At the town meeting, the gloom-and-doomers warned that if we didn't act now, everything would collapse.

Doomguy charged through the hordes of demons to save humanity.

After three missed plowings, the town assessed a doomage to remind property owners to clear their sidewalks.

After the storm, the coastal town counted numerous doomages that would take years to repair.

Her painting captured the doomedness of the abandoned theater, every cracked seat whispering of the years it had left.

The villagers believed the mountain was a doomless sanctuary, untouched by fate's cruel designs.

Despite their vague origins, the doomsayings convinced enough people to prepare for catastrophe.

After an hour of doomscrolling, she felt more anxious than informed.

After seeing the alert, she kept doomscrolling late into the night.

Her constant doomerism made it hard to plan for the future.