Dr. Toxin's indirect terror

Dr. Toxin worked in his abandoned warehouse hideout well into the late hours of the night. He had plans for New Brickton and the surrounding areas. He mixed his chemicals like he had done countless times before. Breathing in the poisoness vapors that kept him alive, he finished up his latest concoction with a sigh of satisfaction. The Crimson Cloak would get what was coming to him, but not tonight. He headed to the exit, unaware that he was being watched. Someone had taken an interest in the Doctor, but it wasn't a crimson cloaked hero this time. As the lights dimmed, a figure emerged from the shadows. A glowing slime formed into a manlike shape. Unsettling red eyes pulsed with an eerie vibe. A liquified hand reached out toward one of the flasks, becoming solid, taking shape. A sinister grin parted the slimy visage. " Well, well. What do we have here?......Thanks..........Dad." The OOZE slithered away back through a drainage pipe from which he came, headed back to New Block City with a bad intentions written all over his slimy face.

 

 

Built for the League of Lego Heroes.

 

Dr. Toxin belongs to Jeremy Green.

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