MARVEL ANALOG HORROR UNIVERSE FINAL CALL

I'm the beast that hunts in the darkness now. I'm the monster who even monsters fear. I'm the White Tiger.

You want a deal? This is your deal: Give me everything you have. Now. Or crawl away and die and I'll do it without you.

My family... we've been through a lot. But the thing is... we always stuck together... no matter what. Even when we couldn't be. When we're together... there's... nothing... we... can't... do

I want to thank you. I've been feeling a bit down lately -- even before the youth-stealing. I was worried I'd lost myself... my identity. Or maybe there wasn't even anything to lose in the first place. So I went looking. Trying to find something... anything... that would help define me. But then I aged overnight. I lost my life all over again, and I realized something. I don't need to "find myself." I don't need a new "thing." Because I already have it. Being Silk. Even at 80... it's who I am. It's what makes me happy. My purpose. My present. My future.

I may not be at my best. All right, I'm nowhere close to my best. But it doesn't matter. I have to try or else innocent people pay the price... That's what being a hero means.

This is an emergency broadcast from Ironheart to all agencies, heroes and civilian broadcast streams. I know many of you will be heading for the crash site on Roosevelt Island. Stop. Immediately. Cut off everything to the island. No one comes in, no one gets out. A virus has landed on Earth.

My stepdad. it's this thing he used to say all the time. "Those who move with courage make the path for those who live with fear." He said it constantly. He said my mother taught him that. And I just... I was tired of being afraid. I wanted to fly.

You're right, okay? I am scared! You think I don't want to suit up? Because I think about it every day. I think about all the good that we've done, since I suited up. I think about what I lost before I put on that suit. But I know that if we get caught, or this glitch gets so bad you can't stop yourself from killing someone like André, I'll get arrested. And I can't put my mom through that. And worse, I'll lose you. I can't do it -- I can't lose you again.

They call me terrorist. Radical. Zealot. Because I obey the ancient laws of my people, the Kree, and punish those who do not. Because I do not forgive your people for taking the life of my father and his father and his father before him. A thousand years of war between us will not be forgotten!

Xandar, you stand accused. Your wretched peace treaty will not save you. It will be the tinder on which you burn!

Behold! Your Guardians of the Galaxy! What fruit have they wrought? Only that my father and his father shall finally know vengeance. People of Xandar, the time has come to rejoice and renounce your paltry gods! Your salvation is at hand!

I go by many Names, my Tick-Ridden Troll, but I'm sure the one that Black Knight knew me by is Gamora, the deadliest Woman in the whole Galaxy!

I now have the power to find and destroy Thanos and until I do, until the galaxy knows that I have done this once and for all... I cannot let what almost happened today happen again. I cannot let you be attacked for the legacy I carry with me. Please relate this to Drax and Groot. I do not believe I could look right into Groot's eyes and say this to him. I love you all too much. You have no idea how much.

My way of life was instilled in K'un-Lun as well -- I regret you cannot understand!

Do not force me to battle you, officers of the law. For I am blameless of any wrongdoing and would remain so.

My name is Danniel Rand. After watching my parents murdered in cold blood, I was taken in by mystical monks. They protected me the only way they knew how. They turned fear into rage. To focus my rage, they promised vengeance. They turned me into a living weapon. Trained for ten years for the sole purpose of returning to Earth and killing Harold Meachum in the name of my dead mother and father. And then they acted surprised when I left. I returned to the world of men and found Meachum waiting for me in Rand Tower. A paraplegic, reeking of bourbon and fear. In essence, he was already dead. Guilt, reject and terror had already taken him. I looked into his hollow eyes. It was like looking into nothingness. I had become a weapon without a target. A worthless exercise. A lie. My fist wasn't forged in iron... But irony. An orphan of two worlds. Two families. Stuck in that place in-between. Now, where's a good place to catch up? Should I start with the metal monster standing over me? My dead father's face bolted onto it like a cheap Halloween mask... Or should I begin with the broken mess of bones I once called fists? My chi, the source of my power, cut off at the source.

Because Captain America is not just for the good days. He can't be. I can't be. If Captain America can't stand for the dream on the very worst day--when America is fallen--then there is no Captain America. Because our worst day is onl where we start from. Where we rise from. And if the man in the flag is too special to fall and rise and struggle with the rest... Then God help us all. If I've got to work harder now? Prove me more? That was always true. And that's a weight I'm proud to carry.

Let's just be honest here -- this country is as divided as it's ever been. Red and blue, black and white, Republican and Democrat, North and South -- feels like we are constantly at each other's throats. We don't trust each other. We no longer see ourselves in our neighbor. And this is not some intellectual debate -- people are dying. Our streets are burning. Inequality is soaring. It feels like things are about to break wide open. And it used to be -- even if we didn't agree on what to do in our communities, we could at least unite in fighting common enemies. Everybody's okay with beating up Hydra. Even that's not so simple anymore. The good guys -- S.H.I.E.L.D. and the N.S.A. -- are getting caught doing things we never dreamt the bad guys would do, even in our worst nightmares. But the even bigger, scarier problem for me? In all these struggles, all these debates, and all these things tearing us apart -- I have a side. That's right. I have opinions. Strongly held beliefs, even. And here's the thing -- the more I saw the people I believed I was standing up for being walked on -- the more I heard a noise machine spouting intolerance and fear, drowning common sense out -- the more I wondered -- shouldn't Captain America be more than just a symbol? Steve always tried to stay above the fray, and I respected him for it. He took a stand when he had to, but as far as politics went -- he played it close to the vest. But if I really believed I could make a difference -- if I really believed I could change some minds, do some good -- then wasn't I obligated to try?

Now. Look around you. Kind of amazing, isn't it? How we usually see the differences between us...separated by nationality, by color, by religion...and yet here we are all connected. Steve Rogers. That skinny blond-haired kid who grew up on the streets of New York...showed us that the ideals of the America dream -- the Great Melting Pot that can bring out the best of us and bind us all together -- actually WORKS!

There is only one weapon a human always has-- and that is his or her own body. Trained properly-- it is the only weapon needed. But how sad-- that it is needed.

I do not seek power. I seek only peace.

But no matter where I go, no matter whom I fight, no matter by whose side I stand... one thing, always, remains. I am the Master of Kung Fu.

You're working for the bad guys. So no more fooling around. Here's why I came: The Hulk needs help. And no matter what he's done or you've done... you're still his friends.

I pushed him as hard as I possibly could. And I'm still alive. He's...he's no monster.

No. I know what you are. But let's talk about the hypercomputer..capable of performing simultaneous infinite calculations...taking into account not just the binary of 0 and 1, dead/alive, black/white, German/Japanese...but the whole panoply of probabilities in any given situation, every possible quantum state...and through that act of measurement, that act of observing...he can determine the state, however unlikely, most favorable to him! ... You're not just trying to prevent me from finding this "hypercomputer", Pythagoras. You're trying to prevent me from realizing...that that's what I naturally am.

Ow. Okay, this is Power Man to all points or whatever. White Tiger just went God mode on our asses...

You wanna fight for the soul of New York, huh? Well here it is, baby! But you an outta towner - I DON'T THINK YOU CAN HANDLE IT!

That is why the Good Lord gave us Craig's List.

The shadows, my love... the shadows always surround us! Can we not leave this house... this life... and make our own bright world?

This is why I was asked to lead the rebellion. I learned much while on the earth… especially in matters sorcerous. I had the greatest teacher of all…

The title of Sorcerer Supreme belonged to Stephen Strange. My husband. Which makes it mine now.

I'll be your champion, now and forever. I'll be Captain Britain!

his isn't a trial... they want me to be guilty, and they've twisted the truth to justify their decision.

Nice try. But, when you're facing Captain Britain, one chance is all you get.

How you must hate the mighty thunder god, Loki! I know 'twas you who gave this plan to Odin! But no matter...I shall carry out this mission...for long have I wished to conquer the heart of handsome Thor!

All is in readiness! With the aid of my enchanting might -- the men of Asgard will stand helpless before the troll hordes! Thus, let the onslaught begin!

You have heard my words, Lorelei -- and know their true meaning! Heed them or not -- the tapestry of your life is yours to weave as you wish! You have only yourself to fail...and I'll shed no tears for you!

This time, this outfit, I kept my word. I didn't break faith. Alive and safe and whole... I brought my people home!

I think it's time the two of us had a little chat.

While you were waltzing around with the Shadowforce on the Metroliner, they apparently broke free of their programming. So what was once a shady government operation with questionable approval and a suspicious agenda is now a gang of completely uncontrollable super-powered felons. But wait -- it gets better.

Mine is the soul of a samurai, Mandarin -- You will never defeat me!

You tell me that Daniel Rand, an American super hero, caused this disaster -- --and then you expect me to let more American super heroes into my city? I cannot allow that! Tokyo belongs to the Yakiba!

You face Sunfire, the atomic knight -- unleashed!

It's not like I get a complete picture. More like, looking through a keyhole. All I can see is one part of person's life: their death.

I've always said, "You're never more alive -- then when you're about to die!" So I don't always say it -- but when I do, I mean it.

For God's sake, Logan, I used to think it'd be thrilling to be you for a day... But now I wouldn't do it if you paid me.

No. You're not listening! I know that was upsetting. We'll figure it out, but if you get in the way of the cops, you'll just make it worse.

If we have to be haunted, we should befriend our ghosts. We should welcome them in and let them make a home with us. Just because we're ghost stories, that doesn't mean we're over. Legends never die.

Even when you're not wearing a mask, you're still a superhero. You're still on the outside. You don't get to be normal. All you get to be is special. Forever.

Don't flatter yourself. You're just a rogue aspect of my personality. You're a separate entity, and before long you won't exist because you're getting weaker.

Please, Cornelius... please don't ask me that. I'm not god. I'd have to do the same for everyone.

You know I won't live as a prisoner.

No. I'm not going to battle my sister and my ex. I don't want to fight. I don't want to talk. Right now, I just want to get away. From both of you.

Because... what we're about to attempt here? It isn't just... super hero stuff. It's political. And that means we either convince the world it's better off with us in it -- or we find ourselves at war... with everyone.

Listen... I know you're scared. But we need to come together. Work together, so that we all survive, until help finds us.

You can not enforce peace! This is a matter of the spirit... not of metal weapons!

None can hide from the lord of the jungle!

So! They dare to break the law of Ka-Zar! For that, they must pay the price! The time is come for them to face... the wrath of Ka-Zar! For none may break the jungle law!

A violent death is always ugly! And I hate killing-- even in self-defense!

You're a good fighter. Maybe the best. And the best fighters are the ones who learn how to use their opponents' own tactics against them.

Ina and Biri are my companions! They would harm you only if you moved against me!

Thank you for musing aloud that you are a mutant, girl! Dr. Karl Lykos thanks you... and so does... Sauron!!

As I claimed this she-mutant's life, X-Men -- so shall I claim yours! And then Sauron shall rule this Savage Land!

Fierce talons of pain... that scrape my back, bringing forth... leathery wings! My body... my face... my very soul... they are changed... transformed... filled with a bursting, billowing power... power for good... or power for evil! And I choose... evil! An evil so great... so monumental that only one name in the annals of literature will contain it! The name of Tolkien's ultimate villain... that Dark Lord who personified evil... who was truly evil incarnate...! The name of... Sauron!!

I'm Luna Snow. Like the moon, I shine in darkness.

I am ready to put on a show!

Superpowers are amazing. Also, the ice effects look great on stage.

*Say something you think would fit*

Now... may Guede Nimbo guide my aim...

Whatever concerns voodoo concerns me, dolt... and you will find by the way that I do not die easily!

If I could have your attention... I'm Doctor Voodoo, and I'd like to welcome you all to the first year of Strange Academy.

I'll find a way to restore you to your normal, brilliant self, and in return you are going to help my father. So we have a deal?

That's right. We couldn't win. So we came up with the only solution left: Not losing.

Legacy. That's the one word that keeps bouncing around my brain more than any other. The word that worries me. That keeps me awake at night. Which I'm sure sounds silly for someone my age. But lately I can't help it. I worry about whose legacy I should be aspiring to follow... in these very dark and trouble times. Or whose I should be running far away from.

It's too much for me! I've got the most powerful thing in the world under my control, and I don't know what to do with it! But one thing I do know... I don't dare go to sleep again, unless he's locked up back in his dungeon!

There is a sure cure for this horror. As far as I can see, it works every time. And the golden girl’s right, big fella. It’s a final cure, guaranteed to make sure the infection doesn’t spread. It’s called… death!

Ever since Bruce Banner pushed me to safety and took the brunt of that gamma blast that turned him into the Hulk -- Well, I've felt responsible! One mistake and I'm spending a lifetime trying to rectify it!

This stinks. Fury said it was my plan. And it is. I came up with it, from start to finish. But it's not, is it? Not really. This whole thing, this whole situation... It's a part of someone else's plan. And me, Fury, The Widow... We're all just playing our parts. Like suckers. And I hate being a sucker.

When you get down to it, it’s just work. Everyone’s got to work, right? You got to eat, got to put a roof over your head…and these outfits don’t come cheap. Throw some henchmen in the mix and buddy, you can’t afford to take it easy. So you do dirty deeds for dirtier dollars. Industrial espionage, muscle work, bodyguarding… … Murder… Hell, even the lowest of the low… … Golf.

I got this...memory thing. I pick up anyone's moves just by seein' 'em. That's a lotta data. More'n my brain's got room for, I guess. So I...forget things. Things that ain't about combat, about survival. People, places...I can't remember what I did last week. By Monday, I probably won't remember this conversation. I wanted ta fight you 'cause...I thought if I remembered your moves, I might remember you. But all your moves... are somebody else's. Just like mine.

I'm a leg-man, understand? And when I take in a pair of dark, slender stems, resting in the doorway of this hovel I laughingly call an office, I take my sweet time before checking out the rest of what's staring at me.

The CIA's got a new kind of soldier working for them now...I created her in a moment of love and weakness. My second kill. My first conversion. My eternal damnation.

You know, at some point, you, uh, you might wanna consider sitting down with somebody. You know, have a little share time? Kick back. Get in touch with your inner child, that sorta thing. Also, just a thought, but you might wanna consider blinking once in a while.

My birth branding no longer applies. Nor does any federal identification number. All designations try to define who I am. But nothing explains that. Only I know who I truly am.

You're a shrewd negotiator, young lady. Smart and ruthless. You'll go far in the business world. I'm afraid I can't have that. You see, I don't sabotage corporations for the money, I do it because I hate them. And I want them dead.

Roxxon and I have history.. I owe them! So I'll accept your fee for stealing their secrets! The destruction... I'll do... for free!

When I kill you with a motorcar, you should have the common decency to stay dead, you horrid little object.

You might have told me we were airborne, you secretive little bat-faced man, you.

So you failed. Join the club. I can't save every person on the planet from every vampire attack. That doesn't stop me from staking every bloodsucker I see. Do you think Captain Bloody Marvel feels just peachy every time some disaster strikes in one place while she's saving lives in another? Heroes fall down, Kei... but they also get back up. Now -- before that scaly behemoth tracks us down... summon those monsters of yours and let's end this.

I am Satana, who some call the Devil's Daughter! I am here to save the soul of Dr. Strange from eternal damnation - or if he has already tasted human blood, I am here to kill him. May I come in?

Flattery will get you nowhere -- the King of Hell doesn't share power, and if I were you, I'd stick my ass in a bucket now... because when my father hears what you just said, he's going to burn it.

My eyes are up here, cupcake...

Tell your son Hector the next time I see him he is a dead man.

You think you're a patriot?! You think you can wrap yourself in the flag -- and justify your madness?! You're everything that's wrong! You're the American nightmare!

This should never have happened -- none of it! And I don't want to be part of your costume party -- endangering everyone, making cosmic enemies with your unsupervised, dilettante games! It's the little guy I care about -- the little guy, the silent majority -- the people who shouldn't have to have their lives interrupted and threatened by all this super-violence that erupts without warning! Keep your congratulations! I'm just going to keep doing what I'm doing -- being the guy who makes sure all the super-crooks and monsters are subject to the same damn laws as everyone else -- making sure they know that they -- and you -- are nothing special! Nothing at all!

So I made myself look like a Figurine, and my Captive like a Plaster-of-Paris Cat. You should have noticed it didn't match the Decor.

I feel like I've known you forever.

For her... for ALL your victims...I END YOUR MADNESS!

God, how many more times will I have to risk my life for you people before you start trusting me? [Awkward silence] Heh. You boys are smarter than you look...

Well, don't get too comfortable. I won't be working for Xavier forever.

I'm not sorry I sent you to hell, you know. I hope it was awful. I hope you suffered. I hope it broke something inside you that can never be fixed. It makes me happy to think that. You deserved it, every bit of it. You've murdered. You've betrayed your friends. You may not wanna remember it anymore, but that's who you are. You're no better than me.

I've wanted to study conjury for so long! Think of the adventure it would be!

So, we're all friends now -- and our job is to set right the cosmic axis.

Mordo said you've got a brain now -- you're Ted Sallis. If that's true, for pity's sake, listen to me! Don't you see? Mordo lied to you! He's using you!

Whatever Thor canst do -- Hercules canst accomplish more mightily!

Hercules has always loved cities! It is there where the crowds are--where reveling and merry-making are to be found! And who can enjoy the good life as much as an Olympian god?!! Take me then to your city! Hercules commands!

Thy voice offends me! Be thou silent and bring me food!

It wasn't just illusion I was screwing with. This was reality. And by the time I was finished, I'd changed things. There weren't any Eternals. Just a hundred more dumb mayflies wandering around the world

If it's your nature to get into fights, it's mine to get you out of them.

I am not respectful. I have never been respectful. What are the chances that I'm going to defy my very nature RIGHT NOW?

Mutant must fight mutant, if the weak are to be winnowed from the strong! And when only the strong are left, Apocalypse will make his move! Pray, all of you, that you are among the strong!

I'll remake this world in my image -- just as I'll remake you! As you sought to make me bow to you -- you shall be my slave -- for all the days of your life!

If the strong survive...then the measure of strength is survival. But understand: survival has no moral component. Heroes die. Brave hearts break. Paradise lost. The numinous is denied by small souls or betrayed by despots. The alchemist's gold is pulled from heaven...to make currency. Consider a rock battered by the ocean for a million years. It is worn--but whole. Is a rock noble? Can a rock be moral? A rock is there. As I was there. And this is the revelation as it was revealed to me. It is not enough only to be there. It is not enough to be only strong.

Your time on Earth has run out. Now Morgan le Fay rules supreme!

There's nothing left in him to save, Elizabeth. Take up your mantle. From one reluctant warrior queen to another. Long may we reign.

Don't you see he's been set up, Brashear? This is a coup.

Avengers Assemble! As in get your asses up and let's go!

This isn't a catfight. It's me kicking your ass.

By the way, I'm called the Mockingbird! Thanks for helping me out back there!

Now, I understand that you have an ally among the Eternals who has been assisting you. I find this deeply offensive. You needed a traitor and you didn't just come straight to me?

"Correct excess deviation." Our third principle. For a million years, we've done that. Earth has been protected from the Deviants. But we made a mistake...We missed some. The mutants. Their X-Gene came from the Deviants. They are not humans. They are Deviants...so they fall under our watchful purview. They have escaped the great Machine that is Earth and colonized Mars. Worse: They have escaped the chains of death itself. Their deviation will go on forever. This is excess deviation. It must be corrected. I, humble Druig, have been honored to be the Prime Eternal in these hours. You know my plans. I ask the approval of the Uni-Mind. Let me bring fire and death to those whom it's our eternal duty to correct.

Tender flesh to trade! A sweet soul to barter!

Very impressive, daywalker. I can't wait for our teary "father/son" reunion!

Blade... it's time we talk. Father to father.

Mettle. listen to me. They're murderers. They chose to slaughter defenseless people who just wanted to get to work or walk their dog. You had to kill a bad guy to save lives. The fact that it bothers you is what makes you different from them. You're a good person, Ken. And I know how hard this is...but I need to know you can do it again if you have to.

Billy, it's been too long since I've felt like this. The weight of your death has been lifted from my shoulders and now you can finally rest in peace. It's time now for new beginnings. A time that I intend to relish. Though we were never as close as I'd've liked, I want to introduce you to a new cop in town-- --her name is-- --TIGRA!

This life. This life I lead, the world I live in. It's unfair, this life. Even in joy, there's pain. And the two are never in equal measure. In every victory, there's loss. So why do I do it? Why do I keep fighting? Because in all the pain, all the loss, I hope. I hope there's a moment. A moment that makes it all worth it. A moment like this.

If I have to cease existing in order to save the humans, save the Eternals, save you, I will not hesitate to do it.

More than just the people of Mombasa are in your debt, Mr. Bloodstone. But... Where did Grottu come from?

The reality is... I'm not the hero of my own story and I'm totally okay with that. Sometime back I was offered a way out... but I decided to stop lying to myself and... if I'm going to be a villain... I'm going to be the best.

Turn on each other. Turn on your families. Turn on your god. But never again turn on me.

The mom wants nothing to do with me, but I'll be damned if that kid is going to have even close to the life I've had. Even if that means dying in a blaze of fire... It'll be worth it. But you see... I like being the bad guy now. The reality is... I'm not the hero of my own story and I'm totally okay with that. Sometime back I was offered a way out... but I decided to stop lying to myself and... if I'm going to be a villain... I'm going to be the best.

No one questions a man with an Avengers I.D. card! If I can join their team, there's nothing I won't be able to get away with! E quei benefattori in costume sarebbero degli stupidi a respingere un essere potente quanto lo Spadaccino!

They're far more dangerous than I thought! Individually, each one is an enemy to be respected -- but, as a team, they're practically unbeatable!

So fleeting is fame, eh? Don't tell me you've forgotten -- The Swordsman!

My fellow Eternals -- We are at WAR!!

It is said that when this object calls to the gods -- They will return once more to Earth!

What about if I told you that you'd lost your memory, but that you're over half-a-million years old, you have powers you've never dreamed of?

I was reigning in Hell when your kind were still slithering in muck. And sure, we've had our laughs since then, humanity and I. But after so many eons of incessant sinfulness, it has gotten so that even the sight of a sniveling lecherous priest being flayed alive... fails to bring a smile to my face. Hell makes slaves of us all, sooner or later, even the devil who sits the throne.

Well may you tremble! For you gaze upon... Mephisto!

Mark me as well, demon: as long as Mephisto rules--the freedom you crave will never be yours! Never! Never! Never!!

I am sorry that my robot body offends your delicate sensibilities! Perhaps a visit to a welder would help!

You're the one who needs help, Aaron. Not me.

You couldn't possibly understand! You have friends -- people who care about you! I have nothing. I've always be the outsider, the spectator! other danced... while I stood alone! I believed that Ultron -- for all his evil -- alt least he cared about me! I was wrong! No one cares...

Guide my hand, my father -- as I avenge your death!

Together, we can utterly defeat whoever rises to oppose us! We OUTNUMBER the Avengers. For all their power, they will fall before our superior numbers.

Though it has the appearance of granite, justice is a pliable dough. Morality, shifting concept, bending to the will of the conqueror. It is the perspective of the victor that forms history, and defines the future. So long as you win, you claim the moral high ground--No matter the means you used to claim it. The Christians knew this when they launched their crusades. Napoleon and Alexander dreamed of a world united and understood the bloodshed it demanded. And the Americans knew this when they dropped their a-bombs. You and your progeny will know only opulence, wealth, and comfort, Lucas. You will not only save the world--You will be its king. The brave young man who brought an end to our crusade--And a beginning to the Age of Hydra!

So soon, Spider-Man? I didn't think you'd be in such a rush–- to face your final Waterloo! Or do you have to rush because you rent that corny costume by the hour?

Another illusion...good one, Ray...the best! But I still beat it. Me! I don't need you anymore!! You hear me, Ray?!? Who's the maestro now?!

Annihilating an enemy isn't nearly as satisfying unless you first humiliate and huble him!

Guardians, perhaps it will provide you solace that your deaths are not without purpose. They will serve as a warning to all those tempted with betraying us: don't screw with the Sovereign.

Our concern is the slight against our people... We hire them and they steal from us. That is heresy of the highest order.

That, my child, is the next step in our evolution. More powerful, more beautiful, more capable of destroying the Guardians of the Galaxy.

Someone paid me lots of money to shut you up! But I'd also do it for free since I hate your music!

Seriously? I thought this was the part where we team up 'cause we risked our lives for each other and stuff.

Tell her she's a dead woman when I get outta here.

Foolish rabble! Your pitiful display is nothing to my new-found power!

She's dead! Betty Banner is dead and you can't do anything about it!

You are beneath me, She-Hulk! You are all beneath me! For as long as your cousin is away... the Abomination is the strongest one there is!

I always like to have reminders around that there is no good he can do... that I cannot corrupt.

If a man is both prisoner and his own prison guard, and he forgets who he is... is he free, or a captive still?

It appears I've accomplished the impossible. I put an end to your incessant babbling!

My sonic scream didn't hurt you, did it? I get angry when someone's hurting my man...

He said the mutations are advancing. My powers are too strong.

That is so hot!

Today zis bank, tomorrow ze vorld!!!

... and so will be visited on Spider-Man the most painful death of all: death by the stings of the miriad bees of which I am composed... death at the command of Swarm--!

You've made a grave mistake, Iron Man, in thinking I'm an easy opponent.

No. This is too easy! I want you suffering. I want you begging for mercy!

You might say I am returning a favor, Iron Man. The gift I bring is death. And it is only fair that I should be the one to bring it to you... since it was you who killed me!

I pity you, Iron Man!! For though you do not even suspect my existence, you head the list of those the Mandarin has vowed to destroy! And the Mandarin never fails!

Others tremble before me, but you merely mock me!! Others are paralyzed with fear in my presence, but you defy me!! What manner of being are you?

To know that you are superior-- in mind, in body, in spirit. That is everything! To know that power is your birthright-- to know what untold thousands exist on this world for no reason but to serve you-- to channel their powers through your empire, be it of land or of business-- channeling it upward to fuel you, to fuel your glory!

End of the line, Prowler. Nowhere to go after the gift shop. Enough of this hiding nonsense! Just come out and die!

I watched this game from the sidelines for years. And yeah, I saw plenty of gross dudes get a leg up along the way. But now that I got my turn? I'm just here to raise some Hell, make some money -- and maybe a little payback along the way.

Soon, everyone in this city will know how it feels to live in my world. A world without power. A world without mercy. A world without Spider-Man.

You are very close to uncovering Genosha's darkest secrets. And I am dangerously near to being discovered for my part in it. This will be our final meeting.

In the weeks I've studied you and your abilities, Nathan -- met and mapped your mind far more intimately tha you could possibly yet know, in fact -- I learned all about you. The infinite potential... at your command... the full promise... of the man called Cable... Mine... once before... Mine by right. You are power incarnate, It's true. Crude, uncontained power. But I, child of the atom... I am control.

The son is party to the sins of the father. This has been a self-evident truth to the Summers family line time and time again. Acknowledge this, Cable-- and accept your DESTINY!

*Say something you think would fit*