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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 11:29 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 11:45 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 12:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 12:31 pm
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Caesar grunted, he spoke quietly but he had said "I'm Wolverine," while he was walking away. There could only be one, and he arrived to kill Logan, but now he knew he was dead. He began starting up his Motorcycle. He wanted to get the hell out of there.
Mistress Marvel flew by, apperently someone else wanted to find Caesar as well. She had arrived while Caesar was starting up the vehicle. "Still riding around on stolen wheels, Logan?"
"Still being a lazy-à ss and flying? And for the last fùcking time, my name is Caesar," he replied. Was this chick going to leave him alone or what? What damn world was he in anyways? It felt like a stupid comic book.
"I don't recall you even mentioning your name. You're Wolverine right? Pretty sure your name was Logan," said Amora. She had memory loss, and obviously didn't get that that was Caesar not Logan, even after the countless times he explained it to her.
"I'll say this one last time, I am Caesar!" he exclaimed now annoyed. Was this girl really going to forget his name again? He told her like fifty times. "And why are you following me?"
"I obviously have nothing else to do. Honestly, I don't remember at all," she said. Unlike Caesar, she really was a clone and one of the effects of cloning is that she has memory loss, an error in her creation.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 9:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 8:35 pm
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(Just a quick reminder, just be careful with the language -- we do have some underage players here. Thanks guys.)
"Ooooooookay. Then, where did you guys come in from?" very subtly, Babs had switched her comm on send so the others in the basement under the ruins of the mansion. Barbara's eyes widened when she noticed close by was an old Soviet satelite embedded in the ground with an Omega class Sentinel's legs sticking out from underneath, "Uhhhhhhhh...."
Everyone heard Oracle's broadcast, while Nightshade was examining both unconscious assassins, Castel and the Professor, for hidden weaponry, while both Songbird and Cyclops watched in the holding cells. The old vigilante chuckled, "Never a dull moment around here, eh?"
Songbird rolled her eyes while crossing her arms, "It kind of makes you feel like a maid, doesn't it? Wouldn't it be nice for the world to stay saved for more than five minutes?"
Rogue glanced at both Superboy and Nightcrawler becoming more business like, "It sounds lahke we've got some more company topside. Kurt, you bettah stay down here. Check on our injured, please. Ah'll go up an see what's what. Ya game Kansas?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 8:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 10:22 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 10:25 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 6:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:28 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 11:04 pm
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