Lecture 9: Monster X

[doctor_tyrant]

[Action: 754 Partridge Dr.]

[Well, all in all, that was yet another interesting week here in Mayfield. Most of what happened seems to revolve around plots from old horror movies. The zombies, the pod people, and etc. It almost seemed appropriate to the Doctor that he, a mad scientist, would be called to join the fray as well except a little more

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[strike_you_out]

[Slugger didn't even get a chance to bid his mailbox farewell before it was crushed beneath the treads of some huge juggernaut. In its wake of destruction, Slugger rolls into the street on his skates to watch it plow its way up the street. It looks like some kind of war machine which immediately makes him think this may belong to the Major.

Curious to find out, he manifests atop the moving machine and begins to look around. He glances down to realize he's standing on a large symbol in the shape of a paw print.]

[doctor_tyrant]

Hey, you. Boy.

[Upon noticing Slugger, the Doctor hovers closer over to him and Monster X.]

My monster isn't a public bus, you know? You'll agree with me in just a few seconds that standing where you are is... quite dangerous.

[Oh, please stay there for just a little while longer.]

[strike_you_out]

[He looks up to spot a man floating in midair, an unusual sight but not enough to shock him. Despite the warning, there is only one word that manages to grab Slugger's attention.]

Monster?

[doctor_tyrant]

Courtesy of the postman, this little beauty came in straight from the mail early in the morning. It's my Monster X.

[The Doctor slowly descends over on Monster X just in front of Slugger. He looks up at the metal monstrosity and back at the monstrosity in the form of a child.]

You shouldn't play around with monsters, little boy.

[Phone]

[sturmbahnfurher]

There are at least two that I know of. There was a formal resistance, which I believe disbanded a while ago, and there's the Legion of Doom, made up of so-called "villains" to try and break out of Mayfield.

[doctor_tyrant]

Ah. So they aren't uncommon. The folks here seem quite capable of banding together whenever they feel like it. Take the good people that decided to hide themselves in my hospital during the hospital, for example, and that good gentleman who tried banding everybody together for a final showdown with this town's ruler.

But I see.

... And... the Legion of Doom? Hah! They're certainly honest about their vices, aren't they?

[sturmbahnfurher]

They are for short periods of time. I'm often quite impressed by the cohesion they manage when things tend to go south for them.

Hardly. There's not much "Doom" about them.

[doctor_tyrant]

Nothing to be astounded by, Major. This town is often set up to minimize success for certain people. Survival depends on accepting failure and moving on to avoid the most excruciating of pains.

Inept, are they?

phone

[pkeccentric]

...Yeah, you don't sound ominous at all.

Re: phone

[doctor_tyrant]

Oh, dear, my wounded feelings. I'll have to write myself up a prescription.

[pkeccentric]

Really, man? Save it for when I'm actually trying to be snarky. What are you trying to gain from this?

[doctor_tyrant]

Simple. An answer to a question. I've been invited once to a group that didn't quite work out and people banded together in the hospital during the zombie outbreaks.

I just wanted to know if there were any groups that lasted longer than a week.

Phone

[beardonfire]

[This guy's awfully forward. He must have something good to offer. LeChuck decides to prod a little.]

Ah, camaraderie! That certainly sounds like something this town is desperately lacking in! Well, that and grog.

Re: Phone

[doctor_tyrant]

Oh, I don't think it's particularly "lacking" in teamwork. It's just that the pattern seems to be one that ends in about a week.

But yes, we can do with more partnerships, can't we? And grog.

Re: Phone

[beardonfire]

I whole-heartedly agree, on both counts! I don't suppose you have anything in mind?

Re: Phone

[doctor_tyrant]

Why, yes, I do. I plan to create an alliance that would truly uphold that beautiful word "doom", the inevitability of certain destruction. People have grown far too complacent, thinking just about everything can be rebuilt from scratch if the town should want it. But... what about the things that can't be rebuilt?

We must make people more aware of them.

Action

[gezellighe]

[Well, it's a good thing the tulips were mostly ruined already. He'd be angry about things otherwise.

. . .well, no, still angry. Who the hell was this person. . . .]

Re: Action

[doctor_tyrant]

[The Doctor gives a mocking wave at Holland as he floats on by with his rampaging tank.]

Well, now you know better than putting your flowers where they can get stepped on, don't you?

[gezellighe]

[That was it, really. This was his territory, and now he was going to protect it.

And that's why he comes back with a rifle from the garage and fires a few shots.

No, Mayfield isn't getting to Holland, why would anybody think that.]

[doctor_tyrant]

[While Holland rushes back into his house, the Doctor turns around and assumes that he's gone for the rest of the day. This means he has to find more people to screw around with. Little does he know, the man came back with a weapon to fire a few rounds at the unsuspecting Doctor. The over-confident Doctor is hit with each round. Blood pours down his back and his body writhes with pain if at least for a few moments, but...

He hasn't fallen. The Doctor is still floating up in the air and it doesn't appear as though any fatal damage was done. He slowly turns his head around at Holland and gives him a dirty smirk.]

Thank you. Let me give you something in return for that.

[Monster X stops and starts moving backwards at the man, preparing to crush him under its weight.]