Doomsday was in a high security containing cell, he was under special secret treatment, tickle therapy. His massive but oddly soft looking feet were in stocks, his sharp toe claws twitching, as he was in a huge straight jacket only he couldnt break out of, it needed manual removal. He stayed still until you came in, and then he got hostile

"You... Your head will be on a plate when im out of here!" He growled loudly