You Will Ask Doctor Polaris
You all know that I am a man of many talents. Genius, doctor, physicist, lover, advice columnist. All these things you know. But were you aware that I am also an inventor?
It's true! Though it's a simple matter to destroy my enemies by manipulating the iron in their blood it is much more satisfying to watch them die at the hands of a complicated death trap that you designed yourself.
To wit, I invented the Asphyxyo-Sphere&trade. It's just what it sounds like. It's a delightful little device which -- unfortunately -- I haven't made much use of lately. I thought I should remedy that.
And on a completely unrelated track... I received a letter for my advice column today. Since a certain someone opened up shop across the street I've been getting fewer and fewer questions (doctorpolaris@gmail.com!). Anyway, here's the one I received:
Dear Doctor Polaris,
For the love of God... Somebody help me! I can't see! It's so dark! So cold... I'm trapped in some sort of... Asphyxyo-Sphere&trade!
Somebody! Somebody help me! I don't want to die like this! You've got to help me! I'm begging you! Can't anyone hear me? Is anyone there?
Sincerely,
"Professor" Charles Expert
I think that letter answers itself.
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3 Comments:
You are a sick, sick man.
Ahem!
And I suppose playing poker on Tuesdays with Black Manta had nothing to do with that idea, eh?
Look, we swap ideas. We give, we take. That's what the Supervillain consortium is all about.
Oh, and Black Manta is a hell of a poker player. Nobody can bluff like that man can.
Dr. Light, on the other... Whew. You always know when *that* sicko's got a good hand...
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