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A Roll of the DiceFor some reason, Gem City has been a hot spot for the Criminal D-list of Gotham City. Sure it's a whole nation away from Batman, but come on. Not that i don't get bored now that my career is fighting crime in this desert town, but chasing down Jervis Tetch because he stole the Chesire Diamond from the Diamond Museum gets to be a bit monotonous. Not that I chase him everyday, but I'm always faceing some of Batman's villians. If not his it's the Flash's. I kinda wish i had my own. If I said that out loud I'm pretty sure Batman would say "Heroes don't have a monopoly on a particular villian." Sure I'm protecting my Home City but I kinda feel I'm
Origins: Crsytal LYnnTwo years ago, Crystal Lynn Ball was an intern at S.T.A.R. Labs in Salt Lake City. She wasn't the best or brightest student from the college to work with them but her telekinetic power was deemed an assit for some of their more dangerous experiments that was best done from a suitable distance or from behind proper shielding. She was often asked to help with experiments concerning Tellurium, an ore with the unique ability to transmute mental energy into heat, and Crystal-L, a crystal that seemed to act as miniature Lanterns for the various Corps.
In one experiment, S.T.A.R. Labs was using Crystal's psychic powers to combine a Sample of Crysta
Goodnight Enigmatic SongShe was the song you hear and, at first blush, don't like.
Well, you don't know how you feel about it so you keep listening in an attempt to discover how exactly you feel and then you reach the end of the song and you realize, you don't like it; you love it.
That was Grace.
She was my coworker and she was my friend.
We carpooled together, I drove and she slept most of the way.
"Don't get much sleep at night, do you?" I asked her, catching those drooping lids mid-descent.
She looked out the window streaked with rain; it spoke in percussive touches filling the car with quiet overcast conversation.
I felt the warmth of her smile in the corner of my eye. The blur of her hand reached at the window to feel the cold of the droplets.
"When I was a girl, I used to race these. I thought it was funny the fat ones always won," she giggled and I imagined her as a little girl in the passenger seat then, legs too short to reach so kicking, and hair messed in the bac
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`ChewedKandi has certainly gone out of her way to keep the vector community on the right path. Always making sure that her talents are infinitely scalable, Sharon has put her bezier curves to excellent use, and firmly anchored herself as an inspirational leader. We're absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for June 2013 to `ChewedKandi. Congratulations, Sharon! Read More