All posts by The Mechanical Menace.

I'm gonna be uninstalling the Fandom app guys... It's just taking up too much space on my phone. While I can still use the browser version, honestly I'm gonna be a lot less active on Fandom, if not drop it entirely.

(sorry I gotta go to bed... Tiddies can use Grudmaar if you need him, but it's sleepy time for me)

Grudmaar watched warily from his brooding corner, he didn't trust magic. Actually, the sheer number of magic users was starting to grate on him.

Grudmaar sat in his corner quietly.

"Lotta people coming and going here."

Grudmaar watched warily from his corner chair.

"There's an awful lot of talk about severed arms."

Grudmaar sat down in a chair.

"Just another Friday then."

He held his spear, eyeing it with care. Or boredom, who knew but him.

Grudmaar looked over at Mr. Squared and sighed with relief.

"Yes, that was the one. I also got squished to a pulp and eventually freed myself, and you guys moved on. I however was still heavily inebriated... I may have stabbed a few people, I don't know... All I knew was I was in jail the next morning for disturbing the peace. I decided to re-think my life. That's why I'm not in that costume anymore, and why it took me so long to catch up."

He sheathed his sword.

"Though make no mistake, I'm still willing to help those in danger. Just... with less alchoholism this time round."

The man sighed, and slowly shook his head.

"Do you really not recognize me? We met on the flying boat? I-er, drank copius amounts of alchohol? The guy in the ridiculous Viking getup? Seriously I never wore a mask, how are you not recognizing me?"

Startled, the man unsheathed a golden sword from under his labcoat.

"I've come to help Mr. Squared. He's an old friend of mine, and I am trying to turn my life around for the better. I heard he was here."

A tall Nordic man in a labcoat stood at the door, looking at his watch.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

^^^^^^^ Note to self, never approach Wolverine while he's constipated.

Well, good thing Batman doesn't have powers then.

He's a big man with a tiny sword....

I mean, if we just let her reality warp all willy nilly all she has to do is delete Batman. Or do something ironic like turn him into a bat. Maybe revisit the days of Bat-Baby.

Her one weakness is her mental state, but something tells me you should not poke the crazy lady.

It was a decent movie, not terrible.

What is terrible is how violently anti-Lantern DC films have been since then. We had to wait until the Justice League movie to get a cameo of a generic Green Lantern!

(Okey dokey)

(Any other Elder gods?)

(I've got a few dudes in my sock drawer you can use, but becoming a god is a bit much for them... Though I guess it might as well be as good a place as any for a psychotic breakdown.)