Okay. If I promise to pretend that I believe all this stuff about a primitive galaxy and our lives played out in a holovid, will everyone stop looking at me like I've grown two heads? In all fairness, I'll do a halfass job of it, but I'm starting to get a complex here. Work with me.
Well, just about everything about that was horrible. If I didn't believe in the value of private islands before, well, now they just seem a necessity. (Hint: I have always believed in the value of private islands.)
Emmett Frost, of course. Some of your minds seem familiar, but -- not exactly what I know.
Portals? Not as surprising as one would expect. Recognized by the left arm? Also not as surprising as I'd like it to be. But being told "great. another one" when I give my name and then the same response when I say I'm Captain America...
Seriously, people. What's with the collection going on here?
Carol Danvers. I've been here a few hours, listened to the speech, decided to just go with it and spent more time than I care to admit trying to dry off and calm down a pissed off cat. Between this and almost getting shot by a raccoon a few hours ago, she's probably never going to talk to me again.