“Hey, Micron, what do 'just desserts' taste like?” Andrew Ashton, dressed as his costumed alter-ego Minuteman, voiced the question as he and his teammate snuck through the door to the warehouse. Micron, a size-shifter named DeAndre, frowned at Andrew. “What are you talking about?” “Captain Condor said we were going to give Null Point his... Continue Reading →
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