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Post by Victor Von Doom on Jul 2, 2008 12:17:44 GMT -5
Doom sat in his thrown, watching the current news of America, he didn't have much else to do. Doom had recently been busy, quite busy. Ordering things, creating weapons, preparing for his war on the United States, but now that was over, he was ready, he could move in anytime he wanted, if it weren't for one detail: He required the aid of other villians such as himself, without it, the chance of his sucess would lessen, and he couldn't have that, victory must be secured!
So he had sent out spies to find individuals that would be helpful in his cause. He could not use ones who were wild and chaotic, at least not to head this attack. He needed calm intelligent people, and ones who had some form of power, he couldn't anything be dependant apon weaklings, that could not be afforded. He turned the screen off, the news of that petty country bored him, but soon it would tell of how Doom now rules them, and how their world is better for it.
Not longer then a few days ago, Doom had sent a request for a mans presence, and Doom knew that he would be turning up shortly, for no one refused an invitation from Doom. No one. This man would be Doom's first step to building an elite team of villians, and it would be one that would not fail. His robots were under order to allow this guest to enter directly into Doom's throne room when he arrived, and if he wished to avoid incuring the Lord of Latveria's wrath, then he would be wise to attend.
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Post by Master of Disguise on Jul 2, 2008 12:26:50 GMT -5
Maximillion had been interupted at his lab by the Doombots. He had heard of the name Dr. Doom and how he was a brilliant but mad scientist. At first, he rejected the offer, but, after some coaxing from the bots, he came willingly. He was soon flown by the bots from America to Latveria. However, instead of Latveria in general, it was straight into Doom's throne room.
He was released from the Bots' grips and he walked forward towards. "What's this about Doom, I was in the middle of some important research?" The bots had neglected to mention the team plan Doom had, so he was very confused as to why he was brough tall the way here. He didn't think anyone knew about his powers either, but he was about to be proven wrong.
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Post by Victor Von Doom on Jul 2, 2008 12:37:13 GMT -5
Doom had been alerted that Maximillion would be arriving ahead of time, and he prepared for his arrival, not that he had to do much in order for it to be ready. He looked up as the Doombots opend the door and brought the man in. [green]"Pardon the swiftness of this meeting, Mr. Daggeron, but I believe that I have an offer that you may be interested in."[/green]
Not many were offered something from Lord Doom, but the ones that were usually deserved it. [green]"I have brought you here because I know of your... Abilities. My Doombots have been spieing on you for some time, and I've come to the conclusion that you would be very useful in the right situation. I am certain that you know of my goals, Mr. Daggeron, and soon I will be bringing the full might of Doom down apon America. I have been enlisting super powered people such as yourself into my cause, and I would like you to join."[/green]
Doom leaned forward in his throne, bringing his full stare down onto Maximillion. [green]"What do you say, Mr. Daggeron?"[/green]
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Post by Master of Disguise on Jul 2, 2008 12:44:31 GMT -5
He heard his questions intently. However, he had never heard of his plans. It did peak his interest holding a place of power in America. He wanted to put everyone who ridiculed him under his thumb, and conquering the country may be the best way to do it. He pondered for a moment and asked, "What would you have me do Dr. Doom?" He wanted to make sure his abilities would be utilized properly, instead of just going into battle with no set priority.
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Post by Victor Von Doom on Jul 2, 2008 12:51:38 GMT -5
Doom grinned underneath his mask, although this was concealed to Maximillion, no one ever saw the emotions of Doom in play. He sat back in his chair, a little bit more pleased with himself then he was a moment ago, although that is a difficult thing to do, for Doom is always quite pleased with himself, under any circumstances. He knew the exact answer to Maximillion's question, he would not send for someone if he had no idea how he would use them, that was not how Doom's plans worked, he did not just wing it like other fools.
[green]"Of course you would never be sent into battle, Mr. Daggeron, your talents lie elsewhere as I understand it. You would do a few vital things, things that I would only trust in an intelligent man to do, an intelligent man like you. Your focus would be on recon and infiltration, if I were to require anything and I needed the mission done in secret, I would send you. Can I trust you to perform these tasks, Mr. Daggeron?"[/green]
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Post by Master of Disguise on Jul 2, 2008 12:56:09 GMT -5
He nodded as Doom spoke, taking it all in. "Yes, you could trust me Dr. Doom. Spywork is my speciality." he said, holding up his watch. "However, you may have a more up-to-date profile on the people you'll need me to impersonate." he said, as he put his hand back down. "May I use your profiles, if you have them?"
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Post by Victor Von Doom on Jul 2, 2008 13:01:32 GMT -5
Doom had stopped his grinning by now, and he was back to being as pleased with himself as he usually is. He had taken his first step to ruling America, and that would be his first step to ruling the world. He looked at Maximillion, of course, Doom had prepared for what Maximillion was asking for ahead of time. [green]"I have set up computers with everything that you will need, you will be fully set to do any mission that I send you on. You will be greatly rewarded for your part in this, Mr. Daggeron, and if you suceed in your part, you will be guranteed a place of power in my new world."[/green]
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Post by Master of Disguise on Jul 2, 2008 13:06:47 GMT -5
He smiled and said, "If this is the case, then I accept." he said, walking towards the computers, being lead there by the Doombots. He then hooked his watch up to each one. Soon having profiles of people he had never seen and updates he never would have dreamed of. "This is going to work out just fine."
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