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But what if in “the quest” episode they had looted STARFIRE’S closet instead
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Hey Doc! I was wondering... were all those rannian species (lizard people, rock people, etc.) created by you for Strange Adventures or do they come from earlier/obscure/silver-age canon?
Both! Some were created by Tom and I specifically for this book, some were pulled from the original Mystery in Space run, and one was something I came up with and Tom kindly found a place for. I'm going to save the full models in the hope we'll have a collected edition eventually, but I'll show some small chunks here. In order of appearance (I think)--
The Pykkt were created by Tom for the book, designed by me.
The Hellotaat were created by Tom and me. I can't remember what the prompt was because I think they started as a relatively blank slate, but we landed on classic sci-fi Lizard people. Especially after I found out like half of Thanagar is also lizard people.
The Undergrounders were from the original run, created by Fox and Infantino. I asked Tom to include them and did a redesign, introducing the Chieftess, who's meant to be the daughter of the original Chief appearing in MiS (pictured at left here with the crater in his face).
The Zorra, who we only see one member of in issue #7, were in the original run, created by Fox and Infantino. I wanted to include another people that were visibly humanoid. In the original run they control the Rainbow Tower of Doom and I thought a cool way to reintroduce them would be if they'd spent too much time around the Tower after all the years and had absorbed some of its energy. Tom found a great way to use it in #7.
The Kirri, who just appeared in issue #10, are from the original run. Created by Fox and Infantino and first appearing in Mystery in Space #69. And I think they've showed up a few times since but I'm largely pretending that didn't happen for our book. Another one I asked Tom about including.
The Moorm, of Moorm, are coming up in the next issue (#11) so I won't say much about them except that (please bear with me here) I had a dream about them and asked Tom if it was anything. As per usual with this book he kindly found a way to make them work for our story.
To be clear about all of these: I was just making suggestions, Tom's the one who made them all work as a whole and did the hard work of making them serve the story. I wanted to make sure Rann was pretty densely populated and that it wasn't all Ranagarians. This kind of world-building (hand-in-hand with the map from issue #10) is one of my favorite things and the whole team has been awesome about giving me a little room to really dive in on it.
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personally i would’ve called Barda first
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lgbtincomics pride month challenge 2021 ➞ 3/3 bi/pan characters ➞ sojourner “jo” mullein ➞ whispers from empty rooms + take a byte by janelle monae
“Maybe it’s lust, maybe it’s love, Maybe it never ends.”
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Pt.2 to my earlier post, I started writing! This is just a tiny piece, and it’s very very rough. Any feedback is highly appreciated! No title currently, though I’m fond of “Prodigies”.
On a lonely stretch of road, a streak of golden lightning passed over the cracked pavement at supersonic spear. After only a moment of the bright light, the blur resolved into an young man, somewhere in between his teens and twenties, his chest heaving with deep breaths. He looked down the street, in the direction he’d come from, eyes wide with wonderment.
“Whoa.” was all Jacen Jacobs could say. Reaching into his pocket and opening his phone, he made a note of his speed. It was his fastest yet- he’d pushed himself hard this time around, and it was paying dividends. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and assumed his starting position.
Small arcs of golden lightning appeared on and around his body. He touched the ground, focusing those little sparks, drawing the Speed Force into himself- KRAKOOM!
With a supersonic boom that sent the birds from the trees, Jacen sped further down the road.
Several miles down that backroad he sped along was his hometown- Jump City, a sprawling megalopolis of mega-skyscrapers and neon light. The overstuffed city had many points of interest, but perhaps none more banal and overlooked than a dilapidated old science center. Once a large building, it was dwarfed by the rest of the city; it was tucked away in the old industrial park, surrounded by tall barbed wire fencing. Peeling white and blue paint still proudly displayed the name of the science center; CADMUS BIOENGINEERING.
The citizens of Jump City who would drive by that old park often rarely noticed the building, assuming it to be done unimportant, abandoned ruin from a different age. However, little did they know, the inside of the building had advanced with the times; it showed little of the wear and tear of its exterior. Slick and lit harshly by fluorescent light, the upper level of this building had over ten wrought iron security doors, cored with lead and mounted with twin machine guns that could turn intruders to jelly. After this gauntlet of doors, bioscans confirmed the identity completely, perhaps the most cutting edge technology on Earth. After this, one would take the elevator to the only true floor in this building- the Panopticon. High walls lined with catwalks circled a massive dip that stretched hundreds of feet across- but was only play to one curious thing; a cage.
In an observation deck overlooking the cage, a group of scientists clad in their white coats waited to awaken their greatest project yet; a superhero.
“Jillian,” said a deep, slightly accented voice. A monitor activated before him, reflected in his round spectacles.
“Yes, Doctor Martinez?” asked the AI. Dr. Martinez looked at his colleagues and nodded.
“Awaken subject one zero zero zero. Passcode: Conduit.”
Spotlights appeared on the cage; a bare mattress was in the middle of the cage, occupied; other than that, it was empty. There was short sharp snap- a shock- and the man in the bed awoke suddenly, sitting up. After a moment of confusion, the young man’s eyes widened and his head darted around, until his eyes found the observation chamber high up. He stood to his feet suddenly, eyes filling with tears nearly instantly, as he grabbed onto the bars of his cage and openly wept.
“Please!” He yelled, sounding less like a twenty year old man and more like a scared boy, “Please let me go! I won’t... I won’t tell anyone! I’ll do anything!”
There was no reply. His sobs filled the silence, as his body threatened to crumple to the ground. His onyx eyes, once bright and full of hope, were now pleading as he looked back up at the chamber. His lower lip shook.
“Papí! No more experiments! Please let me go!”
Up in the control room, Dr. Martinez didn’t even flinch. He typed a command on the keyboard.
“Jillian, dear. Activate his implant.”
The boy in the cage was still sobbing, even as he felt something on the side of his head beep progressively louder; though the control room was far away, he still could see his father. His sob barely left his body before the small rectangular implant on the side of his head beeped one last time. His face slackened, then hardened into something more focused and, perhaps, angry; his back straightened; his hands fell to his side from the bars, curling into fists. In the control room, his father smiled.
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“Every decision we make is meaningless… because somewhere, on a parallel Earth, we have already made the opposite choice. We’re nothing. Less than nothing.” CRISIS ON TWO EARTHS (2010) / CRIME SYNDICATE (2021) #2
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dc variant covers ★ pride
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This flopped hard on twitter 😔 reblog to support trans rights justice league 💙💖
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i had this idea for a fic about original characters in a bleak (but not “gritty”) future DC world but idk how well i can write it out. probably will write some tonight just to see what i can do with it.
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Updating my old arts, this time with my favorite piece ⭐
2021 (new) vs. 2016 (original)
PLUS a lockscreen for u all! Enjoy *light kisses*
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Clark: whoopsie daisy!
Clark: now, what in tarnation
Clark: it’s colder than a witch’s tit!
Clark: y'ain’t
Lois, a pultizer prize winning journalist and the most beautiful woman ever: I want that one
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marvel villains need to convince themselves that they’re doing the right thing and there’s no other way before they fuck shit up, the writers need to convince the audience that they’re tragic, boo hoo and that’s some weak shit man
DC villains will straight up waterboard a child because a wizard knew they were messed up when they were like. 7 years old. i am not exaggerating either that literally happened in shazam it was cold water too magic eight ball pirate guy don’t give a single fuck
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You’re a fine bunch of detectives. Each and every one of you.
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