Snippet - Lady JokerDoctor Leland's words faded out as an infectious whistling in the next cell up caught his attention. Harland arched an eyebrow and looked into the cell, investigating the inmate within. His eyes widened just a bit when he actually looked her over.
Several things kept this woman from being conventionally beautiful. The first was that she looked sharp. Every edge on her came to a dangerous point, from the tip of her nose to the edges of her slicked-back and voluminous hair. She even managed to make the customary Arkham inmate uniform look like it could cut you.
The second was that she, quite simply, didn't look at all natural. Her skin was chalk white and her lips maraschino cherry-red, while her hair was a rich green that could have passed for black if it were much darker. The woman was of average height, but her extremely slight build made her look far shorter than she was. She was thin enough to worry people, and Harland was certain he could pick her up with only one arm.
Avengers - Requiem for a MarioSteve Rogers and Thor Odinson stared at the vintage Nintendo Entertainment System (straight from a box in Tony Stark's closet labeled 'nostalgia: only open in case of midlife crisis') like it was about to eat them. Which was even more ridiculous than it sounded when one recalled the vast number of dangerous things and people the two Avengers had stared down without batting an eyelash. This could mean only two things; one, the NES was the greatest threat to humanity of all time, or two, Steve and Thor were about to have another wacky experience with modern technology. Despite how the NES had suspisciously survived Tony's destructive childhood and how the device definitely knew more than it let on, all other signs pointed to option number two.Avengers - Requiem for a Mario3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Tony, you never really said why we're supposed to be playing with this contraption," Steve noted, crouching down warily to give the console a closer inspection.
"Well," Tony began as he worked through the logistics of hooking up the retro gaming s
A Normal Night at Avengers TowerEight very long days had passed since any of the six Avengers had been sent on a mission for SHIELD. No catastrophes, no villain sighting, not even any gas station robberies had taken place in the giant metropolis that they called home. At first, they had all enjoyed sleeping late and doing nothing, but then the days had started growing longer and lloonnggeerr aanndd lllooonnngggeeerrr (Tony was positive that they now contained 36 hours instead of 24). Let's face it: they were bored. Very bored. Maybe even on the verge of insanity bored.A Normal Night at Avengers Tower2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
That evening, they were all pretending to be interested in the delicious three cheese ziti marinara that Steve had made them when Bruce of all people pointed out the sad truth.
"Guys, we have to do something or we're all going to go insane. Look at us; we're not even interested in Steve's cooking, for crying out loud!"
"You are wrong, Doctor," Thor said through half-chewed pasta. "I am enjoying myself immensely!"
"Hooray. One of us hasn't died of bored