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Garth Ennis And MODOK Sign On For Secret Wars

Sadly not together. Yet.

Vulture is given the PR package by Marvel on a Secret Wars tie-in series with Russ Braun and covers by Frank Cho, Where Monsters Dwell, reviving a classic Marvel series throwing in Marvel WW2 hero character The Phantom Eagle, as a biplane pilot encountering dinosaurs.

What can you tell us about the plot?
Sometime in the early 1920s, ex–Great War fighter pilot Karl Kaufmann is bumming around the Far East, getting into various scrapes and trying to make a dishonest buck. He agrees to fly naïve English socialite Clementine Franklin-Cox to Singapore, only to end up blown off course and flung into an exotic world of dinosaurs, cannibals, and a rather unusual tribe of amazons — who have their own plans for Clemmie. She, in turn, is not quite all she seems.

How, exactly, will this sync up with Marvel's company-wideSecret Wars megacrossover?
Not really for me to say.

Could it simply be that Kaufmann will fly from one of the Battleworld areas to the other?

While MODOK is getting another Secret Wars appearance…

Chris Yost and Amilcar Pinna will take Marvel readers to one of the most dangerous regions of Battleworld in MODOK: Assassin, a Warzones miniseries taking place during this summer's Secret Wars event.

The series takes place in a region of Battleworld called Killville, where MODOK has risen to the top as the most dangerous assassins around. So what's next for the Mental Organism Designed Only for Killing? We asked the writer himself, Chris Yost.

I don't suppose you could just have the Phantom Eagle flying over every world of the Battleworld?

Though I don't know. Maybe they should have gone for Fifty Shades Of MODOK…

"Oh, f— the paperwork, I WILL NOT BE A PRISONER OF MY OWN RED TAPE, WOMAN," he howls. He floats toward me, the metal carapace necessary to prevent his enormous head from crushing the rest of his tiny little skeleton pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he's got both of my hands in a vice-like grip above my head with a retractable clamp I didn't see him deploy and he's pinning me to the wall using his shriveled legs. Holy shit. Another appendage – it is becoming apparent that his suit contains many – grabs my ponytail and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his gigantic lips are on mine. It's only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, which encompasses most of my head now, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, the very tip of his skateboard-sized tongue swiping back and forth across my mouth. I have never been kissed like this.

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