dragonrazor
Boobies...BOOBIES....
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In the year 2099, humanity fell. They didn't just fall, they plummeted hard. The Justice League and Green Lantern Corps were crushed utterly. But it wasn't Darkseid that caused it. Nor was it the Legion of Doom. Nor was it any other threat anyone had foreseen. Humanity had been conquered by a race of monkey-like creatures from outer space. Luthor and the Legion were the first to congratulate them, and offer their servitude. They were not impressed. They were less impressed by Luthor's attempt to destroy their headquarters on Earth. His body was laid to rest beside Superman's. They WERE impressed with Grod, for a short time. Until he tried to overthrow them, being unwilling to be a mere servant. He was laid to rest at the feet of Luthor, where they felt he belonged.
I am Cynthorc. I am the Rose of Justice. Even the proudest, thorniest rose springs from a small seed. I have scattered the seeds. The year is 4099. The world NEEDS heroes.
Okay, so that sets the stage for the general premise. I expect seven superheroes. I will play one. Haven't decided which one yet. I do know I have specific in mind for the Kryptonian. Hopefully, the one I have in mind will be interested.
I am Cynthorc. I am the Rose of Justice. Even the proudest, thorniest rose springs from a small seed. I have scattered the seeds. The year is 4099. The world NEEDS heroes.
Okay, so that sets the stage for the general premise. I expect seven superheroes. I will play one. Haven't decided which one yet. I do know I have specific in mind for the Kryptonian. Hopefully, the one I have in mind will be interested.