

“Stop…at once. You aren’t allowed into the city! I… am so thirsty.”

Doom did not break stride as he spared the out of shape and out of breath guard a brief glance before turning his attention forward. He doubted that such a physical specimen would be able to able to keep pace with Doom’s crawl, much less Doom’s average walking speed. The guard should just be grateful that Doom didn’t think it was worth his time to maim fatties who couldn’t impede his progress; short of being directly in front of him, of course.

Doom paused for a moment at that particular thought. It would not be good if people who were out of shape thought that they could get away with disrespecting Doom. That guard had dared to tell Doom to stop.

Doom does not like being told to stop.

Doom snapped his fingers and the guard station behind him exploded violently, sending pieces of burning wood and melted metal flying all about.

Doom continued to make his way through the city, pleased at his resolution to make things explode more often. It almost got tiresome to be so correct and wise all of the time, but Doom was used to such a burden.

“Master?”

Doom turned to Meowth who was almost clinging to his side in what appeared to be complete and utter fear. How long had the cat Pokemon been by his side? Doom had almost forgotten he existed.

“Speak,” Doom said.

“I know you are in a hurry and all but um… I’ve always wanted to see the fighting Dojo.It is said some of the best fighting Pokemon are raised there. I know you don’t have business in Saffron and you seem to have important business in Vermillion but do you think we could stop in there before we leave?”

Doom didn’t know if it was because he had grown slightly fond of Meowth or if it was because he had just exploded something in magnificent fashion, but he was feeling accommodating today.

Okay you’ve got me: it was the explosion.

“Very well. A small detour is not out of the question. Doom will assume since you broached the subject you are knowledgeable of the whereabouts of this dojo?” Meowth nodded. “Lead,” Doom said.

Doom would see firsthand if these so called martial artists could withstand the might of Doom. Doubtful.

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I had almost forgotten Meowth existed too. Where was he during the Cerulean Gym battle?

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Achromatic posted...
The guard should just be grateful that Doom didn’t think it was worth his time to maim fatties who couldn’t impede his progress; short of being directly in front of him, of course.

Sounds like a prophecy to meeting with Snorlax...

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I don't know who to feel more sorry for. The dojo, or the impending Snorlax.

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I for one want to see an augmented Hitmonlee and Hitmonchan.

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Some_Character posted...
I for one want to see an augmented Hitmonlee and Hitmonchan.

Perhaps a crossbred Hitmonleechan...

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By the way sorry for being slow on updates the past couple of weeks, truth be told I've been having a rough time in my life and I am not usually the person to admit that but yeah, and writing is usually one of the last things to go for me mentally so I apologize. I love writing Doom and I am (stupidly slow) working on another update.

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Oh. Sorry to hear that man. :(

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Take as much time as you want with this. I'm in no position to complain about lack of updates. Even then, I've never been bothered with waiting for this. Maybe because the actual updates are so damn good.

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Bumpan

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Whatever you're going through, I hope you get through it alright.

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Bump

BLARGH I WANT MOAR UPDATES NOOOW!!!1!1!!

Just kidding. Take whatever time you need. I hope things go better for you and that you feel better soon.

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take as long as you need

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Doom Bump

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Doctor Doom entered the Dojo to the sight of several sweaty men doing repetitive motions with their Pokemon at their side, doing the very same motions as their masters. Doom fought the sudden urge to turn around and leave. Although this was clearly a waste of both his talents and time it appeared to mean a lot to Meowth that he triumph over these fools. Anything that gave him even more leverage for one of his minions to be absolutely loyal to him was never a complete waste of his time. Not only that, but Meowth was sure to spread word of the kindness and greatness of Doom for this one small, meaningless gesture. The word of Doom had to be spread, otherwise how would people know to greet their future overlord? After Doom slaughtered everyone in what would amount to a poor excuse for combat by Pokemon perhaps Doom would make the building explode. Yes, that sounded splendid indeed.

Doom took two steps forward and shouted, “Fools, Doom is here for you. Step forth and embrace your fate or perish like cowards. It makes no difference.”

The bustling of the dojo ground to a halt as every eye snapped to Doom who didn’t so much as blink at all of the new attention. At least they were somewhat coordinated, Doom thought.

After a moment a skinny man in a karate gi stepped forward with a stern look on his face. Doom was not impressed.

“How dare you barge into this dojo uninvited! I, initiate Kyle, challenge you to a Pokemon battle on my honor as a disciple of this noble dojo!”

Doom stifled a yawn and selected a Pokeball from his belt at random. Doom didn’t need to make decisions on an opponent such as the one before him, after all.

Kyle caught the sign of disrespect and gritted his teeth. This man would pay for such a slight against the people who had offered him a home. “Go, Machoke!” A grey, muscle-bound Pokemon materialized from the Pokeball and posed in front of its trainer.

Doom narrowed his eyes. Doom did not care for braggarts. He tossed his Pokeball in front of him and Doom, the Gyarados, uncoiled itself from the Pokeball. Doom could not stop himself from sighing in regret. This was going to hurt Doom’s efficiency rating.

There’s no kill like overkill.
Kyle did not seem to be impressed by the sight of the massive Gyarados looming over his comparatively small Machoke. “”You will find that at this Dojo skill matters far more than size! Machoke-“

“Devour,” Doom said with authority.

Doom coiled into a ball before leaping into the air. It was snack time, and Doom liked snack time.

“Dodge! Dodge Machoke!” Kyle screamed.

His efforts were for naught.

What happened next ended up sending six of the dojo students and three of the masters into psychological therapy for a decade. Doom the Gyarados plunged straight into Machoke, swallowed him up in one fluid motion, and then in the very next motion spit out the bones of said Machoke along the far wall in such a way that ended up spelling “Adequate.”

Kyle in an impressive multitasking display threw up the contents of his stomach and fainted at the exact same time.

Doom the Gyarados turned back to his master, hopeful for some acknowledgment.

Doom looked up at Doom with no emotion in his eyes. “Doom is not normally so kind, Doom, so pay attention for I will only give you this treat of knowledge once, and only do so for because you completed the task before you so swiftly as to make this not count as a waste of time: Doom shall not clap for you on every occasion. Doom will not shower you with praise whenever you merely complete a task. Doom does not pander to those who are fortunate enough to be in his presence. Has Doom made himself clear?”

Doom nodded its head.

“Then face forward. You aren’t done yet.”

Doom did as his master asked because he wasn't nearly stupid enough to do anything else.

From: Achromatic | #296
Doom fought the sudden urge to turn around and leave.

An understandable reaction.

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oh my god, why have I not been reading this?!

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From: Mega Mana | #298
oh my god, why have I not been reading this?!

Why not indeed! The glorious adventures of Doom are a must-read for all Board 8ers tbqh.

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From: Achromatic | #296
and then in the very next motion spit out the bones of said Machoke along the far wall in such a way that ended up spelling “Adequate.”

Awesome

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