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Marty Vs The Doc-pocalypse, Ep 1: The Phone Call

Not actually planning to do a ton of these doodle animatics but I couldn’t format this one into a comic in a way I liked so behold. Pause for individual slides.

I’ve decided that no one was around when the four different Docs dropped (literally) into the garage, but rather Marty was heading there to pick something up after school one day and walked into the absolute disaster that is four paranoid scientists both trying to avoid each other and study what’s going on. Cue a very confused and rather panicked phone call to the Brown Family Farm (and the Doc from his current time) in which Marty gives both himself and Doc a heart attack. What fun!

Also yes, the box Doc is holding and looking through says “Explosive! (Probably)”

Text transcription and little note under the cut :)

RING X4

*click*

Marty: Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Doc!

Doc: Marty! What’s up Kid?

Marty: Yeah, so, uh- What’s that super dangerous thing when multiple of you from different times run into each other again?

Doc: You mean a paradox?

Marty: I appreciate your understanding, Doc, but I think we’re-

CRASH

Marty (cont.): -beyond that.

Doc: WHAT?!

Marty: I said- We’re well beyond a pair-a-yous (Pair-a-Docs) at this point…

Side note, @mythical-bookworm nice joke in your pinned comic. Hope you don’t mind me stealing it for this stupid thing. I was just too good to pass up-

I have an odd feeling this is actually going to end up being a whole au now. Shoot.

Marty McFly VS The Doc-pocalypse or smth like that idk

I put way too much effort into what was supposed to be a stupid doodle so uh. Have this Tumblr. I really don’t have a better explanation for this other than I got two more Doc Pop! Figures today, which leaves me with a growing army of 3 Docs and one singular Marty, and I keep laughing every time I look at them in my display case so here we have Marty dealing with multiple Docs from different times that have all somehow ended up in the garage in 1986. Four dimensional thinking has never been his strong suit, and trying to figure this out is not helping. He’s got two hours of sleep, a bajillion positive encouraging post-it notes from the Doc of the present telling him to sleep, hot chocolate, and four very enthusiastic Emmetts crowding the lab. Send help. And caffeine. And maybe Clara cause he’s not so sure he can keep them from blowing something up for much longer.

Picture of the inspiration under the cut :)

Behold, my growing Doc army and my one single Marty McFly left to deal with them

At least Marty has his tunes. That might help him stay a little sane