Phil Coulson is ALIVE@!!!

I don't know how!.. nobody knows how.

But he is. 

This means one of three things: Nick lied to us, Phil is a zombie, or my being dead in the Helicarrier hallway was not completely unknown.. I tried to corner Nick Fury on this and figure out which of the above was the truth, but he didn't say much. He's kinda short with me ever since I got the MGAP kids adopted. We've mostly stopped interacting with one another until Genovia brought Phil's not-death to my attention.

Now, I want to shake Nick Fury by his ears.

Nick was like:

And I'm all::

If you've never felt the complicated emotion of being joyful at one person and perfectly livid at another all at the same time, I'm al a loss to explain it to you. I've come to the conclusion that Nick is a serious control freak and I don't like him at all! From this moment on, the scissors have closed upon the string of our connection, I will not cater to him a second longer. My probation has long since expired, there's NO need for him to be breathing down my neck and monitoring my life anymore forever. Good day you, one-eyed bald-man! Good bye, good luck, and good riddance!

So yeah, Phil's alive... YAY! 
But I can't call him and invite him out for "I missed you, glad your not dead like I thought you were" doughnuts because I'm breaking away from SHIELD..... And apparently he's real busy as part of some "Agents of SHIELD" thing now. 

Dunno what that's all about, and I would look into it if I cared, but anywhoo! Happy bout Phil, mad at Nick.

Lloyd out! 

Busy busy busy!

...Hi! Just wanted to let ya'll know I'm not dead!
I've just been crazy insane busy. We're looking for foster/adoptive parents for the MGAP kids. It isn't right for them to be raised by nonsensical teenagers. Of course, they'll still be members of the Mythical Gang, we'll check on 'em daily and train 'em on the weekends, but they need real, loving families to take care of them.

We've totally fried our partnership with SHEILD. Nick hates me now because I won't let him have custody of the MGAP kids. He actually threatened to take them from me by force, but I told him if he so much as thought about it (Genovia can read his mind) I would pack them through a portal to a distant planet faster than he could tell his men to fire. That seemed to shut him up-- He knows I can do it after all.

He kinda gave me a look like this:

Sooooooo, yeah. Busy busy busy.

Anywhoo! Not dead. Will post funny stuff and whatnot sometime later.

Lloyd Out!

Happy Easter Weekend!

HAPPY EASTER WEEKEND EVERYBODY!!

Never let it be said that super heroes don't enjoy holidays- Because we do!

Today, I wanted to see just how many jellybeans The Hulk could hold in his mouth at one time-- It was a lot, trust me. I made the jellybean people very happy, and Tony Stark too, who decided to invest stock in jellybeans after he heard what I was planning to do... Cheater!

Of course we let Hulk swallow the jellybeans after the experiment. I mean, what's the fun in spitting them out? And during the sugar rush, Hulk wanted to see just how far I could go if he threw me, so I got a taste of flying and a wind burn! It was so much fun! =D

Here's to hoping the rest of you also have a fun Easter weekend!
Hang out with friends and family, dye eggs and fingertips, find said eggs the following morning or the following month (depending on how good you hide them), and be happy!

Lloyd Out!

Super Heroes in Space!!!

Ah, outer-space: The endless cosmos of stars, planets, and super-mega-power-hungry villain freaks.
You know, people think it's so cool when super heroes go to fight crime in space. I mean, what's cooler then fighting an alien invasion, right? Or rescue an alien civilization? It's because out there the possibilities are endless. They've got as much advanced technology and superior snobbery than we on earth can ever hope to achieve!
It's the clash of cultures that people long for; two world collide and unlikely friendships are formed! The technology, the special abilities, the weirdest looking races imaginable; It's classic Star Wars and Star Trek stuff, and you know, those movies are famous for a reason.

The fact is, people just love outer-space. They love the idea of it and what might be found out there. You can literally explore for an eternity! It's awe-inspiring! Young heroes dream of going there one day... That's great, kids! "Aim High" I always say, I'd just like to point out that (for the record) outer-space is also a very dangerous and inconvenient battlefield. Seriously, I'd like you to name one thing that didn't happen to the crew of the Enterprise. Bet ch'ya can't. And "death" doesn't count because the guys in red die all the time and even Spock died once!

Now, I'm no skeptic. I love outer-space just as much as anyone, if not more-- I mean I have a book of planets, my own telescope, an inter-galactic space-traveling twin sister; not to mention 4 out of the original 8 Mythical Gang members are aliens. ((You know, before the genetically-altered children joined the group, which scientifically-enhanced humans are also pretty cool to people, but we'll talk about that later..))

It's just that despite the awesomeness of space, super heroes don't always enjoy the seriously away-from-home task of joining galactic wars and correcting seriously-bizarre-and-ridiculously-mega-foreign policy as much as you'd think. I mean, it's always cool to meet a new alien race, roam their world, and help out; we're always happy to help out- But when a super hero is called into space for any reason, one must consider the gravity of the situation.. Or rather the lack there of.

Space is... Spacious.

It wouldn't take much to get separated from your group and be lost for all eternity in the galaxy. Especially with the recent addiction some heroes have to Black-Hole diving. Black holes are not safe. I know it's human nature to be curious. And yes, it is possible that Black-Holes can be short cuts across the cosmos, I mean, stranger things have happened-- ((There are people in this world who can shoot webs from their wrists and shoot lasers from their eyes, okay? I myself heal the instant the damage is done; you could behead me and it wouldn't make a difference.))/ But it's just as likely, if not more so, that a Black Hole is a space tornado that'll suck the living daylights out of you.

And their are other things too: The lack of air, asteroids- And bare in mind that you advanced alien opponent has had light years longer and better technology to figure out how the universe works. You're at a disadvantage. Really, Earth is as good a place as any to have an adventure. Sometimes when you go too big, you loose the wonder-factor and gain mind-boggling-irritation factor instead.. The same is true of alternate dimensions and the nine realms of Asgard. Fair warning.

Now, I'm not saying this to discourage anyone, I'd just like you to be prepared for what awaits you so you're not violently disillusioned when your twin sister drags you and a few of your gang members up to the mother-ship to meet the man-eating flower-headed head honcho and track down an intergalactic criminal who stole an important magical scroll and can temporarily absorb people at the molecular level so he has full access to their powers, memories, and life-force all against their will and before he can deliver this powerful scroll to the most creepy taffy-pulled zombie alien in the known universe he merges the scroll into one of your younger sister's freind's molecules thus endangering said friend's very existence if ever evil zombie guy should find out.. *DEEP BREATH*

...What I mean to say is, I'm in the middle of the most irritating space-adventure I've ever been on in my entire life! I'd love to give you more details about it later, but for right now the slime-ridden captain is on deck.

Lloyd Out!

P.S Sorry about the killer run-on sentence, Mom. I am ashamed.

Gibberish - Another Language!

Gibberish is a language you know, and I sort-of understand it because I speak it fluently. Sometimes it amazes my co-workers just how well I can speak and understand gibberish; like one time back on the Helicarrier, during Loki's Fish-Bowl Days-- Or maybe a few seconds after, Captain America and Iron Man were having an exchange over the comlink that went something like this::

Tony Stark: *scientific flim-flam* 

1. Steve Rogers/Captain America: Hey, speak English.

But I knew what Tony meant, so I decided to break it down:

1. Lloyd: What he means is: If you pull the thingy-majig then it will start a whatch'yama-callit and cause the wirly-twergle to bloopin-flop. 

There was silence... Then came Tony's voice:

1. Tony Stark: You see the red lever? When I tell you to, pull it. That will give me enough time to get out.

Clearly he was impressed with my abilities, but never quite got the chance to tell so as I was shot by Hawkeye some 20 seconds later. It's so nice to be admired by your peers, isn't it? =)

Lloyd Out! 

Don't be "Super" ~ Be "X"-tremely Awesome!!

..... You know, some things I've heard about Superman are very discouraging. The most recent being that he denounced his American Citizenship... Now, I'm not sure if this is true, but I'm going to rant about it anyway.

Prepare yourself, and turn back now if you like the Supernerd.

I've always thought Superman was a bit weird, but I never said anything about him because all-in-all, it looked like he was a pretty decent guy doing his best to make the world a better place. My quarrel was always with bossy Batman, the nosey-stick-in-the-mud-Cassinova. To my knowledge, Superman only ever had eyes for Lois Lane, and  I appreciated that. Yet, my little sister Cloud Child would bash him at any chance she got, for apparently no reason. At first, I thought she was just mimicking me and trying to have a problem with a big-name super hero, but no, I guess she somehow saw something I didn't.

Turns out, Superman is a crazy control freak who just denounced his citizenship to the only Earth country to which he had any.

And why? What excuse did he give?
"The american way wasn't enough anymore. He's tired of the US Government taking credit for his actions."

.....Seriously?!?! THAT is what got his goat? How incredibly arrogant and spoiled can you get? Who cares who gets credit for it, as long as the good is done and people's lives are made better! From the very beginning, this guy has been given EVERYTHING! The people were thrilled at the prospect of an invincible super man protector- But when the government starts doing it's typical government thing, suddenly he's "Not Amercian anymore".. Well fine, you ain't American, who can't fly here. Buh-bye!

"But Lloyd, Superman denounced American Citizenship, not Clark Kent."

 "You're absolutely right. But Clark Kent can't fly either, so we don't have a problem."

"By bashing Superman as an alien on American soil, aren't you bashing people who migrate to America as well?"

"No, I am not. I don't compare high-flying, perfectly invincible, super-powered Supernerd to ANYONE else! My problem is with him and him only."

 Now let's look at the X-Men: These people have been hated on since forever. Nobody likes mutants. Doesn't matter what they do they, they're always considered dangerous or the bad guys! And yet, (pay close attention to this part) They. Keep. On. Trying. They do good no matter what, they don't care who gets the glory or the thanks, they stick with it and keep saving lives despite being hated and ill-used.

And I'm not crediting those dumb X-Men movies where the facts weren't straight, Nightcrawler and Mystique weren't related, and  everyone died in the third movie. That was all just fiddle-faddle and rot!

Now, comparing these two, who do you think is the better super team?
I think the X-Men are. Not just because I'm American, but because it's a good life lesson.

That's why I've invented this new motto:
"Don't be super, but X-tremely Awesome!"

Lloyd Out!

Is This Blog Dead?

Fear not, my friends! This blog is not dead!
.... I just haven't posted in a year and a half because I lost my ball-- The little digital ball that allows me to access my blog via a holographic screen? The one in the picture under the blog-post-list-thingy. Yeah, I lost that ball, and I couldn't access my blog without it.

Why?
Well, think about it. I'm a super hero. It's a rough-and-tumble world out there, I've got to be careful not to give away my secret identity. This ball does a lot of- err, technical coding and mislinking and all that stuff, so I can access my blog whenever and wherever I feel like without having to worry about Batman snooping about, Mr. Big downloading my personal files, or Tony Stark hacking into my main frame.

So how'd I loose it?
No idea. I only know I found it under my bed during spring cleaning... Or, maybe I lost it under my bed during spring cleaning. Whatever the case, I have it back now, and I shall continue to post funny things and updates about my daily life as often as I can manage. Thanks for hanging in there!

Lloyd Out!