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chocochuy) wrote in
scans_daily2011-07-18 20:56
O Captain! Our Captain! - Wild is the Wind
Considering that this will be the week when the Captain America's film will be released, I suggest everybody posts some cool moments with our beloved Captain America (Feel free to use any versions of the Sentinel of Liberty) as a way to celebrate. May all of us have some fun!!!
I shall start by providing one of the most badass moments I have seen from Captain Bucky-merica.


Don't mess with Captain Bucky-merica. 'Nuff Said!
I shall start by providing one of the most badass moments I have seen from Captain Bucky-merica.


Don't mess with Captain Bucky-merica. 'Nuff Said!
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Brubaker gave us a masterclass in how characters should be resurrected, and then showed us how a mantle like Captain America can be handed to a new character and made to work.
And of all the Bucky stuff that's been published, my absolute favourite is Winter Kills, particularly the scene with Bucky and Namor at Toro's grave.
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The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
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"WHAT? NO! HE'S TOO HOT TO DIE!"
What? As reasonable as I can be, I'm still a teenage girl.