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comix_time Spartan is an android created by Emp and given the personality of another Kherubim warrior. He is a member of WildC.A.T.S and leader of the Halo Corporation. Am I the only one that finds it funny that the dude's name is SPARTAN and he leads the HALO Corporation? Follow @where.dc.lives for awesome DC pics! ~Orin | #Spartan #Wildcats #Kherubim #Grifter #Comix_Time 5h

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dccomicsunlimited .
Day7: Favorite Hero without powers
Answer: Grifter
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Yah. Grifter is such a #badass! He is so awesome! He was also apart of Team7. Pretty cool series. They canceled it along time ago though.
#grifter #colecash #team7 #dc #dcu #dccomics #dcuniverse #dcu #dcuonline #new52 #dccomicsunlimited
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inspire.rp "And for the record, the first one that yells "Go Wildcats!" gets a boot up the butt!"
-Cole Cash
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Member: @grifter4hire
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#grifter #irp #inspirerp #dc #dccomics #roleplay #colecash #grifter4hire #wildstorm #wildcats #sashmask
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Normal EverythingComicBooks NYC
everythingcomicbooks Wild C.A.T.S. Covert Action Teams #2 for sale $2

Comment "I'll buy it" and send me a DM after. 18+up, US buyers only. Shipping is $5 for the first comic book and .25cents for each additional comic book you purchase.

Holofoil Cover
Title: "Revelations"

Creative Team: JimLee (Scripts, Cover Art, & Pencils), Scott Williams (Cover Art & Inks), Brandon Choi (Scripts), Joe Chiodo & Joe Rosas (Colors), Michael "Mike" Heisler (letters) and Ruth Grace (Editor)

Image Comics October 1992

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grifter4hire •Aside from the fact that I'm still alive, none of this surprises me. Technology got stronger, but we got weaker. We built computers, robots, whole unmanned armies, but no one ever asks... What happens when the enemy steals the keys? When the things they built to keep us safe are turned against us, that's when they figured it out... They'll always need men like us, those who are willing to do... what others cannot. I stand in my kitchen, attempting to clean my set of guns. The TV was on, and all I've watched for the past god damn days, is the news. What happened in Russia, that terroristic attack.. It's all getting pinned back to us. One of the men involved was left behind, A American they said. Russia claims we declared war, and by all means.. There ready to send troops.. But hey, so are we. I don't think America is involved, If so.. The CIA is getting sloppy. It takes balls to pull off with those men did and America lost it's balls long ago.. Even if America was involved, why the fuck are we even in Russia? Out of all the dirty shit our government has gone out and done... This time they didn't do it, and no one fucking believes them. Within my private moment, I hear a knock sound off from my door.. I looked at the TV... Then back for the door, I didn't even have to think about it... They've come for me..• #thecashsaga 1d

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redcashsmoke #RedSmokeWarfare
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"The general filled both glasses, and said: "God makes some men poets. Some He makes kings, some beggars. Me He made a hunter. My hand was made for the trigger, my father said.... My whole life has been one prolonged hunt."" - Most Dangerous Game
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It came on a cold blizzard filled Tuesday, as the red cloaked faced mercenary known as, Grifter exited the old rackety bus and stepped foot into Gotham. The city well-known for bats and cats and the rest of the litter box. As he looked towards the Wayne tower, Cole Cash held a slight smirk on his face with a raised brow, reminiscing his past occasions in the city. Some memories better than others. Such as fighting an attractive auburn haired female bat and another on contract to "erase" the Catwoman. Lighting a cigarette, Grifter began walking down the sidewalk, knowing that his reputation had some flavor in the streets, savages couldn't help but lay a hunting stare down on the merc along with the attractive show women of the corners. After a few minutes of navigating downtown, Grifter made his way to the rendezvous point with an unknown client. Most times he wouldn't mind unknowns, but heavy prices of bounty considered differently, and being in Gotham didnt help. Killing your average street thug didnt take a few thousand. Killing the bat? That matched the price and lord knew it to many men would pay to see a long Halloween come to a closed curtain. (...)
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  •   redcashsmoke Grifters questionings only became worse in value as a pair of boots dropping down on the ground before him caught his attention. The smoke of a man hole blowing off steam as another foe of money reeping priceage came forth. At first glance, Grifter couldn't help but notice the full package of ammunition the mercenary was carrying. Then he could make out the smug look from the single eye piercing from the only open eye socket. "A rookie in Gotham? Now aint that just... pathetic. You can't even shoot a rat if it crawled on your foot, let alone a Cat." Deathstroke said grimly mocking Grifter. "The contract wasn't high enough to kill a target like Selena. Not that you can talk. I hear the Bats still breathing." Grifter retorted back. He could tell from the bloody look in Deathstrokes eye that Grifter had struck a nerve, "The Bat only lives because I allow it. You will only get in my way and if that happens. Learn to be faster. I won't be saving bullets." Deathstroke retorts back. Both men look towards the shadows of the street behind them as a black truck pulls up. Its headlights shinning in Grifters eyes. (...) 2d
  •   redcashsmoke The lights stay on as a man exits from the back. The sound of slick boots hitting against the pavement getting closer and closer. The contact had arrived and to Grifters surprise, the price made sense, Ras Al Ghul stood before them. The man of a thousand souls. The devil of Gotham. The founder of League of Shadows. Creator of destruction. "Good evening, gentlemen. I am afraid getting around Gotham was never my strong point." Ras speaks out loud. "Ras Al Ghul. Now I have officially seen everything." Grifter joked. "I am touched by your sad attempts of a joke, Mr. Cash. As I am in current control of you and Mr. Wilson. Mercenaries of high standards. Both masculine brutes. Both standing eye to eye in Gotham. As I assume you wish to know why you are here?" Ras asked. "If it is to kill this boy scott, you payed to much." Deathstroke said as he gazed back at Grifter. Grifter noticed Deathstrokes hand hover over his calibur. Ready to strike like a serpent. In this case, Grifter was the scorpion. Keeping distance with enough poison to kill any man. Especially the one eyed elders who struck no ounce of fear in Cole. "Funny. I thought the same thing." Grifter said as he locked eye with Deathstroke. (...) 2d
  •   redcashsmoke "Arrogant children. You two are certainly over your heads if the biggest part of your night will be to kill one another." Ras says gaining back all attention. "This is Gotham. A city surrounded in shadows. Tonight, the city will face those shadows." Ras continues as a man walks forward with a computer. Opening it, Ras types in a password and displays an image before Grifter and Deathstroke. The video footage being displayed had some sense of curiousity as Grifter could make out several names. Ones that he had encountered prior to this night. Victor Freeze. Clayface. Hush. Riddler. Black Mask. Five names. Five different skills and strengths. Grifter had studied them all in case he had ever been contracted to kill them. Freeze could literally freeze everything and anything. Clayface could mold himself in any shape. Hush was skilled at hand-to-hand combat. Riddler was a headache and a questioning event. Black Mask was a crime lord. "Five names? Last I knew half those people were in Arkham due to your Batman." Grifter said with an edge of bluntness. "You, despite the disrespect, would be correct. Five names all under the lease of Arkham Asylum. However, you were paid and five names display before you." Ras speaks. Deathstroke chuckles as Grifter raises a brow in a 'what the fuck manor', "You want me to kill five people? You're missing a couple million for that kind of pull, old man. Whats the catch?" Grifter asks bluntly. "You wont survive a night given that, kid." Deathstroke says amusingly. (...) 1d
  •   redcashsmoke "You are a hunter, Mr. Cash. Make sense of your talents. You know my reputation involves a specific legion. The League of Shadows. You have not been payed to kill any of them. You were payed to come to Gotham." Ras makes aware of the situation Grifter has walked blindly into. Grifter looks confused towards Ras and then back towards Deathstroke. "What the hell? What is in Gotham that needs me? I am a mercenary, not a hunter, I kill targets. I do not play games." Grifter states angrily. "Heh. Neither do we." Deathstroke says as he grabs his hands onto Grifters shoulders and swiftly knees him in the gut, followed by a painful right hook to the jaw, as Grifter falls to the ground with blood dripping off his bottom lip. Deathstroke crouches down as he looks eye into Grifters eyes. "You should have picked a different occupation. Those five names aren't targets. They are tonights freed men. Freed men coming after one man. You. Why? Heh. That is what makes me laugh and I am not a laughing man." Deathstroke reveals the video footage of a man disguised as Grifter brutally breaking all the men, leaving them for the authorities to collect. "You put them in there. Then tonight. You broke this city. Consider it, "Grifter's War on Gotham". You should really pay attention to names." Deathstroke says as he stands up and kicks Grifter in the face with his boot. The world around him shut out in a sudden black cloud. 1d

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grifter4hire •There's a simplicity to war. Attacking is the only secret. Dare.. and the world yields. How quickly they forget that all it takes to change the course of history...is the will of a single man. Four men load off a white van, which speeds off, leaving them at the intersection in Russia that crosses near a mall. The four suited men, they shelter there identity with clown masks. Of the four, are three that are Russian's and one, a American. The men each carry a black duffle bag and walk into the mall. Due to the black Friday sales, the mall happens to be packed. The men by pass the people... Each of them, enjoying life with a family member, with a lover.. Yet no one brothers to pay attention to the suited men with clown masks. So ironic. Once the men reach the middle of the mall.. They zip open there bags and carry out M16's. The lasting moment of peace... Vanishes. The men fire into the crowd, using each bullet to kill anyone in there path. Security guards bother to show, but they are at no use. Once running out of bullets, the men drop the guns and blend into the crowd of people. Except.. Before the men leave, one of the men stops one of his partners.• ''Remember.... No Americans.'' •The man says as he places a american passport into his partners front pocket.. Then like that, the man is shot down in the head, letting the Russian's.. Find the body, with American symbolism...• #thecashsaga 2d

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efficacyclothing A good pair of gloves can make a ride. Can't say enough good things about The Scoundrel from @griftercompanyusa. American bison leather, 100% made in the USA. #grifter #griftercompany #leathergloves #leather #gloves #madeinamerica #motostyle #motorcyclegloves 2d

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Normal IRP Magog, David Lance Reid
wonder.star #Magog #Grifter
"The Justice Battalion as Begun. We are here to stop Darkseid from invading our world.. Our Earth.." @grifter4hire
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littleplasticsuperheroes In the 12th DC vs Marvel matchup we have the Grifter vs Agent Zero

Grifter
Heroclix DC Batman Set 012

Agent Zero
Heroclix Marvel Deadpool Set 026

Grifter and Agent Zero are transported mid battle to Sakaar to battle for the Red King. The two waste no time, firing everything the have at each other. Grifter runs for cover, while Agent Zero heads for a platform to get the elevation advantage. Grifter takes two quick shots, both finding their mark, but Agent Zero is only wounded. Agent Zero lines up sights with his rifle and fires at Grifter, each time connecting. Grifter tries to run for better cover, but Agent Zero proves to be the better marksman, landing a headshot while Grifter was on the run.
Marvel 7 - DC 5

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  •   grifter4hire That's not quite fair. Grifter has healing factor. To top that he was WAY more experience with guns then AGENT ZERO. Cole was alive since world war one, and was given the name dead eye for s reason. He had the best aim. Grifter is known to be most dangerous man in the western hemisphere. He has telekinesis, telepathy, and he is the first male to master the art of the coda. Agent zero has no chance. 3d
  •   littleplasticsuperheroes @grifter4hire thanks for your input, I was pulling for Grifter too. Agent Zero just had the better rolls in this Heroclix battle. 3d
  •   maximus_rahnicus Oh and this is coming from someone named Grifter4Hire.. #biased 3d
  •   ibz_dbm like and comment on my pics? :) 2d

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grifter4hire •If there was anything i've learned through my years of war.. All warfare is based on deception. For years, the East's hypocrisy has made the world a battlefield. The corrupt talk while our brothers and sons spill their own blood. But deceit cuts both ways. The bigger the lie, the more likely people will believe it, and when a nation cries for vengeance, the lie spreads like a wildfire. The fire builds, devouring everything in its path. Our enemies believe that they alone dictate the course of history, but all it takes is the will of a single man. I thought my brother died long ago.. Leaving him and his memories behind, just like any other person who died or walked out on me.. Guess that's where I messed up. Now I hear, that Max.. Is on the other side of that fire... Waiting on his chance to ignite the real bang. My father once told me, if your going to start something... Finish it. •Cole clicks his magazine into his GLOCK 17.• And that's exactly what I'm ganna' do.. #thecashsaga 3d

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