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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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     Oliver nodded, and began to recount the events that he come to pass in his vision. "[color=7d16c7]Well, Doom amc Luminous were fighting, and she didn't survive the conflict. They, there was some blondie in a green claim that I [i]think[/i] Doom killed, or otherwise ambushed?[/color]" Oli said, unsure. "[color=7d16c7]After that things go downhill quickly. Felled heros, Doombots, end of all things, real apocalypse stuff[/color]." He explained, his head aching at recalling it all directly. "[color=7d16c7]I guess goldylocks is our second main choice to protect in all thst, but I have no idea who that is.[/color]"

     As they stepped into the room, Oliver kept his mouth shut. Between Tony Stark, The Sorcereress Supreme, Thanos, and god knows who else, he was so far beyond saying anything to people who might be able to ruin his life with a thought. Let the gods play with gods, or at least have the consequences of disrespect fall on other's heads. Looking upon her, he pursed his lips, not making any smart ads comments about an ocean theme, or anything else that might reasonably get him turned into a fish, or whatever this Asgardian was all about.