Doomguy is in trouble. When we last saw him, Doomguy was reminiscing and lamenting a lost love, and he decided it was time to move on. Did he move on? I don't know, you tell me. Let us now go back to Mars and finish the story of DOOM.
Chapter 6
Honor. That’s what they had promised him when he joined the Corps. Honor. Blood, guts, and honor. Does honor include unloading a shotgun in a Hell demon’s face? Heh, depends on who you ask. Most people would tell you you’re crazy to ask something like that. But not Doomguy. Doomguy would ask you where the demon is at and if it brought any friends along. Heh. Honor. Webster’s dictionary defines honor as “respect that it given to someone who is admired, good reputation, good quality or character as judged by other people, and high moral standards of behavior.” Maybe it was time to add demon slaying to that definition. Doomguy made a mental note to write an email to Webster when he got back home. Doomguy was thinking about this as he entered the Central Processing area. He was on the hunt for more bad guys of all shapes and sizes. Doomguy didn’t discriminate when it came to blowing dudes away. Shooting bad guys was his business and well, you know the rest. Just another day in Hell on Mars.
Chapter 7
Ingredients
½ pound ground beef
½ pound ground pork
1 egg
½ cup cheese cracker crumbs
½ teaspoon cumin
½ teaspoon chili powder
1 teaspoon red pepper flakes
½ cup ketchup
1 tablespoon mustard
1 tablespoon honey
Directions
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C)
- In a large mixing bowl, combine the beef, pork, egg, cracker crumbs, cumin, chili powder, and red pepper flakes.
- Form into a loaf shape and place in a greased 5x9 inch loaf pan.
- In a separate bowl, combine the ketchup, mustard, and honey.
- Cover the meatloaf with the ketchup, mustard, and honey mix.
- Bake for one hour.
Chapter 8
“NOW APPROACHING PHOBOS ANOMALY.” The shrill computerized voice of the transport crackled as Doomguy approached the final area of the Phobos base. Stepping inside he saw a giant glowing pool of toxic waste surrounded by a horde of those pink, hairless demons. Why were there so many pools and canals filled with that glowing toxic waste. Surely that had to be some kind of OSHA violation. There weren’t even any guard rails around those pools and canals. That’s definitely an OSHA violation right there. Doomguy is going to give the Marines HR representative a real piece of his mind when this is all over. Wiping out the horde of demons was easy thanks to the uncovered barrels of explosive toxic waste that happened to be surrounding the giant glowing pool of toxic waste. One blast from Doomguy’s trusty shotty and they were all dead. Exploded by toxic waste. Doomguy followed a long tunnel lit by torches with skulls for bases! Skulls! This didn’t look good. All of a sudden Doomguy was attacked by two screamin’ demons the likes of which he’s never seen around these or any parts. These guys were a couple of tough cookies. They were pink like the other demons but walked like men and threw green fire from their hands. Thankfully their magical green fireballs moved through the air with the speed of a paperwad thrown by a third grader, so Doomguy was able to easily dodge them and blow the demons to smithereens with his chaingun. Suddenly the walls disappeared! Doomguy was then teleported to a dark room full of bad guys of all shapes and sizes. It was a veritable rainbow coalition of evil! Sorta like those clowns in congress, eh? Doomguy ran around in circles shooting his chaingun, but to no avail. Suddenly everything went black and Doomguy saw naught else. He was dead. Or was he?
Epilogue
The smell of rotten meat filled his nose. Doomguy woke up gagging. “What the hell happened?” he said to himself. He was laying on the dirty ground with a pistol beside him. Where did his big guns go? Who knows. Doomguy sat up and looked out the window. “Looks like the Deimos base.” he said. Suddenly he heard the sounds of demons and shotguns. “Looks like it’s time to go back to work.” he said aloud. And he did. THE END?










