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Monday, November 8, 2010

When logic and proportion Have fallen sloppy dead

Does anyone recognise the lyrics in the title? Um, virtual cookie to anyone who does. If you need a hint, it's related to Alice in Wonderland. Kind of.

MARVEL WHY WON'T YOU LET ME READ PHOENIX WARSONG, ):. It has an awesome storyline! I've read like 19 pages of it or something? Not including the covers and synopses. And all are disjointed. KILL ME NOW, SOMEONE. I want someone to put it all in a full volume instead of five volumes of 24 pages each. Better if it's coloured, but it doesn't really matter, does it?

Yup okay best part ever from Phoenix Warsong. Volume #4, by the way.
Thousand-in-One: *Mother!*
Emma: Celeste. I know you can hear them. Those are your sisters. They haven't done anything. They don't deserve to ---
Celeste: Quiet, Miss Frost...
Celeste whams Emma in the gut with the Phoenix force.
Emma: ---die...

Phoenix: I am life. I am fire. My name is Phoenix.
Celeste screams.
Celeste: No no no no I'm not the Phoenix! I'm just Celeste, too much too much too much too much. Can't stop stop stop stop help help help help HELP!
Phoenix: You're no fun at all, are you?

Celeste: Who-- who are you?
Phoenix: The Phoenix, silly. Or a fragment of her anyway. She'd been shattered into a billion pieces... but then I heard you call.
Celeste: I didn't-- didn't call you.
Phoenix: Oh, but you did. Your hungry little mind. Always wondering what it is to feel. To burn. To live. How could I pass you by? But now you're scared. You couldn't even tell that nice boy down there that you like him.
Celeste: Jake? But I just met him! And he's not a boy, he's a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, and-- why are we talking about this? This is stupid! You're the Phoenix, and you're going to make me destroy the world!
Phoenix: Where on earth did you get that idea?
Celeste: The Phoenix killed five billion people.
Phoenix: And saved the universe a few times.
Celeste: Too... too much. Too much too much too much.
Phoenix: Of course it is. It's more than any human being can bear. How can killing five billion -- or even a single person-- ever be anything but evil? How could this power-- this hunger we have-- be anything but evil? But I couldn't have come to you if there wasn't a reason for all of this, Celeste.
Celeste: Then wh-- what--
Phoenix: You already know. You've spoken the words yourself. I am life. I am fire. Now stop fighting me... and do your job.

Sophie and Esme have been resurrected into zombies.
Emma: My girls...
Sophie/Esme: Don't cry, mother. You still have us.
Emma holds them by the neck.
Emma: GRRAAA!
Sophie/Esme: Is that any way to treat your favo[u]rite daughters?
Emma: You're not my favo[u]rite daughters! You're just Weapon Plus zombies, bags of bone filled with recorded memories and nanotech!
Sophie/Esme: Whatever. Our dear sister Celeste is about to destroy the world. And we don't much like getting incinerated. So are you going to help us stop her or what?
Scott: You can smell lies, can't you, Logan?
Logan: Not when the subject's been dead for more than a week or so. But they've got a point.

I suspect the above quoted part is going to actually be really long. Emma already knows she's their genetic mother, and that they're technically her clones, so she's calling them her daughters. And I put Sophie/Esme because I really can't tell whether it's Sophie or Esme since one is wearing blue and one is wearing pink. But they didn't state anything, plus I'm quite sure they weren't buried in blue and pink anyway so there's no way of telling. But it's the one in blue who speaks, anyway. Oh, and in the comic, they spelt 'favourite' without a 'u' so I'm treating it as an additional add-in. Also, it is kind of annoying to have to type a word/phrase four times over especially when it comes to Celeste. Gets a little old after a while. If the above quote is really confusing. I could just attach the pictures to this post, but that would be boring.

The Stepford Cuckoos are so interesting. Or should I say, entertaining.

Okay another long post about Marvel comics. Specificallt X-Men. GRRAAA SHERMINE STOP BEING SO RANDOM AND WEIRD. UGH. Because no one's interested in finding out about the X-Men anyway. *Thrashes head around following a certain rhythm. Think of it as being similar to what Yan Tong was doing on Drama Nite.*

Posted at 9:20 PM




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