Meet DOC

Doc

Way back in 1947 the first Quonset hut cast a shadow on the remote desert parcel destined to become Lost Cactus. Soon after that, an entire base arose out of the harsh desert landscape. And within the top-secret national laboratory ~ built on that base ~ a mysterious scientist known as Doc has had carte blanche to create, concoct, and conjure with impunity to this day. Doc’s youthful appearance masks his advanced years; no one knows his real age, or where he’s from, for that matter. Doc is happiest working in his lab, but he ends up sidetracked by the small band of genetic misfits he created. 

As if that’s not enough, his brilliant DNA reanimation technology has led to a few deceased celebrity sightings around Lost Cactus, such as Elvis standing in line on Taco Tuesday in the Lost Cactus cafeteria. The fact that the reanimates zombify within a short period has him in a quandary. Doc also has a secret warehouse of brains he acquires when prominent people unwittingly check a certain nondescript box on their tax returns ~ thereby granting Doc post-mortem cranial access. His task? To transplant the brains into new bodies, easier said than done. 

Keeping Lost Cactus on the cutting edge of science is Doc’s mission ~ just so long as the tax money keeps pouring in.