Blueberry
Cherry
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The traitorous god of the Old Testament who promised with the rainbow never to destroy mankind again now sendeth a rainbow to lay waste to humanity: Halo the Heroclix.
This is how it endeth, folks. The Three Flavors of Evil. The Brides of Abnegazar, Rath, and Ghast. The Powerpuff Hurls. The Triadic Popsicles of Doom.
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At least their dials stink, so there's really no reason to see them on the battlefield. :)
Well, don't hold back, Scipio, how do you really feel about Halo?
Yeah, you're only really going to see Halo on Outsiders theme teams. I'd maybe play the rookie, since it's fairly cheap and has decent damage.
Outsiders theme teams? How uncool.
Oh, I don't know. There's a certain coolness in creating teams solely to see them die horrible, painful embarrasingly pathetic deaths, don't you think?
Point well made, ariel.
Game, set, match.
Her eyes... what did they do to her eyes?!
Christ, she's got creepy fried egg eyes, like the guy on that old "Outer Limits" episode.
(Also, Ms. Marvel called. She wants her original hair-do back.)
Well, it's important to remember how very small Heroclix are (about 1 1/2 inches). They look fine sitting on the game board but do not always shine in close-up.
Geez, Halo hasn't appeared in a DC comic for what, 20 years or so?
Well, she was in 52 briefly this year.
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