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So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.
But back to my discussion topic, where are you guys intending to land your characters?
Gonna bring some LOLs, going to create some relationships and throughlines through different corners of the universe to make Ted central enough for teamups and crossovers to be plausible, going to introduce some of his own rogues gallery (or rogues broom closet...) and establish his own section of the business/tech world... and maybe leave him in a place where some semblance of a Super Buddies preamble to a Justice League may be possible.
Spoilers for the next post... it may introduce my take on a guy called Farley Fleener...
My go-tos are generally everyone else's go-tos. The holy trinity for me are Batman, Spider-Man, and Superman - those are my top three favorites in general, even outside of RP. Daredevil and Nightwing hold a special place for me as player characters, Wolverine's been a favorite for awhile, I've enjoyed playing Captain America in the past, and I like playing Wally West's Flash (or a Wally-fied Barry). Basically, any of the major popular superheroes from when I was growing up in the 90's - if they were in a cartoon or had a cartoon to their name.
Internet's out for days and my post is trapped until I can find some way to move it from air-gapped to somewhere I can send it from... or just re-write the thing entirely.
I have a 12-14 hour shift coming up in 3 days time though, so worst case scenario I guess I'll re-write the whole damn thing then.
Might mean I miss the deadline by a couple days though.
I've got my next post pretty much done, bar the coding edits. But I'm down to mobile data at the moment as the internet is out at home until I have the time to make calls and get it fixed.
Rhodey is actively working with the US military. Sam's a vet with no current ties.
As for Thor, he was back on Earth/Midgard after the second Thor movie. I think he saw some value in them after the first Avengers movie, and let's be honest... even though he sees himself as more mighty than the others, let's not act like he isn't used to being more mighty than the Asgardians he fights alongside.
Next Blue Beetle post to come in this weekend. I've done a few large chunks of it so far, but they swung the roster lines around at work and I'm not going to have time to sit down and properly tie it all together until then.
So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.</div>
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