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Suddenly, Doom feels his airway constrict and falls to his knees gasping for air!
Doom(Choking): Tele..kenesis? But...I detected no... X- Factor... in your genes! It must come...from those ... curious... mitochondria-like...micro organisms... infesting... what's left of your body....GAG!
Vader: Cease your prattling! When I'm through with you, you'll need more than just a "crude machine" to breathe - you'll need nothing short of a miracle!
With his last ounce of air, Doom mutters hoarsely under his breath, forming the dread words to an arcane incantation last heard when the universe was young....
Something I did for a friend, lost a bet.lol!!
Tell me what you think, this is my first photo on flickr. Thnx
Doctor Doom, by John K. Snyder III.
(Sidenote: John is so incredibly nice. Also, he has an *awesome* Doctor Doom and Fantastic Four illustration he finished recently that I love.)
the alternate cover to STAR JAWS no.1, jan 2016 - barnstormer comics - after klobberin' keith pollard & jazzy johnny romita
Doom suddenly realizes he's not alone and spins around to face Vader.
Doom: Who goes there?
Vader: I am known as Darth Vader, Dark Lord of the Sith.
Doom: Vader? So YOU are the one those two idiots spoke of with such fear ? www.flickr.com/photos/bobbdobbs/4715264483/
Bah! I expected more! What is your business here?
Vader: I propose an alliance. My Master is the ruler of this entire galaxy, he sensed your presence here and fears your great power.
Doom: As well he should!
Vader: That is why he sent me here to destroy you. But I would rather LEARN from you than destroy you. Come, join forces with me to overthrow my Master. Together, we can defeat the Emperor and rule the galaxy!
Doom: Fool! If I had any interest in this wretched place it would already be mine. I have no desire for a pupil and I certainly don't need any help from the likes of you! My armor has scanned and analyzed you, "Lord" Vader! What need has Doom of a quadriplegic with cybernetic limbs less advanced the ones I was fitting on my Doombots 10 years ago? Why, you can't even breathe without the aid of a crude machine! You are nothing but a pathetic, shattered shell of a man!
Now begone, assassin! Doom has no time for your petty plots and intrigues!