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[batricide]

You know, I've been at this a long time, and the fact that so-called heroes are incapable of basic pattern recognition blows my mind.

[ Damian clicks his tongue, a sharp little tt. Thanks to a brush with some Red Kryptonite he's not being shy about his utter disdain for your average kind of superheroing. ]

How many times does someone have to let monsters go free to service their own conscience and keep this little heroc farce going before they're just as culpable for their crimes? Throw them in the same prison they just busted out of, that's basically just a slap on the wrist. Why is anyone surprised when they just turn around and start killing agan? Anybody could solve the problem at the root, but they don't because that'd just kill their little ego trip.

Really, if you ask me? Some people just deserve to die.

Comments

[dragony]

Yeah. It's natural, though. The tabloids spent a lot of time trying to catch pictures of me "showing my roots," but... can't reveal something that doesn't exist.

[crassidy]

Dye yer roots pink, really confuse 'em all.

[dragony]

Now there's an idea. I've always liked pink.

[crassidy]

I say go for it, love, give them tabloids something new to talk about.

[dragony]

It would give the cosplayers something new to work with.

[ congratulations she adores him now. ]

I don't think we've spoken before, have we?

[crassidy]

[He tries. Except not really, because trying is effort.]

Hah. Don't think so, unless I forgot, which is entirely a possibility, honestly. I'm Cassidy, how are yeh?