32 Recent Deviations
Featured: where does my heart beat now
Clark Kent PrologueClark Kent. Secret identity of Superman, sole survivor of Krypton. Confident , muscular, powerful. The ideal hero. Saved the world a dozen times over and Metropolis a few hundred times more. Invulnerability. Flight. Heat vision. X-ray vision. A score of other types of vision. Ice breath. Super-strength. Friends with Batman, whom not even the strongest supes wanted to mess with. Millions of fans, including Lois Lane, a very beautiful senior reporter who became a damsel in distress at least four days out of seven.Clark Kent Prologue by ~ResidentialPsycho
Clark Kent. Employee of the Daily Planet. Reporter. Mild with a pitched voice and a personality too sizes too small for his football-player frame and clothes three sizes too large. Clumsy. Rejected by Lois Lane, a senior reporter who had more important things to do than deal with her incompetent juniors.
Clark Kent. Currently being scolded by the infamous Miss Lane
Farewell, and Do I Know You?I’ve decided to leave the Legion, Superman, he said. At least, until I can sort out all of these new feelings. I was emotional as a robot. Imagine me as a human, he continued.Farewell, and Do I Know You? by ~ResidentialPsycho
Superman smiled, talked to him a little more, left.
The gentle expression on Brainy’s faltered, fell completely. He turned back to the interface he just finished checking out. Pretended to be busy. He heard the hero’s footsteps stop, sensed him look back, heard him continue walking again. Brainy glanced back, watching the time-stolen hero’s red cape glide just above the floor as the hero turned a corner.
It was time to meet with Imra. No, Saturn Girl. The rules had been set since Brainy first invented the time bubble. When they stepped a millennia into the future, the Legion saw personally what happened when such rules were disobeyed.
Saturn Girl, this is Brainy, he said. Can you meet me in the storage room? he asked.
Kell-El of the 31st CenturyWhat surprised Superman X the most when he visited the past was the look of excitement on the soon-to-be traitor Brainiac 5’s face. This expression rapidly fell to disappointment.Kell-El of the 31st Century by ~ResidentialPsycho
“Excuse me, but… you’re not Superman.”
“Well, this S doesn’t stand for Sal, but call me what you want.” What was in a name? A hammer by any other name would still hit as hard? It wasn’t important to the mission. “You’re all coming with me. Now.”
The Legion seemed annoyed by his intrusion. They argued about it, but he won them over when he said that 44 trillion lives hung in the balance. The Brainiac was the most against it.
“How ironic,” said Superman X. “A Brainiac accusing others of being deceitful.”
The Braniac seemed confused.
The thought of working with Brainiac 5 was so disgusting that he almost wanted to throw up. Perhaps he wo
FarGarth Ranzz reflected on what the day had been like as he dried his auburn hair off from his evening shower, now that the kids were safely tucked into bed and there was nothing else to do but get some sleep for what tomorrow morning would bring.Far by ~JudeDeluca
On this farmstead on the planet Winath, while his wife, Imra, was away, it was just Garth with his twin sons, Graym and Garridan. Imra had traveled back to Metropolis on the planet Earth for some official Legionnaire business and would be there for at least a couple of weeks, meaning Garth would be the one to look after their children since he was not on active duty for the time being. Of course, he worried about Imra’s safety, but he knew firsthand just what a competent Legionnaire she was, with a will made out of pure inertron. Imra could protect herself, and he didn’t want to make things difficult for her by overly worrying about her. He had total faith in her strength, just as she had total faith in his strength.
Today was anoth
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