Greywind

Why is it always the evil stepmother?

Hero's DNPC was taken by their archnemesis.

That presupposes that such balance is actually attainable.

[after Jack has broken a car window and General Hammond has calmed him down] General Hammond: You know that's my car, don't ya? Jack O'Neill: You should get that window fixed.

https://www.tmz.com/2019/10/14/jeremy-renners-ex-wife-sonni-says-gun-in-mouth-threat/

Different characters. Sam Diamond and Lou Peckinpaugh.

Viper may. Individual nests not so much. Which is where they really end up having problems. Nest A makes Wonder Bob. Wonder Bob escapes, becomes a hero, and trashes Nests A-E in his career.

Watkins Glen

All these different shows that involve Batman have one thing in common. Batman is nowhere to be seen.

https://www.rollingstone.com/music/music-features/the-mystery-of-ric-ocasek-900031/

No. Sometimes the adventures got away. Kind of how Viper creations turn on them and become independent villains or heroes.

So we've got one vote from Duke to have CLOWN updated...

Batwoman pilot Arrow season premiere Stargate SG1 s1 discs 1 and 2

Send a PM to Jason Walters.

Shadowman (pre-production) 2017 Red Mars (TV Series) (created by - 1 episode) (pre-production) - Pilot (2017) ... (creator) Sense8 (TV Series) (created by - 24 episodes, 2015 - 2018) (written by - 23 episodes, 2015 - 2017) - Amor Vincit Omnia (2018) ... (creator) - You Want a War? (2017) ... (creator) / (written by) - What Family Actually Means (2017) ... (creator) / (written by) - If All the World's a Stage, Identity Is Nothing But a Costume (2017) ... (creator) / (written by) - All I Want Right Now Is One More Bullet (2017) ... (creator) / (written by) Show all 24 episodes 2013 World War Z (screen story) 2013 Thor in the Playroom (Video short) (story - uncredited) 2012 Underworld Awakening (screenplay) 2011 Thor (story) 2010 Babylon 5 X3: Terran Conflict (Video Game) (creator) 2009 Ninja Assassin (screenplay) 2008 Changeling (written by)

JMS has wanted to redo B5. He wants to cast Boxleitner as Clarke.

The barn was dark and silent. Marlene moved slowly and carefully. “Jason?” she asked quietly. Silence answered her. In the dim light she saw the chest Warren had made sitting on his worktable. She pulled the cord on the hanging light. With things easier to see, she made her way to the stairs. “Jason?” she called quietly again. Crimson light flared and died down. She moved carefully up the stairs. Jason sat lotus position with his back to the closed loft doors. Power flared bathing the loft in its crimson light. Marlene saw Jason's fist clench tighter and his hands turn, only to open, turn back, clench again. He kept repeating the motion. “I...” Marlene was unsure how to begin. After having spent hours in Jason's mind, sifting through his memories, she knew how he had hurt with her disappearance and the lengths to which he had gone trying to find her. When Trese had told her what had occurred between Jason and herself, Marlene had blamed Trese. Having witnessed it from Jason's point of view, Marlene knew he blamed himself far more than she had ever blamed Trese. “I saw you fight the other day. With Bloodbath. I thought you were fighting stupid.” Jason opened glowing eyes. He stared at her, unblinking. “Beth pointed out you were protecting someone.” Mentioning her name, Marlene had a flash of a memory of Beth laying on Jason's desk. Beth sat up and put her foot in Jason's lap. Marlene watched as if through Jason's eyes as he slipped a shoe on Beth's foot. Her fingers tingled with the sensation of the cool nylon on Beth's ankle. The strap went around and Jason drew the buckle down. A jolt shot through Marlene. “She may experience Jason's urges without Jason's inhibitions.” “Geez. Should I be thankful Beth isn't standing beside me?” she asked herself. “Can you not do that? It's really disconcerting.” Jason closed his eyes without saying a word. Marlene saw herself laying in Jason's bed smiling at him. He moved to brush a lock of her hair aside. She faded away. A memory of a dream? “I'm sorry. Of course you can look at me. I heard... Warren said you thought you lost me again. You didn't lose me. I realize I haven't been fair to you, but I needed time. You deal with this kind of strangeness. Sometimes on a daily basis. I have always been a bystander. Pay the bills, hear the stories, but this has been the first I've been in the middle of it. I had to come to terms with what happened. Why would you think you lost me?” Slowly, Jason extended his left fist to Marlene, fingers up. He peeled his thumb and index finger from the fist and held them like he was measuring a small length. The crimson flash refracted through the facets of a diamond. To Marlene it was like a hundred laser pointers all fired off at once. Until the flare died. “My ring!” Marlene was relieved. “Where did you find it? I thought I had lost it. I was terrified to tell you.” “Bathroom.” Jason's voice was rough, stressed. “What did I do to you?” she asked quietly. Jason folded the ring into his palm and closed his fist around it. He lowered his head and closed his eyes. His power flared again. In the light of it, Marlene was unsure if he was angry or in pain.

First seasons are where a show finds its legs. If it makes it past that hurdle then we find out if the show is a sprinter or a marathon runner.

Gil Gerard agrees. He wanted Buck to stay on Earth.

https://cosmicbook.news/titans-confirmed-crisis-infinite-earths

s1 of Arrow Oliver was on a mission and fresh out of five years in Hell. The people he killed were those that could out him, his targets, or people between him and his target.

Her touch was delicate, her fingertips were cool against his brow. Jason remembered the first time he had met Angelique all those years ago. A warehouse in Queens. No. Don't direct. Let it flow. He was pulled to the memory of New Year's Day. He had hosted a party for a model he had met at a workshop. Angelique was there. She had agreed to play hostess with him. So, how much did all this cost? A smile. Arthur. Jason's memory was pulled from Angelique and focused on a man in the background. Arthur Kayne. He had been at the fashion show the night Jason first saw Leah. Yes. You know him? “We met briefly. At a fashion show where I met someone that means a great deal to me,” he admitted to Phaedra. He goes by another name. So, what does the hostess get paid for her services? What do you have in mind? Reaching out, Angelique took hold of Jason's tie, slid a leg to either side and straddled him. She looked him in the eyes before leaning close and nipping his bottom lip. “No!” With Phaedra slipping through his memories it was as if he weren't remembering, but experiencing everything anew. With his body reacting to every touch and caress. Be at peace, dragon. Your charge is in no danger. A song began that Jason did not recognize. Phaedra's touch left him. “Awkward.” “I am sorry. I thought that when you said that you were intimate with my daughter that you were speaking as others do. That she was your friend.” “Awkward.” “I am sorry.” “I have never had anyone walk in on me while I was... Ah... Much less the lady's mother.” Phaedra laughed. Glancing at her, Jason noted the encounter had affected her as well. “You love my daughter.” “Yes.” “But you are not in love with her.” “No.” Phaedra smiled. “I am sorry. I had not considered that you and my daughter were lovers.” Feeling his body beginning to relax, Jason said, “We...were. I don't know if you're aware of the term 'friends with benefits', but once we became friends that is about the best way to describe the situation Angel and I found ourselves in.” “You are bound to my daughter. There is power between the two of you that is not hers.” Nodding, Jason said, “I did that. Angel needed something to know that I did trust her.” Looking closer at her. “There was a bond between me and Angel. There was a bond between Angel and Anton. Until she severed it.” “Did she?” Phaedra grinned. “Interesting. If we had more time I would ask about that.” “Let's just say she helped me when I was in a bad way. Repaying the trust I showed her.” Jason stretched his neck. “But through Angel I am bound to you the same way her father was. That's why my memories of my intimate encounters with her affected you.” Tipping her head forward, she raised her eyebrow with a smile. “But this other who is missing. Leah? Marlene?” “Marlene.” “What is she to you?” “Everything,” he said quietly. Setting the leaf back on the journal, Phaedra took the bag of liquorice. It disappeared into a fold in her gown. “Return home, Jason. They are found.” “What?” Jason stood up and watched Phaedra step into nothing and disappear. After long moments Jason looked down. Another useless lead with very little information. He goes by another name. “Arkayne,” he said quietly. All he needed now was a way to find the old man. He slung his bag over his shoulder and gathered his belongings. He stopped to look at the drawing of Marlene and Angelique. He closed the sketchbook and slipped it in the bag. “Who was that?” Jason cocked an eye at Al. “Something wrong?” “She sang to the dragon.” Jason smiled. “Doesn't surprise me. A long time ago she was known as the White Witch. She's Angelique's mother.” “Did she say anything?” “Yes, she told me...” Jason's hand went to the side of his head with his fingers splayed. Al caught him before he hit the ground.

I told Stephen Amell a few years ago on his FB page that Batman wanted his villains back. Not really their fault, tho. Green Arrow's rogues gallery sucks compared to 99.9999% of the rest of DC's heroes.

https://i.imgur.com/oxyXzfT.mp4