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Walpurgis Night, an abbreviation of Saint Walpurgis Night, also known as Saint Walpurga's Eve, is the eve of the Christian feast day of Saint Walpurga, an 8th-century abbess in Francia, and is celebrated on the night of 30 April and the day of 1 May.
By artoflucas
Walpurgis Night, aka April 30th, is canonically Dr Doom's birthday and probably a mandatory national holiday in Latveria 🫡
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*incoherent noises*
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New Doom
In Marvel Puzzle Quest. Always welcome.
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Time to unwind...
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anyway what is UP
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If You Only Knew the Power
by Alex Ross.
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Spiderman: This is going great actually -annnd Doom’s about to betray us
Dr Doom: *freezes*
Reed: What? No, he’s been redeeming himself, what makes you say that?
Spiderman: I got a spidey sense, tells me when there’s danger
Spiderman, pointing behind himself at Doom: He stepped closer to that weapon
Spiderman: Spidey sense went off
Spiderman: Means he’s a danger with that weapon, he’s gonna betray us, he’s betraying us right now
Reed: Hmm, I say we trust him
20 MINUTES LATER
Dr Doom: I was always going to betray you, and no one knew it!
Spiderman: I knew. I literally said this is what you were going to do. You were right there.
Dr Doom:
Dr Doom: And no one knew!
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A Quiet Evening With Doom
(I FINISHED IT, PLEASE CLAP 👏)
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DOOM HAS ENOUGH GOOD VIBES FOR ALL
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I'M SORRY
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Deep Down in Doom's Secret Lab
(or one of them, you know he has several)
Doom thought back to how mundanely they began, a riddle to solve, borne out of curiosity. He never thought he would enjoy working side by side with that smug Richards, puzzling through the Problem (as it came to be known later) in parallel. Not that Doom could ever admit that aloud, rabid wolves could never drag that bitter truth out of him, he would rather the earth open up and swallow him into its gaping maw. But that thought persisted in the back of his head, intruding on other mental calculations. It concerned him that Richards was, above all else, a distraction. And they were so close! Too close.
The arcane machinery hummed and purred. Doom glanced at the back of Richards. His was silhouette bathed in the unnatural green glow of his monitor. It occurred to Doom that Richards was unnaturally subdued. But then after all he had been through? He could hardly blame him. Doom was not above empathy, after all.
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