September 27th, 2011
Flashback - Formation of the TBolts @ 09:44 pm
anyastark:
It had been a long day of enforcing her lord's will and delivering his justice and Lady Mandarin returned to the base and to her lord. She removed her armor and let the servants take it away. Her arms went out and the two women worked efficiently to remove the clothes she wore. Once she was naked, Lady Mandarin stepped into the hot shower that had been prepared for her.
June 20th, 2010
Father's Day @ 01:20 am
nextgen_holiday:
What Makes a Dad God took the strength of a mountain, The majesty of a tree, The warmth of a summer sun, The calm of a quiet sea, The generous soul of nature, The comforting arm of night, The wisdom of the ages, The power of the eagle's flight, The joy of a morning in spring, The faith of a mustard seed, The patience of eternity, The depth of a family need, Then God combined these qualities, When there was nothing more to add, He knew His masterpiece was complete, And so, He called it ... Dad
March 12th, 2010
Panic in the Streets (Open to Street Types) @ 07:15 pm
two_gun_kid:
With the giant citadel that had appeared in Central Park and the vast majority of the city's super-heroes fighting against the being protecting it, it had left the streets largely watched. Already, many fires had been set and looting was running rampant. Abigail did not consider herself a super-hero by any means. She was a private eye and sometimes bounty hunter who occasionally did things that could be considered vigilantism. But her father had instilled in her a belief in the power of law and order. And the power of civilization. Out in the barely tamed west, people had to be able to rely on each other as a community, keep common decency, or fall into chaos. This wasn't any of that. She stopped in front of an electronics store, where three man were trying to juggle various high end and high priced devices. Her hat was low over her face, obscuring it slightly, and her colts were in her holsters. "I'd put those back if I were you," she said. "You gonna make us?" one demanded. "I reckon I might," she replied. They found this funny. Her guns had cleared the holsters and bullets had just missed taking their heads off before they could blink. "Want to reconsider? she offered.
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