It felt good.

REALLY good.

Good to be back behind the bar at Chaney's, pouring drinks and handling customers who didn't follow the rules. So far she'd had to toss two people out onto the sidewalk for fighting, and that other guy seemed to finally be waking up.

The place was bustling, and Grace wouldn't have it any other way.

As humans count the days, it has been over 3 years since Nightstar, Starfire, and Nightwing challenged Croutex to a duel in the Dreaming, ending at last in Destruction's intervention, though he had declined to resume control of his realm. Over 3 years since Dr. Fate bid the heroes of his universe to dream, and rebuild the order left tattered and ( Read more... )

This holiday season, there is no phony distress call, no false alarm of an impending alien invasion. In fact, the invitations had been sent out weeks ago to as many individuals as the Watchtower's party planning committee could think of - with some help from the Justice League's computerized roster, of course. Small cards requesting RSVPs had been ( Read more... )

"Seig heil!" They are few, but the Neo-Nazis of San Francisco all salute as Red Panzer strides into the boardroom of the People's Nationalist Party HQ for California. Grinning to himself, he takes to the podium ( Read more... )

Another war band, this one in New York, New York. The replicant army spreads loose throughout, as Lobo commands this rabble of part-automated maniacs. A group heads for the Empire State Building. Another goes for the Rockefeller Center ( Read more... )

Aboard the Legion Satellite, the Legionnaires are taking a few moments of rest and relaxation, as Brainiac Five makes a few final preparations in the communication room, along with some of his colleagues ( Read more... )

Most people scoff at the idea of a real Santa Claus. There simply is no way that an immortal elderly-appearing fat-man could travel the world in one night, giving gifts to good boys and girls all over the planet in a flying sleigh pulled by reindeer... and that's even before one considers the difficulties in spying on all the children of the world ( Read more... )

But Arisia is sitting in the Lantern Room ( Read more... )

"I don't care who put it there!" snaps Alfredo Hall, jabbing an angry finger at the tall twisted sculpture near the Shaw Lowell Memorial Fountain. "It's all wrong. It's positively banal. It's ruining this show! I want it out of here ( Read more... )

"Judy, I'm here at Broadway and West 28th, which has recently been declared a zombie-free zone, thanks to the efforts of the NYPD, FDNY, JLA and JSA. The remaining zombies, said to number in the hundreds, continue to advance on a location as yet unknown, though we do have traffic advisories ( Read more... )