Electric Eve
Electric Eve (Eve) is a fictional mutant character in the Marvel Comics Universe. Her first appearance was in Morlocks #1, created by Geoff Johns and Shawn Martinbrough.
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... Angel Dust confronted Electric Eve, calling her "cold" and Eve retorted that she was stupid for running away from home, and like it or not, the sewers were now her home ... dog, Hank, from the pound, then followed as they went to make Eve's "wish" come true, unaware that wish was murder ... They arrived to find Electric Eve having fried her ex-pimp ...
... battery, the gasoline powered car had so improved that electric vehicles were becoming increasingly less common, being used mainly as delivery vehicles in cities. 1901 - First electric typewriter is invented by George Canfield Blickensderfer of Erie, Pennsylvania ... On the evening of December 24, 1906 (Christmas Eve), Fessenden used the alternator-transmitter to send out a short program from Brant Rock, Plymouth County, Massachusetts ...
... Electric Eve could generate small bursts of electricity, or enough energy to kill a man and short circuit computer systems ...
... his “Last Wish” to free his best friend, as Angel Dust and Electric Eve argued ... As they went to fulfill Eve’s wish, they had no idea she intended to murder her drug dealer/pimp ex-boyfriend ... After the murder, the Morlocks confronted Electric Eve, Postman was furious that they’d been tricked into helping commit a murder ...
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