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		<title>Pentatonix at 16:53, 23 September 2018</title>
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		<updated>2018-09-23T16:53:51Z</updated>

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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #222; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;← Older revision&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #222; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 16:53, 23 September 2018&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l17&quot; &gt;Line 17:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El stayed with the Defenders to the bitter end, until the [[Nazi Moon Base]] was scoured and [[Adolph Hitler]] killed. The farewells were long and tearful, and Jor-El made one last stop with T'chaka before he went home: a return to Wakanda. The Kheran heart-shaped herb had for centuries influenced the DNA of the hereditary noble family, and this DNA was crucial to repairing the damage done to the Kryptonians. He repaired his ship and settled in for the long hyperspace sleep back to Krypton. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El stayed with the Defenders to the bitter end, until the [[Nazi Moon Base]] was scoured and [[Adolph Hitler]] killed. The farewells were long and tearful, and Jor-El made one last stop with T'chaka before he went home: a return to Wakanda. The Kheran heart-shaped herb had for centuries influenced the DNA of the hereditary noble family, and this DNA was crucial to repairing the damage done to the Kryptonians. He repaired his ship and settled in for the long hyperspace sleep back to Krypton. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;He arrived in the midst of disaster. Their star had abruptly started to enter a pre-nova stage. What should have taken a thousand years &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;would take less than two&lt;/del&gt;. Intense and unpredictable solar winds drove chunks of Kryptonite down from above. The Kryptonians were forced to abandon their domes and disappear into caves underground. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;He arrived in the midst of disaster. Their star had abruptly started to enter a pre-nova stage. What should have taken a thousand years &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;might bring down his world in ten&lt;/ins&gt;. Intense and unpredictable solar winds drove chunks of Kryptonite down from above. The Kryptonians were forced to abandon their domes and disappear into caves underground. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El worked furiously, aided by his family. The sterility plague unleashed by Oa affected both male and female chromosomes, and would require a complete rebuild of both genetic sequences&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;. He and his wife [[Lara]] conceived a child-- [[Kal-El]]&lt;/del&gt;. His brother [[Zor-El]] and his brother's wife [[Alura]] had a daughter: [[Kara Zor-El]].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El worked furiously, aided by his family. The sterility plague unleashed by Oa affected both male and female chromosomes, and would require a complete rebuild of both genetic sequences. His brother [[Zor-El]] and his brother's wife [[Alura]] had a daughter: [[Kara Zor&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;-El]]. Thirteen years later, he and his wife [[Lara]] conceived a child-- [[Kal&lt;/ins&gt;-El]]. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inexplicably, the sun was growing darker and hotter. It was creeping closer and closer to not just collapse, but a nova event. Jor-El and his family spent their remaining days working virtually without rest, converting the hyperspace ship into a pair of escape pods. The timing would have to be perfect. Too soon, and the children might crash into the kryptonite field. Too late, and... too late wasn't an option. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inexplicably, the sun was growing darker and hotter. It was creeping closer and closer to not just collapse, but a nova event. Jor-El and his family spent their remaining days working virtually without rest, converting the hyperspace ship into a pair of escape pods. The timing would have to be perfect. Too soon, and the children might crash into the kryptonite field. Too late, and... too late wasn't an option. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>Pentatonix at 07:08, 15 August 2018</title>
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		<updated>2018-08-15T07:08:57Z</updated>

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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #222; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 07:08, 15 August 2018&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l3&quot; &gt;Line 3:&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot;&gt;Line 3:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El came of age on a planet trapped in its death throes. Krypton was suffering from centuries of cellular degradation in their genetic stock, from overuse of cloning technology combined with the damage of the radioactive rocks in orbit. In short, they were a race that was facing extinction and doing so with an almost bored weariness. Jor-El's experiments and attempts to repair his own genetic code were proving to reach the limit of their effectiveness. He was healthier than many Kryptonians, but had only borrowed more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El came of age on a planet trapped in its death throes. Krypton was suffering from centuries of cellular degradation in their genetic stock, from overuse of cloning technology combined with the damage of the radioactive rocks in orbit. In short, they were a race that was facing extinction and doing so with an almost bored weariness. Jor-El's experiments and attempts to repair his own genetic code were proving to reach the limit of their effectiveness. He was healthier than many Kryptonians, but had only borrowed more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El enacted a dangerous gambit. He found and repaired one of the very last hyperspace ships, a craft so old it was functionally derelict. With it, he flew off in search of the last hope of Krypton: DNA from the long-lost colony of [[Kheran|Khera]], &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;home of the [[Kherubim]]&lt;/del&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El enacted a dangerous gambit. He found and repaired one of the very last hyperspace ships, a craft so old it was functionally derelict. With it, he flew off in search of the last hope of Krypton: DNA from the long-lost colony of [[Kheran|Khera]], &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;cousins to Krypton&lt;/ins&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;His path took him somewhat furthur afield than he intended. Jor-El found himself orbiting the planet of Earth. Whether by fate or destiny or a curse or luck, he picked up traces of Kheran technology on the surface after several days of orbit. Jor-El was a brilliant scientist, but an inexpert aviator, and promptly crashed his shuttle into the Libyan Desert on his descent. Midway through the process of repairing his ship, he was attacked by an armored Panzer battalion that were under orders to retrieve the alien vessel. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;His path took him somewhat furthur afield than he intended. Jor-El found himself orbiting the planet of Earth. Whether by fate or destiny or a curse or luck, he picked up traces of Kheran technology on the surface after several days of orbit. Jor-El was a brilliant scientist, but an inexpert aviator, and promptly crashed his shuttle into the Libyan Desert on his descent. Midway through the process of repairing his ship, he was attacked by an armored Panzer battalion that were under orders to retrieve the alien vessel. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l9&quot; &gt;Line 9:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El's shock and confusion was so great that at first he didn't realize what had happened when he snapped the handcuffs with a twist of his wrist. One of the Germans drew a gun and shot at him-- a ballistic weapon, crude beyond imagination-- and the impact barely stung. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El's shock and confusion was so great that at first he didn't realize what had happened when he snapped the handcuffs with a twist of his wrist. One of the Germans drew a gun and shot at him-- a ballistic weapon, crude beyond imagination-- and the impact barely stung. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Empowered under the light of a yellow sun as no Kryptonian had been in generations, he began single-handedly fending off the entire battalion of soldiers. He was relieved to find he wasn't alone, as a black-clad figure stealthily dismantled them from their rear flank. The two met in the middle, and [[T'chaka]] of [[Wakanda]] &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;met his distant cousin for the first time&lt;/del&gt;. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Empowered under the light of a yellow sun as no Kryptonian had been in generations, he began single-handedly fending off the entire battalion of soldiers. He was relieved to find he wasn't alone, as a black-clad figure stealthily dismantled them from their rear flank. The two met in the middle, and &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;there Jor-El met &lt;/ins&gt;[[T'chaka]] of [[Wakanda]]. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their trip would bring them east, first, trying to avoid the Axis reinforcements. In Tunisia, the duo met another unlikely pair: Carter and Sheila Hall, aka Hawkman and Hawkgirl, fresh from their own encounters with the Axis invaders. The four resolved to learn more about this war that clearly was overtaking the world, and with Carter and Sheila explaining the dangers of this new German military machine, T'chaka and Jor-El agreed to lend their abilities to the Allied cause. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their trip would bring them east, first, trying to avoid the Axis reinforcements. In Tunisia, the duo met another unlikely pair: &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;[[&lt;/ins&gt;Carter &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Hall|Carter]] &lt;/ins&gt;and &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;[[&lt;/ins&gt;Sheila Hall&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;]]&lt;/ins&gt;, aka Hawkman and Hawkgirl, fresh from their own encounters with the Axis invaders. The four resolved to learn more about this war that clearly was overtaking the world, and with Carter and Sheila explaining the dangers of this new German military machine, T'chaka and Jor-El agreed to lend their abilities to the Allied cause. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El came to regard this strange, diverse group as the family he'd never known. The stalwart [[Steve Rogers|Captain America]], the bristling competency of Hippolyta of Themyscira-- the [[Defenders]] were alive with purpose, something Krypton had lacked for many years. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El came to regard this strange, diverse group as the family he'd never known. The stalwart [[Steve Rogers|Captain America]], the bristling competency of Hippolyta of Themyscira-- the [[Defenders]] were alive with purpose, something Krypton had lacked for many years. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El stayed with the Defenders to the bitter end, until the [[Nazi Moon Base]] was scoured and [[Adolph Hitler]] killed. The farewells were long and tearful, and Jor-El made one last stop with T'chaka before he went home: a return to Wakanda &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;to meet his cousins&lt;/del&gt;. &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;With &lt;/del&gt;the &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Wakandan genetic material in his possession&lt;/del&gt;, &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Jor-El &lt;/del&gt;was &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;able &lt;/del&gt;to &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;reproduce &lt;/del&gt;the &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;damaged and missing pieces of Kryptonian DNA&lt;/del&gt;. He repaired his ship and settled in for the long hyperspace sleep back to Krypton. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El stayed with the Defenders to the bitter end, until the [[Nazi Moon Base]] was scoured and [[Adolph Hitler]] killed. The farewells were long and tearful, and Jor-El made one last stop with T'chaka before he went home: a return to Wakanda. &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;The Kheran heart-shaped herb had for centuries influenced &lt;/ins&gt;the &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;DNA of the hereditary noble family&lt;/ins&gt;, &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;and this DNA &lt;/ins&gt;was &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;crucial to repairing the damage done &lt;/ins&gt;to the &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Kryptonians&lt;/ins&gt;. He repaired his ship and settled in for the long hyperspace sleep back to Krypton. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;He arrived in the midst of disaster. Their star had abruptly started to enter a pre-nova stage. What should have taken a thousand years would take less than two. Intense and unpredictable solar winds drove chunks of Kryptonite down from above. The Kryptonians were forced to abandon their domes and disappear into caves underground. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;He arrived in the midst of disaster. Their star had abruptly started to enter a pre-nova stage. What should have taken a thousand years would take less than two. Intense and unpredictable solar winds drove chunks of Kryptonite down from above. The Kryptonians were forced to abandon their domes and disappear into caves underground. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;</summary>
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	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>http://refuge.imagination-evolution.net/index.php?title=Jor-El&amp;diff=538&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>Pentatonix at 00:17, 2 June 2018</title>
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		<updated>2018-06-02T00:17:36Z</updated>

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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #222; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 00:17, 2 June 2018&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l13&quot; &gt;Line 13:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their trip would bring them east, first, trying to avoid the Axis reinforcements. In Tunisia, the duo met another unlikely pair: Carter and Sheila Hall, aka Hawkman and Hawkgirl, fresh from their own encounters with the Axis invaders. The four resolved to learn more about this war that clearly was overtaking the world, and with Carter and Sheila explaining the dangers of this new German military machine, T'chaka and Jor-El agreed to lend their abilities to the Allied cause. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their trip would bring them east, first, trying to avoid the Axis reinforcements. In Tunisia, the duo met another unlikely pair: Carter and Sheila Hall, aka Hawkman and Hawkgirl, fresh from their own encounters with the Axis invaders. The four resolved to learn more about this war that clearly was overtaking the world, and with Carter and Sheila explaining the dangers of this new German military machine, T'chaka and Jor-El agreed to lend their abilities to the Allied cause. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El came to regard this strange, diverse group as the family he'd never known. The stalwart [[Captain America&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;|Steve Rogers&lt;/del&gt;]], the bristling competency of Hippolyta of Themyscira-- the [[Defenders]] were alive with purpose, something Krypton had lacked for many years. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El came to regard this strange, diverse group as the family he'd never known. The stalwart [[&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Steve Rogers|&lt;/ins&gt;Captain America]], the bristling competency of Hippolyta of Themyscira-- the [[Defenders]] were alive with purpose, something Krypton had lacked for many years. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El stayed with the Defenders to the bitter end, until the [[Nazi Moon Base]] was scoured and [[Adolph Hitler]] killed. The farewells were long and tearful, and Jor-El made one last stop with T'chaka before he went home: a return to Wakanda to meet his cousins. With the Wakandan genetic material in his possession, Jor-El was able to reproduce the damaged and missing pieces of Kryptonian DNA. He repaired his ship and settled in for the long hyperspace sleep back to Krypton. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El stayed with the Defenders to the bitter end, until the [[Nazi Moon Base]] was scoured and [[Adolph Hitler]] killed. The farewells were long and tearful, and Jor-El made one last stop with T'chaka before he went home: a return to Wakanda to meet his cousins. With the Wakandan genetic material in his possession, Jor-El was able to reproduce the damaged and missing pieces of Kryptonian DNA. He repaired his ship and settled in for the long hyperspace sleep back to Krypton. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;</summary>
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	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>http://refuge.imagination-evolution.net/index.php?title=Jor-El&amp;diff=441&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>Pentatonix at 00:04, 30 April 2018</title>
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		<updated>2018-04-30T00:04:03Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #222; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 00:04, 30 April 2018&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l3&quot; &gt;Line 3:&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot;&gt;Line 3:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El came of age on a planet trapped in its death throes. Krypton was suffering from centuries of cellular degradation in their genetic stock, from overuse of cloning technology combined with the damage of the radioactive rocks in orbit. In short, they were a race that was facing extinction and doing so with an almost bored weariness. Jor-El's experiments and attempts to repair his own genetic code were proving to reach the limit of their effectiveness. He was healthier than many Kryptonians, but had only borrowed more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El came of age on a planet trapped in its death throes. Krypton was suffering from centuries of cellular degradation in their genetic stock, from overuse of cloning technology combined with the damage of the radioactive rocks in orbit. In short, they were a race that was facing extinction and doing so with an almost bored weariness. Jor-El's experiments and attempts to repair his own genetic code were proving to reach the limit of their effectiveness. He was healthier than many Kryptonians, but had only borrowed more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El enacted a dangerous gambit. He found and repaired one of the very last hyperspace ships, a craft so old it was functionally derelict. With it, he flew off in search of the last hope of Krypton: DNA from the long-lost colony of [[Khera]], home of the [[Kherubim]].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El enacted a dangerous gambit. He found and repaired one of the very last hyperspace ships, a craft so old it was functionally derelict. With it, he flew off in search of the last hope of Krypton: DNA from the long-lost colony of [[&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Kheran|&lt;/ins&gt;Khera]], home of the [[Kherubim]].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;His path took him somewhat furthur afield than he intended. Jor-El found himself orbiting the planet of Earth. Whether by fate or destiny or a curse or luck, he picked up traces of Kheran technology on the surface after several days of orbit. Jor-El was a brilliant scientist, but an inexpert aviator, and promptly crashed his shuttle into the Libyan Desert on his descent. Midway through the process of repairing his ship, he was attacked by an armored Panzer battalion that were under orders to retrieve the alien vessel. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;His path took him somewhat furthur afield than he intended. Jor-El found himself orbiting the planet of Earth. Whether by fate or destiny or a curse or luck, he picked up traces of Kheran technology on the surface after several days of orbit. Jor-El was a brilliant scientist, but an inexpert aviator, and promptly crashed his shuttle into the Libyan Desert on his descent. Midway through the process of repairing his ship, he was attacked by an armored Panzer battalion that were under orders to retrieve the alien vessel. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;Jor-El was a great scientist, arguably the last great scientific mind of the planet &lt;a href=&quot;/index.php/Krypton&quot; title=&quot;Krypton&quot;&gt;Krypton&lt;/a&gt;. Born under the dim sun of his homeworld, he had only legends and stories about...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jor-El was a great scientist, arguably the last great scientific mind of the planet [[Krypton]]. Born under the dim sun of his homeworld, he had only legends and stories about his people's former glory, tens of thousands of years previously. &lt;br /&gt;
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Jor-El came of age on a planet trapped in its death throes. Krypton was suffering from centuries of cellular degradation in their genetic stock, from overuse of cloning technology combined with the damage of the radioactive rocks in orbit. In short, they were a race that was facing extinction and doing so with an almost bored weariness. Jor-El's experiments and attempts to repair his own genetic code were proving to reach the limit of their effectiveness. He was healthier than many Kryptonians, but had only borrowed more time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jor-El enacted a dangerous gambit. He found and repaired one of the very last hyperspace ships, a craft so old it was functionally derelict. With it, he flew off in search of the last hope of Krypton: DNA from the long-lost colony of [[Khera]], home of the [[Kherubim]].&lt;br /&gt;
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His path took him somewhat furthur afield than he intended. Jor-El found himself orbiting the planet of Earth. Whether by fate or destiny or a curse or luck, he picked up traces of Kheran technology on the surface after several days of orbit. Jor-El was a brilliant scientist, but an inexpert aviator, and promptly crashed his shuttle into the Libyan Desert on his descent. Midway through the process of repairing his ship, he was attacked by an armored Panzer battalion that were under orders to retrieve the alien vessel. &lt;br /&gt;
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Jor-El's shock and confusion was so great that at first he didn't realize what had happened when he snapped the handcuffs with a twist of his wrist. One of the Germans drew a gun and shot at him-- a ballistic weapon, crude beyond imagination-- and the impact barely stung. &lt;br /&gt;
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Empowered under the light of a yellow sun as no Kryptonian had been in generations, he began single-handedly fending off the entire battalion of soldiers. He was relieved to find he wasn't alone, as a black-clad figure stealthily dismantled them from their rear flank. The two met in the middle, and [[T'chaka]] of [[Wakanda]] met his distant cousin for the first time. &lt;br /&gt;
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Their trip would bring them east, first, trying to avoid the Axis reinforcements. In Tunisia, the duo met another unlikely pair: Carter and Sheila Hall, aka Hawkman and Hawkgirl, fresh from their own encounters with the Axis invaders. The four resolved to learn more about this war that clearly was overtaking the world, and with Carter and Sheila explaining the dangers of this new German military machine, T'chaka and Jor-El agreed to lend their abilities to the Allied cause. &lt;br /&gt;
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Jor-El came to regard this strange, diverse group as the family he'd never known. The stalwart [[Captain America|Steve Rogers]], the bristling competency of Hippolyta of Themyscira-- the [[Defenders]] were alive with purpose, something Krypton had lacked for many years. &lt;br /&gt;
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Jor-El stayed with the Defenders to the bitter end, until the [[Nazi Moon Base]] was scoured and [[Adolph Hitler]] killed. The farewells were long and tearful, and Jor-El made one last stop with T'chaka before he went home: a return to Wakanda to meet his cousins. With the Wakandan genetic material in his possession, Jor-El was able to reproduce the damaged and missing pieces of Kryptonian DNA. He repaired his ship and settled in for the long hyperspace sleep back to Krypton. &lt;br /&gt;
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He arrived in the midst of disaster. Their star had abruptly started to enter a pre-nova stage. What should have taken a thousand years would take less than two. Intense and unpredictable solar winds drove chunks of Kryptonite down from above. The Kryptonians were forced to abandon their domes and disappear into caves underground. &lt;br /&gt;
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Jor-El worked furiously, aided by his family. The sterility plague unleashed by Oa affected both male and female chromosomes, and would require a complete rebuild of both genetic sequences. He and his wife [[Lara]] conceived a child-- [[Kal-El]]. His brother [[Zor-El]] and his brother's wife [[Alura]] had a daughter: [[Kara Zor-El]].&lt;br /&gt;
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Inexplicably, the sun was growing darker and hotter. It was creeping closer and closer to not just collapse, but a nova event. Jor-El and his family spent their remaining days working virtually without rest, converting the hyperspace ship into a pair of escape pods. The timing would have to be perfect. Too soon, and the children might crash into the kryptonite field. Too late, and... too late wasn't an option. &lt;br /&gt;
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The first detonation of their sun sent massive earthquakes rippling through Krypton. The initial blast of plasma scorched the far side of the planet in seconds, but blew away the mineral cloud in the atmosphere. &lt;br /&gt;
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Jor-El and his family launched the two lifeboats into the sky, plugged into the only coordinates Jor-El could conceive of as a safe haven for the children: Earth. The last thing any Kryptonian alive would see in the night sky was the last hope of Krypton, rocketing away to a distant, backwards world on the edge of nowhere.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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