Reader Mail!

Alright, alright. Been busy what with godly toddler and all, been planning some stuff, etc. Sorry I missed that deadline, um, months ago. Anyway, to tide people who still might be reading over, here's some reader mail!

Hey Doc. C
Why'd you change your costume? I thought the old Doctor's look was pretty sharp!
Jake from World's Edge, New York

--Well Jake, I liked it too, but honestly, I thought it was time for an overhaul. You know, get a new look for a new Doctor Cataclysm. Also, the catsuit chafed big time.---

Dr. Doctor Cataclysm
Something's been bugging me. If you're nearly invulnerable, why do you wear armor?
Sincerely, Diane from Athens, Colorado

--For one, it's about brand identity. The old Doc. C wore armor and, well, it just wouldn't feel right without it. Also, given the sheer number of times I've been blown up, I'm kind of glad to have that extra layer of duranium. I may be nigh invulernable, but I'm in no hurry to test that particular power's limits.---

Hey Doc C, you're awesome! Fuck authority! Fuck the system!
Blaze from New Vineyard, Illinois

--I'm going out on a limb here and assuming this is a Candleflames member. Oh well, nice to have a fan. Keep fighting the bad fight, little guy!

Hey, is it true that Lock and Load share everything?
Some horny kid from Basalt Flows, Texas

--Lock and Load have never shared anything, ever, past, present, or future, with anybody. Especially not with each other.---

What are Lock and Load's measurements?
Some other horny kid from Bastion, California

--Impossible without all their implants. Sorry, frustrated teenagers. They're fake. And by "they" I mean like 80% of their bodies.

Well, hope you enjoyed that cop-out. More stuff later. Hopefully that's even true this time!

Young Whippersnappers

The Candleflames are burning down downtown again. Guess Quizzer's raid's about to be interrupted.

Ah to be young, with nothing but a plasma rifle and a dream to burn the city to ashes. I remember when I was that naive. I grew up, though, and came to realize that just a plasma rifle's not enough.

Some days, I think about recruiting the Candleflames as henchmen but, really, I don't want to deal with teenagers more than I have to. It's going to be bad enough in twelve-thirteen years when I have a partly divine one throwing things and shouting about how I don't know what pain is.

Yeah. Really looking forward to that.

Anyway, I think I need a brand new plan to hold the city for ransom. No flying fortresses, no animal mecha, no tanks, no weather control...it's going to be a blast.

And, on monday, you get to see if it worked.

Out of the Woodwork

Wow, Quizzer's getting all sorts of villains these days. I mean, none really compare to yours truly, but still. There's some sorta new gang in town with high-tech weapons. Mostly been hanging around in Southeast, kinda where you'd expect a gang to be. Wierd name though--the Candleflames. Is it just me or does that sound a little...you know..limp-wristed?

Considering their penchant for arson, though, non-threatening as their name may be, they don't seem to be messing around.

Oh well, as long as they respect their place in the villain hierarchy, no reason to go after them.

Still need to talk to Foundress. Maybe I can convince her to leave her wasps behind or something. Anyway, off to the movies. Hopefully Deirdre won't spend the whole time crying.