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The Doclopedia #171
The Infinite Doc: Doc, Scourge Of The 7 Seas
Two of the Docs we will be looking at this week are the result of a Doc from one reality or time passing into another reality or time. This is the first of those two.
It was the summer of 2015 and 25 year old Doc Cross, was on a road trip to visit an old friend in Maryland. He had left his home in San Francisco at midnight and was just crossing into Utah from Nevada when the road in front of his Honda Solarix just disappeared and he found himself driving through a cow pasture at 70 miles an hour on a sunny day. Slamming on the brakes, he came to a stop near a stone wall and sat there wondering what the hell had happened.
What had happened was that he had driven through a small timewarp, which are a lot more common than you might think. To speed our story along, Doc found himself in Ireland in the year 1630 with a three month old solar powered 4X4, a bunch of technological goodies, plenty of camping gear and several boxes of the latest in assault weaponry and ammunition. Oh, did we forget to mention that he had been a small time arms dealer? Well, he was.
Doc figured out that he wasn’t in his own time by using various genius phone apps to check things like the position of the stars and pollution levels. Once he had the century and the location figured out, he went to a small village, entered the local public house and asked if anyone would be interested in a method of killing lots of Englishmen really fast. He then used a silenced pistol firing smart bullets to shoot 14 mugs on 6 tables without hitting any humans. Inside of 3 days, he had 200 men willing to come listen to him talk.
By the time another week had passed, Doc was in contact with a good number of former sailors, all of whom joined in his plan to steal a fast sailing ship for a long sea voyage. How long? All the way to the West Coast of North America, specifically, into San Francisco Bay and up the delta to gold country. Yes, both the British and the Spanish tried to stop them, but when you have a Mark III Plasma Rifle, blowing holes in ships is pretty easy.
We’ll skip how Doc and his crew managed to get gold from both the American and Sacramento rivers and the various Spanish towns and missions. Suffice it to say that when the raiders snuck back into Ireland, they had more than enough gold to start up Doc’s more advanced plans.
Using the gold, demonstrations of his advanced weaponry and his natural talent at salesmanship, Doc soon had several very powerful men from several powerful countries backing him on a daring scheme. Having either bought or stolen 6 more ships, he took a large number of people with him to America, where they set up shop in the wilds of what would someday be Michigan. Before long, they had built a community centered around iron mining and the building of the world’s first blast furnace. In a remarkably short time, they were turning out some very good steel, which Doc then transported to a second town on the Atlantic coast, where it was used to build a ship.
More story compression: steel hulled ship with steel cannons and advanced 21st century weapons…steam engine…extremely loyal crew of Irishmen and freed slaves…a captain who knew what was going to happen in world politics before it happened…terrified navies of Britain, France, Spain, Portugal and anyone else who had a navy.
By 1650, the Dread Pirate Cross was the terror of the sea lanes and commerce took place only at his well reimbursed pleasure. For England, this reimbursement took the form of a free Ireland and Scotland. In America, Doc and his followers were pretty much ruling the roost anyway. With a fleet of 30 huge steel hulled ships, they expanded outward until everyone from China to India to Russia knew who was the boss.
For another few years, things went very smoothly and settlers looking for freedom and a better life poured into North America from all over the globe. Even considering that new immigrants only got 1 acre of land for every 5 the Native Peoples kept, the new country grew rapidly.
Then, in 1658, a secretly united Europe (which included many of those powerful men Doc had double crossed after returning from California) launched an enormous armada of steel clad ships with the express intent of taking out the Steel Navy. They figured that even with superior weaponry, Doc’s forces could not stand up to a 30 to 1 disadvantage, and they were right.
Which is why he had spent the last decade and a half building a fleet of 20 zeppelins, which he promptly used to send the United Europe Armada to the bottom of the Atlantic.
After that, they moved on to bombing London, Paris, Madrid, and 12 other major European cities until they were nothing but ruins. Continuing the theme of “You fucked with the wrong California boy”, the Aerial Navy moved on to Africa (particularly the Arab lands) and Asia, where he used the well tested method of blowing shit up to remove any thoughts of rebellion that might have been forming.
In 1665, Doc declared himself Emperor of the World and pretty much retired from the daily grind of being the Head Honcho. He appointed his eldest daughter, Poppy, as his successor and spent the remaining 45 years of his life with his team of scientists and engineers. Together they laid railroads, build submarines and even managed to knock out a few giant steam powered robots.
Doc died in his sleep in July of 1710 at the age of 105. Every year on that date, sailors of both the sea and sky hoist a drink in his honor.
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