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... )

The spaceship, it's nice, he guesses. It's not the best digs he's seen, most of it not to his liking at all, but some of the decorations are tasty ( Read more... )

On board is ship, high and cloaked within the exosphere, Brainiac sits in a chamber where he had the ship nanites craft intricate murals of dolphins and blasters into the walls and floor. This is specifically for the sake of his newly-arrived guest, and his particular... pleasures. Brainiac summons a trolley into the room, laden with drinks of all ( Read more... )

Authorities have been notified where to pick up the unconscious Royal Flush Gang, all alive - though Ace has been mostly disassembled, since he couldn't sedate him the way he did most of the gang ( Read more... )

The last time I was in space in a ship such as the one John and I are taking to find Lobo was with Natasha Teranova. Randolph White tricked me into space the surest way he knew to manipulate me, by telling me the truth. Natasha's vessel had no power and no air meaning she would be dead within twelve hours. The only ship he had to send was left ( Read more... )

Even from space, the radical changes that have taken place in the last few years on Thanagar are noticeable. The planet looks... damaged. A bit discolored. There one expanse of land on the predominantly oceanic surface of the planet is slightly, but notably smaller than it once was ( Read more... )

It's a long journey to Thanagar ( Read more... )

Kanjar Ro and Despero, working in tandem to conquer the Earth by starting a massive intergalactic war as nothing more than a distraction.Unbelievable sons of bitches ( Read more... )

There is no moment of silence, when so many are gathered to discuss the state of the multiverse, but there comes a time when the conversation is not quite so noisy. Nightstar flies above the heads of the attendees, landing before a draped painting. Judging by the size, the attendees may wonder if the hidden work is a lifesized portrait, but of ( Read more... )