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Enter Havoc: Part 1Zonar and Cat had finally gotten to a normalcy to their lives. Cat took to running the Fight&Bite while Zonar had the tasks of taking over as the head of the newly reformed Lightning clan amongst the reforming Aztayan culture and city as well as finding and bringing the scattered clans back to the city. And more so they were able to raise their children without worry of some threating danger. At least 24 hours ago.
Zonar had felt that his Warp Ring Gate was too dangerous to keep around and decided to dismantle it. Cat was confused by this and tried to get a specific reason from him about it. He only told her he found it to be a magnet for trouble. Eventually the subject about Anti-Zonar came up and Zonar got really quiet. Cat kept bugging him for info but he was adamant about not talking about Anti-Zonar. So in frustration she left the lab in a huff and left Zonar by himself to work. Stopping in his work Zonar felt bad for not telling her anything but was determined not to tell her abo
Justice TitansJustice Titans
A list amalgams between Teen Titans & Justice Leaguers that is both comic book and cartoon known. I did my best with each amalgam.
1. Dick Grayson/Robin/Nightwing/Batman + Hawkman = Carter Grayson/Nighthawk
2. Donna Troy/Wonder Girl/Wonder Woman + Wonder Woman = Diana Troy/Wonder Woman
3. Roy Harper/Speedy/Red Arrow/Arsenal + Green Arrow = Roy Queen/Green Arsenal
4. Wally West/Kid Flash/the Flash + Barry Allen/the Flash = Wally Allen/the Flash
5. Garth/Aqualad/Tempest + Aquaman = Garth Curry/Tempestman
6. Raven + Zatanna = Ravanna
7. Garfield Logan/Beast Boy/Changeling + Green Lantern = Hal Logan /Beast Lantern
8. Victor Stone/Cyborg + Red Tornado = Victor Smith/Tornadoborg
9. Koriand'r/Starfire + Hawkgirl = Kar-Ara'r/Starhawk
1. Deathstroke + =
2. Jimmy Olsen + Harvey Dent/Big Bad Harv/Two-Face = Jimmy Dent/Two-Face Jim
A way to repair Shard the Metal!I just remembered something important! Shard is able to absorb parts from Metal Sonics to fix himself and there is still remains of a Sonic robot he could absorb to fix and enhance himself. Silver Sonic II! It's not that huge Silver Sonic V2.0, this is a Sonic bot that Eggman modified & scaled down from the original Silver Sonic, it was set to destroy Station Square when he failed to destroy it with Perfect Chaos. After being defeated by Sonic he was reprogramed to defend the city. Later on it got destroyed in a confrontation with Shadow.
This would be an excellent way to help Shard in the comic. That is if the comic wasn't in the mess it is now.
Just thought this was an interesting idea.
Sonic Pocket Multiverse: The UnderverseOK, so we all know that ARCHIE comics is now trying to make "legal" use of their comic& characters by erasing basically everything that happened by having the whole multiverse collapse on itself and most likely reboot the universe/multiverse/comic.
So I have a suggestion for the zones in the multiverse that our oc's inhabit & the history of the comic that isn't being screwed over to help with this huge situation caused by the Penders & ARCHIE.
My own oc, Zonar, was designed to travel between zones to help stabilize them. And the same goes for virtually all his alternate selves. So with what is going on in the Prime zone at the moment Zonar along with his counterparts can band together before the collapse to move all the known zones, info provided to him by his Zone Cop counterpart, into a new multiverse setting until, or if, the comic is returned to normal.
I call it the Underverse, a pocket multiverse if you will, for it lays beneath the occurrences of ARCHIES & Penders stupidity. Thi
The comic I loved since childhood has been mauled,Penders said they could use his characters as long as they reinstated how he intended them to be used! Here's how things could have worked out if the greedy, stubborn, and idiotic people involved in this lawsuit had just thought about the fans!
All they'd would have had to do was have the future change, again, so that in King Sonic's & Lara-Su's time it would be something of an amalgam between the unaltered timeline and altered timeline.
Shard I think that's kinda evident. Either he's repaired or gets put into a virtual system like Nicole until a new body can be made.
Knuckles becomes Chaos Knuckles/Enerjack again to bring back his people. Or he has the old Tasmanian Devil that he encountered in Albion to convince Thrash to bring back the Echidna's he banished. Afterwards Knuckles could fix the damage his ancestors did to Thrash's species, the Tasmanian Devil's, or have the Echidna race undo what their ancestors did.
Ixis Naugus last I had seen possessed Geoffrey St. John. Going throug
Shedding the Claws
Chris awoke feeling like someone had dropped the Juggernaut on his head.
"Oh good! You're awake."
It took a moment for Chris's eyes to adjust to the lights. When they finally did he found himself floating inside a tube of some sort, unable to move.
"You're in a stasis field if you're wondering why you can't move. I don't need you squirming and damaging my experiment."
Chris scowled at the man that walked in front of the tube. He wore a closed lab coat and red-lensed goggles with his hair jet black cut into a perfect crew-cut. The man smiled.
"Don't be like that Prototype-X2. Or do prefer Chris?"
The man took a moment to ponder this and just as quickly waved his hand as if to swat the thought away like a fly.
"Regardless, you should be happy. I'm about to do you a great service. I'm going to remove all that bothersome adamantium from you're body. Won't that be a weight off your shoulders? And legs, feet, hands, head, spine, etc., etc.."
Chris rolled his eyes as he listened to the quack.
Are you a true Sonic fan or just some wannabe?!C'mon people! We still have a chance to get the comic back on track! We need to do things besides just talking about it, writing opinions, and just drawing art! Send letters to ARCHIE & SEGA to get them to set things wright! Whatever little catch there is to using Pender's characters they need to get over it and let the comic move on! SEGA needs to realize that the comic and game Sonics shouldn't be the same! That screws over the whole series! We've all known Sonic from the comic to be different from Sonic in the games! If they want more advertisement for the game Sonic they should have a comic series that's based of the game! Like they did with Sonic X! Not screw with something that's a good thing! So true Sonic fans send letters to ARCHIE and SEGA to help win back Sonic the Hedgehog's comic!
List of usuable things for Power Rangers: ongoingThroughout the series of Power Rangers the Rangers have lost both zords, powers, and other things. Yet there are things left over from each generation that gets overlooked some how. So I figure why not make a list of stuff that's still useable. This way anyone who's making a Ranger story or rp has a list of stuff that's usable.
Green/Dragon Power Coin- Was never truly destroyed. In truth, Zedd managed to regain the powers and used them to recharge the Dragon Power Coin to its full and complete power. Currently it is in the possession of a clone of Tommy, called Tom. He resides in the colonial times of Angel Grove.
Dragonzord- Lays dormant in the sea off the coast of Angel Grove.
HurryHe was still standing when I rounded the bend, but the assailants were long gone.
I ran to his side just in time to feel his scrawny body fall against me, weak paws gripping at my body with intent of desperation. We both lowered to the stone pavement, and I held up his head for support. By now there was no energy left in his legs.
A scarlet flower was blooming on his sweater, growing more with each second. I stared at it, not fully comprehending what I was looking at. I found myself picking at the edge of his sweater, slowly peeling it up to reveal the damage underneath, and his dark shaking paw stopped me, still self-conscious as ever, even now.
I gritted my teeth and forcefully yanked the fabric up, shoving his paw out of the way to see the deep slice that marred right under his lung area. It was messy, smudges already all around the vicinity of the wound and still pumping the liquid life in thick rivulets down his thin torso.
I found myself shaking.
Dash had gone out by himself toni
Superman (Superhero America x Reader Songfic)
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that nïeve
I'm just out to find
The better part of me
You had known Alfred for years, and everything about him was absolutely perfect to you. His hair was always sloppy, but that's the way you liked it. His ocean colored orbs always looked so defined behind his glasses, but you also loved it when he didn't wear them. That dorky smile he put on gave you goosbumps, of course, in a good way.
I'm more than a bird
I'm more than a plane
I'm more than some pretty face beside a train
And it's not easy
To be me
But, through all those years, you and Alfred had a secret from the rest of society. A secret that only the CIA and FBI wonder about. A secret that little boys and girls fantasized about.
Alfred was, in fact, Superman. He was the Hero everyone wondered about. Whenever he yelled out "I'm the hero!", he was telling the truth. But, because of how silly he actually acted, no one ever took him seriously. He would go home each day and sulk about i
See You Again (Hug a giant day 2014)“He’s gotta be out here somewhere.” I said scratching my head. “Ugh. I hope I didn’t come out here for nothing. This better not be one of those stories that parents tell little kids to make them behave.” That didn’t seem like the case though. The whole town had heard about the “evil” and “dangerous” monster that had been spotted in a nearby forest. However, it was obvious that this “monster” wasn’t as monstrous as people said. In fact, he wasn’t even a monster. He was actually just a giant. People would get angry whenever I would say that. “There’s no such thing as “just” a giant!” They would argue. I didn’t understand why though.
Most of the people in the town had never even seen the giant, and the few who had were hunters and those who wanted to kill the giant to end the problem permanently. Some even went in mobs and would come back claiming to have in
You and IYou and I
Setting: Franky's Room in the Penguin Band's Igloo
Date: June 30th, 2013
Time: 5:04 AM PST
(Point of View: Franky)
I woke up with a jolt, sitting halfway up and looking at my alarm clock. It's only five. I still have awhile more to sleep, but I'm just not tired. I want this day to start now.
I looked at my yellow puffle, Lily, who was sleeping in her puffle-bed peacefully. She wasn't having any trouble sleeping. She never does.
Must be nice to be a puffle.
I sat all the way up and stayed sitting for a minute, then got out of bed. I put on my green hoodie and zipped it up over the blue t-shirt I'd slept in.
I quietly pushed open my bedroom door. Nobody was up yet, so I waddled out to the kitchen and put on my purple-and-gray high tops. Then I went outside, closing the door behind me.
I didn't go far-- in fact, I only waddled a little ways down our street before stopping and sitting on a bench. I just need some fresh air and I want to clear my mind.
I played with
Come Back To Me (Comatose!America x Reader Songfic
Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face
You told me how proud you were but I walked away
If only I knew what I know today
It's been months since you've heard your best friend's voice. Each day, you would sit by his bedside and tell him about current events. You would go on and on about work, and how Luciano wouldn't get off your ass about Matt asking to marry you already.
Every now and then, you would think about the incident.
Him, Matthew, and couple others were in the car, taking a drive. Matthew was driving, and seemed to swerve off the road.
Everyone was injured and awake, while Alfred was put in a coma.
You were visiting your boyfriend, Matthew, in the hospital that same night when he told you what happened.
"I-It's...It's all my fault. I'm the reason everyone's in this mess...", he explained, beating himself up over it.
I would hold you in my arms
I would take the pain away
Thank you for all you've done
Forgive all your mistakes.
It was another day
The Broken Remain Broken“Sleetkit! Vinekit!” Jadesnow’s scream rang through the camp as the nursery collapsed on her two youngest kits. “No! My kits!” She threw herself at the rubble of what was left at the den and started violently tearing at it, her claws becoming bloody from tearing at the tough rocks and roots. The yowls of the beginning battle were drowned out to her, only the echoing scream of her kits and the blood pounding in her ears. Her vision blurred with tears and as the other queens ran to safety, Jadesnow stayed as she clawed desperately at what she refused to believe was a useless attempt to save her kits.
“Jadesnow!” Spiderstep’s voice broke through her haze momentarily only for her to be bowled over by an attacking warrior. The fall scattered her thoughts for a moment and she felt a sharp pain shoot down her abdomen. “Jadesnow! Stay down!” Jadesnow lifted her head as Spiderstep jumped over her and swiped his claws at the face warrio
Story: Doc Valiant at Hyper-Con '14
Doc Valiant at Hyper-Con 2014
He was quite surprised that the Hyper-Con committee let him come back after last year. A slight miscalculation during the technology demonstration almost knocked out the power for the surrounding area. The crowd loved it, but the people behind this convention didn't have such warm feelings about the 'stunt'. This probably explains why Doc Valiant was stuck at a table, signing autographs and having photos taken.
"So were you apart of the Protectors?" asked a young boy dressed like the individual known as Omni-drive. Well, if Omni-drive had made his armor out of pillows and fabric. He handed the Big Man a glossy picture of the Herculean Superscientist during his younger days. He smirked at the picture, taken by propaganda photographers after some heavy fighting in Italy.
"Well, yeah. Though in more of a reserve... consultant capacity." answered Doc, smiling as he signed the item. "If they needed a scientist's opinion they'd us
The Demon's Slave 21Clara continues to practice accuracy with her grappling hook, and did strength training in order to throw it right. She feels a little bad that they have been here for over two weeks, since she is sure everyone is losing their patience by now since she didn’t even try to attempt her test. She’s nervous about it though, and didn’t want to have to repeat it over and over again.
Alex looks over at her, noticing her lack of enthusiasm as of late, and sits down beside her, “You’ve been quiet lately Clara, what’s wrong?” When she only shakes her head in reply he smiles softly, rubbing her back, “Clara, you know I’m not going to believe that nothing’s wrong. I can see that you are worried about something. Why not tell me what’s on your mind?”
Clara fiddles with the grappling hook, “Um…we’re still here, and I haven’t even tried Ace’s test yet. I’m worried I’m not going to pass eith
Titans of a Fallen WorldFallin' into Slades cluthes Robin is forced to serve him and through all of it eventually helps Slade deliver Raven to her father, Trigon. After Trigon kills Slade and conquers the Earth he allows his daughter to keep Robin as her personal servant as a way to keep her in check should she ever think of tryin' anything. And with Raven as all that he has left all Robin can do is keep her safe from her fathers enemies and Trigon himself. Striving towards this goal he gathers as many resources as he can in the wastelands and ruins of what was once his world. The damaged Helmet of Fate, the Starheart ring & power battery, the ashes of Jason Blood, the only remain' fragment of the Rock of Eternity, and many other mystical items from fallen heroes & villians. Even with the items, that are the only remainin' legacy from those they knew and fought, they are not enough to defeat Trigon. So they wait side by side for the day he will fall.
The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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