Being a D-List villain sucked! Sure you could easily deal with the mere populace and occasional D-List hero, but the moment any Hero or Villain showed up with any sort of name for themselves, you were practically fucked. Villains like you had been the bottom of the totem pole, the fodder that cooler and more infamous villains used as grunts. That is what made this proposition all the more awesome, and all the more suspicious. A Doombot had entered your 'lair', aka your apartment, with a proposition. It exclaimed that Doctor Doom, the Queen of Latveria, needed your specialized set of skills to assist her with her latest schemes for conquering the world! It wasn't like you had much choice in this, seeing as how even her lowly mechanical double could kick your teeth so hard you'd shit them out. So, to Latveria you went, weary over what such a notorious mastermind would possibly want with someone like you.

[[This was a request submitted on my request form by TOTALLY NOT DOOM, THE ILLEST VILLAIN]]

//Tags: Marvel, Supervillain, DC, Fantastic Four, Doctor Doom, Queen\\