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No Anne, stop! No one should be subjected to the horrors of this awful made-for-tv crapfest. The Hoff in tight leather pants scarred me for life. Seriously though, what was wrong with the 'paper thin' plot? Has anyone that complained about this ever read some of the early Avengers stories? I thought the movie was completely and utterly brilliant. It was a perfect mix of old and new. For those who don't know, Loki's lust for revenge against Thor was the catalyst for the forming of the original Avengers. This inculsion, and the fact that the movie actually made me give a damn about Hawkeye for the first time in my comics reading career, facilitate my ranking this as the best movie I have ever seen in a theater. Well done, Joss Wheadon. Enjoy your laurels, you deserve them.

Kind of reminds me of a WWII poster. The one about women in the workforce.

That looks really cool. Good job, Gene! I just found my 2004 RCon Sophie after not knowing where it was for six (seven?) years. Could someone tell me who sculpted that?

I would like a dwarlfly cleric, if that's at all possible. And if not, then I'll take whatever I can get. Looking forward to it.

I think we're leaving at midnight Wednesday.

Pancakes will be much appreciated. Thank you.

Done and done. Thought you could sneak one by me, huh? Coming up with secret tickets, pfffft. You gotta try harder than that.

Toth leaves the question asking to Ray, and takes a position to watch the perimeter, though not out of earshot.

Ach! Noobuddy said anythin' aboot it bein' roon by an elf! Ah well, at least it looks clean, Heleger says to himself as he surveys the room. "An' a beer as soon as poosible, if ya can," he says aloud.

"Ah never thoot Ah'd be stayin' inna place called th' Bent Gooblin," Heleger mutters as he shoulders his gear. "Ah woonder what happened ta make 'im Bent?"

"Aye," says Heleger, now resplendent in his new armor. "It's a good idea, lass, boot joost where shood we moove ta? Ah'm nut familiar with tha city, soo, Ah'll leave it oop ta the rest oof tha groop."

Toth resists the urge to answer the call for help vocally. Instead, he signals for Ray to follow him once more, and approaches the woods quickly, but cautiously.

"Aye, tha's a good plan," Heleger says. "A think, an' a drink, is wha' we all need."

"That, Mr. Bullick, is a fine example of a [email protected]#!&," Toth whispers back. He is still shaking off the effects of just seeing the thing, and takes a moment to calm down. "We're going to help the camp, but we need to stay alive to do so. Follow me, as quietly as you can." Staying in a crouch, Toth begins to circle around to the thing's right, giving it a wide berth (30 feet, at least), and moving as silently as possible. Outwardly, he is calm and in control, his face blank and cold as ice. Internally, though, is a different story. AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!, is what he is thinking at this particular moment.

"Mah lady," Heleger says after taking the glass offered by Kora. "If Ah may ooffer mah oopinioon, it seems that yoor broother is either actin' oof his oon free will, oor he's oonder the infloonce oof soom soorta spell oor enchantment. He did nut trap oos in that hool with any regret noor remoorse. Boot, we will nut knoo fer certain oontil we have coot him an' questiooned him." (OOC: By the way, the guy's name is Jared.)