<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187</id><updated>2011-08-03T20:36:48.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marvel Universe: Transformed</title><subtitle type='html'>Marvel Universe: Transformed is a fan fiction group that was created for the purpose of examing how Transformers might have fit into the mainstream Marvel Universe.  The Groups "dropoff" from main continuity was in 1998 {Hunt For Xavier in X-Men titles was going at that time} with a "blank" year for lienence in story telling.  So the titles retrospectively started off with December or the new year of 2000.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-6582511621077716977</id><published>2009-12-21T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:24:14.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing a way to bring back MU:TF</title><summary type='text'>Okay, all the folks out there.   If you're wanting to see a revamp, you're welcome to join the fan list at Yahoo Groups.   It's marveluniversetransformed@yahoogroups.com.  I've put a link to subscribe on the right hand side along with the other links to sites. What I'm foreseeing is the expansion of MU:TF not only to have it's fanfic roots but also to offer a potential to expand into more such as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/6582511621077716977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=6582511621077716977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/6582511621077716977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/6582511621077716977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2009/12/seeing-way-to-bring-back-mutf.html' title='Seeing a way to bring back MU:TF'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-7517292176757393002</id><published>2009-12-17T13:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T14:50:01.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RFC-Radio Free Cybertron</title><summary type='text'>Radio Free Cybertron - The Transformers Podcast - TF Radio Network HomeI suppose I should have done this a long time ago. Brian Kilby has brought back Radio Free Cybertron much to the glee of a lot of Transformer fans. Now, there's a bunch of us here that have been involved in the fandom outside of MU:TF including Brian.   Actually, Brian's show pumped MU:TF up back in the original heydays of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/7517292176757393002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=7517292176757393002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/7517292176757393002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/7517292176757393002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2009/12/rfc-radio-free-cybertron.html' title='RFC-Radio Free Cybertron'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-5167763000401405262</id><published>2009-10-22T00:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:50:29.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's old is new again...</title><summary type='text'>You'd think of all the resurrection gambits out there, that MU:TF would want to follow in kind. I mean look at all the stuff that's official now...New Avengers crossing over with TransformersMarvel characters being done in a Transformers format. And, you'd think that might be enough to sort of restart the engine. Truth told.  It quite hasn't got there. A lot of our crew has either got paying jobs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/5167763000401405262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=5167763000401405262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/5167763000401405262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/5167763000401405262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2009/10/whats-old-is-new-again.html' title='What&apos;s old is new again...'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-501348448786804688</id><published>2007-05-01T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T08:25:56.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of David Cousens</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/501348448786804688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=501348448786804688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/501348448786804688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/501348448786804688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2007/05/art-of-david-cousens.html' title='The Art of David Cousens'/><author><name>David Cousens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01343904801751102724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0BkcGrdNI6o/SKACiOo-beI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YLbkTP8WakU/s1600-R/david-head-drawn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040835605947413</id><published>2005-03-09T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T05:08:54.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadpool's Theatre Of The Obscure Presents - Ride the Streak! Part 1 - Rassum Frassum Casey Kasem</title><summary type='text'>PREVIOUSLY ON DEADPOOL’S THEATRE OF THE OBSCURE!You’re late.I watched Pokémon waiting for you people!I am so going to kill Tony Stark...Now kindly sit down. The show’s starting.Boys! Remove the guy with the dog collar......I whip out this baby...The guy wets his pants.I know your momma was a pig....I see this big, huge...C’mon Jessie, shake it for daddy!AND NOW:DEADPOOL’S THEATRE OF THE OBSCURE </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040835605947413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040835605947413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040835605947413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040835605947413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/deadpools-theatre-of-obscure-presents.html' title='Deadpool&apos;s Theatre Of The Obscure Presents - Ride the Streak! Part 1 - Rassum Frassum Casey Kasem'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040814004126519</id><published>2005-03-09T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:25:13.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadpool's Theatre Of The Obscure Presents - Ride the Streak! Part 1 - A Big Load of Nothing</title><summary type='text'>MUAHAHAHAHAHA! Die, you furry little rodent! DIIIIIE!...Huh?Oh, hi! You’re late!The name’s Wilson. Wade Wilson. But you can call me Deadpool. I gotta tell ya, I’ve been waitin’ for you for a while now. You wouldn’t believe how hard it is to fill the time when you’re just a bunch of words on a page, honestly, ya wouldn’t. There’s never anything decent on TV these days. I hope you mouth-breathers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040814004126519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040814004126519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040814004126519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040814004126519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/deadpools-theatre-of-obscure-presents_09.html' title='Deadpool&apos;s Theatre Of The Obscure Presents - Ride the Streak! Part 1 - A Big Load of Nothing'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040786088139859</id><published>2005-03-09T14:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:27:29.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Punisher #4 - Conclusion</title><summary type='text'>Marvel Universe Transformed Presents: The PunisherBy Brian KilbyA cold February rain pours down over New York City. An old filthy wino lays huddled in a stinking alleyway. He lays there, nursing a bottle, vainly crying to God to stave off a wet death in pneumonia. Cats unable to find shelter will freeze to death, leaving a bountiful feast for the rats that retreat into the gutters. A man who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040786088139859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040786088139859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040786088139859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040786088139859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/punisher-4-conclusion_09.html' title='The Punisher #4 - Conclusion'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040769392237822</id><published>2005-03-09T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:29:16.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Punisher #3 - Bullseye!</title><summary type='text'>Marvel Universe Transformed Presents: The PunisherNumber Three.By Brian Kilby.War Journal. February the second, later that afternoon.Things get stranger. The Police swept Eller's apartment. They found a body...or, at least, they found the majority of one. They found a little of it on the walls, the floor and ceiling. They assume that this was the bomber, I'm not convinced. No recoverable </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040769392237822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040769392237822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040769392237822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040769392237822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/punisher-3-bullseye.html' title='The Punisher #3 - Bullseye!'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040756082139365</id><published>2005-03-09T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:29:55.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Punisher #2 - Two Kills Past Eight</title><summary type='text'>Marvel Universe Presents: The Punisher #2By Brian KilbyWar Journal, February the first. Two kills past eight a.m.Word on the street is that somebody has a hit out on former Mayor Richard Eller. I'm no fan. He made sure the book was thrown at me when I was incarcerated a few years back. They called him "Rough Rick," he liked to make sure that the book was thrown at everybody. Truth be known, he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040756082139365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040756082139365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040756082139365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040756082139365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/punisher-2-two-kills-past-eight.html' title='The Punisher #2 - Two Kills Past Eight'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040742004310030</id><published>2005-03-09T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:31:02.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Punisher #1 - I'm Back and It Feels So Good</title><summary type='text'>War Journal, Tuesday the 18th, 4:00 a.m.,I've tracked two pieces of slime across town to a sleazy motel that decent people wouldn't use for a toilet. The refuse that call this place home sickens me. If this godforsaken Hellhole were torched down, the world would be better off a few dozen junkies, a pimp and an old tramp that cheats on her Social Security. Right now, however, they're not my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040742004310030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040742004310030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040742004310030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040742004310030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/punisher-1-im-back-and-it-feels-so.html' title='The Punisher #1 - I&apos;m Back and It Feels So Good'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040716704619891</id><published>2005-03-09T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:32:02.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes for Hire #9 - The Defense of Avalon</title><summary type='text'>"The Defense of Avalon"Written by: Wes A.***With a flash of white light, ten figures appeared. At first they had to wait a few moments for their eyes to adjust."Do you believe it possible to blind us even more, friend Dane?""Sorry Lord Tyger, I guess you get a bit used to it after a few times. Anyway, here we are: Avalon!"The group looked around with awe. Before them was a courtyard to a castle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040716704619891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040716704619891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040716704619891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040716704619891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/heroes-for-hire-9-defense-of-avalon.html' title='Heroes for Hire #9 - The Defense of Avalon'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040697450494729</id><published>2005-03-09T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:42:33.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes for Hire #8 - New Beginnings</title><summary type='text'>Heroes for Hire #8Iron Fist - martial arts master raised in the mystic city of K'un Lun! Luke Cage - street-tough private eye with super-strength and steel-hard skin!  Black Knight - man of science armed with weapons of sorcery! White Tiger - acrobatic feline fighter created by the High Evolutionary! Ant-Man -scientific genius with the ability to shrink to miniscule sizes! Together, they make the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040697450494729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040697450494729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040697450494729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040697450494729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/heroes-for-hire-8-new-beginnings.html' title='Heroes for Hire #8 - New Beginnings'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040629211636916</id><published>2005-03-09T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:43:24.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes for Hire #7 - Can't We All Just Get Along?</title><summary type='text'>Heroes for Hire #7Iron Fist - martial arts master raised in the mystic city of K'un Lun! Luke Cage - street-tough private eye with super-strength and steel-hard skin! Black Knight - man of science armed with weapons of sorcery! White Tiger acrobatic feline fighter created by the High Evolutionary! Ant-Man -scientific genius with the ability to shrink to miniscule sizes! Together, they make the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040629211636916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040629211636916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040629211636916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040629211636916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/heroes-for-hire-7-cant-we-all-just-get.html' title='Heroes for Hire #7 - Can&apos;t We All Just Get Along?'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040614061444055</id><published>2005-03-09T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:48:45.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes for Hire #6 - Guess Who's Coming to Dinner...</title><summary type='text'>Heroes for Hire #6Iron Fist - martial arts master raised in the mystic city of K'un Lun! Luke Cage - street-tough private eye with super-strength and steel-hard skin! Black Knight - man of science armed with weapons of sorcery! White Tiger - acrobatic feline fighter created by the High Evolutionary! Ant-Man - scientific genius with the ability to shrink to miniscule sizes! Together, they make the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040614061444055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040614061444055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040614061444055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040614061444055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/heroes-for-hire-6-guess-whos-coming-to.html' title='Heroes for Hire #6 - Guess Who&apos;s Coming to Dinner...'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040586245387625</id><published>2005-03-09T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:49:59.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes for Hire #5 - Secrets, Revelations, and More Mysteries...</title><summary type='text'>Heroes for Hire #5Iron Fist - martial arts master raised in the mysticcity of K'un Lun! Luke Cage - street-tough private eye with super-strength and steel-hard skin! Black Knight - man of science armed with weapons of sorcery! White Tiger - acrobatic feline fighter created by the High Evolutionary! Ant-Man - scientific genius with the ability to shrink to miniscule sizes! Together, they make the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040586245387625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040586245387625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040586245387625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040586245387625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/heroes-for-hire-5-secrets-revelations.html' title='Heroes for Hire #5 - Secrets, Revelations, and More Mysteries...'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040555484900986</id><published>2005-03-09T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:51:09.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes for Hire #4 - And the Verdict is...</title><summary type='text'>Heroes for Hire #4Iron Fist - martial arts master raised in the mystic city of K'un Lun! Luke Cage - street-tough private eye with super-strength and steel-hard skin! Black Knight - man of science armed with weapons of sorcery! White Tiger - acrobatic feline fighter created by the High Evolutionary! Ant-Man - scientific genius with the ability to shrink to miniscule sizes! Together, they make the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040555484900986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040555484900986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040555484900986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040555484900986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/heroes-for-hire-4-and-verdict-is.html' title='Heroes for Hire #4 - And the Verdict is...'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040536396589478</id><published>2005-03-09T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:52:43.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes for Hire #3 - Pieces of the Puzzle</title><summary type='text'>Heroes for Hire #3Iron Fist - martial arts master raised in the mystic city of K'un Lun! Luke Cage - street-tough private eye with super-strength and steel-hard skin! Black Knight - man of science armed with weapons of sorcery! White Tiger - acrobatic feline fighter created by the High Evolutionary! Ant-Man - scientific genius with the ability to shrink to miniscule sizes! Together, they make the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040536396589478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040536396589478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040536396589478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040536396589478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/heroes-for-hire-3-pieces-of-puzzle.html' title='Heroes for Hire #3 - Pieces of the Puzzle'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040472670585569</id><published>2005-03-09T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:55:42.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes for Hire #2 - Regroup</title><summary type='text'>Heroes for Hire #2Iron Fist - martial arts master raised in the mystic city of K'un Lun! Luke Cage - street-tough private eye with super-strength and steel-hard skin! Black Knight - man of science armed with weapons of sorcery! White Tiger - acrobatic feline fighter created by the High Evolutionary! Ant-Man - scientific genius with the ability to shrink to miniscule sizes! Together, they make the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040472670585569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040472670585569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040472670585569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040472670585569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/heroes-for-hire-2-regroup.html' title='Heroes for Hire #2 - Regroup'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040458898973876</id><published>2005-03-09T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T13:32:03.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes for Hire #1 -The Best Laid Plans....</title><summary type='text'>Heroes for Hire #1Iron Fist - martial arts master raised in the mystic city of K'un Lun! Luke Cage - street-tough private eye with super-strength and steel-hard skin! Black Knight - man of science armed with weapons of sorcery! White Tiger - acrobatic feline fighter created by the High Evolutionary! Ant-Man - scientific genius with the ability to shrink to miniscule sizes! Together, they make the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040458898973876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040458898973876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040458898973876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040458898973876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/heroes-for-hire-1-best-laid-plans.html' title='Heroes for Hire #1 -The Best Laid Plans....'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040139672458003</id><published>2005-03-09T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T13:32:33.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deathlok #8 - A Time for Reflection (part 2)</title><summary type='text'>The three identical Decepticon spies known collectively as Reflector had ambushed Deathlok. As the three deadly robots raised their blaster pistols to fire upon Deathlok, he quickly pondered a plan of action to escape his three attackers. Unfortunately for him, that plan wasn’t coming to him as quickly as he would have liked. He ran out of time. The three Decepticons fired their blasters.********</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040139672458003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040139672458003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040139672458003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040139672458003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/deathlok-8-time-for-reflection-part-2.html' title='Deathlok #8 - A Time for Reflection (part 2)'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040078055965503</id><published>2005-03-09T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T13:33:06.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deathlok #7 - A Time for Reflection (part 1)</title><summary type='text'>FILE "JOURNAL": READY. BEGIN MESSAGE."I guess it's been a while since I've added to you. I guess that's mainly due to how busy I've been lately. It seems like ever since I decided to visit Reed Richards for some help, (in issue 3) I haven't even had a chance to breathe. It's just been one thing after another for me."To make a long story short, I have two new roommates named Thomas and Brianne, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040078055965503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040078055965503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040078055965503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040078055965503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/deathlok-7-time-for-reflection-part-1.html' title='Deathlok #7 - A Time for Reflection (part 1)'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040051660082518</id><published>2005-03-09T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T10:43:01.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deathlok #6 - End of the Beginning</title><summary type='text'>Three hours ago: Deathlok returned home to find the abandoned building he's been living in is now the property of two scientists named Brianne Lee and Thomas Brody (Deathlok #4).Two hours ago: After being kicked out of his only home, Deathlok was attacked on the streets by a squad of heavily armored soldiers called the Onex Guard.Ten minutes ago: After taking care of the Onex Guard, Deathlok </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040051660082518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040051660082518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040051660082518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040051660082518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/deathlok-6-end-of-beginning.html' title='Deathlok #6 - End of the Beginning'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111040016383754297</id><published>2005-03-09T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T10:46:26.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deathlok #5 - Three’s a Crowd (part 2)</title><summary type='text'>A pile of broken bricks was all that remained in the spot where Deathlok once stood. The only reminder that he had been there at all was his motionless hand poking up through the rubble.Five armored warriors hovered in the air over the spot of the fallen hero. They were the cause of this scene and they couldn’t have been happier.--------------------------------------------------------------------</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040016383754297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111040016383754297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040016383754297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111040016383754297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/deathlok-5-threes-crowd-part-2.html' title='Deathlok #5 - Three’s a Crowd (part 2)'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111039990027582308</id><published>2005-03-09T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T10:50:11.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deathlok #4 - Three’s a Crowd (part 1)</title><summary type='text'>"Who the hell are you?!" asked both Deathlok and the unknown woman at the same time. He had entered the abandoned building that he had been living in for the past few weeks and found moving boxes scattered around the floor. Just when he was wondering whose they were, his question was answered when the attractive young brunette walked in."What do you mean ‘who the hell am I?’" asked the woman. "I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111039990027582308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111039990027582308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111039990027582308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111039990027582308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/deathlok-4-threes-crowd-part-1.html' title='Deathlok #4 - Three’s a Crowd (part 1)'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111039905492868615</id><published>2005-03-09T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T11:01:49.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deathlok #3 - I Need a Hero...or Four</title><summary type='text'>Deathlok walked past the two heavily armored guards into the main office of Four Freedoms Plaza. He was wearing his disguise consisting of a trench coat and fedora. He knew it was a corny disguise and really didn’t make him look any less suspicious, but it was the only disguise that he had and at least it disguised his features enough that no one could see his true identity underneath. He was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111039905492868615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111039905492868615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111039905492868615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111039905492868615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/deathlok-3-i-need-heroor-four.html' title='Deathlok #3 - I Need a Hero...or Four'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111039747974336270</id><published>2005-03-09T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T11:51:35.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deathlok #2 - Heavy Mettle</title><summary type='text'>All Deathlok could see was darkness. Suddenly out of the darkness came shapes. The shapes were large and menacing. They were human forms, but larger. Where their eyes should have been were only piercing red lights. One of the figures stepped forward speaking in a grating, high pitched voice that chilled Deathlok to the bone. Deathlok was deathly afraid of this figure. Something about him was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111039747974336270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111039747974336270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111039747974336270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111039747974336270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/deathlok-2-heavy-mettle.html' title='Deathlok #2 - Heavy Mettle'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991530800895813</id><published>2005-03-03T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T15:23:06.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Four #2 - Revenge of the Frightful Four</title><summary type='text'>FANTASTIC FOUR #2"REVENGE OF THE FRIGHTFUL FOUR"By Chris McFeely(Author's note: The events of this story take place after those depicted in "War Machine" #4)Reed Richards, the incomparable Mister Fantastic, unrolled the massive sheet of blueprints for Four Freedoms Plaza, and tapped his finger on the area representing the laboratory complex he and Benjamin J. Grimm now stood in."This is the area </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991530800895813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991530800895813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991530800895813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991530800895813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/fantastic-four-2-revenge-of-frightful.html' title='Fantastic Four #2 - Revenge of the Frightful Four'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991519653131514</id><published>2005-03-03T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T15:28:35.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Four #3 - Mutiny on the Bounty</title><summary type='text'>FANTASTIC FOUR #3"MUTINY ON THE BOUNTY!"By Chris McFeelyArchibald Seismen, known to a select few as the villainous Doctor Archeville, studied the small viewscreen in front of him intensely. The Fantastic Four, along with some woman called Caledonia, were presently engaged in combat with their counterparts, the Frightful Four, in what remained of Reed Richards's lab in Four Freedoms Plaza. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991519653131514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991519653131514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991519653131514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991519653131514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/fantastic-four-3-mutiny-on-bounty.html' title='Fantastic Four #3 - Mutiny on the Bounty'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991507158672561</id><published>2005-03-03T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T16:20:28.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Four #4 - Negative Energies</title><summary type='text'>FANTASTIC FOUR #4‘NEGATIVE ENERGIES’ or ‘SUB-PLOTS, SUB-PLOTS, EVERYWHERE!’By Chris McFeelyJohnny Storm, the Human Torch, stood in the middle of the remains of Reed Richards’s laboratory, on the top floor of their skyscraper headquarters of Four Freedoms Plaza, wearing nothing but his underwear, and feeling considerably uncomfortable about it."Any chance you can speed this up, Reed?" he asked, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991507158672561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991507158672561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991507158672561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991507158672561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/fantastic-four-4-negative-energies.html' title='Fantastic Four #4 - Negative Energies'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991492778986130</id><published>2005-03-03T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T16:12:55.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Four #5 - Finders Keepers</title><summary type='text'>FANTASTIC FOUR #5"FINDERS KEEPERS"By Chris McFeelyReed Richards blinked.A trooper’s helmet clattered to the ground at his feet. He found it rather disturbing that the trooper’s severed head was still inside it at the time. He turned his gaze away from it, and looked up.Bounty was standing in the middle of the room, holding a smoking concussion rifle in her hands, with the dead bodies of Annihilus</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991492778986130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991492778986130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991492778986130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991492778986130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/fantastic-four-5-finders-keepers.html' title='Fantastic Four #5 - Finders Keepers'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991160184244793</id><published>2005-03-03T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T16:35:31.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Four #6 - Brains and Brawn</title><summary type='text'>FANTASTIC FOUR #6‘BRAINS AND BRAWN!’By Chris McFeelySoaring through Manhattan’s concrete canyons, leaving a fiery trail behind him, Johnny Storm, the Human Torch, was not in the best of spirits. He had been out of the proverbial loop since the new Frightful Four had attacked Four Freedoms Plaza. In that battle, he had been the first to fall, felled by the pan-dimensional bounty hunter who called </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991160184244793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991160184244793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991160184244793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991160184244793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/fantastic-four-6-brains-and-brawn.html' title='Fantastic Four #6 - Brains and Brawn'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991129879005803</id><published>2005-03-03T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T16:39:53.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Four #7 - Back to Basics or Gee, lookit all the italic text!</title><summary type='text'>FANTASTIC FOUR #7‘BACK TO BASICS’ or ‘Gee, lookit all the italic text!’By Chris McFeelyAlyssa Moy yawned loudly, momentarily breaking off the hours-long trawl through endless amounts of data that the computer sitting on the desk in front of her was spewing out. Millions of lines of machine code filled the screen, continuously scrolling upward, each glowing green character mocking her - for she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991129879005803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991129879005803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991129879005803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991129879005803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/fantastic-four-7-back-to-basics-or-gee.html' title='Fantastic Four #7 - Back to Basics or Gee, lookit all the italic text!'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991107873548625</id><published>2005-03-03T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T16:55:25.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Four #8 - The Infestation Affair Part 1 - "U" is for Unbeatable!</title><summary type='text'>FANTASTIC FOUR #8‘THE INFESTATION AFFAIR’ Part One - ‘ "U" IS FOR UNBEATABLE!’By Chris McFeelyIt was times like this that Eddie McDonough had second thoughts about abandoning a certain set of gauntlets and a jet-pack in a little place his friend Johnny casually referred to as "H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks." As he ran down the stairwell of Four Freedoms Plaza - huffing all the way, as he wasn’t a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991107873548625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991107873548625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991107873548625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991107873548625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/fantastic-four-8-infestation-affair.html' title='Fantastic Four #8 - The Infestation Affair Part 1 - &quot;U&quot; is for Unbeatable!'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110982226475961468</id><published>2005-03-02T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:21:43.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bishop #2 - Road to Nowhere</title><summary type='text'>Bishop#2 - "Road to nowhere"By Mike M The Road was screaming by as Bishop rode down the highway on his Motorcycle. He'd been driving for several hours now, his original plans to fly cancelled due to funds, and the fact that the other X-men were out using the Blackbird.As the very thought of jets crossed his mind, three F-15 Fighter jets strafed overhead, blasting a nearby truck to pieces. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110982226475961468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110982226475961468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982226475961468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982226475961468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/bishop-2-road-to-nowhere.html' title='Bishop #2 - Road to Nowhere'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110982220524902526</id><published>2005-03-02T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:25:09.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bishop #3 - Urrggh! Where am I?</title><summary type='text'>"Urrggh! Where am I?"Bishop cautiously lifted his trembling left eyelid. He repressed an involuntary urge to yawn and looked around. He was in some kind of transparent foam cocoon. It seemed to cover the entirety of his body, but did not hinder his breathing. In fact, he could barely feel its existence at all. He opened his other eye and took a good look around. The material seemed soft to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110982220524902526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110982220524902526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982220524902526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982220524902526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/bishop-3-urrggh-where-am-i.html' title='Bishop #3 - Urrggh! Where am I?'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110982186868009115</id><published>2005-03-02T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:27:27.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bishop #4 - Knowledge is Power</title><summary type='text'>Bishop#4 - "Knowledge is power"By Mike MFrom the outside a car and a bike travelling along the freeway, it looks perfectly normal. It looks normal, at least, until you discover that the Car and its driver are robot aliens from outer space, and the rider of the bike is a mutant."Just when are we supposed to get to this "Ark" of yours, anyway?" Called Bishop, straining to be heard over the wind."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110982186868009115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110982186868009115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982186868009115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982186868009115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/bishop-4-knowledge-is-power.html' title='Bishop #4 - Knowledge is Power'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110982171567899186</id><published>2005-03-02T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:28:48.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bishop #6 - All That Glitters</title><summary type='text'>Bishop #6 - All that glitters....As Bishop looked up, he was already pulling his rifles into a firing position. The sight he saw was not a very pleasant one. The "morbid victors", whilst certainly morbid, were no longer victors by any measure. At least 30 or 40 members of the gang were attached to the ceiling by what could only be described as tentacles, for want of a better term. But then, as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110982171567899186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110982171567899186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982171567899186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982171567899186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/bishop-6-all-that-glitters.html' title='Bishop #6 - All That Glitters'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110982138250131263</id><published>2005-03-02T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:32:43.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Fade Away #1 - Lost, and Found, and Lost Again</title><summary type='text'>Marvel Universe Transformed Presents: And They All Fade Away The history of Earth has been a sordid one. Since its beginning, Earth has been visited by extraterrestrial beings. Beings that wielded great power, great courage, and infinite greed. This is one of those tales. Issue #1: "Lost, and Found, and Lost Again" Written By: Wes A. ---------------------The sleek Cybertronian shuttle soared </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110982138250131263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110982138250131263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982138250131263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982138250131263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/all-fade-away-1-lost-and-found-and.html' title='All Fade Away #1 - Lost, and Found, and Lost Again'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110982132718863852</id><published>2005-03-02T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:36:19.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Fade Away #2 - The Cosmic Monster</title><summary type='text'>Marvel Universe Transformed Presents: And They All Fade AwayThe history of Earth has been a sordid one. Since its beginning, Earth has been visited by extraterrestrial beings. Beings that wielded great power, great courage, and infinite greed. This is one of those tales.Issue #2: "The Cosmic Monster"Written By: Wes A.--------------------------Place: North Africa, 1943The world was not a safe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110982132718863852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110982132718863852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982132718863852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982132718863852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/all-fade-away-2-cosmic-monster.html' title='All Fade Away #2 - The Cosmic Monster'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110982126731635442</id><published>2005-03-02T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:37:31.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Fade Away - ...And They All Fade Away</title><summary type='text'>Marvel Universe Transformed Presents: "...And They All Fade Away"The history of Earth has been a sordid one. Since its beginning, Earth has been visited by extraterrestrial beings. Beings that wielded great power, great courage, and infinite greed. This is one of those tales.Issue #3: "Restoration"Written By: Wes A.--------------------------The world of darkness was broken with a flash of light. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110982126731635442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110982126731635442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982126731635442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982126731635442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/all-fade-away-and-they-all-fade-away.html' title='All Fade Away - ...And They All Fade Away'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981891513334090</id><published>2005-03-02T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T17:37:37.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men #2 - Unforeseen Circumstances</title><summary type='text'>X-Men Issue 2"Unforeseen circumstances."By David CousensCyclops ran through the corridors as fast as he could. He allowed his feet to slide across the highly polished floors so that he could turn the corners more effectively. His visor was indicating that he should turn left, the largest majority of heat signatures were coming from that direction."Damn!"Cyclops’ visor was only set to follow heat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981891513334090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981891513334090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981891513334090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981891513334090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/x-men-2-unforeseen-circumstances.html' title='X-Men #2 - Unforeseen Circumstances'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981883269420371</id><published>2005-03-02T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T09:01:06.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men #3 - Appreciation</title><summary type='text'>X-Men #3"Appreciation"By Dave CousensA young man and woman stood in the afternoon sun. It was a very still and quiet day in the Westchester countryside."C’mon Dammit!"Well, except for Robert Drake, who was yelling at a vending machine.The young woman sighed. "Give it up Drake. It’s not going to happen."Robert turned around to face his companion. "No way! I paid my money and I’m going to get my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981883269420371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981883269420371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981883269420371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981883269420371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/x-men-3-appreciation.html' title='X-Men #3 - Appreciation'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981874762736979</id><published>2005-03-02T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T09:14:20.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men #4 - Starting things off with a bang...Part 1</title><summary type='text'>Previously in A World Transformed...When the Autobots crashed into Earth after their collision with the Nemesis all aboard were rendered inactive. Within this time, human scientists uncovered the Autobot vessel The Ark and harvested it of the Transformers energy source, Energon, which had the unpredicted side effect of activating mutant Chromosomes and they also removed the Creation Matrix from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981874762736979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981874762736979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981874762736979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981874762736979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/x-men-4-starting-things-off-with.html' title='X-Men #4 - Starting things off with a bang...Part 1'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981784245443231</id><published>2005-03-02T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T10:09:31.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men #8 - Loss of Honor Part 2 of 2</title><summary type='text'>X-Men #8Written By Karl V.Co-Plotted with Dave C.She has control of her powers. Finally.You and her can be together as you planned...physically...mentally...spiritually...Screw the white picket fence, you know want the bayou to be your borders.With her along your side, you finally manage to join the Assassins and Thieves Guild.Then you realize, much like Charles Xavier's vision...It is nothing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981784245443231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981784245443231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981784245443231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981784245443231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/x-men-8-loss-of-honor-part-2-of-2.html' title='X-Men #8 - Loss of Honor Part 2 of 2'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981633558139231</id><published>2005-03-02T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T11:35:55.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom #2 - Teenage FBI</title><summary type='text'>Ayesha lit the black, scented candle, her hands shaking slightly as she did."By the rites of fire and Wormwood, I summon you unto us. Abhoth, bless us your humble servants with your presence."Silence filled the room, the flame of the candle flickering slightly."It's not working." Emily hissed."Shut up!" Ayesha snapped.The water in the bath began to ripple, faster and faster, draining clockwise. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981633558139231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981633558139231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981633558139231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981633558139231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/wisdom-2-teenage-fbi.html' title='Wisdom #2 - Teenage FBI'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981612872029019</id><published>2005-03-02T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T13:09:35.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom #3 - Everybody Knows</title><summary type='text'>Joanna was pale and shaken when the bastards finally got sick of his outbursts.She had looked up, surprised to see that he had got this far or even remembered who she was and surprised further by the bunch of crumpled flowers in his arms and the cigarette still hanging lopsided from the corner of his mouth.It had been good many years since Joanna Travis and Pete Wisdom had been a couple.He had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981612872029019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981612872029019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981612872029019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981612872029019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/wisdom-3-everybody-knows.html' title='Wisdom #3 - Everybody Knows'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981605366150260</id><published>2005-03-02T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T13:00:15.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom #4 - Dear Lover</title><summary type='text'>1977"Jesus, Mary and Joseph, what the fuck do you think you're doing?""Nothing." He smiled deviously, the glass crunching beneath the heel of his boots.Slowly he clambered onto the car's bonnet, then carefully undid his trousers, bending over and displaying his arse to the world before pushing it up against the remnants of the car's windshield."Fuck. You're not doing what I think you're doing, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981605366150260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981605366150260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981605366150260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981605366150260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/wisdom-4-dear-lover.html' title='Wisdom #4 - Dear Lover'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981397289238534</id><published>2005-03-02T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T11:44:34.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain America #2 - A Lifetime Lost, Part One: Past Tense</title><summary type='text'>With the aid of science, in 1941, Steve Rogers became the fighting embodiment of freedom and the symbol of a nation, he became Captain America....Captain AmericaNumber TwoBy Brian KilbyA Lifetime Lost, Part One: Past Tense.It's been a long time coming...Before he was Captain America. Before he was the fighting symbol of a nation, the unyielding, undyingSentinel of Liberty....He was a boy.He was a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981397289238534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981397289238534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981397289238534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981397289238534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/captain-america-2-lifetime-lost-part.html' title='Captain America #2 - A Lifetime Lost, Part One: Past Tense'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981123720102168</id><published>2005-03-02T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T14:54:32.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers #5 - Part Five</title><summary type='text'>The Transformers #5 {formerly A World Transformed}Written By Karl VPlots by Maximus Prime {Bryan S.}It's a rather desperate time when you ask why you haven't died by the hands of your enemies. For five stalwart robots in disguise, the question of when has been processed every microsecond in their minds."I hate to say this bots. But, we're sure in a heap of slag now. " Blaster stated to the rest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981123720102168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981123720102168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981123720102168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981123720102168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/transformers-5-part-five.html' title='Transformers #5 - Part Five'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110969343980508669</id><published>2005-03-01T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T14:18:26.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers #10 - Blitzkrieg</title><summary type='text'>TransformersThe Transformers: powerful warrior robots waging a never-ending battle across space and time. Autobots and Decepticons, fighting a war of long-forgotten ideologies, now trapped in a cycle of violence that threatens to consume them all. They have traveled across the ages from their homeworld of Cybertron to a blue-green orb we know as the Earth. But this is not the Earth we know; it is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110969343980508669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110969343980508669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110969343980508669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110969343980508669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/03/transformers-10-blitzkrieg.html' title='Transformers #10 - Blitzkrieg'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110936012754414542</id><published>2005-02-28T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T16:59:26.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Face of Marvel Universe: Transformed</title><summary type='text'>We're trying something new here at MUTF. These days everything in our lives are becoming more dynamic. Cell phone are not just portable anymore, they also access the internet and have become our personal boom boxes. Going on a road trip isn't the interesting part of the drive as much as it is playing Playstation in the back seat.The internet has become even more dynamic and interactive as well. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110936012754414542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110936012754414542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110936012754414542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110936012754414542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-face-of-marvel-universe.html' title='The New Face of Marvel Universe: Transformed'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981067069804719</id><published>2002-11-21T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T14:56:40.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers # 9 - S.O.S.</title><summary type='text'>TransformersThe Transformers: powerful warrior robots waging a never-ending battle  across space and time. Autobots and Decepticons, fighting a war of long-forgotten  ideologies, now trapped in a cycle of violence that threatens to consume them all. They have traveled across the ages from their homeworld of Cybertron  to a blue-green orb we know as the Earth. But this is not the Earth we know;  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981067069804719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981067069804719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981067069804719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981067069804719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2002/11/transformers-9-sos.html' title='Transformers # 9 - S.O.S.'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110982308237746575</id><published>2002-10-27T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T13:50:09.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Strange #7 - The Matrix Grimore</title><summary type='text'>"Liebr raz et um," her voice chanted, a pool of internal energy rising further and further up her spine and through each and every strand of fiber making up her metaphysical being. "Liebr raz et um."A connection was sought, like an errant amp of electricity rushing through a circuit board, hoping to seal some gap in the network of electronics as it was created to do. She searched, yearned, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110982308237746575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110982308237746575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982308237746575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982308237746575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2002/10/doctor-strange-7-matrix-grimore.html' title='Doctor Strange #7 - The Matrix Grimore'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981078099845633</id><published>2002-04-09T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T22:03:14.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers #8 - Assimilation</title><summary type='text'>Transformers The Transformers: powerful warrior robots waging a never-ending battle across space and time. Autobots and Decepticons, fighting a war of long-forgotten ideologies, now trapped in a cycle of violence that threatens to consume them all. They have traveled across the ages from their homeworld of Cybertron to a blue-green orb we know as the Earth. But this is not the Earth we know; it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981078099845633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981078099845633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981078099845633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981078099845633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2002/04/transformers-8-assimilation.html' title='Transformers #8 - Assimilation'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991796336515206</id><published>2002-01-10T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T14:34:45.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Strange #5 - The Matrix Grimore</title><summary type='text'>"Beta radiation is off the chart." A whispered male voice said to no one in particular, him being the only living person within the enclave of technology. Gears and pistons, gyros and circuitry; artifacts of the sciences surrounded him as he toiled away the hours."Richards' Negative Zone chart has nothing on these spectrums."Numbers flowed like water across the digital displays. Flat panel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991796336515206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991796336515206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991796336515206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991796336515206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2002/01/doctor-strange-5-matrix-grimore.html' title='Doctor Strange #5 - The Matrix Grimore'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991812592800498</id><published>2001-12-03T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T14:25:55.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Strange #4 - The Matrix Grimore</title><summary type='text'>Deep breathe. Center. Pause. Thought before action. Ananym's mind was acting on pure instinct, her motions and actions being decided more by her subconscious than herself, ripping the window sill with a spell of weight from her conscious mind. Coiled, her legs tightened as her knees bent, readying herself on the ledge before she sprung into action.No one on the street looked up and pointed at the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991812592800498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991812592800498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991812592800498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991812592800498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/12/doctor-strange-4-matrix-grimore.html' title='Doctor Strange #4 - The Matrix Grimore'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110982177462614637</id><published>2001-11-24T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T12:16:24.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bishop #5 - Tales of Los Angeles</title><summary type='text'>Bishop #5 - Tales of Los Angeles, part one(Please note - I am not even going to try and represent Jazz’s accent. Vocabulary, yes, a bit. But not the accent. Even after thinking about it loads, I decided that it wasn’t worth it, and would probably detract from the story as I screwed it up. My apologies to all of those who miss the southern sounds of Scatman Crothers, but I’m not going to. Right, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110982177462614637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110982177462614637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982177462614637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982177462614637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/11/bishop-5-tales-of-los-angeles.html' title='Bishop #5 - Tales of Los Angeles'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981388608529922</id><published>2001-11-24T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T11:33:22.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain America #3 - A Lifetime Lost, Part Two: ...at the twilight's last gleaming?</title><summary type='text'>With the aid of science, in 1941, Steve Rogers became the fighting embodiment of freedom and the symbol of a nation; he became Captain America....Captain AmericaNumber ThreeBy Brian KilbyA Lifetime Lost, Part Two: "...at the twilight's last gleaming?"My name is Steve Rogers. I was born on July 4th, 1917. In 1941, I underwent a radical treatment that remade me, that changed me inside-out. I became</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981388608529922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981388608529922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981388608529922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981388608529922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/11/captain-america-3-lifetime-lost-part.html' title='Captain America #3 - A Lifetime Lost, Part Two: ...at the twilight&apos;s last gleaming?'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981114603357945</id><published>2001-11-24T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T11:55:02.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers #6 - Lost and Found</title><summary type='text'>Transformers #6"Lost and Found"Written By Karl V."Prowl, was that guy just leaving in a black Porsche?" Ambassador Cullen had seen the race car zoom out with the radio blaring, as he entered the main bridge of the Ark.Prowl lifted a few faceplates, the equivalent of a human smile. "Yes, that was Jazz. And, he had one of the mutants with him {Bishop #4 for details-KV}. The mutant may have a lead </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981114603357945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981114603357945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981114603357945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981114603357945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/11/transformers-6-lost-and-found.html' title='Transformers #6 - Lost and Found'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110996582458064421</id><published>2001-11-20T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T11:50:24.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men #9 - Remember Me? (Part 2)</title><summary type='text'>X-Men #9"Remember me?" (Part 2)By Dave Cousens"I assume you’ve found the information that I need?" Logan asked whilst removing a cigar from his leather jacket.Wisdom leaned back and rested his hands on the back of his head, giving a cocky grin.Logan became somber. "So. How much is this gonna cost me?"Wisdom lowered his hand and once again picked up his cigarette. Smoke slowly wafted across the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110996582458064421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110996582458064421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110996582458064421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110996582458064421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/11/x-men-9-remember-me-part-2.html' title='X-Men #9 - Remember Me? (Part 2)'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981774626010282</id><published>2001-11-20T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T11:48:27.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men #9 - Remember Me? (Part 1)</title><summary type='text'>"Well, I’m back!""Where the hell have you been?""What? I was only gone for a moment!""You’ve been gone for ages, it felt like months!""Don’t exaggerate! I’ve only been gone for..." The young man looked at his watch. "Whoa. Sorry, I guess that was longer than I thought.""Hmph."The young man smiled"So...did you miss me?"X-Men #9"Remember me?" (Part 1)By Dave CousensWestchester.A small gas station </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981774626010282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981774626010282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981774626010282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981774626010282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/11/x-men-9-remember-me-part-1.html' title='X-Men #9 - Remember Me? (Part 1)'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991838240645908</id><published>2001-09-15T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T06:15:07.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Strange #3 - The Matrix Grimore</title><summary type='text'>Really, when it was all said and done, he arrived at the same conclusion each and every time. This job sucked.It was ten o'clock in the morning and a line had already formed outside the doors. Grumbling, barely awake eyes rummaged through a chain of keys, looking for the correct instrument of unleashing the proverbial gates of hell that the twin planes of glass in front of him represented. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991838240645908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991838240645908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991838240645908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991838240645908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/09/doctor-strange-3-matrix-grimore.html' title='Doctor Strange #3 - The Matrix Grimore'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991847686401688</id><published>2001-08-19T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T12:51:01.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Strange #2 - The Matrix Grimore</title><summary type='text'>PAST"No!" He shouted, the images fading from his mind's eye, much like a sunspot when someone closes their eyes tightly, watching the blotch of color disappear. "Damn you, no!"Rallying against the skies seemed to be of little avail when concerning the man's plights. Many they were, in fact, the guilt laid heavily on his shoulders made his once prominent stature look sullen and weak under the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991847686401688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991847686401688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991847686401688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991847686401688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/08/doctor-strange-2-matrix-grimore.html' title='Doctor Strange #2 - The Matrix Grimore'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991857707477008</id><published>2001-08-19T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T13:41:53.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Strange #1 - The Matrix Grimore</title><summary type='text'>The hulking shapes stood in the sewers, crouched beneath the ceiling and the man-made pillars that confined their stature, the structures never having been designed for beings such as these. The water, traversing the steely streams of the pipe network, dripped at places, small puddles reflecting the light from the burning candles much like the surface of their skin did, chrome magnificence </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991857707477008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991857707477008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991857707477008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991857707477008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/08/doctor-strange-1-matrix-grimore.html' title='Doctor Strange #1 - The Matrix Grimore'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991543459637399</id><published>2001-08-10T21:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T07:00:24.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Four #1 - Strangers in the Night</title><summary type='text'>FANTASTIC FOUR #1"STRANGERS IN THE NIGHT"By Chris McFeelyAdjusting his spectacles, the man reached forward and tapped several more keys on the computer keyboard in front of him. The emblem of S.H.I.E.L.D., the Strategic Hazard Intervention Espionage Logistics Directorate, flashed up on the screen in front of him, the likeness of an eagle surrounding a spherical representation of the American flag</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991543459637399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991543459637399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991543459637399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991543459637399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/08/fantastic-four-1-strangers-in-night.html' title='Fantastic Four #1 - Strangers in the Night'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110982236741621872</id><published>2001-08-10T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T06:55:16.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bishop #1 - Now You See It..</title><summary type='text'>Bishop #1 - "now you see it.."By Michael MurrayMikeFEELFREETOPUTAN@SIGNHEREtransfan85INSERTDOTHEREfreeserve.co.ukBishop looked around the Warehouse for his "meet". He saw nothing, and it worried him. Eric had never been this late before, and was probably one of the only reliable people he would go to for information.He looked for any signs of a trap. All he could see was the broken window, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110982236741621872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110982236741621872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982236741621872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110982236741621872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/08/bishop-1-now-you-see-it.html' title='Bishop #1 - Now You See It..'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981404368375174</id><published>2001-08-10T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T06:58:30.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain America #1 - Avengers Mansion Christmas Eve 1999</title><summary type='text'>With the aid of science, in 1941, Steve Rogers became the fighting embodiment of freedom and the symbol of a nation; he became Captain America....Captain America #1written by:Brian KilbyAvengers Mansion, Christmas Eve 1999. Steve Rogers sits alone in the mansion's fire-lit den, watching "It's a Wonderful Life." The comforting warmth of the fireplace dancing across the skin coupled with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981404368375174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981404368375174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981404368375174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981404368375174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/08/captain-america-1-avengers-mansion.html' title='Captain America #1 - Avengers Mansion Christmas Eve 1999'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110986288482195798</id><published>2001-06-24T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T07:26:32.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>War Machine #6 - Coffee With A Psycho</title><summary type='text'>WAR MACHINE#6 - "Coffee With A Psycho"(by Mop-Boy)***Do you consider yourself a good person? Many people try to, think of themselves as having some worth, but most of the time, all they can think of is how they're such a waste of sperm. Because of this feeling of worthlessness, it causes many people to do something to make them feel better. Some people will volunteer their time for a charity </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110986288482195798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110986288482195798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110986288482195798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110986288482195798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/06/war-machine-6-coffee-with-psycho.html' title='War Machine #6 - Coffee With A Psycho'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110991766528346063</id><published>2001-04-27T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T14:41:42.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Strange #6 - The Matrix Grimore</title><summary type='text'>Eastern philosophy applies to all stages of life, from the smallest to the largest parts of the wheel that nature creates.I do not hail from such a structure, yet find solace within the teachings based on its existence. A paradox I find myself in is only extended by the actions I now find myself to be taking. A balance of two extremes seems to be a common thread found on the pathway of the 'life'</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110991766528346063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110991766528346063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991766528346063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110991766528346063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2001/04/doctor-strange-6-matrix-grimore.html' title='Doctor Strange #6 - The Matrix Grimore'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981840250899594</id><published>2000-12-13T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T10:54:04.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men #7 - Worm in the Apple</title><summary type='text'>"Worm in the Apple"  Written by Karl V. Plots by Dave C "Ouch," Cecelia reached her hand up to her head instinctively, "I'm eating this way too fast." Bobby looked down at the pile of vanilla ice cream that was in the bowl. "Troubles?" "Oh, you are absolutely the last mutant I want to see. Now, find me a mutant named Acetaminophen and I'll owe you one." "A seat that men sit in? Cecelia what have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981840250899594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981840250899594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981840250899594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981840250899594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2000/12/x-men-7-worm-in-apple.html' title='X-Men #7 - Worm in the Apple'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981645609311868</id><published>2000-07-22T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T13:30:12.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom #1 - Exhuisite Corpse</title><summary type='text'>1938"I was unaware that we had any such agreement, Mister Copperfield."Copperfield's hands itched at his side, shaking nervously as if they had suddenly discovered that without the formed plastic handle of the case they had no function."We've known each other for along time. Taking this course of action so late in the game would just be fucking stupid." Copperfield sweated out, his mouth a thin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981645609311868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981645609311868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981645609311868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981645609311868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2000/07/wisdom-1-exhuisite-corpse.html' title='Wisdom #1 - Exhuisite Corpse'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981600525535765</id><published>2000-07-22T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T06:57:38.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom #5 - Forgive Me Please for Hurting So, Don't Go Away Heartbroken</title><summary type='text'>The city was dying.Acrid fumes filled the skyline, just as they always had yet the streets no longer moved to the rhythm of footsteps, of capitalism or of the lost art of commuting.Trains fell silent, traffic ground to a halt.People began to recede from the veins of the city, back into the safe places where they could confess their illness to the four walls they called home.Yet there were also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981600525535765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981600525535765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981600525535765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981600525535765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2000/07/wisdom-5-forgive-me-please-for-hurting.html' title='Wisdom #5 - Forgive Me Please for Hurting So, Don&apos;t Go Away Heartbroken'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981847297345625</id><published>2000-07-06T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T06:52:40.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men #6 - Collecting Moss</title><summary type='text'>X-Men #6 Marvel Universe: Transformed"Collecting Moss"Written by Karl V.Plots By Dave C.Cecelia managed to undo everything she had done. If Professor X had the time to lecture her, then she figured no one must need medical attention. Fortunately, just as she sat down to relax, she heard the creak of the front door."Doc, glad to see ya!" Drake immediately slid up to her and jumped on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981847297345625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981847297345625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981847297345625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981847297345625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2000/07/x-men-6-collecting-moss.html' title='X-Men #6 - Collecting Moss'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981866015600273</id><published>2000-06-11T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T06:43:29.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men #5 - Starting things off with a bang…</title><summary type='text'>X-Men Marvel Universe Transformed #5"Starting things off with a bang..." Part 2Written by Karl V.Plots by Dave C."Excuse me Mr. LeBeau, but did you just say get him?" The Beast had the "we should wait for the others" look.Remy gave a half nod, his French Quarter accent grew strength due the tension of the predicament before him. This was certainly one situation that three lone X-Men couldn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981866015600273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981866015600273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981866015600273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981866015600273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2000/06/x-men-5-starting-things-off-with-bang.html' title='X-Men #5 - Starting things off with a bang…'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110988768636692614</id><published>2000-01-03T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T14:08:06.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A World Transformed #4 - Enter, the NEMESIS!</title><summary type='text'>A TRANSFICTION Projectpresents:Issue Three: "Enter, the NEMESIS!" January 2000 Written by Bryan Richard ShippThe Transformers: powerful warrior robots waging a neverending battle across space and time.  Autobots and Decepticons, fighting a war of long-forgotten ideologies, now trapped in a cycle of violence that threatens to consume them all.  They have traveled across the ages from their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110988768636692614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110988768636692614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988768636692614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988768636692614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/2000/01/world-transformed-4-enter-nemesis.html' title='A World Transformed #4 - Enter, the NEMESIS!'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110988350797143791</id><published>1999-11-11T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T12:58:27.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man #2 - Twin Trouble!</title><summary type='text'>A TRANSFICTION Project presents: Issue Two: "Twin Trouble!" November 1999 Written by Mop-Boy and Maximus PrimeTony Stark: entrepreneur, playboy, millionaire, alcoholic, genius.  These are all the labels Tony Stark has had to live with through his life, the names that the public calls him.  But there is one label that Tony Stark wears that the public is not aware of--that of the Invincible IRON </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110988350797143791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110988350797143791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988350797143791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988350797143791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/1999/11/iron-man-2-twin-trouble.html' title='Iron Man #2 - Twin Trouble!'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111038433845281367</id><published>1999-11-11T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T08:05:38.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NeoKnights #2 - The Third Degree</title><summary type='text'>NeoKnights #2"The Third Degree"By Karl V."WHAT? ARE YOU NUTS?" Blackrock blew his top as Egavar made the proposal to go to the Ark. The others were not surprised by Blackrock's reaction."Sir, this woman claims to know the location of a secret base. One that could be the cause of all the recent problems as of late.""Look, you just met the gal and your ready to go on a golden goose chase? I mean, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111038433845281367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111038433845281367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111038433845281367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111038433845281367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/1999/11/neoknights-2-third-degree.html' title='NeoKnights #2 - The Third Degree'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110988740478560611</id><published>1999-10-03T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T14:05:38.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A World Transformed #3 - Beyond the Space Bridge!</title><summary type='text'>A TRANSFICTION Project presents: Issue Three: "Beyond the Space Bridge!" October 1999 Written and Illustrated by Bryan Richard ShippThe Transformers: powerful warrior robots waging a neverending battle across space and time.  Autobots and Decepticons, fighting a war of long-forgotten ideologies, now trapped in a cycle of violence that threatens to consume them all.  They have traveled across the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110988740478560611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110988740478560611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988740478560611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988740478560611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/1999/10/world-transformed-3-beyond-space.html' title='A World Transformed #3 - Beyond the Space Bridge!'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111038472824949984</id><published>1999-09-23T00:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T09:04:50.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider-Man #1 - Endless Cycle</title><summary type='text'>Spider-Man #1By Karl V.Original Plot by Aldalin"Endless Cycle"It's a rather quiet night. Only a few robbers and muggers that I helped bring down. I think the boys in the blue could do without a certain web head tonight! Time to get back to...As his head buzzed like a loud alarm clock, a horrid blood-chilling scream broke out....Business...Hook, line, and slinger!He swung to the scene of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111038472824949984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111038472824949984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111038472824949984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111038472824949984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/1999/09/spider-man-1-endless-cycle.html' title='Spider-Man #1 - Endless Cycle'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110981908312150478</id><published>1999-09-23T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T08:31:27.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men #1 - Paranoia</title><summary type='text'>X-Men issue #1 by David Cousens."Paranoia".You don’t want to sleep tonight.Certainly you need to sleep, you’ve been drained for the last three days now, but you don’t want to sleep.Actually you’re afraid to, aren’t you?You’ve been having nightmares which have been unsettlingly realistic. Having nightmares is nothing new to you, but these are something more, a haunting familiarity surrounds these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110981908312150478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110981908312150478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981908312150478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110981908312150478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/1999/09/x-men-1-paranoia.html' title='X-Men #1 - Paranoia'/><author><name>Karl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110988729377155774</id><published>1999-09-09T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T14:10:21.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A World Transformed #2 - The Coming Of Giants, Part Two</title><summary type='text'>A TRANSFICTIONProjectpresents: A World Transformed #2 - CoverIssue Two: "The Coming Of Giants, Part Two" September 1999 Written and Illustrated by Bryan Richard ShippThe Transformers: powerful warrior robots waging a neverending battle across space and time.  Autobots and Decepticons, fighting a war of long-forgotten ideologies, now trapped in a cycle of violence that threatens to consume them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110988729377155774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110988729377155774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988729377155774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988729377155774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/1999/09/world-transformed-2-coming-of-giants.html' title='A World Transformed #2 - The Coming Of Giants, Part Two'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-111038383304765133</id><published>1999-09-08T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T10:26:39.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cable #1 - Foreshadows</title><summary type='text'>Cable #1"Foreshadows"By Karl V.The rain beat down upon him with unrelenting hostility. The added weight of the water drenched attire didn't affect him much as he remained silent while he continued to walk down the street. Several that passed by him gave him an odd stare as though he seemed out of place in this world, and as well that they would really never get the chance to know how right they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/111038383304765133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=111038383304765133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111038383304765133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/111038383304765133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/1999/09/cable-1-foreshadows.html' title='Cable #1 - Foreshadows'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110988600253475560</id><published>1999-08-03T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T13:50:50.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A World Transformed #1 - The Coming of Giants</title><summary type='text'>A World Transformed - CoverA TRANSFICTIONProject presents: Issue One: "The Coming Of Giants" August 1999 Written and Illustrated by Bryan Richard ShippThe Transformers: powerful warrior robots waging a neverending battle across space and time.  Autobots and Decepticons, fighting a war of long-forgotten ideologies, now trapped in a cycle of violence that threatens to consume them all.  They have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110988600253475560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110988600253475560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988600253475560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988600253475560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/1999/08/world-transformed-1-coming-of-giants.html' title='A World Transformed #1 - The Coming of Giants'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110988240789823944</id><published>1999-08-03T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T12:40:07.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man #1 - Conspiracy in Red and Gold</title><summary type='text'>A TRANSFICTION Project presents:Issue One: "Conspiracy in Red and Gold" August 1999 Written by Bryan Richard ShippTony Stark: entrepreneur, playboy, millionaire, alcoholic, genius.  These are all the labels Tony Stark has had to live with through his life, the names that the public calls him.  But there is one label that Tony Stark wears that the public is not aware of--that of the Invincible </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110988240789823944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110988240789823944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988240789823944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988240789823944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/1999/08/iron-man-1-conspiracy-in-red-and-gold.html' title='Iron Man #1 - Conspiracy in Red and Gold'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11082187.post-110988162479874266</id><published>1999-07-31T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T08:39:43.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marvel Universe: Transformed</title><summary type='text'>In an age of mutants, superheroes, and villains, all is not truly what it seems...there is something more, lying beneath the surface...something unfathomable...a force still yet to be reckoned with...something so wholly alien it is more than meets the eye...and in the end will create a Marvel Universe: Transformed !</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/feeds/110988162479874266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11082187&amp;postID=110988162479874266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988162479874266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11082187/posts/default/110988162479874266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutfa.blogspot.com/1999/07/marvel-universe-transformed.html' title='Marvel Universe: Transformed'/><author><name>Scott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1s9Ql_ldLmA/TGl8C99xvyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/he9aAOdh588/S220/scott-2008(419x419).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
