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Sorry for the delay, superfriends.

Dragon Interactions: @Karcen, @Verite "Forgot? What do youuuuuuuu—" Chalk it up to experience. If they made a movie out of Dragon's, it would be a gritty crime drama with the so-called good guy constantly finding himself outgunned, in over his head, tangled up by the system, and stumbling...

Sorry I took so long, just can't get out of this posting pattern so far, bursts of activity and then stretches of nothing. Man, I hope you're doing better, BuggaBoo.

At first, Val's blank expression was doing little to reassure Svengali's cryptic reply wasn't mostly going over her head. Other than raising an eyebrow at points. But as the much more petite woman spoke on enigmatically about working, mending, and making, the northman suddenly went from grinning...

Thanks! And, greetings are welcome but no one needs to go through the trouble really. Going through everyone's posts and profiles right now.

I'd like to reserve the Female Metal User role. Favorite food is spaghetti because it's my mom's specialty. Sorry, I don't have discord but I'll try to keep up with the OOC.

Still open? Please?

Wanting to rip out a post a few hours after you put it up seeing you could have said what you were trying to say in half the words.

Dragon Interactions: @Karcen The thing was, Dragon had done his homework and read up about the multiverse when he had sat down to think about signing up for the expo. It didn't make acting on the hunch any less of a shot in the dark, but seeing the expo attendee in the unmistakable costume...

@Karcen, got something for Al. Wasn't happy where I was going with Loki, switched to someone more grounded.

Dragon Interactions: @Karcen It wasn't the people flying or running along rooftops or even the ones loaded down with tech Dragon could only dream of that had him staring. Walking to the expo grounds in his Chicago police officer's short sleeves, some people did stop in their tracks to watch...

The man turned to Yuki pleasantly. He opened his mouth to reply, but paused before he said a word as his emerald green eyes went distant. "You'll have to ask the people who call us that. Hmm, myself, perhaps they think it's nice to have someone rooting for them who isn't just the ones they'll...

"Mmm? But what of the—" The man had been too slow to reply. Barely getting a word out before the group went headlong towards the unknown. "Hmm. You'd get along with these ones, brother." He said, smiling wistfully, then turned to the little girl with the knife. "Hello. I'm sorry I talked over...

"Mm-hmm. Very well. You're a 20-year-old girl in leather. A video game? Which one? My lawyers would have words." The man replied to the incredibly good-looking and disturbingly androgynous younger person in black. Turning to the waifish blonde, he held up a wagging finger. "Not a what but a...

Completely missed this one's started. Fine if I drop Saitama for Loki? A redeemed Loki of course.

Yeah just need to get to thinking like my character. (Easy on paper since we're both pretty dense.)

I know the feeling. Damnit I forgot I was in that other game with you.

Her try at humor falling piteously flat, Val picked up her cup, and downed the rest of her ale in one gulp. "Um, River ... what do you talk about when you and your soldier buddies aren't out doing soldier-y things?" Watching Sil take her turn to share her plans had the Reaver mercenary briefly...

A man who looked to be in his twenties walked by in a green cape, armor, and a shiny helmet with twenty-inch horns growing out of it like it was the most ordinary thing in the world. Stopping when he looked the group's way, he folded his arms and cupped his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm. I was...