A reasonable question. Her outfit and overall look had already garnered a few looks from the towns people. "Tier Harribel. Ruler of Hueco Mundo and the Hollows residing there. It's a world between worlds, not part of the human world." She added, feeling that the name alone perhaps wasn't enough to explain it.
"In any time, there will always be a need for heroes." - the Time Trapper, Legion of Superheroes #61(1994)
"What can I say? I guess I outgrew maturity.." - Bob Chipman
I was confused. How could this woman have such a physique yet be dead at the same time? Then again a lot of things I ran into didn't make a whole lot of sense. Maybe this was just another one to add to the ever growing list. Or maybe I've gotten hit too hard and what's up with that guy? He can feel souls? Things just kept getting weirder and weirder and I didn't like it. Not one bit. I did feel compelled to ask a question however to sate the growing curiosity that filled my head.
"What is a Hollow?"
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"Sheriff - Baron - I knew I would find you. My wives and I prayed, we prayed hard after the massacre in Illinois. Heavenly All-Father gave us a sign, that we had to go to Marvel Town and be in this Traitor Game before reaching our promised land. Thank you. I'm Donald Blake, and these are my wives, Jane and Barbara. Again, thank you. I hope we can find a little respite here from persecution. We'll head over to where we can slake our thirst."
The trio then heard May Parker...
"We are very thirsty indeed, Mrs. Parker. Thank you."Originally Posted by Aunt May
Jane foster frowned. "A saloon? Is that ... proper, husband?"
"Jane, so long as we live according to the Gospel of Balder and Thor, it doesn't matter if we step inside of a saloon. We won't pollute ourselves with earthly drink. We DO need food and water to sustain ourselves."
"Donald," Barbara Norris Blake interrupted. She put a hand to her forehead, feeling slightly dizzy. "The death-glow is ever present here, too. I'm ... afraid."
Dr. Blake took Barbara's face in his hands. "I know how hard this has been for you, Barbara. Heavenly All-Father has graced you as a Shield-Maiden, and that's not an easy burden to bear. This Traitor Game is more than it seems, though. And you know that the promised Kingdom of Asgard is ours no matter what. Please show me the strength I saw in you in Illinois."
The blonde sister-wife looked up at him, and smiled. She and Donald kissed, while Jane embraced them both. Then they stepped inside Parker's saloon.
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They didn't know about her or her kind, perhaps it was best to tell them. "A Hollow is a human soul who lose their hearts to despair or regret, or they remain in the Human World for too long after their death.They have supernatural powers with which they devour the souls of both living and deceased humans." She'd turn and looked coldly at Maxx. "Satisfied?"
I was taken aback at that response. I hated to imagine how many Hollows there would be if they ventured to my world. Or hell, maybe there were Hollows and since I haven't died yet I haven't come into contact with one. Well besides right now. But hopefully she wouldn't go around doing any devouring. No. She wouldn't, I could tell she wouldn't raise her hand unless necessary and as such neither would I. Shame even souls aren't safe from terrible fates but the world is just like one big toliet and so more filth just keeps getting poured in every day..
"It's a good enough answer for a guy like me. Thanks."
Emmeline glanced at Lord Magnus.
If there was a person her she was most uncomfortable with, it was Lord Magnus. In his battles with X-Society as their rival, he nearly killed several of them at times. But her X-Society would come out victorious every time in the past, defeating Magnus.
As her brief travels showed her though... enemies can be friends in other realities. And vice versa.
"I may as well get this over with", Emmeline said softly to herself. "Do to behave yourself, Emmeline".
She approached Baron Magnus, showing neither smile or frown, but a blank expression. "Emmeline Frost-Summers", she said to him, waiting for what reply would come next.
Mordru turned towards Emmeline. "You seem to be familiar with many of the other strangers here. Perhaps you could enlighten me as to where I have found myself."
"In any time, there will always be a need for heroes." - the Time Trapper, Legion of Superheroes #61(1994)
"What can I say? I guess I outgrew maturity.." - Bob Chipman
"Ever tended bar?" asked May. "I'd be willin' to trade a meal and a drink for an extra pair of hands today--especially since Mary Jane hasn't seen fit to show up for work today." Just because she and my nephew are courtin', that don't mean I'm gonna cut her any slack if she don't turn up when she's supposed to."
"Point taken, young man," replied Aunt May, whose hearing was just fine despite her age. "But in my experience, usin' bad language is more likely to get a man's dander up than improve his behavior."
Beverly Allen, the Bee--with honey and stinger.
"If humans have souls, then clones will have them, too."--Arthur Caplan
As the Latter-Day Aesir family stepped inside, they looked around in wonder at all of the strange and incredible beings.
"Don? Are these Vanir? Jotuns? Alfars?" - she gaped in charmed delight at the vivacious duck woman, the strange purple beast, the handsome westerners. The Eddas all had accounts of talking animals and other marvelous beasts of the Nine Worlds.
"I just don't know, Jane. But it's not our place to make those assumptions." he answered, equally astounded. 'Is that an avatar of Yggdrasil?' he pondered to himself, looking at the creature Groot. "And Rattatosk? No, no, that's a raccoon, not a squirrel,' considering Rocket Raccoon. The woman Emmeline Frost caught his attention too. Beautiful, regal, confident ... almost like an Aesir. Although her dress was egregiously immodest.
Meanwhile, Barbara Norris Blake could only stare at one other personage, one that she had met, in different forms, in different ways. But there was no mistaking him.
"Long way from Illinois, reaper." she said with a voice of cold steel.
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Gyro would just shrug. Not giving an answer.
"That or you have a fetish."
Gyro would then turn back to the woman.
"So you're a queen ghost? Huh."
Gyro would then raise is hand.
"So you're an angry heartless queen ghost is what you're saying? Right?'
Outside the saloon, Gyro's horse Valkyrie was causing up a storm of noise, for some odd reason.
Gyro would then look at the other people at the bar, as the three people embraced.
"Well and here I thought three was a crowed. I don't if should envy this man, or pity him."
Huh? I glanced over to the one who had been referred to as Jane and gave her a strange look. I was a lot of things, homeless, big, a hero and more importantly I was the protector of the Leopard Queen, ruler of the Outback! But I was here and yet this woman confused me with possibly some other creatures. So I decided to ask as I made my way over. "I am none of those things. I am the Maxx!" I exclaimed before glancing over to the one known as Gyro. He was an odd character and I didn't know what to make of him just yet but I'd keep an eye on him just in case he proved to be trouble. Part of me also wonders why he had green hair but I guess I'm not one to critique appearances.
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