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Jesus.

...Really?

Won't be too hard around here.

I'm not sure what the order is after Daredevil, but the after the four miniseries (Daredevil has 13 episodes, I don't know about the others), they're being brought together for a Defenders miniseries a la The Avengers. Also, from what I heard, Daredevil is being produced similarly to a movie so all of the filming is being done back-to-back. The shows are going to be catered to Netflix "binge watchers."

I think you're a little confused. Superior Spider-Man is the thirty something issue series of Dc. Ock as Peter Parker/Spider-Man. Peter came back a couple of months ago at the conclusion of the series (so Dr. Ock as Spidey was the 'hero' for the whole series) and now he has Amazing Spider-Man again, starting at issue 1 again. However, there is a new event titled Spider-Verse coming out soon that has virtually every alternate Spider-Man coming together to help Peter and this one spins out of that. They're doing an "Edge of Spider-Verse" miniseries that has a different version of Spider-Man as the hero for each one (I think Spider-Man Noir is the first one, but the rest are brand new). Aaron is for EoSV #3. However, the one I'm most excited for?

Spoiler

GWEN STACY AS SPIDER-WOMAN I'm really hoping that this version of Gwen ends up stuck in the mainstream universe for good because oh my god, that costume.

Did you ever end up picking up the new New Warriors series?

I totally only posted that to see you reply

I'm not sure what word you forgot to type, but this sounds very sexual.

Here's the problem as I see it. The joke was over after that first line. That's fine. It made sense, hell, I even smiled at it. The issue I have with it is exactly what you've been talking about: the context. Don't get me wrong, I don't get butthurt about jokes; I do find rape jokes funny. Would I say one to someone if I knew it would be a trigger, though? No. However, the context of your statement about them not being funny -the one that Hatok dug up- was specifically about them not being funny and amounting to making fun of "a horrible, traumatic experience that will ruin a person forever." And yet, you just casually threw a joke out there using rape as part of it. Regardless of whether or not it's a punchline, you used rape because you found it to be the most comical way to beef up the joke. You could have, as someone else said, used any other crime (stealing a car), but it wouldn't have the punch that rape would have. "I think it could be imposing but I don't know... But I did call off those burglary charges in exchange.." Whereas rape hyperbolizes the situation (dropping rape charges over a forum avatar), so either you went with it specifically for that reason -then you're a hypocrite- or you could have used any other crime, but didn't because of carelessness -then you're not very adamant in that principle as your quote led others to believe. Instead of owning up to it or even just ignoring it, you decided to turn it around on everyone else because you don't care...yet you're sitting there in your parents' basement wasting the effort to explain why everyone else is wrong.
The real victim here is comedy.

AND WHAT THE HELL IS A HUGBOXER?

Edit: Argument seems to be over now, but it wasn't when I started typing. Whoops.

I vote for Open Nominations. I mean...it's an awards show. Self-Nominations seem pointless because it removes the point of an award nomination to me. I mean, yeah, these specific categories can be hurtful, especially considering how much of a community we tend to be and the age group of our community, but it's a playful event. It needs to be stressed that yeah, you can opt out, but it's all for fun. Now, if someone rages with it ("I voted Bubba for Worst Member because he's an ass. He has to get his way and he's so rude and I just think he needs to leave the forum") that's a problem with the voter that needs to be addressed, not the nominee.
If anything, I think it should be seen as constructive criticism. If I'm nominated for worst member and actually win, well, ****. I need to work on some stuff, but hey, I won a category!

I see Self-Nominations as attention-whoring. Some of the best members aren't going to nominate themselves as modesty, but they should be up there. On the other end, some members are going to attention whore it. Hell, I think someone would end up self-nomination with some plan to troll ("let me see what they really think about me and then call them out on it").

So...open nominations with heavy emphasis on the opt-out option and the fun nature of it.

Saying nothing else, Zitz grinned, his smile widening as if to take over his face. He raised his wrist and the screen on his gauntlet lit up. He pressed the only three buttons on the console in a combination only he knew and a simple map appeared. There was a dark green dot (himself) moving north towards an area marked by a star, their goal. "Looks like we're almost there, Ritz! Hope our ride's not late!"

Luigi said nothing as he walked, albeit quite slowly, into the forest. He pointed his Poltergust in every direction as he looked, cautious for enemies. Though he could shift his Poltergust into its Kart mode (something he wasn't sure how it was capable of, but decided not to doubt), but it was too small to fit both him and his new companion. So he trotted on. Behind him, his companion followed and Luigi kind-of, sort-of, definitely wished that he would take the lead...just so he wouldn't have to.

Before the girls could reply (and after noticing that he was the only male for their Pokemon group), Calem felt the ground shake. "Wha-" He looked into the distance, seeing smoke coming from elsewhere in the forest...no, not smoke...it was steam. "Should we- should we go check that out?" He asked the others, wondering if there were other Trainers lost in the forest and the steam was a signal. Unfortunately, before he could consider investigating, the sound of marching footsteps made him turn. "Um, guys-er, girls? We have company!" He pointed as a group of five crystallized weapons stomped towards them. He noticed a two spears, sword, bow (was the arrow the weapon's weapon or a limb?), and some kind of bouncing hammer. He quickly reached for a Pokeball before he realized another small squad of weapon grunts were approaching from the other side. "We're surrounded!" He yelled before raring his Pokeball back.

"Is this the time to ask questions or to battle?" asked Lysandre as he waved his hand, nonchalantly. Was this warrior about to fight his Pyroar and Silver's Pokemon with his own sword? And the other with some form of mechanical suit, equipped with a kind of gun? Regardless, Lysandre was a genius Pokemon Trainer. "Fine. Allow my Pyroar to answer your inquisition...with Hyper Voice!!" Without missing a beat, his Pyroar crouched and let loose a bone-shattering roar, sending a shockwave towards the blue man and the swordsman.

Not once to mince words or to wait idly, Knuckles tapped his foot quickly. "Well, kid? Are we getting out of here or are just you going to look at me with that dumb look on your face?!" He demanded, throwing his hands up. Maybe he could be nicer, but right now? Now it was time to get to the bottom of this. Knuckles wasn't fond of Sonic saving his hide, but if he could find Sonic, this would be easier...at the very least, Sonic could lead him to Tails who would definitely be able to figure all of this out. Knuckles flashed back to a few minutes ago.

Knuckles and Amy were taking care of some animals while Sonic and Tails had left to defeat Eggman (again). After some waiting, Knuckles noticed that the life around them seemed to...fade. Before his own life left him, he was rejuvenated (saved by Sonic and Tails, of course). After a quick argument over who could have saved the day better, Sonic decided to nap and Knuckles decided to return home. He took his post of guarding the Master Emerald once more. It wasn't much later before he heard that sound...the sound of his nightmares; the Master Emerald was cracking. Before he could do anything, it let loose a bright light and shattered and when Knuckles opened his eyes...here he was. In this forest that looked like no Zone he has ever seen. After exploring for a while, he found this...helpless human child about to be blindsided by what Knuckles assumed was one of Dr. Eggman's Badniks. A boom and a whir later and here they were.

"...Well?!" He asked, impatient.

The young woman stood there, back against the tree, and waited. There wasn't much else to do. She had been tasked by some strange creature -Geno, he had called himself- to wait here and guide the others. Apparently, once of his other comrades had a similar task. She unsheathed her blade and laid her purple eyes on its steel, waving it around majestically. The wind caused her green hair to stand on end, as did this whole ordeal, but she didn't let it shake her. However, the fact that she was weakened, her magical ability and true nature suppressed, was cause for concern. She struggled to remember how she got here, but her memory was a blur (a trend she was starting to notice and despised). She remembered the war, the war that allowed her to discover who she really was. It was the fragments of another war that bothered here; a fragment here and there of that evil clown controlling her again, a brave boy rescuing her, an even younger boy whose vitality was unmatched, and two unbelievably powerful forces, but...she just couldn't place those memories. As she struggled to connect the pieces, she resheathed her blade...and waited, wondering who would arrive first.

I almost missed these. In! I'm posting right now~

This is the thread where all of the *******s from KHV come together and be nice. It's so weird.

1)Don't think of yourself as anything other than normal for that even if it's just that you're afraid other people won't think of you as normal. It's a medical condition, a serious one, but that doesn't classify you as abnormal.
2) My girlfriend's brother has something similar (or maybe the same thing, I don't know). He went from a few seizures a day to only a couple a year now. It happens so rarely now that one of the recent times it's happened, a rumor spread that he was faking it. That kind of stuff annoys me to no end.
3) Weed supposedly can help. I'd ask a doctor about medical marijuana; there was a case back about some small child that it helped immensely.

This has been me all week. My coworkers are the adults, and I'm the child left in charge of the babies.

I. Love. This.

Pretty sure it's Shiki.

That whole game was bad quality. DmC forever.

Really glad to see you're back. I haven't had a chance to get on my computer, but I was browsing on my phone and saw your name on the index and...