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It was a beautiful day in California, and after smoking a bowl of purple haze, Jane had decided that she was going to take advantage of it by taking a dip in the pool ( Read more... )

Warlock is not well pleased. The plan in New York has gone sour, Doom is riding his ass even though it was his royal tinass who screwed up the spellwork, and that airhead prince stood him up again.

Assholes.

So right now he's taking a drink of something very expensive and trying not to explode any of the bottles behind the bar.

Jane had just smoked a bowl when she wandered into the bar through what she could only remember to be her closet door.

She took a moment to take in her new surroundings before speaking up. "Oh, man. This is some cosmic shit." She said with arms raised up victoriously and a mad giggle. "Best closet ever. You know it!" She said with a finger ( Read more... )