Couldn't breathe, couldn't move, couldn't think--
the world was tearing apart
A sound like jaws opening, flesh ripping, everything a perfect blue that stretched into forever. He needed to get out. Now.The energy rippled and moved around him like a live thing, pulsing and pushing and sending him through, bursting out into the open sky like a dam
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"As far as landings go? I've done better."
He stole a glance at the golden bat--god, why did girls always have to put the decor right there? Awkward--and his eyes traveled back up to her face. Quickly. He'd seen enough to know that it wasn't any insignia that he recognized, and he knew a lot of hero symbols.
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A figure, dressed in white and green, stopped between them, a cocky, arrogant smile on his face. "Hey, there," he said, looking Batgirl up and down. "Love what you've done with the all of it." He looked at Billy and nodded. "I'd say the same to you, but really, that could be gross for a number of reasons."
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She caught Billy and Tommy both looking at the golden symbol on her chest - for wildly different reasons, judging by the expressions on their faces - and wasn't sure whether to smile or be disgusted.
She was a healthy mix of both, really.
"Batgirl," she said, more to Billy than to Tommy.
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Any technology that was a success could possibly help mitigate the world's growing energy shortages.
Dr. Helmond Kettering, a professor from Ivy University, and his team of scientists are there to present their newest invention to the public: an antimatter generator that, with some work, could be a possible solution to the world's energy shortage problems.
That is, if it's not taken first.
And it will be, if these villains have anything to say about it.
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And boy, if she still had that position, would she have a ball. There were twice as many heroes now, each one worse than the other.
Now it was more the electrical kind. Which, hey, she was living electricity. It was the way that humans loved water.
Which she didn't.
Water was the mongoose to Livewire's king cobra snake.
The lights start flickering at the Expo, and then suddenly everything snaps into dark as crisp, blue lightning shot out from electrical outlets.
The bolts strike together, sizzling and forming a distinctly feminine form dressed in black, with a very revealing, plunging, lightning bolt-design neck.
"Hello Metropolis!" Livewire says in her naturally loud, jaunty, and snarky tone. "Shocking, I know. Didn't expect me, didja? Don't worry. I just stopped here for a quick power lunch," she added. Livewire chuckles and shoots her hands ( ... )
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"Unfortunately, promoting a quiet and contemplative atmosphere isn't one of them."
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He took his eyes off it for like, ten seconds--
To stop a guy who was about to shoot someone--
What kind of karma was that?!
The fail kind, clearly. Today was just not his day.
The shield around Taskmaster evaporates as he concentrates on getting the generator back; unfortunately, he's a bit too hyped-up right now to put this one to sleep, and he can't think of anything that could contain the...creepy...dude...thing...and keept the generator safe at the same time.
"Okay--so who's Zuul over there?"
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He didn't want to be here all day. Take the hint, Dinah.
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"What's the situation? Is the area secured?"
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"Looks like it anyways. All that's left is for us to make sure they go to jail, and try to keep the citizenry from trying to kill Speedball."
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The joys of being in the white hot room.
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"Not that I'm not happy to see you, because I am, but really, does St. Peter have a photo of you posted on the Pearly Gates with Do Not Serve written under it?"
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