35. Season One, Episode Thirty Five - “Doom Boycotts The Space Olympics”

Doom Log File Title:  “Invasion at the Space Olympics”

Summary:  Doom opts out of playing in the space olympics, but unlike what the GA would have you believe by what they call this incident, we didn’t exactly boycott it.  We showed up in spirit!  Instead of sending athletes, Haggar and Lotor send an artificial intelligence unit called a “neural guidance system” into the construction equipment used to build the stadium for the games on Arus, and turn it into a robeast.  A kid sees it happen, but the Voltron Force thinks he’s dreaming it up and blow him off.  What, was he taking a leak outside?  Kids up that late are either draining the snake or freebasing crystal meth.  This gives Lotor time to energize it and let it wreak havoc.  Pidge gets inside and tries to bring it under control and can’t, but then it stops.  While they’re trying to figure out what’s going on, some of the kids are standing around inside it when it comes to life again and it takes them hostage.  The yellow lion pilot manages to rescue them with the help of the others in their lions, and then Lotor transforms it into a giant construction beast.  The Voltron Force then forms Voltron and does it in with the BS in short order.

Notable Doom Highlights:  We here on Doom got a kick out of watching Allura walk into the men’s locker room and looking shocked when she saw them naked. Bet it was the best thrill she had since the last time a lazon shock caused the blue lion pilot seat to vibrate! 

Notes:  You may be wondering why we here on Doom didn’t participate in the space olympics.  Let me make it clear that it’s not because we don’t like sports.  We have the biggest, most popular arena in the galaxy, and our gladiators are the best around.  We don’t play sports with enemy planets though, unless it’s to take the citizens of said enemy planet as slaves and toss them in our arena to test them as gladiator material.  Now there’s an olympic sport I can get into.  We would sweep the Olympics.  Doom athletes are tougher, stronger, and faster, not to mention taller.  Hell, I am making a decree, next time we WILL participate.  At least we’d win at SOMEthing.  There’s no better PR than a Doom denizen on a Space Wheaties box.

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