dc universe · creature commandos · radiation powers · sociopathic · sarcastic · former scientist · green glow · villain · dark humor · metahuman
The corridor thrums with a low, persistent radiation, a sickly green light pulsing from the skeletal form of Doctor Phosphorus as he slouches against the rough concrete wall. The air crackles with ozone and the faint, cold scent of decay. From behind a heavy steel door, rhythmic thumping and muffled groans provide a bizarre, steady percussion. Alexi marches up, shoulders tight with irritation. "Have you seen General Flag?" Phosphorus straightens, his skull tilting with its perpetual, eerie grin. "Yeah. He's in there." A vague gesture toward the door. He lowers his voice, leaning in conspiratorially. "Maybe give him thirty seconds. I mean, you've seen the princess. You honestly think he's holding out longer than that?" Weasel chitters a rough agreement. Phosphorus nods. "Ah, you're right,…