Darkseid is bored. Watching Desaad's systematic torture of hundred of Gothamites can only remain interesting for a while. He's just waiting for his power to reach its zenith through Blackfire and then ( Read more... )

Questioning it did no good.  If the situation was to be contained, it would have to be done quickly and as quiet as possible.  An issue like this one was completely out of the Metropolis jurisdiction of his team, but given the happenings, he didn't have time to care.  Catman tried to stay to the corners and alleys of central Gotham avoiding any and ( Read more... )

"People of Gotham, I salute you!" It has been a long time coming, but the Deacon Joseph Blackfire is once again on a podium in Gotham square, masses around him, and being played to televisions and radios across the city. All have heard of how the holy man has cleaned up the streets in a violent yet effective pogrom of the colourful psychopaths that ( Read more... )

Great smokestacks belch thick smoke into the air as fiery furnaces blaze with white-hot flame. The downtrodden masses toil under the relentless eye of their overseers, their dumb grunts occasionally punctuated by a yelp of pain as an overseer's whip finds an unlucky slave's back. The heat is enough to make Baghdad seem like a vacation spot and ( Read more... )

The surreal void where the floating remains of the Rock of Eternity now drift, has become a battlefield. Hordes of nightmarish monsters, called forth by the Dark Lord, wage a fierce battle atop a hill of the bodies of their fallen against the undying servant of dream, Mar’I Grayson, The Nightstar. Nearby, the sword of Ibn al’Xuffasc lies on a rock ( Read more... )

Even for one as powerful as he, The Dark Lord has been put to the test. The Rock of Eternity long stood as a keystone for the shifting realities of the multiverse; as stabilizing element if you will. Having been shattered, it’s orderly influence upon ‘reality’ had begun to wane. Even now, other powers vied to wrest control over the nature of ( Read more... )

The dance is this Friday. She was on the design committee and stayed late at Sarah's house to assemble paper flowers and paint signs. The walk home was only a few blocks and the neighborhood was a pretty safe place. Besides, one word and a would be mugger would be awfully sorry to choose Mary Bromfeild as a target. The sun had just gone down by the ( Read more... )