Just...no. You can get your sluttish Mary-Sue arse AWAY from an already troubled comic universe. Even on the cover, for all the CAW* law applies. Admittedly, some of your daisychained penises remind me inevitably of this
album cover, but that's no excuse to go whoring around a different reality.
Gods, I'm glad I gave up on Laurell K Hamilton books. I'm utterly bewildered as to why Marvel rates her so hightly, considering her comic sales aren't great, and her artists bailed after 6 issues. I mean, my record was three pages for artist bail, and even I'm wincing!
*Cover's Always Wrong.