#xfactor67

There’s a big moon battle here where X-Factor and the Inhumans take on Apocalypse and his forces, which confusingly consists of multiple Apocalypses. The art is great, and as X-Factor reminisces about their last big moon battle, it dawns on me for the first time all of the original X-Men were actually present when Phoenix died except Iceman.

I don’t know how I didn’t realize that until now. Oh, and those extra Apocalypses turn out to be decoy robot Apocalypses, and the real Apocalypse is now some kind of bloated Peter Griffen looking Apocalypse.

Again I have to ask, why does Apocalypse need all these decoys and henchmen and soldiers. He could single handedly kill all these people in about 2 minutes. (X-Factor #67 – June 1991)

Here’s some back story on that cyborg Rachel Summers looking Askani character. She’s apparently from the future, and for a hot second I thought that other robot guy was Deathlok, but no, we aren’t that lucky, it’s just some weirdo named Boak. So we’ve got the cyborg knockoff Wish versions of Rachel Summers and Deathlok conspiring to go back in time to save the future from Apocalypse, but instead of saving Cyclop’s kid, Askani accidentally handed him straight over to one of Apocalypse’s henchmen within minutes of arriving in the past. What a complete fuck up! How does a character recover from that!

Apocalypse actually seems like a pretty darn good babysitter here. That kid doesn’t look uncomfortable at all. It seems like all his needs are being met. And look how nice Apocalypse’s thugs are being! You can’t fake that kind of warmth and sincerity. I mean, this kid looks safer than when he’s with X-Factor who are always carting him off to fight trolls when it’s past his bedtime. Are we sure this leads the galaxy to ruin? Maybe Askani should check her nexus logs again. (X-Factor #67 – June 1991)

Isn’t this how it always goes in comics. No, our heroes did not die in the obliterating atomic space explosion that happened at the very end of the last issue. They conveniently wrapped themselves in a telekinetic life support bubble. Within the vacuum of space. And then the Inhumans saved them. I don’t know why I get so worried about these superheroes! Nothing bad ever actually happens to them! Even Ship is still alive somehow, and they’re the one that blew up!!

Sigh ok whatever, convenient plot. Why not. It’s been a while since we had a moon battle anyway. (X-Factor #67 – June 1991)

One time in my high school psychology class, we did an exercise where everyone in the class sketched a picture of the human figure and then the instructor described a list of analyses based on what we drew. For instance, she said that if you applied strong shading to an area of the body, you may feel insecure about that area. After she said this, I stole my best friend’s picture when he wasn’t looking and shaded in the crotch, and then I put it back on his desk. Then I yelled “hey everybody look Dave shaded in the crotch on his!” and everybody laughed. This cover reminded me of that. You know, now that I typed that all out, I think I told that story on my blog before. Sorry everyone. (X-Factor #67 – June 1991)