Capt. Incompetent is learning his battle-cry of "I apologize!" in other languages. Unfortunately in German all he can remember is "Ich habe Gas." (I have gas.) Fortunately this does send people fleeing.
That poor Kheldian, haha...hopefully he has a sense of humor :-)
Sofa Kingdom (Inv/SS tank) just don't care. If he can get back to smashing bad guys he'd maybe smile more, but collecting garbage around suburban Phoenix ain't too bad a gig. At $17/hr he can do double shifts and not even break a sweat, then spend all night hanging out with the grannies, swigging cheap beer, smiling and nodding every so often (so they don't get pissed off at him). He still chants his moniker, under his breath, in fond remembrance of the adoring townsfolk who gazed at their watches, jogged by and waved, scratched their temples and shook their heads into their newspaper headlines as they strode past him in the streets chanting his name "so fuh king dum, so fuh king dum..."
Laughing so hard I'm crying...thanks, I needed that.
Oh, the adventures my old and dear friends have had!
Void Spyke, clever villain that she is, fell in with a street gang after she escaped and somehow managed to ascend to the Presidency! A distinctly super powered Presidency, at that...last I saw she was having a bit of a dust up with some aliens. Wasn't looking too great for the aliens, either....
Natirri, being an Aspect of War, exists in many times and places at once. In the timelines of Norrath, she's a fierce berserker from the snows of Everfrost. In her sojourns in Azeroth, she lived among the proud warriors of the Horde, and in death rose stronger, a master of blood and frost. More than one city has also seen her visit to come help chop crime rates...literally.
Undying Light and Prismshade stayed til the last working to get as many supers and civs evacuated as possible. As the last seconds passed, Undying Light shoved Prismshade through the same portal that they'd been using to evacuate everyone else and then closed it, so nothing would reach the other side. She'd heard legends that by rapidly shifting forms to manipulate mass and momentum, a Kheldian could launch themselves into space. She took a deep breath and shifted, feeling the pull of gravity fall away...