Hi, I'm Dwayne Hicks. Sam Winchester gave me your names. He says you run a supernatural task force of some kind and I wanted to toss my name in the hat to help.
I'm a Colonial Marine so I can help on that side of things but the real reason is because I got hit by that white event thing that happened. I can see spirits and ghosts. Speak to them too. It's possible I'm also drawing them to me and I may be able to make them go away. I'm still working on training this thing so the details are a bit sketchy. But I figure if you can make use of me then I'm your man.
Hello Parkers and Reilly and Drew. Next week is your birthdays. Four of you. Coincidentally, three of those are on Tuesday which is our regular family dinner anyway, so I was thinking we could do a fancy thing as a family, regular family dinner or we could have a small gathering downstairs in the club. I've got the projector and I could hook the XBox Kinect up, and we can Fruit Ninja/Double Fine Happy Action Theater/Dance the night away with finger foods and root beer.
Either way, you're free to invite whoever you want. I was hoping not to have to shell out for a huge party this time, finances are a little awkward with the club these days, but I want you four to have fun. You pick: regular family dinner with cake, fancy going out dinner, or arcade shindig.
This message will self destruct.
No, not really, but it would be kind of cool if it did.
All right fellas.
You four, I wanna know what happened and why you all were ganging up on one another. In detail.
Avengers, this is the second time that we've been stopped from finding this woman by smoke. Do you think it's possible we're dealing with a secondary power maybe? I can't imagine that bone protrusions is really high on the list for employee wants. She's obviously panicking and not sure where to turn. She must think that we want to hurt her.
Uh... two questions.
Are you smart? Like Parker back home is like top of the class minus Ava smart. So are you smart too?
And.. um... can you change your name on this network thing?
Not enjoying this not-as-secret-as-we-thought superhero identity thing at all.
Well. I got a telegram from an old man who doesn't appear to be entirely within his right mind this morning. Not least because he sent a telegram, which I honestly didn't know were still in use.( Uploading a picture from my phone: )
You guys should know that my team and I ran into the Venom symbiote last night. We don't know much, but there were tiny versions of some superheroes we know in our world there as well. There was a skirmish between them and the symbiote.
Last time the symbiote was spotted, you guys called an Avengers meeting, so I'm leaving it to you guys. I haven't had much contact with it, so someone who knows it better should know about it.
I have a question for you. Not an urgent one, if you're busy.
Question for you.
Actually, two. How's your end of the deal going?
Hey. You holding up okay?
I have a question for you, if you're up for it.
It's funny the things you realize when planning a wedding. For instance, that almost all of my closest friends are women.
I have to admit groomspeople doesn't sound quite as catchy as groomsmen, but I can't think of a better way of putting it. [...] Even the groom part doesn't seem like a real word anymore.