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Post by johncheese on Jan 23, 2019 14:56:02 GMT -5
While I don't agree with Stephanie's view of spiders like a moth trapped in a web this has me entangled, can't wait to see where this is going.
Silken Spider maybe?
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Post by emmawoods on Jul 27, 2019 7:16:08 GMT -5
It's sneak peek time!!
Issue 13 is coming, and with it arrives Batgirl's biggest arc to date!! 'Blinded by Indifference' begins...
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Hell was a place on Earth.
The thought came unbidden to Emiko Queen, but it seemed apt enough given the circumstances. After all, the Inferno gave no pretext to being anything else.
Once it had been an oil rig, but those days were long gone, its once industrious insides gutted and replaced with a sweltering nightmare of metal gantries and an iron heart, its many corridors deliberately convoluted to sow confusion and anxiety. Those few who were shepherded through its halls with some semblance of courage remaining soon found their spirits broken, their wills sapped by their dire surroundings.
Emiko watched it all from above the proceedings, the teenager standing impassively before a railing that overlooked the comings of the Inferno from the best seat in the house. Somewhat miniature in stature, she was none the less lean and lethal, her posture lent forwards against her perch with her shoulders slightly hunched, carrying her burdens with an air of boredom. With the majority of her hair cut short, her fringe remained long and foppish, obscuring her right eye as she watched the people march below, the long train of humanity packed together in tight ranks, feet shuffling and heads bowed low as they were corralled towards an uncertain future.
She blew a bubble with her gum and titled her head sideways, her tone tinged with youthful disapproval.
“It’s too many,” Emiko rebuked without a great deal of enthusiasm, far too cool for school even under the best of circumstances. “They’re getting greedy, someone is going to notice.”
When the reprimand came, it did so from her mother, delivered with an inflection that only a parent could possess. It suggested patience, but betrayed annoyance.
“No-one is going to notice.”
Shado was taller than her daughter, her hair slicked back into a neat tail, her physique, impossibly still, revealing nothing of her intentions. She did not look down, she did not need to, the pedestrians were irrelevant as to why she was here.
As to why they were both here.
“They are not sheep to be herded, they are the runts cast out to die in winter,” Shado explained, her tone lacking warmth. “No-one is going to notice, Emiko, because no-one cares.”
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I hope you enjoy.
XD
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Post by johncheese on Jul 27, 2019 12:30:33 GMT -5
Always a pleasure to get a sneak peak of things to come
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Post by emmawoods on Jul 28, 2019 15:38:01 GMT -5
I aim to please XD
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