I have exams everyday for the rest of this week so I won't have time to make another Boomerang post until friday!
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You totally did, but I wasn't here to catch you out like last time.
-curses-
Prove it!!
It didn’t take long for Scott to find himself a seat. The train to Metropolis always seemed relatively empty at this hour, often sporting the occasional drunk or tired businessman, who tried their best to keep themselves and their expensive suits away from the pre-mentioned drunks. Scott decided to take the businessmen’s attempts one further and essentially avoid everyone in the entire carriage. Securely fastening the Ant-Man helmet in the carriage’s luggage rack, Scott gave a brief wave goodbye to the other patrons, despite the fact they weren’t paying the man any attention whatsoever, and began to shrink. Midway through his size change, he left into the air, landing on the rack next to his helmet. Giving one last look to the rest of the train carriage below him, he leapt once more, shrinking down even further as he entered the depths of the inside of his helmet.
Months ago, Scott had been shrunk down cleaning yoghurt off of the inside of his helmet when he had discovered something amazing. Hidden within one of the inside walls, was a microscopic lab. The place had been one of Pym’s spares, having created many such places dotted around during his time as the Ant-Man. This place had soon become a haven for Scott since the day of the yoghurt spillage, with him referring to it as his own personal little headquarters. Little being the definitive word.
Once inside, Scott let out a huge yawn as he strode through the main room towards the computer. After quickly sorting out the wedgie that his spandex suit had given him, he flopped down into the seat, letting out one more yawn. It had been a long day. First there had been that stupid Porcupine guy who he had run into, and then there was everything with Peggy. New York had really fallen to crap. Scott was lucky the League had relocated him to Metropolis as he couldn’t even imagine how he’d survive living in such a city any longer. The only good thing about the place was Cass.
Ah, Cassie. The thought of Scott’s little princess made him smile.
Turning his chair so that he was facing the main computer, Scott decided that he may as well start doing something productive with his time. Loading it up, Scott frowned. It would seem that he had missed a call from his fellow Leaguers. Two calls in fact. Carol had had a run in with the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants while Cap’ and Zatana had battled the Absorbing Man downtown. Guilt filled Scott for a second, before he realized that even if he had received the message, he wouldn’t have been able to get to any of the situations in time. Besides, they seemed to have handled everything fine!
Scott also found that he had received another message from Hank. He groaned loudly, as he read the message’s subject line; Insect-esque Robots. Did the guy really had to email him every time he came up with a new invention? Besides, bug robots? Why would Scott need that? He had the ants! Scott rubbed his eyes slightly, stifling another yawn. Maybe it would be best to email the guy back. Tell him what a good job he had done. Yeah, Pym would like that. Tiredly, he typed out a response;
Hey Hank. Good job. Scott.
Satisfied with his response, Scott spun his chair away from the desk. Determined to get in a little nap before the train arrived, he leant back further into his chair and shut his eyes, ignoring the pinging sound from the computing signifying that he had received a new message. He’d answer it later.
It couldn’t really be that important, right?
-ignore, i did not post my post here by accident-
Going to begin work on an Ant-man post later tonight although probably won't be able to finish it until tomorrow!! Apparently you're meant to spend time with your mother on mothers days! Who knew?!
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This is for some Boomerang Comics label but the symbol kinda fits. Also, is this Boomerang the same who had that ridiculous purple and blue suit in the 90's?
Still trying to find other stuff to work with.
Yeah it is! Thought I'd make the smart choice and go with his more recent look :P
Thank you very much! Probably go with the first one!
I wonder where Ted would fit in terms of smart guy rankings in a shared universe...
Yeah i know what you mean, managing such a list would be difficult now. Especially since there's already multiple interpretations of who's the smartest in each universe along. Characters like Amadeus Cho, who is canonically stated as being the 7th/8th smartest person on the planet would probably end up getting bunked to around 20 or something! I imagine Ted would be in the top 10, although barely now.
“It’s in bad taste”
“Piss off Freddy-boy, it was months ago!"
“Yeah Freds, I’m sure Herman will find it funny! Sure as hell I do!”
“I still think it’s in bad taste” Fred Myers mumbled.
His eyes moved away from the custom-decorated Spider-Man cake in his teammate’s hands and up towards Riker’s main entrance. He wasn’t keen to be back here, having only been out for a month or two, although luckily this time it was only to collect someone; Herman Schultz, the notorious Shocker, as well as Fred’s former cellmate. The two had bonded during their time together, with the two having similar stories to tell as to how they ended up there, both of which involved Spider-Man. Yes, that’s right; Fred was a supervillain too. He was The Boomerang.
It was through Herman that Fred was introduced to the two gentlemen who were currently stood beside him. Morris Bench was Hydro-Man, a stupid name for a guy with a stupid power. The guy was essentially made of water, which in itself doesn’t sound too impressive. Apparently he had fallen in the ocean while a powerful experimental generator was being lowered into the ocean for testing. That origin story was nearly as unimpressive as his abilities. It was almost as stupidly convenient as suggesting that Spider-Man gained his powers after being bit by some radioactive spider. As if!
The jittery guy with the Spider-Man cake was James Sanders, and no, zero relation to the Colonel. This guy had superhuman speed. Calls himself Speed Demon. Pretty menacing name for a guy who spent most of his time foolishly stumbling around after women. Despite James’ annoyance, Fred still found him useful. With legs like that, he was a key asset to any robbery. Still, it still didn’t stop Fred from wanting to punch him one.
Fred had been rubbing his temple in frustration while Morris and James argued next to him about the best flavour of cake when the door opened in front of them. The three all looked up in unison to find Herman, a scowl covering his face. That wasn’t the only thing however. Scars covered most of his left cheek, with a few others around his lip. This was nothing new to Fred, who had seen most of them before he had gotten out, although they came as a huge surprise to both James and Morris.
“Dude… What the fuck happened to your face, man?” James asked walking forward, still brandishing the Spider-Man cake in front of him.
The scowl on Herman’s face grew even worse as he laid eyes on the cake. Fred watched as the man took in a deep breath, evidently attempting to calm himself down.
“That Spider-Prick, Okay James?” Herman declared loudly, suddenly letting go of his self-restraint. “That fucking Spider-Prick!”
Herman lashed out, slamming his hand down onto the cake, knocking it out of James' hands. It splattered onto the floor into a pile of red and black. All Fred could do was stand there and laugh as James began to cry out in annoyance, while Herman in response began stamping on the cake's remains. He had forgotten how huge Herman's vendetta against Spider-Man. Sure he knew it was there; the hero had savagely attacked him a few months ago so he had a good reason to be peeved. But this rage was something else. Fred liked it.
Before anyone could do anything to calm the man down, Fred stepped forward, pushing past James and his cake and heading towards his newly-freed friend. Putting an arm around his shoulder, he shot Herman a smile.
“Use that anger, Herman. Embrace it!” He instructed with a charistmatic cheer. “Because you’re going to need it!”
“Wha…what the hell are you talking about?” Herman spluttered, his rage now completely gone.
“Herman, my old friend. We’re going to rob the Owl!”
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Plot twist: Make Cho older.
I guess I could have done that. However my personal opinion is that Cho's main thing is that he's nearly as smart as both Tony, Reed, Peter and all the other geniuses in the Marvel universe, yet is still only a kid. Giving him this huge potential to either save the world, or even become one of its greatest villains, much like when he nearly took down S.H.I.E.L.D.
I may go with Cho and Herc sometime in the future if Drew or someone else doesn't end up going down that route. Although this would probably only be when Tony is more established as Iron Man. And even then i might make him slightly younger to differ him from the other teen geniuses.
Also, I'll be working on my first Boomerang post tonight! :) Help finding a nice header image for my posts would be nice :P
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I have genuinely thought about Hercules as a character for this not going to lie. Doing a reincarnated one who could even be Cho's sibling to really make for a fun duo.
I was planning on doing a tag team Hercules and Cho at one point before i decided on Boomerang, but i just felt that the whole point of Cho was that he is a teenage genius. A role which has kind of been taken by Tony and Reed so i didn't really see the point in introducing another one!
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