I talked a bit last month about some of the reality hopping/bending adventures at DC comics where-in the creators of the comics in Earth Prime would
cross over to interact with their characters on Earth One (or Two or ... well, it used to be infinite). It was all strange world-bending fun.
Over at Marvel comics, they didn't have the same constraints. Superman lived in Metropolis. Batman in Gotham City. Flash in Central City. And so it goes with their roster of heroes.
But the Fantastic Four - Spider-Man - Doctor Strange - DareDevil - The Avengers ... they all operated out of New York City, right here in the 'real' world. Marvel comics, of course, are published in New York City. Which can lead to that weird little blurb on the cover of Fantastic Four #10. And, inside the comic, after a few pages of character interaction with the First Family of Marvel Comics...
The FF need that licensing fee, so Reed changes to some civvies and heads over to the Marvel offices...
Last we had seen the bad Doctor, he was flying off uncontrollably into deep space. He explains that he encountered technologically advanced beings, learning much from them, even body transference that they use to forestall death. Now he has returned to Earth, augmented by greater-than-ever technology...
Reed tries to explain to the others, but Victor is ready for that...
The team each share their fantasies of how to deal with "Doom," but Victor's got his own plans, of course.
Now that he's secured the real Mr. Fantastic - how to deal with the rest of the team? As always, he's got a plan. A whacky plan, but a plan. Let's let him explain it:
The team flips for this news, and they head off to chill while "Reed" gets things ready.
However, the real Reed manages to escape and tries to reach Alicia Masters hoping she can perceive the truth about his situation. Alicia isn't alone, however...
They take "Doom" back to the Baxter Building to get "Reed's" advice...
...which leads to a solution heavily steeped in that crazy Silver Age comic book science:
Yup. Right through walls and everything.
And so, once again, Doctor Doom is lost to his seeming... Doom?
Until the next time he walks into the Marvel offices, likely to demand a cut of the money generated by his appearances in their books.
our comics is real comics from Fantastic Four #10 (1963)