#opal city

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Does he operate out of Opal City?

(JSA Volume 2 #17)

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Starman

Tony Harris & Gerhard

Source: Cory Gauthier (comicartfans)

Tony Harris Starman & Gerhard Opal City, in Funny Books's Comic Art Comic Art Gallery Room

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Starman No. 20 - Sand and Stars (Part One)

by James Robinson and Tony Harris

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Currently watching Stargirl (halfway through season 1), very excited for when he will show up. He's in my brain!! Think this would be a good Riddler pose as well

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Impulse 57 was published with a cover date of February 2000. The issue took place on Christmas Eve. The issue introduced Dox, whom Impulse got for Christmas. Dox was created by Todd Dezago and Ethan Van Sciver. Impulse, Plastic Man, and Woozy found themselves mixed up in a plot by Mxyzptlk and a robot Santa Claus. ("A Plastic Christmas", Impulse 57, DC Comic Event)

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Starman (1994) #35

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The first in my Starman series with the artist

My commission of Ted Knight Starman sketch card by @calslayton

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How The Shade Stole a Wedding Cake

The Shade has been to twenty some weddings during the whole of his existence.

Out of those twenty some weddings, he was actually invited to only five thus far.

Early in his days following that fateful October night in Tiger Bay, he made use of his talents as an assassin and many of his assignments saw him infiltrating weddings, though rarely the bride or groom were the intended target.  One such target was a priest whom he dispatched and hid his body quickly, but not quick enough to escape before being mistaken for said priest by a groomsman and he ended up having to bluff his way through the ceremony.

And then there was the time he stole a wedding cake.

On a whim, The Shade decided to sneak into the wedding reception of a seventy-one year old real estate “mogul” and his bride, a twenty-three year old Ukrainian model.  He stepped out of a darkened corner of the hotel kitchen and removed his coat, hat, and gloves, donned an apron and mingled with the wait staff, who -judging by their collective grumbling over the bridegroom’s demands- were not getting paid enough to care to notice the newcomer.

Between serving drinks and hors d’oeuvres, The Shade appraised his surroundings- 80 some guests, the wedding party which included the bridegroom’s adult sons and daughter and a white-haired man who occasionally threw leers at the younger female members of the long-suffering staff while cajoling his tablemates with tales of “barely legal” exploits on his private island.  All this was in the hotel ballroom, all decked out in gilded furnishings, right down to the wedding cake- a five-tiered confection- positioned right beside the wedding party’s table.

The wedding cake in question had enough batter, fondant, and gold foil for forty smaller cakes and not any one of those cakes could be considered edible.  The bride and groom figurines atop the highest tier appeared to be gold, fitting in with the garish theme.  As the groom began a very self-aggrandizing speech, The Shade glanced over to the cake and noticed that the figures were sinking into the cake.

Curious.

Just as the groom began to praise his daughter’s “sexual magnetism”, the lights flickered and the ballroom was dark.  A half a second later, the lights came back on.

The wedding cake was nowhere to be found.

The groom bellowed.

The police were called. 

The staff was grilled for information, but all they gave was a report of the white-haired man attempting to solicit the 15 year-old busser, corroborated by the entire staff and three guests.

Three hours later, the wedding cake was found in a dumpster four blocks away and was being devoured by a troop of raccoons.

Back in Opal City in the townhouse on Pepper Lane, the bride and groom figurines were sitting on the desk in The Shade’s study.  Sipping his brandy, he pondered what to do with them.  After all, it’s not every day you come across Nth metal like this.