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Rather than blaming their lackluster sales on diversity, they should blame it on the fact that they’re not telling interesting stories and they never should have replaced the mainstream heroes. Like rolsho1 said, they have created new heroes to stand alongside of them.

However, I think that’s what Marvel’s plan may have been with this abrasive diversity thing. The thing is, while the idea to make new superheroes is a good idea, the hard part is getting them to catch on. We’ve seen it with several heroes; She Hulk, Supergirl, hell there WAS a Thorgirl. (Infact there were several Thor variations.) But the problem is that they all come off as knockoffs of the original. And why read them when you still have the originals to go to, who tend to be better anyhow, (or else the fanbase will freakout, but that’s a different topic of irritation altogether).

So thus, they moved the originals to the side so the reader base would HAVE to acknowledge them, at least for a while before the originals inevitably come back and reclaim their seats. By then, hopefully these new people will have carved out a niche for themselves to be able to hold down a solo comic for awhile. Not saying they did the right thing, but I think I understand their thinking a little here.

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I find myself leaning toward superhero/action/comedy stories based in FMG, with some cool strength feats thrown in.

On the reason behind no FMG/MMG combo stories, I think it’s also a matter of gender focus in the power fantasy. A male getting power in the female based story can potentially subtract from the dominance of the female (and vice versa.)

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I think this thread proves that we're all the same in one way or another. My reasons really aren't any different from what has been said already by others.

1. I guess I got inspired one day.

2. From there, my muse wouldn't shut up.

3. And like most have said, if you want something done right, you gotta do it yourself.

Vollar-Tile/GhenKai: Doing it

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Come to think of it, Colbert is probably what every internet poster models themselves after. Cynical and arrogant, and if they're good enough at the act, funny.

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Also, I wanted to ask if anyone knows a good place to post furry-esque stories of this type?

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On the outside, the storage warehouse was in the condition one would expect for a building that'd been standing since the 30's. Inside however, was quite a different matter. The walls, windows, and even ceiling was clean of cobwebs and dust. The interior of the warehouse was repainted, the floors redone, retiled and reinforced. For scientists, it was albeit mandatory to have a clean, sterile environment to work in.

Lined against the walls were large machines and computers of different uses and processing power, along with parts of other machines laying around.

Because of her size, Candy was not allowed in many places, but the large double doors meant there were no worries for her here, as the warehouse was quite spacious. Too bad there was usually nothing for her to do there usually, outside of changing light bulbs, carry around machinery when the need arose, and watch as Professor Anterion and Mr. Ahearne work.

"Hey Candy! Set that engine down over here, okay?"

Ms. Ahearne was a stalky, black haired, middle-aged Irish-American well into his 40's, who Candy saw around the warehouse occasionally. While the professor’s terrain was in the realm of physics and was decently handy with tools, engineering was not his best forte. This is where Mr. Ahearne came in. They made a rather good combination, and they got along well, which was quite a feat… as Mr. Ahearne didn't gel very well with many outside of his wife, possibility because they both spoke the same intellectual language when it came to science and technology. Candy set the engine down, a little clumsily, making the floor shiver with it’s weight.

The two men of science and engineering investigated the engine, and after a few tests, found that it still ran perfectly. Professor Anterion and Mr. Ahearne then spent a large chunk of the day playing with their new toy. Candy had her part in it as well, turning the large engine this way and that, helping them hook wires and holding the engine in positions that would have been incredibly difficult to manage, even with the best possible equipment. Nothing beats a 11-foot beast helping with the intricacies of heavy labor.

When she wasn't helping, Candy could be found sulking in a corner, while they worked. It didn’t take long at all for Ahearne to notice this, and began to spend time trying to cheer the wolfie up with some of their usual games, but nothing worked.

“What’s wrong with Candy? She‘s looks really down. Won‘t even say a word.” Not that she’s ever said a word…

“She’s sad because I need to buy her some new clothing. I think she’s really attached to her old ones.”

“Ahhh, I see.” It was then that the watch on the Irishman’s wrist went off.

"Oh! Hey doc, isn't it about time?"

Professor Anterion looked at his own watch.

"Oh, yes! Right, it is almost time for them to be letting out." The professor looked the wolfie's way.

"Candy? Do you mind going to pick up Marie? School is… umm…"

The professor and Ahearne looked off in the direction of the open warehouse door, and  the wisp that'd shot out of it during his query.

"…Well, no, of course not."

Ahearne chortled.

“Marie always gets her back in high spirits.”

—–

"Are you really serious about this Jaspers?"

"What could it hurt Simon."

"Your wallet for one." Simon fidgeted with his glasses. "I'm sure that's the only reason he told you that story. To get you to visit this gift shop we‘re heading to–"

"Where other monster-chaser enthusiasts hang at!" Jaspers finished. "Not that we're like those weirdoes, but this is a chance to scrounge up some good information!"

Traveling through a neighborhood, one Ford F250 cruised to a slow 15 mph as they entered a school zone. Jaspers groaned at not taking the turn a couple of blocks back to avoid this. It was apparently 3:00pm at one Provo Springs Elementary School, and kids were swarming around the school like the busy bees they were. The streets were clear  however, and Jaspers could have continued, but he and Simon were too busy staring at the huge group of kids that were piled atop eachother near the bus-loading area, resembling a mountain of eager ankle-biters. The teacher's authority seemed to have little if any effect on disassembling the hill of students.

"CAN-DY! CAN-DY!" The two heard the kids chant as they finally rolled pass, teachers and staff trying to disassemble the hill of kindergarteners and 1st graders as more instead continued to pile on.

Taking one last look in their rearview mirrors, Jaspers and Simon shrugged as they continued to their destination.

—–

"Alright, that's enough children! Stop it before someone gets hurt! Stop!" the assembled teachers yelled, putting their mental word filters on 'high' while their  patience came to a steady boil.

"Candy! Candy!" The children chanted.

"Will you look at that? A mountain of students eager for detention." an authorative voice spoke. The eyes of group of kids locked on to the source before quickly climbing off the pile-up like an army of bugs scurrying from a piece of fruit that'd been disturbed.

The kids were from different classes, but Jerod L. Hosser was the principal. He could make that horrid threat happen.

One by one they quickly dispersed, heading to their busses or homes if they were close, revealing one female extra-large beastie at the very bottom, chirping and yipping with delight, having enjoyed playing with the children.

Ms. Ale, one of the newest teachers, scowled at the remaining children, or more importantly who or what, they were still gathered around.

"… Marie's mutt is here today."

"Mmhm," the principal answered idly.

"She should be picked up by her parents, not her dog."

"Mmmhm."

Ms. Ale grumbled. "It's dangerous."

"Mmm." The principal answered. Ms. Ale turned to find her principal eating a powdered donut.

"Sir? Are you listening?"

Principal Philips chuckled. "Dangerous."

"You like that Candy? Hmm? You're so nice! Yes you are!" Still laying on the ground, a  young girl was busy rubbing Candy under her chin, who seemed to enjoy it, judging by  the sounds eliciting from her throat. Ms. Ale's attention however, was trained elsewhere.

"Bown-ce! Bown-ce! Higher!"

"They feel so squishy!"

Two kids laughed gleefully while they mercilessly leapt up and down atop her bosoms. Candy apparently didn't seem to mind, and it seemed like they were actually getting some good air  from their jumps.

"Hey stop that!" the girl protested at the boys, "That's really rude!" Which of  course, did nothing to stop their selfish fun.

Ms. Ale's eyes swallowed the scene like a mouthful of steaming bile.

"You think there's nothing wrong with that?" She said, pointing at the two boys arguing with the girl as they played trampoline on Candy's giant mounds.

The principal snickered under his breath. "Just mad b'cause yours aren't that firm."

"WHAT?"

"At least they’re not eating worms."

The principal sighed and shrugged casually as Ms. Ale eyed him dangerously. "Boys. What’re you gonna do."

"CANDY!" A new voice called. As instant as the sound met her ears, Candy popped up.

"Woah!"

"Hey!"

The motion of Candy sitting up sent the two boys flying, but Candy easily caught them in each hand, set them down, gave them a pat on the head, and joyously jaunted past the principal to greet a young, blond ponytailed girl who was just coming out of school.

The principal chuckled. “Mary? looks like your pet came to pick you up from school again.”

“Mary?? Nononono! That’s “Marie“, Mr. Principal! As in “Mah…Re”, remember?" the 8 year-old girl enunciated the two syllables in her name. “It’s French!”

“So, well, yes,” The principal chuckled awkwardly as the little girl firmly corrected him. If she wasn’t perched on the shoulder of a herculean wolvette, she would still have the same compelling effect.

"So uncle’s busy huh? As usual." Candy nodded, while picking up Marie to give her friend a customary perch on her warm, broad shoulder.

Marie patted Candy's head cheerfully. "Well that's fine, I guess this gives us some time to go play then!"

"Ahem! That will be after you've done your homework, right missy?" Ms. Ale addressed the girl from her high perch. Marie blinked.

"…It's Friday, Ms. Ale." Principal Philips informed her.

"Oh. Well… she may have weekend homework!"

Marie shook her head. "Nope!"

"…..Well, alright then." The teacher coughed uneasily. "Have a good weekend then. Uhh…  both… of you."

"Bye Ms. Ale! Bye Principaaaal!" Young Marie sang as Candy took off from the school.

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Professor Anterion paced back and forth about the room.

A playing card flicked it's way across the room to land in a basket.

"I'm sure they will be here any minute." Mr. Ahearne assured him. He smirked to himself; the eagerness to show off the final fruits of their laborious project was making the professor antsy. He knew… because he was just as anxious.

The professor sighed. “Yes, I’m sure of they will be…”

It was otherwise quiet inside the sterile laboratory, which made it easy to hear the talking going on outside.

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After some fun and games elsewhere, Candy brought Marie to uncle laboratory.

“I wonder what uncle has planned? He’s been rather secretive for months about his newest gadget. You have any ideas what it– Candy?”

Marie found Candy standing a distance  from the warehouse door, fidgeting and twiddling her fingers.

“Something wrong?”

As best as she could, Candy tried to explain her feelings. A paragraph of whines and whimpers, and a montage of mimed movements later, Marie figured out what was wrong.

“Oh! You’re worried about if you’re getting fat because your butt is too big?” Marie asked Candy. Whimpering, the   colossal 11-foot, behemoth bosomed, massive muscled, red furred Candy mournfully nodded her head at the petite, 4-foot-tall, 8-year-old little girl.

“Aww… Candy…poor girl…” Marie said with a empathic sigh. She walked up and tenderly hugged Candy’s massive leg. Candy bent down and picked the young girl up; Marie planted her legs atop her expansive bosoms, leaned forward, and wrapped her arms around Candy’s neck, hugging her neck with all her little might. Candy held Marie as best she could, her huge, strong hands hugging her best friend in the world close to her, sharing in the warm feel of each other’s caring embrace.

“OF COURSE YOUR BUTT IS BIG!!” Candy toppled over like a ton of bricks.

“Everything about you is BIG!” the young girl explained, standing atop the fallen wolvette’s breasts, holding her hands out to futilely demonstrate how big.

“What’s so bad about that?? It doesn’t mean you’re fat; you’re BIIIIG,” she emphasized with outstretched arms, “and pre~~~~tty, and STROOONG!” Marie finished, curling her arms in a silly bodybuilder pose.

“Wuf?”

“Of course I mean it! I‘d never lie to you, you‘re my best friend! Now stop sulking and let‘s go see what uncle wants.” Marie Hopped off of the two melons she was using for her perch, and sat down in the zone between Candy’s thick neck and pectorals, so she could speak more discreetly to her favorite wolfie.

“It’s probably going to be something GREAT! And maybe…” she leaned in closer, nose to nose with the wolf girl,  “We can get that bag of sweets from him!” she whispered, giggling.

Candy’s eyes lit up as nodded enthusiastically.

“Ahem,” a voice said; Marie and Candy turned their heads to spot Uncle Anterion and Mr. Ahearne standing in the doorway.

“Oh! Hi uncle! Hello Mr. Ahearne!” Little Marie greeted the two adults shamelessly, but unsure if they overheard them or not.

"You're finally here. I was worried that Candy may have forgotten."

"Yup, we're here grandpa! What did you want to show us?" Marie asked as she and Candy followed the two older men into the warehouse. Inside was all the machines and computers that she was familiar with from her frequent visits to the professor‘s lab. Placed in the cleared, southern area of the room, was the engine that Candy had picked up earlier that morning. Marie followed the sets of cables with her eyes, all the way to the workstation of computers the Professor used for his work, and then following the sets of cables from the computers, over to… something triangular hidden under a sheet. Curious to see what it was, Marie really hoped that they were not about to get a huge, complex explanation of intricate details before whatever this big unveiling was.

The professor went into a huge, complex explanation of intricate details that neither Candy nor Marie really understood.

"I'm sure you are not familiar with atomic manipulation, but this is key in today's endeavor. Using a guided laser to manipulate the clusters of atoms in the cell, we plan to generate enough speed and a heavy gravity to create a dilation…"

It didn't help that the professor's tone of voice when it came to something thrilling, was a decimal above the albeit “exciting” tone used in any other situation.

"…All thanks to the finding of this special material, which has culminated into this breakthrough. I'm sure you have all noticed…" he paused, taking a quick survey of his audience.

Mr. Ahearne found something entertaining from the look on his face, but he was sure it wasn’t his explanation. He followed his eyes to Candy and Marie. Candy had taken a kneeling seat on the floor with Marie sitting on a huge thigh. Both were looking on with pleasant and surprising interest for him to continue.

“And so, by neutralizing the electrons, we will actually be able to restructure the quark element in…”

Ahearne had to bite his upper lip at the faces Candy and Marie were making as soon as the professor turned around to continue his lecture.

"And so… without further ado, we will start the process. Ahearne, if you would do the honors?"

"Huh? Oh, right! Right, one second." Ahearne snapped back to focus, and headed over to the clothed machine, ripping the sheet off for all to see.

The shape the sheet created was rather misleading. Everyone gathered, basked in the technological breakthrough and glory of… two poles set against each other, with a thick, circular cylinder 8 feet tall attached in the middle. Not all great advances in technology look like fancy, polished works of art.

"Alright! Programs coming on-line! Engine is on standby. “L.G. is fully operational and waiting…”

There was the sound of an airplane engine grew in pitch as it revved to full power. The rotator however was disconnected, which eliminated the typical searing noise; it was not needed in this case, only the power and rotation. Graphs and charts began to display on the monitors, keeping track of the multiple dynamics of the invention rapidly coming into play.

Like the heat rising from a desert street, so did the air seem to distort and swirl  between the bars that made the triangle, a speck of light began to illuminate gradually at the center of the cylinder, as if someone were adding color to a blank canvas. Eventually a picture was painted from the swirling matter, taking the appearance of a beautiful land of copper shaded grass and a red setting sun over a distant mountainside.

Marie and Candy both looked impressed, Candy inching closer to the eerie window.

"Yes, this is an actual window into another place in our world." The Professor rubbed his chin. “Though it was larger than this last time…”

"A portal?" Marie asked.

"E-yup a bonifide portal!" Ahearne proclaimed. "Well, more a window, you cou' say. We call it “The Looking Glass“; a way to see anywhere ye like!"

Marie raised her eyebrow. "You mean like a TV?"

"No, not at all," the professor stepped in to save his intellectual discovery. "This is actually a controlled distortion in space time. A "window" like Ahearne  says, but… Candy? Please step back."

Professor noticed that candy was inching too close, curiosity leading her to draw a clawed finger toward the odd space.  Candy quickly lurched back, taking Marie with her protectively, grinning sheepishly at the professor.

"Where was I? Oh yes. This is our first step. With our continued research, this could one day become a possible, instant mode of transport between distances." he allowed himself a smirk of well-deserved self-satisfaction. "I'll bet THAT is interesting, yes?"

Marie nodded enthusiastically. Both she and Candy clapped appreciatively; Candy even gave a appreciative, happy "yip!"

"Can you use it to see anywhere else? How about the moon? Or Mars?"

"Ahhh…" Professor Anterion looked a bit nervous at the onslaught of suggestions from  Marie. "Well, you see,"

"Ey, good question! Who cares about valleys anyway!" Mr. Ahearne began to tweaking  the panel controls.

"Ahh yes, it should be possible in theory but–" The professor hastily explained as he quickly headed over to the controls which Ahearne was already at work manipulating.

The "window" began to fuzz up and morph gradually, lights streaming to and fro, within… and without. Everyone in the room became a little anxious when the colors seemed to bleed out of the portal, overlapping atop their hands and bodies.

The intangible window seemed to eventually calm down, revealing once again the same  terrain they'd just seen.

"See?" Ahearne admonished the professor. "Nothing to worry about. Your invention is  working like a charm."

Oh, well… indeed." the professor sighed in relief, "But it looks like the range capabilities is not yet fully intergraded. This is…"

He paused, squinting his eyes as if he were trying to a speck of dust on a canvas. It  was very hard to see with the glare of the bright red of the lowering sun, but it was  there, he was sure of it, something that was not there before. Within the northeastern  section of the window, was the faint outline of a…

Professor Anterion gasped, adjusting his glasses.

"…Celestial body? So close to the Earth?"

Without warning, the four assembled were witness to a cacophony of explosions that  came out of the blue, emanating from the warped space. Smoke poured into the room, but  the space continued to distort wildly, twisting, these effects somehow causing the room to darken to a strange hue. Electricity visibly crackled around the bars,  becoming greater in intensity. It was not until the light went out of the room, that their expressions went from awe to worry, especially when an eerie shape began to take shape in the center of the bright, chaotic distortion.

And then like that, the sounds, the sights, the danger… it was suddenly over. The gathered group looked on at the physical form that replaced the window. It lay on the floor, perhaps disoriented and perhaps confused.

The professor adjusted his glasses on the figure that lay before them, still obscured by the thick black smoke.

"…Fascinating. Something actually managed to pass through… that should not be possible, but…"

They could tell right away that whomever it was, was human, or at least somewhat. As it rose to it’s feet, Marie, Professor Anterion, and Mr. Ahearne all took a sharp breath at the shadowy figure was that taller than any human. It had a distinct male physique, quite broad even for his height, but well proportioned. Whatever clothing it once wore had been  incinerated, the remaining pieces still smoldering with an occasional wick of fire on  their tips. The air had cleared enough that more features became apparent; like large ears atop the figure's head, and a long, sleek tail waving about, that was rather very similar to a feline…

‘Was it because of travel through the portal?’ the professor wondered. Or was it something else…

An unusual sound prickled the ears of the professor, the assistant, and Marie. If they  didn't know any better, they would swear it sounded like a motor rumbling, heavy  enough to shiver the floor beneath their feet. But the power to the engine had already  been shut off by the emergency breaker.

"…Candy?"

…Was about all Marie could say, before her giant friend and wolfess lunged at the figure in a berserk rage.

…To be Continued.

Disclaimer: Marie, Professor Anterion, and Caligus are © Anterion (Along with some wonderful ideas) all used with permission. Depictions may not be accurate or up to creator's desires and standards… but it’s all good!
The rest I believe are © me. Uh… I think.

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http://www.gametrailers.com/game/5667.html

New gameplay videos out of good quality, including Chun Li. I don't know whether it's the perspective of camera on the intro video or not, but she's looking like a brickhouse up top as well as bottom.

And, I know it's a new game and all but….. damn. It's still STREET FIGHTER for gawd sakes. These players suck.

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Expect comments like that, but know that there are probably… well, certainly just as many others who like it. I'm sure if her rack had been out there for show, they would've been more focused on that, despite the muscle. Well… some anyway.

"LOL BEWBS" and such.

I personally think it's the guys, who don't have the bulk, that are offended/threatened by others who got muscle; it's just escalated when the
"others" also happen to be women.

Do like Jay-Z says. Go on an' brush yer shoulder off, soldier.

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ROFL Might. She funny.

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Does deviantart allowed explicit sexual stuff?

I don't think text links are any better really as far as the rules go.

I would suggest one of your old yahoo groups if you still want to post them Atari.

(*is one of those who missed it too.*)

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