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Sarahs global tour by double lp

2009-10-29T04:44:00.001-07:00

The Watchmen Essay

2009-10-19T01:24:00.000-07:00

Watchmen – Allen Moore, David Gibbons

The comic, sequential art or the graphic novel has been around since the time of the egyptians, in that time its stories have not changed that much. They are still about heroes and villains, good versus evil, but something has happened in the last 30 years, something you could almost call sinister. The heroes began changing, becoming as gritty and grim as the villains they fought. Why were they colourful and filled with concern for their fellow man to begin with? More importantly, why have they become darker? These are the questions that I found myself asking after I saw the film version of Watchmen. In this essay I will attempt to answer those questions by exploring the history of the comic superhero, a genre that is close to my heart.

Watchmen by Warren Ellis and David Gibbons (recently made into a feature film) marks the appearance of the post-modern super hero. Ellis' bleak world set in 1985 where Richard Nixon is still President and Vietnam is the 51^st state of the United States of America, shows us a group of heroes who have had the world pass them by. They are no longer wanted by their nation in a time where the world is on the verge of mutually assured destruction. If there is a time for a hero to save this world from itself the time is now, but the heroes have their own problems. One of their own (The Comedian) has been murdered and they are all in a malaise of personal problems which are getting in the way. Eventually, they pick each other up and work out that it is a fellow hero who is behind the murder. They also discover that he has a plan to save the world by, creating a series of disasters killing millions of people to unify the world against a fake extra-terrestrial threat. It is this “ends justifying the means” answer to saving the world that announces these heroes as post modern. They accept, all but one (Rorschach) that it is better to kill many to bring about world unity and peace. They are able to hold the conflicting interests of saving the world and mass murder to bring unity to the nations.

I had read the graphic novel Watchmen a few times before seeing the film version and, it was during the screening of the film that I came to the realisation that the heroes I was watching were not the heroes that I had grown up with. The heroes I have read over the last 30 years of my life would not have acted in the way Ozymandis, Nite Owl, Silk Spectre and Dr Manhattan did. Their moral catch phrases or mission statements would not have allowed them to. Spiderman's “With great power comes great responsibility” and Superman's “Truth Justice and the (sigh!) American way” does not lead to the death of even one person being an acceptable means to any end, no matter how good that end may be. I left the theatre confused as to why I was not able to accept the heroes of Watchmen and struggled about this for a time. It has only been recently that I have come to the realisation that Watchmen is a significant landmark in comic history because of its depiction of the post-modern super-hero.

To be able to understand Watchmen be it the movie or the graphic novel you need to understand some of the history of the super-hero. Characters such as Superman, Batman, Captain America, Captain Marvel, and The Flash were gaudy bright characters who championed justice with a smile and with right on their side. With the possible exception of Batman (there were other non-powered crusaders in the Batman mould yet none of them are iconic enough to include here) they all had miraculous powers and abilities aiding them in their crusades against evil. This benevolent and altruistic response to the gift of amazing abilities is somewhat contrary to early greek thinking on the subject of the super-hero. This thinking about the hero is described in the tale or fable known as The Ring of Gyges. In the Ring of Gyges the story goes that a shepherd finds a ring that gives him the ability to become invisible. The shepherd's response to this newfound power is to seduce the queen, kill the king and take over the kingdom. Superman could quite easily take over the world, and in many alternate stories he has but, the characters altruistic beliefs are set in stone by the company that owns him.Yet, it is not just the corporate interests that have kept characters like Superman the way they have.

The early comic creators had a few things in common imagination, creativity and Judaism. Many of the creators of the heroes that are still around today were immigrant European Jews or children of Jewish immigrants. Will Eisner (The Sprit), Siegel and Schuster (Superman), Bob Kane (Batman), Jack “the King” Kirby (Captain America, X-Men, Mister Miracle and the Entire 4^th World, and Kamandi), Chris Claremont, and Joe Kubert. These were men who possibly had a foundation in justice and the rule of law through their Jewish heritage. They also understood rejection and racism which is the reason why some of these creative people writers and artists ended up writing and drawing children's comics. The Jewish backgrounds of the comic greats could be a reason for the altruistic motives of the super hero, but there are other reasons.

There is a political and commercial reason for the heroes of what is known as the Silver age being so altruistic and moral in their use of the gifts and abilities given to them. In the 1950's in the U.S.A a series of Congressional hearings were held in response to the horror comics that were being printed at the time. The results of the hearings were the establishment of a comics code that insisted a long list (see appendix) that included -

“In every instance good shall triumph over evil and the criminal [shall be] punished for his misdeeds.” (194:Morris and Morris)

These days the comics code is a forgotten relic of the past and if you pick a comic it no longer bears the “Approved by the Comics Code Authority” logo no matter if it is Archie or Vampirella. The comics code may have been a political tool but this tool made sure the bad guys lost and the good guys saved the girl, country, world, universe. These tales of heroes battling against odds to eventually win struck a chord and outsold the horror comics.*

*There is more I could write about the the place of the hero in global culture and its almost universal appeal but that is for another time. More can be found in works such as Joseph Campbell's “The Hero with a thousand faces”.

There are three ages to the history of American comics, Golden, Silver and Bronze. The changes are marked by certain stories that show a gradual decline in the rule of the comics code. The Golden age where Captain America and Superman are the ideal hero who battle arch-enemies and Nazi's during WWII. The Silver age began late 1940's to early 1950's around the time of the Congressional hearings that brought about the comics code. The heroes were bright as before but by the comics code, yet this was popular and profitable. The Silver age is said to have ended around the death of Gwen Stacy the girlfriend of Spiderman at the hands of The Green Goblin (The Amazing Spider-Man #121 June 1973) announcing the darker Bronze age. As the Bronze age continued stories became filled with real world issues like drugs and racism, they become regular themes. The heroes became less bright and often killed (Wolverine, Punisher) with some remorse but it was okay because “they were all bad”. Recently there has been floated a fourth age with Watchmen being cited as the beginning of the Modern age.

It is this gradual decline in the morality of the super hero over the last 40 years that has lead to the post-modern heroes of Watchmen. As the real world issues were further introduced the real worlds anger, frustration and despair came along for the ride. The hero had to become darker “with great power comes great responsibility” became “eye for an eye” as the rise of the Vigilante hero dawned. The heroes became darker and more violent but the code was still in effect even then because the hero was still winning and the bad guys were getting their punishment. Punishment that was now dealt out at the hands of vigilante heroes like The Punisher or Wolverine with the body count rising every year. Wolverines catch phrase is “I'm the best at what I do and what I do ain't pretty” With his indestructible adamantium (fictional indestructible metal) claws he was made to be the perfect killing machine by the Canadian government. Often drunk and smoking a cigar even when in costume he is the antithesis of Superman and Captain America from the 1950's, yet he is on par with Spiderman when is comes to popularity. From an “eye for an eye” it is not as far a leap to “the ends justifying the means” characters such as Deadpool a mercenary who kills for money, and Lobo an alien punk riding a space faring chopper. Their books are played as black comedy where death is merely the exclamation point of a punchline. As reality has seeped into the world of the superheroes the colour and sheen has washed off and the strict moral comics code has been abandoned.

You could say that I am being a sad fan-boy mourning a supposed loss of innocence that was fabricated by puritanic right wingers of the 1950's, and you would be right. These days comics are made to be cool, not good and right. They mirror society instead of holding up an ideal for us to live up to. This descent has happened within my life time and the manipulations of the comics code have finally been washed away. The American superhero has succumbed along with the rest of society to what Francis Schaeffer called “The Line of Despair”. Schaeffer's line of despair charts the progress of change in the concept of truth through western culture beginning with the philosopher Hegel to the present day. According to Schaeffer truth has changed from “antithesis” where Good is Good and the opposite of Good is Evil to a “synthesis” where ultimately anything Good is what you want it to be. This line is described by Schaeffer as a series of steps that descend through society from Philosophy to Theology. It is this change from antithesis to synthesis that has affected the western world and superheroes. If good is relative then how the hero saves the world is merely up to the hero. By the end of the Bronze age we can see this synthesis writ large in Ellis' Watchmen. Ozymandis can save the world he just needs to kill a few million to convince them to unify against a fake external planetary threat.

In Superheroes and Philosophy Dennis O'Neil describes the changes that have taken place in superheroes that have lead to Watchmen. O'Neil explains that the superhero is merely a meme : an element of culture that is passed on from one generation to another. These meme's “change as they pass from generation to generation” taking different meanings when it “changes under new pressures”. The superheroes that I grew up with in the 1970's and 1980's are no longer what they were, they have changed and evolved with the times. The synthesis that Schaeffer has described in his line of despair has altered the superhero meme and will continue to do so. Watchmen is merely the beginning and this christian fan laments.

My shotgun by double lp

2009-09-16T18:57:00.001-07:00

My shotgun by double lp

Cant lie to my mother by double lp

2009-09-05T17:26:00.001-07:00

Cant lie to my mother by double lp

Jeff Smith does mouse not Bone

2009-08-22T04:47:00.000-07:00

I found this online as download on a comics forum (yes I know evil thief I am) and I went straight to amazon.com and bought it. I went amazon.com and not Jeff Smith's website's shop cause he doesn't deliver to Australia. But this is a stunning book with a hilarious ending tribute to Charlie Brown.

You must buy this really buy this comic. No, really, this is worth it

For more try newsarama

The perils of driving with a duck

2009-08-19T18:43:00.000-07:00

John Huges - We'll miss you

2009-08-14T21:29:00.000-07:00

I've given up and gone duck crazy

2009-08-12T05:42:00.000-07:00

Yep thats it no more stories about captain koma anymore.

Will this story end?

Who cares.

I don't. Well, right now I don't. Here's whats replacing it.

Okay I think this wont go on any further.....

2009-06-26T21:59:00.000-07:00

"Dude when did you go all Law and Order?" asks Henchy sitting back watching the surveillance feed from Jorgy's cell.
"What! I've had surveillance cameras in the lair for ages?" I reply
"So when's Ice-T getting here?" Henchy asks. "Tell him to bring popcorn."

Was it my imagination or was Henchy sounding more and more like Deadpool these days.
I didn't have time to dwell on that anymore as Galdys was still just standing and looking at Jorgy.

This is boring! what are they doing talking with their eyes?

"Your a clone of me, aren't you." states Jorgy breaking the silence.
"Yes I am Gladys." answers Gladys
"God! They used my mothers name for you. Is there anything Koma wont defile?" complains Jorgy.
"I was created by Fortuna and Silver." answers Galdys
"You can't be her. She told me they got the aging wrong. That you looked over 50."
"Koma fixed me. I was made to replace you. You lost your powers and went bad"
"I didn't loose my powers." seethes Jorgy. "Koma's damn cosmic power station took them from me."
"Koma made you bad so you helped take over Australia?" simplifies Gladys.
"He made me powerless I couldn't save people anymore." protests Jorgy. "I helped make eveyone safe, they can't hurt themselves anymore."
Gladys considered what Jorgy had said. She looked at Jorgy and then at the ground. Then she looked at the camera.
"Koma told me he would never use mind control, because its stops people being people. That only a selfish person uses it, because they cannot get what they want any other way."

"If I had my powers...." fumes Jorgensen.
"You do not. You are captured and your superior will be stoppped." declares Gladys she turns and leaves.
"You'll never stop her. She's so much more powerful now. She doesn't even need to touch you to hurt anymore."

Gladys stops and smiles at Jorgensen.
The speakers announce themselves with a crackle...
"Thanks for making it easier Jorgy." I tell him. "Its nice to know who I'm going up against."

Later on Henchy and Gladys met me for my plan.

Okay we know who we're up against Novicane my former boss who after the cosimic incident that took away Jorgy's powers got powers of her own. She can heal or hurt, to avoid this meant just not getting touched. Now thanks to Jorgy we know different. So by following the co-ordinates in Jorgy's Burning Man suit we can go where he came from. So all we have to do is..

"Umm scuse me dude but if we go in blind there could be a trap and stuff?" interupts Henchy.
"Yes I agree with Henchy." adds Gladys. "There are only three of us. Where is Chroma?"
"I can answer both questions with the same answer." I tell them. "I sent Chroma there ahead of us."

Henchy's angry

2009-05-31T18:18:00.000-07:00

The body lies in front of Henchy. Its head has a hole the size of a tin can.
"Explosive tipped bullets?" I ask Henchy. Trying to find out what made that size of a hole.
"Deer slugs." smiles Henchy
"Ah yeah." I reply remembering I'd built a hand gun to carry deer slugs for Henchy.
"Who is he?" asked Gladys joining us.
"Yeah! I do like to know who I kill." chimed in Henchy.
"Its Jorgensen." Chroma tells them. "Your genetic donor, the Cavalier."
"Whooo Yeah!" shouts Henchy. "I killed me Australia's superman. Koma I could kiss you for this."
"He went bad and he had to be stopped. Its all over now." says Gladys trying to convince herself the death was worth it.
"And when he finshes healing Gladys you can ask him why he did it." I tell her.

Henchy still hadn't finished shouting by the time Jorgensen had finished healing.

Jorgensen wasn't happy he'd been shot and captured.
"It had to be you." spat the ex-superhero behind the plexiglass.
"I'm sure Harry Connick Jr isn't wild about you using his material." I quipped.
"You haven't worked it out yet have you?" chuckeled Jorgensen. "The great comsmicly enhanced genius hasn't worked out who stole his plans and took over Australia. So you have to come to me."
"You still hate me don't you. Cause I just came here to introduce someone to you. I've got all I need to answer that question." I tell him holding the Helmet he wore as Burning Man. "Jorgy this your um sister Gladys. She has a few questions."

The big reveal....finally

2009-04-28T05:01:00.001-07:00

~ We were trapped in my own base on the moon. The only way out was to de-age and overpower Gladys. Galdys the clone of Australia's greatest hero The Cavelier so she could carry a portable dimensional gateway to earth. She did it and we were able to leave the moon. However, after setting up we were confronted with an army of robots lead by a flying man in orange and black. ~

The sheilds lasted less than a minute. The guy in orange and black floating above the robot army destroyed it by a force beam, which came from his hands. Then the robots came and just kept coming. The first few hundred got blown away by the cannons, but a few got through and we were kept busy protecting the cannons and the gateway.

Murphy's Law of course continued its recent domination of my life and despite our efforts we lost the first of four cannons. We were loosing again, it was only a matter of time before they would overwhelm us.

"Austin, whats the plan?" asked Chroma as we sheltered behind cannon 4 as the robots swarmed over what was left of cannons 1 and 2.
"Your asking me, now?" I ask back. "I thought you'd had enough of my plans."
"Austin." begins Chroma. "Ever since I've known you you've had a plan. Often they're so crazy that it seemed like they'd never work, but they did. Whats your plan?"

"Aww!" Interupted Henchy. "Hate to break up this touching Halmark moment but it looks like Henchy's gonna die and Henchy don't like that." Henchy was wearing one of the robots heads like a hat.

"Why are you wearing the robot head?" I asked expecting something ridiculous.

"Dude, it's camo. If you can't see it, you can't hit it." replies Henchy.

I smiled. Not because Henchy made me laugh but because I had an idea.

"Whats the plan Koma?" asked Chroma guessing my smile.

"Christine get Gladys from the lair. We're going to need her again." I looked at Chroma and she wasn't happy about it. "This is the plan. You wanted one, this is it. Now do it." I ordered. She left through the gateway.

"Dude!" exclaimed Henchy negatively. "Splitsville! Population you and her."

"Henchy get back in there and get as close as you can to the leader without him noticing you." I tell him.

"The floaty guy, done. Then what?" asked Henchy back.

"Then wait for your opening." I tell him. "Are we clear?"

"As clear as Chicken grease." answers Henchy and he left.

I turn back to see Chroma and Galdys emerging from the gateway.

"Chroma says you need me again?" asks Galdys wearily.

"Yes." I reply writing something down on a piece of paper. "Get up as high as you can and when I tell you to go do what it says on the paper."

"Okay but..." starts Gladys.

"No ifs, no buts. Just do it." I order handing Gladys' the paper. "Chroma give her your earwig."

Chroma puts the earwig communicator in Galdys' ear and in a flash of light Galdys is gone.

Then BOOM! An almighty blast goes off knocking Chroma and I to the ground.

- CANNONS 3 and 4 HAVE BEEN DESTROYED. DEFENSES COMPROMISED -

"So what happens next?" asks Chroma as she gets up off the ground.

"We surrender." I answer.

The robots rush in. Chroma takes postion to defend herself.

"We surrender!" I tell her and the robots. I put my hands on my head and kneel. She does the same. The robots take position and aim, but do not fire.

"So the great evil genius admits defeat." mocks whoever is in the floating gold and black armour. "Where are the Henchman and the clone?"

"Henchy split during the fight." spat Chroma angrily. "He's a mercenary he's only around if there's a chance to be paid."

"And the clone?" demanded the still hovering figure of malice.

"Its all well and good to demand stuff but I don't like talking to people without a name." I quip back. The force beam from his hands comes from directly above me. It flattens me into the ground.

"I am Burning Man." declares Burning Man. "Now tell me where she is?"

"I'd like to tell you where she went but I specifically told her to GO. I didnt say where." I replied my face in the dirt. Burning Man released the force beam on me. I looked up to see the light of Galdys pass over Burning Man as she flew past him.

"Arrrrgh!" screams Burning Man. His hands cradling his helmet free head.

Another stream of light passes me and I've got the helmet in my hands.

"Hurts when you have your helment taken off at sublight speeds, doesn't it." I mention. The very hot helmet in my hands that Galdys gave to me on the way back.

"Robots kill them." orders Burning Man still with his hands over his face. The Robots sit down. Burning Man pulls his hands from his face. I'm standing in front of him and the robots with the helmet and control of the robot army.

"I'm sorry it had to end this way, Cavilier." I tell him and Henchy takes the shot.

One big battle begins

2009-04-16T03:17:00.000-07:00

~ Australia had been taken over by someone using one of my own plans. I didn't know who did this and so far I haven't been able to stop them or him or her. Having retreated to my lunar lair with the remaing members of the rebellion I came up with a drastic solution. Manipulating the genetic structure of Gladys (a female clone of The Cavalier Austalia's greatest hero) de-aging her and accelerating her powers to dangerous levels. Dangerous for Gladys that is. ~

I'd just given then now golden Gladys one of my gateway briefcases. Its so easy to operate a child could do it. Just open and step back, quickly.

"See you soon." said Galdys doubtfully. And with that she turned and made her way through the airlock and out onto the moons surface. One short pulse of light and she'd gone. Unfortunately as I turned around I found Forutna and Christine.

"You careless bastard!" screamed Fortuna the wheel chair bound healer. Obviously Christine my girlfriend had told Fortuna what I had done to Gladys.
"Not only are you a careless bastard. "Continued Fortuna. "But you're a selfish coward too. Letting a naieve innocent take the burden of saving us by giving her a death sentance. And for all these years I thought you were just fooling us, but no you really are an evil genius."

And with that she wheeled away.

"Ouch!" exclaimed Henchy. "Hey a brotha gots to what he gots to do."

I looked to Christine not expecting much.

"I-I knew what Koma was capable of but I never dreamed you let him do it Austin." said Christine. "You could have come up with something else. Couldn't you?"

Before I could answer a gateway was requesting access, I opened it up. On the other side was Galdys, golden shining like the sun itself.

"So what took you so long?" I joked.

"It was so easy." smiled Galdys. "They didn't even fire at me, I just aimed at Australia and then here I am."

Gladys had landed in the middle of the Nullarbor desert. Pretty much the middle of nowhere. Hard enough for anyone to get here let alone detect Gladys flying at sub light speeds.

The next ten minutes were full of everyone getting what we needed to make an advance position and preparing anything I had in the lair that could fly to carry a briefcase gateway anywhere so we had an emergency exit. I had a few flying synthoids and a two seater jet. We put Silver and Fortuna in the jet and told them to make for Indonesia. I sent the synthoids north and west, no sense in sending them east thats where our adversary was.

Having finally gotten most of the defensive weaponry and shields up to protect the gate Vadar my Lairs artifical inteligence informed me that...

- THE TELEPORTATION SATTELITE ARRAY IS NOT JAMMED ANYMORE AND IS BEING OPERATED BY A THIRD PARTY -

Before I could utter anything the desert was filled with androids and above them was a figure in Gold and Black.

Vadar then told me.
- THE TELEPORATION ARRAY HAS BEEN JAMMED -

Okay this was going to get ugly

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

2009-02-15T17:30:00.000-08:00

Time to tell you all about what happened after restoring Galdys.
"Wooof!" exclaimed Henchy as Gladys changed in the tank before our very eyes. Of course less than twenty minutes ago he'd been revulsed by her, now he wanted her bad.
"You disgust me!" spat Fortuna.
"Hey dont' be hatin just cause I know what I like." snaped back Henchy.
If it wasn't for Galdys emerging from the tank taking Henchy's breath away again it could have gone on for hours between the two of them.
Her transformation was a complete success later I lead Gladys into my lairs sun room where the oxygen for the lair comes from.
"So I'm solar powered?" questioned the now young Galdys.
"Exactly. The more sun you get the more powerful you are." I explain simply. Of course its got more to do with that but she doesn't need to know right now. There was just not enough time. To this day I really wish there was.
I gesture her to go in and close the door behind her. Gladys gave me a little scared look.
"I'd need factor 1200+ sunscreen to just not get skin cancer. You'll be getting a soild streem of sunlight completely unfiltered. Think of it as a jump start."

And what a jump start it was. I remove the sunlight filters that guard the plants and the raw sunlight storms in. Of course just raw sunlight isn't going to be enough so I amped it up to eleven. The plants all withered and then caught fire the smoke filled the solarium. Gladys screamed and I was glad I didn't let Fortuna or Silver in on this part of the plan. I let it go till I was sure she'd abosorbed more than enough for what we needed her for. I turned it all off and entered the sun room as the smoke cleared there she was.
Her skin was golden she was literally glowing. The solar radiation was such that my exposed skin got burned.
"Koma" she whispered. "Am I dead?"
"Not yet you've got enough time to shine Galdys. To shine like the sun." I tell her.
"I feel like I've eaten too much." she mumbled.
"Its okay you just need a little help from mister adrenaline here." I tell her as I quickly inject her with the hormone.

Gladys' eyes opened quickly. Her eyes glared daggers at me.
"There is no other way." I tell her. "Either we all die up here when they come to kill us or you save us in one bright moment."

Gladys looks behind me. Where Chroma is standing listening to every word I just said.

"The ends justify the means eh! Austin?" says Chroma dissapointedly.

The Lair is where? - Exposition time again.

2008-11-18T15:38:00.001-08:00

~ When last we left off Koma had just discovered that the old lady Gladys wasn't an old lady but a clone of the Australian Hero The Cavilier. How did this happen? Well here's how. ~

"Yes your right she is a clone of the Cavilier. But how does that lead to getting us out of here?" enquires Fortuna.
"That depends my dear on where Koma's lair is." adds Silver awakening from his induced coma.
Fortuna checks the large simian. Silver however is more concerned with our current predicament.
"Fortuna I'm quite sure that your talents are needed elsewhere especially if we are trapped here on the moon." And with that the talented Gorilla reveals the location of my lair.

Its a few minutes later and I'm sitting in front of Fortuna, Gladys, Henchy, Silver and Chroma. All but Chroma knew where the lair was and the true nature of our situation.
"Spill it Koma no more hiding." demands Henchy. "We want it all, now."
"Just tell them Austin." encourages Chroma.
So I tell them that the lair is on the Moon and after I used my sattelite array to teleport us here whoever we have been up against jammed the sattelite array.
"Hang on you've got two ways to teleport, the sattelites and a dimensional gateway. Why can't we use that?" asks Fortuna.
"Yeah. What she said." agreed Henchy.
"The gateway requires two points to connect to." I explain. "There are only three operating right now. Me, the lair and one on Mars. We need to get a gateway on the earth."
"Surely you have escape pods Koma." suggests Silver. "We could send a gateway in one of them."
"Yeah I thought that far ahead Silver but I also thought far enough to send an empty one. It got shot up on re-entry." I tell the simian techno-mage.
"So I'm the only way out then?" quivers Gladys realising what she has to do.

Fortuna tried for an hour to work out another way. She even demanded to have me send another escape pod. This time WITH a gateway in it. It got blown up just like the others.
"We have to de-age Gladys you that. We can do it, genius remember." I point to myself smiling trying to be positive.
"If she dies I will never forgive you." spits Fortuna she stroms off.

An hour later and Silver and I have prepared the chamber for Galdys. Henchy is hanging around like a bad smell.
"If she's a clone of a dude how come she's a chick?" asks Henchy.
"Its hard to make perfect clones of people with powers. The DNA can be replicated perfectly but the result will often be less than the original. Powers are effected by more factors than just DNA. We found that out when we made Ayris." I reply and Silver picks up where I left off.
"Ayris wasn't invlunerable nor did he have the energy abilities of the original Cavilier. He wasn't cared for or loved." adds Silver.
"We'll work on the Nature versus Nurture argument later." I interupt. "Basicly it was easier to flip the Y chromosome to X. Yet you got the aging out. I thought Fortuna had worked that out?"

"Your right she did." answers Silver. "But the government wanted Fortuna to make an army of Cavliliers. She sabotaged the plan by making Galdys older."

"So do you understand now Henchy?" I ask.
"Whats DNA?" replies Henchman.

"Are you sure this will work?" asks Galdys emerging in a robe.
"Fortuna and I both guarantee it. " I reassure her. "Please enter the chamber."
Gladys drops the robe and enters the chamber.
"Old lady skin arrgh!." screams Henchy and he sheilds his eyes. "My eyes, my eyes."
"Henchy!" I scold.
"Hey man where is Deadpool he'd be loving this." continues the Henchman.

"Now or never Silver." I order. Silver starts the process and I think to myself. Is this how Frankenstien felt?

Cloning up a storm.

2008-11-13T15:03:00.000-08:00

"Tell me what she is?" I demand.
Fortuna's just finished healing my hand her warm smile shifts becoming a frown.
"Actually I'm quite surprised its taken you this long to work it out." she sighs.
"It was the barcode tattoo that tipped me off." I tell her. "VADAR's trying to decode it now."
(VADAR is the computer that runs my lair. Lin named her.)

"Well you'll find out that its Gladys' DNA code." reveals Fortuna. She turns her wheelchair around and rolls out of the kitchen. "You should be able to work out "what" Gladys is from that."

"VADAR did you get that?" I ask.

YES SIR I DID. DNA SEQUENCE DECODED. TRANSFERING.

The DNA code was stored in my wetware systems. I recognised the sequence immediatly

COMPARING SEQUENCE GLADYS01 WITH DNA REGISTERS.

"Don't bother VADAR I already know who she is." I tell VADAR. "But I need the sequence analysed, especially for aging.

YES SIR complies VADAR.

I find Fortuna and Galdys at Silver's bedside. Silver got badly injured when the synthoids attacked us. He was injured so badly that she couldn't heal all of his complications at once. Fortuna can heal burns and cuts quickly but having to grow back whole organs exhausts her. So to make it less painful for Silver he was put in a coma. (No joke this time)

"How is he?" I ask.
"He's fine. " She answers. "But thats not why your here."
"Galdys is a clone of the Cavilier." I tell her. "If I can reverse her aging we can get outof here."

The Cavilier

This is d-feat?

2008-11-10T19:57:00.000-08:00

"This sucks!" complains Henchy. "I'm sick of nothing happening. I'm sick of waiting. You're supposed to be the big genius. Time to start coming up with the solutions."
Henchy's yellow gloved finger pointing straight at me accusing me.
"Yeah you are right." I tell him. Lets get out of my hidden lair where its safe and we wont get killed by deadly synthoids. Lets storm the Australian capital, retake the country, expose the conspiritors to the public, deactivate the telepathic signal thats got the entire population in thrall." I pause for sarcastic effect. "We already tried that two months ago. We released all the meta-humans out of Olympus. It did sweet f%$^ all. The escapees were either re-captured, went to ground, or left the country. I got the rest of us back here where they can't find us. Then what happened? They found and destroyed the sattelite array I use to teleport. So we're stuck here."

"Oh yeah I forgot." appologised Henchy. "You got anymore beer?"
I told Henchy where the beer was and he left to get it. He didn't come back.

Galdys came by. You remember her, she's the old lady who met us in that elevator in Brisbane. She clears the pile of beer cans that Henchy left behind, her arm stretches out in front of my line of sight. She's got a tattoo. Its a barcode.
"Where did you get a tattoo like that." I asked.
"Oh that. Rebellious teenager." she tells me and continues on her way.

I sat there trying to work out what went wrong but all I colud think about was Galdys' barcode tattoo.
It must have been the beer slowing down my thinking because it suddenly dawned on me. It couldn't have been there always cause the ink was dark not faded as a 40 year old tattoo looks like on a 60 year olds skin. It really must have been the beer cause barcodes weren't common 40 years ago. I get up and find Galdys in the kitchen washing dishes.
"Lucy you've some 'splaining to do." I utter in my worst Cuban accent.
"Umm are you talking to me?" replies Galdys.
"Your not 60 years old are you?" I accuse. "You'd know that line, you'd know Lucille Ball."
Galdys' face doesn't register to the name. So I continue.
"Elizabeth Taylor, Judy Garland, The Wizard of Oz, The Sound of Music, Julie Andrews. Elvis, Hank Williams, The Beatles, Rolling Stones, Cliff Richard. Stop me when you know the name of the artist." I tell her. "Diana Ross, Marvin Gaye, David Bowie, Elton John, Bruce Springsteen, George Micheal, Micheal Jackson, Australian Crawl, Dexi's Midnight Runners, Phill Collins, U2, Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Madona, Brittany Spears." I stop. Gladys is still just smiling.
"That was a lot of names. You know them all?" she asks innocently. She puts her hands back in the sink to continue washing the dishes. I go to grab her hands to get her attention again and the water is scalding hot.
"Aaaaaaargh." I scream. I cradle my burned hand. Galdys quickly turns the cold water on she takes my hand puts it under the cooling water. He concern is only for my hand.
"Stay there I'll get Fortuna. She'll fix it for you." smiles Galdys. "You just keep your hand in the cold water."

This old lady's not an old lady. Of that I'm quite sure.

The begining of the end

2008-09-08T18:14:00.000-07:00

Boom!

The explosion blew up the Western wing of Olympus. The androids came in great numbers trying to suppress the escapees and also find me.
"Don't move creep!" the Androids sounded out in unison.
"Deactivate" I order. They fall to the ground like rag dolls. I turn to one of the security cameras "You stole one of my plans. You used it to subjugate an entire country. My country. If anyone is ever going to take over Australia its going to be me. So get ready cause this is the begining of the end."
I spend the rest of my time in Olympus freeing those who couldn't get out by themselves. I tell them all the same thing. Run, hide, make it hard for them to find you. Take out as many Mobile Phone towers as you can.

Eventually I hear an American accent coughing and swearing. Its Henchy and he's legless. Literally.
"Koma that f&^%ing Albino stole my legs!" he screams at me.
"I'll make you new ones." I tell him.
Before Henchy can scream another obscenity a metallic fist appears through the wall. Its Chroma.
"Squatters to Jumbuck. Found Swagman and Tucker Bag. Meet you at the Billabong. Squatters out." reports Chroma into her head-piece.
"Hard day at work honey?" I ask her.
"Yeah. Really bad. I had to wait around all day for this idiot to finish his job so I could do mine." answers Chroma.
"Billabong? Is that Aussie slang for marajuana?" questions Henchy.
"You've had enough drugs, your already legless." replies Chroma.
"Excuse me but I left my sense of humour in my missing legs!" snaps Henchy.

As I teleport us all out I think to myself. "This was just a bit too easy."

Henchy's knock out time

2008-08-27T17:16:00.000-07:00

Sigh!
I leave Henchy awake for twenty minutes and he almost kills himself. Read about it here. It makes me just want to leave him sedated fort he rest of his life. It certainly would lessen the sexual harassment and paternity suits that he gets yearly.

I open the cell door and Henchy falls to the floor gasping for breath.
"And your supposed to be my Latex salesman?" I ask him glibly.
"H-h-hate this $#@%ing country." he spits glaring at me. He gets to his feet and grabs me by my stylish cowl designed by the one and only Blockade Boy.
"You got 2 seconds to explain this." he growls.
"It wont take 2 seconds and if we stand here any longer we'll be shot at by the android guards." I say dodging the question.
"You sure thats your answer?" he asks a wild look in his eyes. "Time ta put you in a Koooo-ma." sings Henchy as he raises his fist to knock me out.
"Don't move creep!" Exclaims a robotic voice.
"Wha?" asks Henchy distracted.
"Prisoners escaping." Declares another android voice. "Shoot to kill! Shoot to kill!"
The androids open fire.
-Voip-
I teleport out of there and Henchy leaps back into the now smoldering cell.
-Voip-
Reappearing behind the androids I open fire with my blaster. I take one down. The androids turn to face me and Henchy leaps out from the cell and in a violent rage takes out the remaining androids.

"Don't use up all of that fury now." I caution as Henchy is begining to start tearing the already broken android parts into smaller broken parts.

"You're going to need all of it to survive this place." I smile. "I'll explain everything but we do need to move."

I catch Henchy up on everything except the fact that he's been sedated for 2 months.

"Olympus!" replies Henchy. "I've heard about this place. How'd you get me in?"

"All the orders come in coded messages. Break the code and you can make up anything you want." I tell him. "You came in as a prisoner exchange from Long Bay. Your enhancements made it easy to prove you're super human and require detention in Olympus."

"Sweet" replies Henchy sounding a bit more up-beat. "So when do we start the fireworks?"

"You don't I do." I answer. "I need you to find someone for me. His names Silver we'll need him to end all of this."

I tell Henchy in which cell block Silver is in and get off to my task of blowing this place up.

"No way you're not leaving me here to do your dirty work again Koma!" begins Henchy.
"Sorry. Bye now." I tell him and I teleport out of there.

You wait a few months and you get expsition

2008-08-14T22:25:00.000-07:00

"Remember Squatter's we go when the Swagman gives the signal." reminds Crater through my earpiece. "Jumbuck out."

"What's Crater say?" asks Queenie my second in command.
"We wait for Koma, thats the plan." I tell her.
Queenie's got the proportionate powers of a Bee, and the attitude of a super model.
"Its been 2 hours. No ones ever gone into Olympus and lived to tell the tale." Queenie smiles slyly. "Your little man's dead and if we stay here so are we."
I just give her a snarl and turn steel.
"So can I kill you now and you wont have to wait?" I ask her. She backed down.

How in the hell did we get here. Olympus is a big Super Human Gaol. It holds all the super humans who haven't be zombified like almost everyone else here in Australia. Austin has gone in there with Henchy to start a breakout. There are eight of us in total and we've been slowly making our way here for the last two months.
I'm here with Queenie who hates me with a passion and Jet the last free flyers. Jet doesn't say much he just waits for the chance to fly again. In between operations he's grounded. Who ever is in charge has eyes everywhere looking for flyers.

Crater is in charge of the other group. He's really stepped up from the laconic test pilot I remember. If it wasn't for his permanent shielding he would have been a zombie. With him are the most vulnerable members. Fortuna and Galdys. Fortuna is a healer her husband Silver is supposed to be in Olympus. Galdys is... well I'm not sure they don't say much about Galdys.

The earth rumbles and shakes a bit. The three of us look at each other.
"Squatters to Jumbuck did you feel that?" I ask calling Crater.
"Be on standby Squatters any moment now." replies Crater.

"Get ready were on in any second." I order Queenie and Jet. Jet smiles. Jet's a telekinetic flyer so its all mind over matter for him, when he flies he's almost invulnerable.

Booom!

The entire west wall of Olympus explodes.
"Thats the signal we go now. Stick to plan and we'll get out alive." I shout. Queenie and Jet race off into the air. I take the long road into the destruction.

There were two guys in a cell...

2008-08-01T21:19:00.000-07:00

I hate being tricked. Its the most unpleasant of things to happen to a Genius. You don't expect to fall for something as simple as an elevator with less oxygen than is needed by four people. Credit has to be given to the old lady (who's name is Gladys) she was willing to put herself in danger to take us out. I sensed the lack of oxygen and was about to tell the others when small holes opened in the wall and sprayed chloroform all over us. The old lady lost it first. Chroma and Henchy tried to punch their way out this only made them breathe in more chloroform. Needless to say they both fell to the classic knockout gas before I did.

When I woke up I was in a small cell with Henchy.
"So when were you gonna tell us about the damn gas?" snapped Henchy.
"They weren't gonna open the doors till we were all unconscious. You both could have held you breath longer than me. Why did you lash out?" I asked.
"Old habits die hard." grumbled Henchy back.

Then the cell door opened.
It was Crater.
"Hey Crater dude. Loved you on Next Top Hero." congratulated Henchy trying to distract Crater.
It didn't work.
"You three come back now!" He accused. He looked daggers at the both of us.
"Where's Christine?" I asked trying to change the subject. That just made him more angry.
"The daughter of the traitor is secured for the moment." he answered. "But you two are yet to be proven innocent either."

"Crater, Dude. To give you the 411 on this, we weren't here when it all went to hell." Explained Henchy in his own way."Koma'll explain the whole time gestation thingy, but we had nothing to do with this."

"I believe you were away but Koma could have set this up before he left. This is one of your plans isn't it Koma?" And with that Crater closed the door of the cell and left.

"One of YOUR plans?" questioned Henchy sarcastically. "This whole take ove Australia is one of you freaky ass plans?"
Henchy was in a bit of shock.
"Look I didn't ever want to set this into motion." I said trying to calm him down but it was too late.
"I thought you were sorta not so good guy. I remember you saying "I'd never try to take over Australia its too big." But Nooooo! You play us all for saps and have your little hot sexy synthoids take over Australia while we're lost in some other dimension."
"Are you finished ranting yet?" I ask Henchy.
"No! I'm not finished yet. I'm just getting started..." I draw my Neural Destabiliser, fire it and Henchy hits the floor unconscious. I look to the security camera.

"He's out cold for a while." I announce out loud. "I'll tell you everything I know."

Throwing Henchy to the Sea Monster

2008-07-07T20:25:00.000-07:00

Hi Chroma here. Koma left us when the huge sea monster was coming at us.
"The synthoid Meter maids must have called it." Guessed Koma. "It was a digital coded message. You know like when you pick up the phone and you get a fax message."
The ocean monster was pretty big. I was waiting for it to attack when Henchy chuckled.
"Oh boy I haven't seen anything this tacky since Godzilla." Laughed the idiot Henchman.
I throw the useless yellow excuse for a mercenary into the jaws of the Monster.
"You could have told me you were going to do that." commented Koma.
"Why so you could stop me?" I snapped back. That Bro's before Ho's line Henchy has been playing really pissed me off. If Koma is going to side with the Henchy he's gonna lose me.
"No so he could have carried a bomb with him." replied Koma."It would have been quicker. Now we have to wait till he does enough damage to either break out or be thrown up."

The sea monster slides its way through the breakers and up onto the beach. It gets just short of us when it cries out in pain. It coughs and screams again.
Instinctively we step back a few meters. With a loud groan the monster heaves Henchy and a few vital organs up on the beach.
"Say one Taun Taun joke and your dead." says Henchy with a sneer.

Henchy washes off in the ocean and we continue on our way to meet our contact.
"You sure this is the address?" double checks Henchy.
"This is the address." replies Koma. "But it looks like someone got here before us."

Indeed "someone" had. Someone with demolition on their mind. The place had been demolished, and burnt to the ground.

"I got a bad feeling about this?" I say.
Then a part of the rubble begins to move. Emerging from the ground is an elevator. The doors open revealing a well tanned woman definitely over 50 and certainly not dressing her age.
"The Dr Peters party of three?" she enquired discretly. Which considering the fact that she's in an elevator that popped up from under a demolished building, wasn't that discreet at all.
"Yeah. Thats us." replied Koma a bit stunned.
The three of us begin to enter the elevator when the leathery skinned hag raises one finger.
"Tut tut, whats the password. No password no ride and.." she pauses pressing a button inside the elevator which activate three rather large guns aimed at us."you might find it a little painful. But I'm told death brings comfort." the old lady smiled her wrinkly leathery smile.
Ugh! remind me never to tan again. Mental note must use moisturiser daily.
"Koma is Emo." mumbles Koma.
"Pardon I didn't hear that?" says the leather skinned woman.
"Koma is Emo." says Koma angrily."If you ask me to say it again I will hurt you."
"Please come this way. We've been waiting for you." she ushers us into the elevator. It smells of coconut oil. What happens to you when you get old.

Oui? We? or wii

2008-06-25T20:28:00.000-07:00

So Fury and Falstaff took the three of us out to the Helicarrier and gave us a full briefing of the take over. It took a while and was your usual evil plan. Bad guys plot to take over a country without anyone noticing, abuses of power, people paid off or killed. They used the mobile phone network and an internet worm to get control but thing that activated the brainwashing sounded wrong.

"It all came to fruition when the wii was first played with..." said Falstaff

"You mean Oui? French for yes. Don't you?" interupted Christine.
Falstaff sighed.
"No I mean w-i-i its Nintendo's latest gaming console." explianed Falstaff.

"They called it a wee. Gee who was naming it Pee-Wee Herman?" joked Henchy. "Or worse was it some crazy Japanese executive with a urine fetish dreaming of kids playing in...."

"Henchy!" I shouted."Whats wrong with you? You used to be this hard ass mercenary, now you acting like frat boy."

"Hypothermia and concussion makes you a bit different Koma." replied Henchy. "That and having two hot librarian type chicks after you. Am I wrong? No?" He kept silent after that.

We're transfered to a submarine which will take us to Australia. Queensland to be exact.

The plan is that we are going in through the back door. And in northern Queensland you can't get anymore back door. Its full of rednecks and drugged out hippies. We get out of the inflatable that brought us to shore and Falstaff bids us goodbye.

"I've sent four teams before you." He begins in a somber tone. "They didn't come back. Make sure I don't have to send more."

"Hey all my Dad said when he died was 'At least your not gay.'" declared Henchy.

Two days later we were at tourist trap known as The Gold Coast. Its got a lot of really tacky gimmicks.

One of the best know are the bikini clad parking inspectors.

"This country is the best!" exclaimed Henchy excited. "I'd just wait in my car all day to get a ticket from those girls."

"They have guys too Henchy." I tell him. "You could have get a parking ticket one of them."

Christine laughs.

We continue walking and are confronted by three of the meter maids.
"You will wait here for the Quarantine Task Force. They will see to your innoculation." ordered the lead bikini clad meter maid. There's something familiar about them, a level of flawlessness with these women.
"Oh crap!" I sigh. "They're synthoids." My sensors confirm this.
"Sensor sweep detected." the lead maid skwaks.
"Why did you do a sensor sweep?" complains Chroma.
"Reflex. Sorry, they're just so flawless they had to be synthoids but I've been wrong before." I apologise.
"Next time think before you do it." corrects Chroma. "We're supposed to be doing this covertly. Lets just hope we can avoid making a scene."
"Source identified - Captain Koma." skwaks the meter maids in unsion and their eyes go red. Which always means violence is coming.
"Call enforcer Titan-12." sounded off the lead meter maid. Then the three started a hideous series of screaches.
Chroma goes steel and kicks the lead maid the others continue screaching.
"Do I have to do this all by myself?" snaps Chroma.
"Sorry." I answer. I draw my blaster and take out the remaing two maids.
"Dude couldn't you have reprogramed them." complained Henchy.
We ignore him because something else is a bit weird. No one is running away from us or is taking pictures, the cops are just passing us by.
"Innoculation. Mobile Phones. Wii's. Synthoids." I mumble to myself.
Then something strange happens. All the people on the beach just get up and walk away. Calmly as if they all just decided to leave then and there.
"Mind control!" I exclaim. "Innoculation, Mobile Phone's, Wi-Fi. They've used the current signals around to control the whole population."
"Yeah but why are they all leaving?" asked Chroma.

"Um Guys I think thats the reason why?" said Henchy pointing to the large robot monster emerging from the ocean.

Oh carp!

We get back on track

2008-06-23T00:44:00.000-07:00

Hi Christine here.
Its been a fortnight since we helped the X-men beat Nemonock and Koma put Xavier's Brain back in his body. Koma got all personal and went away to think about what comes next. I went and had some fun at Logans expense. It was more than worth it. When we finally got back Xavier got intouch with his contact. It was this guy.
Nick Fury he's sometimes black and sometimes white. Also sometimes he's this guy too.
Koma told me that was just some idiot fan at the 1999 Comiccon. Anyway we meet him and he's all cloak and dagger saying that yes he knows whats happened in Australia and that he has two main sources for this information.
"So when do we meet them?" demanded Koma being quite forward. He'd been getting rather frustrated by the fact that Fury would see him earlier. In fact he'd was about to start breaking into the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier when Fury rang to confirm the place and time for this "little chat" as Fury put it.

"Come with me." said Fury plainly ignoring Koma's demand. We follwed and were ushered into the standard black SUV that you get in secret agencies these days.
In it was Henchy.
"Hey Koma how's it hanging!" greeted the backstaber.
"You!" I growled. I was about to launch at him when Koma grabbed my hand.
"Chirstine, you can hit him next time." he offers.
"Bro's before Ho's, eh! Koma." snaps Henchy back.
"No she'll bash you later. I've already wasted too much time." replied Koma coldly.
"Cold Dude!" remarked Henchy.

Henchy told us how he'd escaped from "Major Dad" as he called my father. He'd gotten into a bit of trouble with both Annabel and Alicia Quest. They'd both tried to help him escape at the same time. Within the confusion of this Henchy was able to make his own escape.
"This Henchman ain't gonna be tied down." he decleared. Then adding. "But theres more than enough to go around if you know what I mean." He put his hand in the air for a high five from Koma. Koma let it hang there.
"Dude don't leave me hanging." pleaded Henchy. Koma didn't reply.
"You said there were two sources?" said Koma changing the subject.

"Yes and were almost at the safe house." answers Fury. The SUV stops and we get out.
"Park Avenue you got me holed up in a rat infested motel 6 in Jersy." complains Henchy.
"Must have felt like home." I reply.

We walk in and Fury leads us into a huge apratment. Its got big guys with dark glasses and ear phones all over the place. They all acknoweledge Fury as he walks in. Inside there's a group of Australian dignitaries some I know others I don't. Its Koma who recognises the one Fury has brought us here for first.

"Falstaff!" he exclaims."You have a lot of explaining to do."

"Austin, Christine you've finally made it back, and 2 years late." replies Falstaff.

After party celebrations

2008-06-03T05:58:00.000-07:00

I'm sitting in the bar of the Shi'ar Battle Cruiser. They call it a recreation area and they serve a decent fermented nectar drink thats got a nice kick to it. So for me its a bar. I always like to have a drink after surgery and having just put the Professor's Brain into his body. I felt I deserved a drink or two.
It was quiet, just me and the bar guy.
Peace and quiet after all that action with the X-men was exactly what I needed. I had to gather my thoughts. Beating Nemonock was a good thing. Always good to put upstarts like him in their place. As for if he's actually dead meh! As if I care.
I had to get back to the task at hand, saving Australia. Fortunately Xavier was very happy to get his brain back into his body. He said he'd help me out.
After I'd had enough quiet I went to find Xavier and then maybe Chroma. I'm sure she'd be past the victory celebration and be looking for me too.
I found Xavier and Lilandra in the Royal suite with Jon IG most of the X-men. I told Xavier about the problem in Austalia and that I needed verifiable information on the truth of the take over.
"I know just the person who has his finger on the pulse. I'll put you in contact with him when we get back to Earth." he smiled a wry smile. "Oh and Koma about revealing that I use the chair for sympathy. Forget about it."
His eyes were mesmeric....I was doing something gee that nectar drink really has a kick.
"I think I've had a bit too many right now Chuck." I excused myself and went to find Chroma.

She was out on the promenade watching the stars.
"Hey." I say casually making my relaxed presence known.
"So you've had enough peace and quiet huh?" she asked.
"Yep!" I reply as I put my arm around her waist. She didn't pull away or move my arm. Thats a good sign.
"I just want to stay here for a while and watch the stars." she tells me. I'm cool with that. For a while.

Standing there my peaceful platinum paramour beside me and the glory of the cosmos. It was perfect.

Then the ship shuddered a bit. My sensors were patched into the Battle Cruiser and told me an esacape pod had launched.
"What number escape pod launched?" she asked.
"22." I replied. "How did you know that was an escape pod?"
"Oh Wolverine wanted to get back to earth early. So I gave him a going away present" she smiled wickedly.
"What?" I asked.
"Oh I may have found Scott and told him that Emma was waiting for him in Escape pod 22, naked." she laughed.

I laughed too.
I'm not saying it to her now. But I love this woman.

A ride on the Danger Sled

2008-05-27T04:39:00.000-07:00

"Thats it! Next time I see that dirty Carny she's dead." screamed Chroma.
We were standing back in New Jersey looking at the blown up remains of the X-Jet. Read Wolverines Blog.
I was thinking about calming her down and then she went steel and began wailing on the remains of the X-Jet's fuselage.
"Damn f$%#ing Mutant!" she screamed.
My sensors detected a space ship. And not just any ship, the Danger Sled of Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator.
“That damned bitch, where did she go?” continued my very passionate girlfriend. I let her deal with her rage and went to see Jon.
“Hey what’s going on?” he asked his hair crisp and blowing in the breeze.
I told him what had happened up till now and he said he'd been in a fight with Nemonock.
“Well let’s go get him,” i replied.
“There’s room for two more on the Danger Sled.” replied Jon.
“Then let’s go.” ordered Christine. She'd had enough of destroying what was left of the X-Jet and wanted to wail on something else. I knew the look in her eyes she was biding her time and when she let go I didn't want to be there.

We got out into space and made our way to where Nemonock's ship was. Jon insulted Chroma with some stupid quip about not needing a sports bra. If I didn't tell her not to she would have made sure Jon would have needed hospitalisation.
We got out into space and made our way to where Nemonock's ship was.
there was another space craft out there a Shi'ar battle cruiser.

“The Shi’Ar?” Chroma asked.

“Yeah, a race of bird people,” Koma explained. “They’ve got a pretty big galactic empire and oh yeah, Xavier and their queen have the hots for each other.”

“I can imagine why they’re here then.” she replied with a guffaw.

We got on the Shi'ar cruiser and Chroma made a bee line for The Scarlet Witch.

"I'm going to kick you in the head!" she growled.
"You can try." Wanda laughs. "But you will find yourself as Darkseid's new harem girl if attempt it."
Storm broke it all up and soon we were getting the help of Lilandra the Queen of the Shi'ar and one of Xavier's ling line of unsatisfied ex-girlfriends.

I suggest that we use my technology to get on the ship. We get on there easily and quickly but Nemonock was waiting. Him and his crazy woman had plans for us.
“Pocket android henchmen just add water!" teases Gun Nut.

"Just what I need something to hit" rejoiced Chroma.
Her and Logan went to town on the Automaton Henchmen.

"Thats a non-unionised labor force you better make sure that Henchy don't find out?" I tell Nemonock.

"Think I care." snapped back the evil Psychiatrist. "I'm a super villain remember you gave me my certificate."

I knew that one was coming. This brain's gonna find out why I'm called Captain Koma. I draw out my Neural Destabiliser and fire at Nemonock.
"Eat this!" I spit.