the skrulls violated their treaty with the kree when they invaded thanagar and killed kree defenders there

and oh, hey, they betrayed their oldest and staunchest ally, the shi'ar, too. but that's not part of the conversation

And this is why we a need a Galaxy news, to keep ignorant earther's like me informed of the who attacked who.

Malekith's Uprising:

Force Build 8709070 0
Set	#	Name	Team	Pts	Value
TDW	014	Malekith		150	SELL
TDW	008	Kurse		250	$2.75
TDW	106	Kurse		150	SELL
TDW	105	Dark Elf Scout		50	SELL
TDW	105	Dark Elf Scout		50	SELL
TDW	105	Dark Elf Scout		50	SELL
TDW	003A	Dark Elf Soldier		50	SELL
TDW	003A	Dark Elf Soldier		50	SELL
TDW	003A	Dark Elf Soldier		50	SELL
TDW	003B	Dark Elf Soldier		50	SELL
TDW	003B	Dark Elf Soldier		50	SELL
TDW	003B	Dark Elf Soldier		50	SELL
Force Total:				1000	$2.75

Apokolips:

Force Build 8709070 1
Set	#	Name	Team	Pts	Value
WF	056	Supergirl		200	SELL
WF	023	DeSaad		75	SELL
SMWW	G003	Brimstone		400	SELL
JLTW	012	Parademon		50	$1.09
JLTW	012	Parademon		50	$1.09
JLTW	012	Parademon		50	$1.09
JLTW	012	Parademon		50	$1.09
JLTW	012	Parademon		50	$1.09
JLTW	012	Parademon		50	$1.09
Force Total:				975	$6.54

Winner: Svartalfheim!

Survivors:

Force Build 8709070 2
Set	#	Name	Team	Pts	Value
TDW	014	Malekith		150	SELL
TDW	008	Kurse		250	$2.75
TDW	003A	Dark Elf Soldier		50	SELL
TDW	003B	Dark Elf Soldier		50	SELL
TDW	003B	Dark Elf Soldier		50	SELL
Force Total:				550	$2.75

The Skrull only attacked the Shi'ar to save face with Annihilus. It was his intention to attack you using my people. I have his egg hidden away to show him we were loyal. I would also inform you I have Clockmaker Technology from Brainiac. I have also secured Thanos body which has formed a cocoon in preparation to be reborn. Also Steppenwolf may or may not be a Skrull we placed under Darkseids nose to overthrow him. At least one of the Guardians on Oa could be a Skrull. Would explain the sway of including the Blue and Red Lanterns into the fold. The Sinestro/Parallax/Hydra Corp has been in flux which is obviously caused by Skrull termoil. Loki has something hidden. Did he hide it well? So many things the Skrull could be doing unbeknownst to the greater galaxy. Even if you destroy my Empire will you ever really know if you have defeated my people?

The Battle of New Krypton

Justice League

Force Build 8709092 0
Set	#	Name	Team	Pts	Value
JLTW	050	Superman		250	$29.99
SMWW	013B	Captain Atom		130	SELL
FFGGA	004R	Quasar		100	SELL
WKD	D16-001	Martian Manhunter		165	SELL
WF	041	Mary Marvel		150	SELL
M10A	021R	Dark Phoenix		100	SELL
GOTG	033	Angela		94	SELL
Force Total:				989	$29.99

New Krypton

Force Build 8709092 1
Set	#	Name	Team	Pts	Value
SM	003	Kryptonian Infiltrator		78	$0.49
SM	031	Non		150	$0.72
SM	044	Ursa		150	$0.99
SM	002	Kryptonian Soldier		87	$0.59
SM	037	Libra		92	$0.75
WF	022	Alura		150	SELL
WF	056	Supergirl		200	SELL
SMWW	004	Parademon		45	SELL
SMWW	004	Parademon		45	SELL
Force Total:				997	$3.54

Map: Fallen Asgard
Won: Justice League (lost 265 points)
Lost: New Krypton (lost 997 points)

The Justice League Galactic Division stood together, watching New Krypton grow closer through the windows of their borrowed spacecraft. The small vessel, equipped with Shi'ar stealth technology, would let them get close quickly, but they'd be entering the atmosphere under their own power.

They weren't awaiting Superman's orders. It was never about orders with the League. It was about doing the right thing.

Mary Marvel had recovered from the last fight well, though her eyes were still haunted, her jaw set with an anger Superman had never seen in her before. Her pristine white costume had taken on a grayish hue. It was easy to write the change off as just wear and tear, the smoke from their fights darkening the fabric, but it seemed more than that, now.

Captain Atom had a grim look to him as well, though when he caught Superman staring, he winked at him. The soldier had a renewed energy to him. Surviving a death he didn't know he could experience had shaken Atom a little bit, but he was also, as a hero would be, twice as determined to continue on. His new suit, delivered from Earth and upgraded by Ray Palmer, Reed Richards, and Dr. Nemesis, gleamed like mercury.

Beside him stood the newcomer. Not a full-fledged member of the league, Angela had arrived along with Atom's new suit. "I'm here at my brother's request," she'd told them. "We have something in common. I, too, have never trusted Loki's words. And I know what it's like to be far from home."

Quasar chatted with J'onn, putting a friendly hand on the Martian's shoulder. Superman was pleasantly surprised to see J'onn laugh. That was Wendell's strength though, wasn't it. Warmth. He was a good man. A hero.

"How are you feeling about all of this," Jean Grey said, sidling up beside Superman. "You're about to free a world full of Kryptonians from the grasp of Apokolips."

"I don't know, Jean," Superman said. He took her in, watched the flickering flames of the Phoenix dance across her irises. He hadn't expected this, out here in the cosmos. To find such friends. Maybe this was where he belonged. He looked at the world growing larger outside their windows, the fear of the unknown gnawing at him. I don't know these people, he thought. I know nothing of Kryptonians. Not really. Why should they want to be freed by some stranger from a tiny planet a galaxy away?

"I'm uncomfortable enforcing freedom," he said, finally.

"We're not here to force anything," Jean said. "We're here to offer them a choice. A choice they never had. To be free, and to do with that freedom anything they'd like."

She smiled, nearly as warm as a sun. She placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Let's go free a world," she said.

* * *

Alura waited impatiently for the boom tube to activate. Her daughter. She hadn't seen her daughter in years. Sacrificed by Zod's regime, traded to Apokolips for peace. And for what?

The awful noise of the boom tube rang in her ears.

And there she was.

My daughter, Alura thought.

Wreathed in orange and black like a dying flame, Kara walked with the confidence of a seasoned killer. This is what Apokolips has made of my child, Alura thought. This is the monster they crafted from my beautiful girl.

"We have enemies incoming," Kara said to the gathered Kryptonian forces. Behind her, Libra leaned on his staff. Nobody knew his connection to Apokolips, but he'd been appointed overlord of Krypton since Zod's death. Mostly he deferred to the existing New Kryptonian council, believing they'd be more pliable with the illusion of ruling themselves, but he'd already brought a more Apokoliptian way of life to their world in transition.

And now he'd brought Kara home.

"All able-bodied Kryptonian soldiers will stand against the invaders. If you don't, you'll be placed under red-sun lamps and locked in shackles. Do I make myself clear?" Kara said. Commanding. Brutal. Efficient. Apokolips had done a marvelous job destroying my lovely child, Alura thought.

Kara started to storm off to prepare for the fight. Alura caught her eye.

"Kara," she said. Kara turned, staring at the older woman, her expression blank and confused.

"I..." Kara Zor-El said.

"It's me," Alura said.

But before Kara could answer, the skies parted, and a group of virtual gods erupted from it.

* * *

"Remember, capture, don't kill," Superman said. He searched the battlefield for his little cousin, but was first confronted by the Kryptonian officer, Ursa.

"The little lost Kryptonian. How adorable," Ursa said. She attempts to hit him with heat vision, but he dodges and returns the favor. The Phoenix steps in with a psychic attack as well.

"This one longs for war in any form," Jean said. "We should be wary.

As the Martian Manhunter squares off with Non, it is Captain Atom who firsts spots Kara Zor-El on the battlefield. Catching the Kryptonian-turned-Apokoliptian assassin unaware, he hits her with a powerful ranged strike. As she turns to sneer at the silver man. a figure in white steps between them.

"Hey there," Mary Marvel says, her voice almost gleeful. "You dropped something."

Mary connects with a powerful punch to Kara's face, staggering her. The assassin wipes the blood from her mouth and shows her teeth.

Alura, seeing her daughter in danger, rushes to her side.

"Not like this!" she yells, torn between wanting to protect her child and wanting to end the fight peacefully.

A parademon swoops in to deposit Libra next to Jean Grey. The cloaked villain looks at her curiously.

"I've never seen the Phoenix Force up close," he says. "I'd like to--"

But before he can finish, Quasar blasts him with a burst of golden light. Libra tilts his staff, turning the beam away from himself an onto a nearby parademon, who all but explodes from the damage.

Another parademon sneaks up behind Superman, ready to stab him in the back, but in a flash of gold and red, Angela slips in behind and slides a blade into the creature's back.

Non and a Kryptonian infiltrator batter the Martian Manhunter around, while J'onn is unable to damage either of them. They keep the Martian far from the rest of the battle. Kara lands a vicious blow, or what should be, against Mary Marvel, but the damage the heroes did to her earlier has sapped some of her strength--she's only able to stagger Mary, not defeat her.

The Phoenix, trapped by Libra, launches a brutal psionic attack against the mysterious man. Before he can react, though, Angela, again in a while of blades and trailing purple ribbons, drives her sword into his back.

"Non-lethal!" Superman yells, seeing the servant of Apokolips fall.

"You said non-lethal against the Kryptonians," Angela says. "I see no reason to give the same mercy to these monsters."

Superman catches the confrontation between Atom, Mary, Kara, and Alura out of the corner of his eye. Before it can get out of hand, he launches himself across the battlefield, pulling his punch, subduing the younger Zor-El with a non-lethal blow.

"I'm so sorry," he says, catching her as she falls.

The Kryptonian soldiers, seeing their leaders both fall, gang up on the Martian Manhunter, defeating him, and then hammering away at Quasar's defenses as he's left trapped on the far end of the battlefield without backup.

Alura lashes out at Mary Marvel at close range with her heat vision, but she's not a regular combatant--she hurts the Earth woman but doesn't defeat her. It's Captain Atom who puts a stop to that though, as he, like Superman, pulls his punches to make sure he's using non-lethal force.

"Sorry, ma'am," Atom says, knocking Alura unconscious.

Superman watches as Captain Atom subdues the other member of the house of El.

"Watch her," he says, before flying across the battlefield to help Quasar. Mary follows closely on his heels. They both watch as Jean Grey easily puts a stop to Ursa's rampage.

Superman isn't able to get there in time, though, as he watches Quasar fall under the combined might of multiple Kryptonian attacks.

Non leads the remaining Kryptonians on a final charge. He squares off against Superman, actually splitting the hero's lip with a ground-shaking punch.

Angela faces off with a Kryptonian soldier, who pulls out a boot-knife and is actually able to pierce the goddess's skin. She grins wickedly, as if feeling pain has made the battle fun for her.

Jean, seeing Angela going in for the kill, stops her by reaching into the Kryptonian soldier's mind and putting him to sleep. The goddess shoots the Phoenix a dirty look, then charges in to take on a Kryptonian infiltrator, again, grievously wounding her.

As Non and Superman trade a flurry of blows, Clark sees Angela once again going in for the kill.

"Mary!" he yells, and the young heroine nods at him, rushing over to knock the Kryptonian infiltrator unconscious. She shrugs at the huntress almost apologetically.

"Sorry. Boss's orders," she says.

Non finds himself surrounded on all sides. He looks left, right, and raises his fists.

"Please. Stand down," Superman says.

Instead, Non throws a flurry of punches at Superman, who deflects the last one with his forearm and then lays the last standing Kryptonian out with a haymaker.

"That one will be trouble. You should've killed him," Angela says.

"No one had to die today," he says. He looked around the battlefield. Many gray and black-suited Kryptonians warriors lay scattered and unconscious, but aside from the parademons Angela had killed, the death toll seemed small. Whether the New Kryptonians would feel liberated or enslaved, though... that was a question he had no answer for.

"Hey Clark?" Captain Atom says through their commlink. "I think you should get over here."

"What is it?" he says.

"I've got a woman in custody who says her name is Alura Zor-El. And she's demanding to speak to you," Atom says.

Superman looked down, then nodded.

"I'll be right there," he says. Turning to Mary and Angela, he raises his eyebrows, anxiety written across his face. "Now the hard part begins."

oh, well then, if it was to keep from being embarrassed by a genocidal monster, by all means, murder and enslave my people. what was I thinking
and doc wins the reward for absolute best writeup of masterminding damage to sandbag a friendly

I assume this extra information is required for this week's posts

and will likely play into how next week shapes up?

I always picture masterminding (unless there's flavor text like "I'll take a bullet for you") as the mastermind nope'ing that stuff right onto some unsuspecting flunky.

Team 1: Apokolips

Force Build 8709318 0
Set	#	Name	Team	Pts	Value
SLOSH	027	Kalibak		150	SELL
AA	050	Metron		195	$11.50
SLOSH	043	Orion		200	$1.25
BB	025	Goodness and Mercy		113	$0.49
AOU	049	M.O.D.A.M.		131	$9.95
		lashina		131
SLOSH	005AE	Daxamite		100	SELL
SLOSH	005AE	Daxamite		100	SELL
SMWW	004	Parademon		45	SELL
SMWW	004	Parademon		45	SELL
SMWW	004	Parademon		45	SELL
Force Total:				1255	$23.19

Team 2: Shi'ar/Spartax Alliance

Force Build 8709318 1
Set	#	Name	Team	Pts	Value
JLTW	038	Hawkman		115	$3.49
SLOSH	001	Cosmic Boy		90	$0.24
GOTGM	101	Star-Lord		75	SELL
GG	040	Gladiator		195	$1.49
BD	004	Hawkgirl		71	$7.42
WXM	022	Korvus		64	$0.25
WXM	023B	Cerise		60	$6.99
FL	036	Tornado Twins		115	SELL
FL	036BT	Tornado		0	SELL
SLOSH	031	Chameleon Girl		115	SELL
SLOSH	204	Ultra-Boy		100	$1.00
Force Total:				1000	$20.88

Map: Robinson Park (the beauty of New Genesis)
Results: Apokolips loses! (lost 1196 pts)
Shi'ar/Spartax Alliance wins! (lost 325 pts)

Every time he went to look at her, the ring on his finger pulsed. Not the green one that used his Will. No, it was the golden band that held his honor. War Prince Katar of House Hol was a torn man. All his life, all the lives of his entire house were built upon honor. It was the sum of his being. He wished he were a weaker man.

Before, he couldn't stop gazing at Shayera. He knew others saw. He didn't care. But now he was chosen for his Will. The empire, whole empires relied on his power and he needed to care. The burden levied upon his shoulders was mighty. It was whole worlds, whole peoples, whole ways of life. But he would bear it. Because he had to. He wished he were a weaker man.

He knew it was selfish. She had moved on. She had found peace in her arranged marriage. She tried to catch herself and keep herself guarded, but he knew her better that she knew herself. He knew her better than her husband. She'd changed. She already loved him, even if she wasn't yet aware of it. He could see it plain as day. Katar didn't blame her. She deserved happiness. J'son was a good man. He'd proven himself worthy during the War of A Thousand Suns. Katar didn't blame her at all. He no longer had any claim to her, it wasn't a betrayal. He wanted this for her. His extant feelings for her were about him, not her. He could bear this, too. Katar was a man of Passions. The Violet had just as much claim on him, likely more. But he was chosen first by the Green. He didn't keep secret the Rage in his heart. His enemies experienced it. He understood the Red so much, that anger was a tool, a means to deploy justice. Katar was a torn man, held in a dynamic tension by both extremes of the emotional spectrum, held in it's center by Will. He would bear it. Just as he was a man torn by his passion now rendered selfish, and the duty in his soul. Lilandra wasn't a bad woman. She was magnificent. Strong. Willfull. Just. Beautiful. She was perfect in fact, save one flaw. She wasn't Shayera.

He couldn't blame her for that. She deserved a husband more than in title. He owed her that. Not just from his duty. He owed that slip of a girl he used to play with when they were young, in the royal gardens of Aerie. Thanks to Annihilus, those gardens are only a memory, too. Before mad D'Ken took the throne there was no one he cared for more. She was his best friend. They both heard their fathers' delight as they played, their mothers' murmuring of arrangements. They knew they would wed. It was strange. It was normal. It was fate. It was love. And when the heads of house Neramani died mysteriously, when D'ken succeeded his father and Lilandra fled in exile, Katar's heart was broken. He hated the man he was sworn to serve. And for the first time, he was torn between love and duty. All his life, he has been torn and he has learned to bear it. Years passed, a lifetime carrying emptiness. He had risen through the ranks of the Thanagarian Wingmen, bringing much honor to his house and was tasked to train Princess Shayera in the Way of the Wing. She was stubborn. She was purposeful. She was driven. She was fire. He was lost. His emptiness filled. He didn't know his heart was meant for anything other than pain until the sister of his lost love came back into his life. Not a child, but a woman. He healed, as Shayera is now healing, letting go of what could have been for what is. When D'Ken perished in the M'Kraan temple and Lilandra returned, took the throne, Katar found himself returned to his pain, his old, familiar friend. Torn between the joy of the succession, of seeing Lilandra safe and the duty that was now restored, his betrothal to her. How do you learn to love someone you let go? How do you expose scars long healed to the air? Katar knew he could bear it, so he would. And he would begin by not staring at Shayera. He owed it to both sisters. He owed it to himself.

"General?" Commander Nah interrupted his deep thoughts. "We've approached New Genesis space and our lowering cloak." It was like a switch went off in Katar's mind. All other thoughts ceased. Distractions dimmed into background noise. Battle was at hand and focus was needed. This offensive called for all four of the Shi'ar/Spartax Alliance's generals. He and Prince Peter had aristocratic rank, but Praetor Kallark held the command, General-in-Chief. Katar was always impressed with General Krinn. Despite his youth and lack of prestige, he was a keen tactician and knew how best to deploy the disparate forces of the Legion. Apokolips would face their might this day. Emperor J'son would remain aboard, overseeing this fight and drawing up plans for the next engagement, Apokolips itself. His role was to ensure Apokolips would face their might tomorrow. The cloak dropped. Shuttle bays opened, Legion flight rings instantly activating environ shields as the power of the empire flooded out of the shuttle craft to the planet below.


The battle had been vicious. There was surprising fealty found amongst the Genesians. Long adversaries of Apokolips intel suggested they would be pleased to throw of the yoke of the Great Darkness. It wasn't the first time intel got it wrong. Metron's morality had always been ambiguous. Orion was instantly loyal to Steppenwolf for slaying his father. While the Gladiator grappled with Kalibak, the War Prince's emerald maces thundered on the Dog of War. Katar had never faced a worthier foe. Not even his duel with Annihilus. That was judgment, this was battle in it's truest. Katar wished for the opportunity to have faced Orion before his upsurge in power, as it was, he edged out the warrior without danger. He had first crippled Metron, thrashing the Mobius Chair. Recognizing it as the most immediate threat to their army, General Krinn had hurled Katar deep into enemy territory to address him first. Katar then allowed the rest of the forces to finish off the Observer while he handled their champion.

Prince Peter had danced in battle, striking down Parademon after Parademon, before an errant strike from a Daxamite injured him. General Krinn levitated him back to the triage point established in the geosynchronous orbit of the shuttle. This wasn't the first time he had given everything in battle. When Katar saw him next, he would address him as Star-Lord. He had earned the title.

They had underestimate M.O.D.A.M., the Motherbox Oppressed and Deviated to an Abominable Menace, some twisted experiment by Jax-Ur to transform a Female Fury into a living Motherbox. It had taken control of Korvus and abused him, forcing him to turn the Phoenix Blade upon the Tornado Twins before she leveled him herself. Shayera ended her threat. Swooping in with wings of justice she wailed repeatedly on the superior threat as if it were her possessed by three power sources. Katar caught himself grinning. This couldn't be helped. This much could be allowed. She was his greatest pupil, after all. Shayera grinned back as she stood atop M.O.D.A.M.'s damaged vessel. Suddenly, a whipcrack leveled her from behind, and she succumbed to the wounds she had taken in battle. Katar stood above Lashina's broken body, oblivious to the intervening instant that required him to act instinctively.

The battle wasn't yet over, Gladiator still wrestled against Kalibak, the newly christened Horseman of War stubbornly refused to fall. The Daxamites remained a threat and Metron hadn't yet fallen. Katar had tunnel vision, he could only see Shayera cradled in his arms, breathing shallowly. His massive wings reached up towards the heavens and with a sudden single rush of sinew and feather he launched toward the stars, his blazing aura of white surrounding them both as his Starbrand kept her alive. Inside the shuttle's hangar bay, J'son stood himself to receive his wife. The concern, the sorrow, the anger, evident on his face. He hid nothing. With steel in his eyes he looked to Katar, "Give her to me." Katar and J'son both knew the words were loaded. J'son reached to Shayera, the steel hadn't departed his eyes, but compassion entered his voice, "The battle isn't over, War Prince. Let her go. See to your duty."

Katar let go. He turned and swooped down like an onrushing star. His focus returned. The battle was not yet over. It would be when he arrived.

Survivors:

Force Build 8709318 2
Set	#	Name	Team	Pts	Value
JLTW	038	Hawkman		115	$3.49
SLOSH	001	Cosmic Boy		90	$0.24
GG	040	Gladiator		195	$1.49
WXM	023B	Cerise		60	$6.99
SLOSH	031	Chameleon Girl		115	SELL
SLOSH	204	Ultra-Boy		100	$1.00
Force Total:				675	$13.21

Nice use of MODAM, and damn, I love Katar Hol.

Aga'po had learned a great many things over the centuries: diplomacy, negotiation, tactics, persuasion... all in the pursuit of love. Many beings often misunderstood her intentions, and assumed that she sought a great love between herself and another. They did not understand that her love spread to all forms of life in the galaxy: people, animals, planets, culture. She even found ways to love her enemy, for she took the time to listen and understand their motivations and what drove them to oppose her. Aga'po loved them all with all her being, unwavering in her firm belief that love could unite all beings.

Then she met Colonel Yon-Rogg. He had arrived at Zamaron as the military representive from the Kree people of Hala. When he first saw her, a tight smile had cracked his stern facade. Aga'po found out later from his security detail that they hadn't seen Rogg smile once in the seven cycles they had served under him before then.

While many people saw him as impatient and intense, Aga'po's insightful nature saw something in him that others missed. Rogg remained on Zamaron to inspect the planet's defenses, and as Aga'po flew him from place to place, he could not hide his wonder at the beauty of the crystals encompassing the landscape beneath him. He only did a marginally better job of hiding his wonder upon seeing a voluptuous blue-skinned queen so close, and so often.

As they spoke, she began to understand what drew her so close. In his own way, Rogg was filled with a love similar to her own. He grew up as most Kree do, filled with nationalistic pride. However, as traveled the stars in the military, he found he appreciated the little nuances of other cultures as well. He argued for a change to Shi'ar currency, saying it was more efficient; he recruited operatives from around the galaxy, because he wanted "the best of the best"; and he openly advocated for an alliance with the Green Lantern Corps despite centuries of animosity between the Supreme Intelligence and his creators, the Guardians of the Universe.

Aga'po and Rogg's love was a most peculiar thing. They had a quiet passion, spending their free time in discussion, often with him gazing at her as she told him of cultures and people long forgotten from history. He did make efforts to show his love in outward ways, sneaking away from their battlecruiser to tour his childhood home, and proposing to her immediately after disposing of a particularly nasty Skrull assassin posing as a Star Sapphire from Zenn-La.

But she found it hard to think of any of these things lately. When she thought of Rogg, she saw silver tendrils bursting from his chest. When she thought of his face, she saw the blood at the corners of his mouth. And when she missed him, she only saw the white face and orange hair of the demon who had stolen him from her: Omega Red.

Played by TheGoodReverendJLang:

Force Build 8709772 0
Set	#	Name	Team	Pts	Value
IH	039	Caiera		139	$4.99
GOTG	042	Gorr the God Butcher		170	SELL
WOL	039	Kryb		155	SELL
FFSM	005	Kryptonian Renegade		100	$6.25
TDW	008	Kurse		250	$2.75
SM	037	Libra		92	$0.75
UXM	042	Omega Red		90	SELL
Force Total:				996	$14.74

In her grief, a surge of energy had filled the crystals on Zamaron, and hundreds of new Sapphire rings filled the sky, seeking out their new owners throughout the galaxy.

Played by thelovelymsziehl:

Force Build 8709772 1
Set	#	Name	Team	Pts	Value
WOL	044	Fatality		180	SELL
WOL	032	Miri Riam		85	SELL
AN	018	Queen Aga'po		166	$0.49
WOL	114	Star Sapphire		100	SELL
FFWOL	006	Star Sapphire		75	$1.49
WOL	006	Star Sapphire Recruit		45	SELL
WOL	006	Star Sapphire Recruit		45	SELL
GOTG	032	Starfox		79	SELL
BN	007	Wonder Woman		215	$2.79
Force Total:				990	$4.77

It was a beautiful slaughter. The strongest members of their order, behind the leadership of the Spear of the Star Sapphires, gleamed in the sunlight as they engaged their rabid enemies. Her compassion for her squad was legendary, and Aga'po loved her for it.

One by one, the Apokoliptian hordes fell beneath crystal shards.

Omega Red was quickly spotted by the newest of the Sapphires, Diana of Themescra, who dislodged a loose statue and broke it over his nose. Red's tenticles skittered along the ground, attempting to grab anything within reach, before crystal spears severed the cords in three places.

Aga'po noticed Caiera of the Female Furies among the opposition. She remembered how her late husband had offered to assist that Hulk creature in reuniting the two star-crossed lovers. She wondered what might have come had Hulk accepted Rogg's offer, even as the Sapphires brutally cut down Caiera from three sides.

Despite their glorious teamwork, the Sapphires struggled with Kurse. A being of pure hate, even Aga'po would have found a difficult time finding something to love about this monster. Kurse struck down Starfox, Star Sapphire of Titan and half-brother to the late Thanos, realizing he was surrounded. He put up a decent struggle, cutting deep into Wonder Woman before being laid low.

By the end, only two Sapphires had fallen, along with a few wounded soldiers. But then Aga'po remembered the skies filled with the rings of love, and she smiled above the carnage of Apokoliptian bodies below.

Surviving members:

Force Build 8709772 2
Set	#	Name	Team	Pts	Value
WOL	044	Fatality		180	SELL
WOL	032	Miri Riam		85	SELL
AN	018	Queen Aga'po		166	$0.49
WOL	114	Star Sapphire		100	SELL
WOL	006	Star Sapphire Recruit		45	SELL
WOL	006	Star Sapphire Recruit		45	SELL
BN	007	Wonder Woman		215	$2.79
Force Total:				836	$3.28

man, the hrs has gotten awful romantic of late


and hey, how on earth (and various other empires) has it taken this long to make starfox into star sapphire fox?!? great call, lang, and nice writeup. i'm glad some more characters are getting fleshed out before the end

They'd both die from alcohol poisoning.

I imagined you as a green frog sipping tea when I read that.

Awww, poor Salaak has no one.

Starfox was a bit inspired.

Great stories all around though. I'll have to step things up on my end.

(The ghost of Yon-Rogg appears in the newsroom)

It was all frontstabbing from Kree to Skrull! Its just too bad I died the same week we finally dropped the boot on that infestation.

Thankfully Darkseid and Sinestro are also both RIP, so the people I really backstabbed aren't around to broadcast it to everyone!

OOC: Starfox had been sitting on my desk for about two months waiting for his chance to be on a Sapphire squad. I used to think it was hilarious that Ethan Van Sciver wanted to sneak a scantily-clad male in with all the female Sapphires.