Hobo of Steel Logic Problem #45, illustrated through dialogue. (Suspend your disbelief here by pretending this was a real Superman movie) Zod: Grrr!!! I have been programmed to preserve the Kryptonian race at all costs!! Grrrr! This planet must be destroyed so that Krypton can live again! Grr!! Superman: Um...do you have a few minutes? I mean, are you on a timetable, or... Zod: Um...not really, I...no. I suppose not. Superman: Can we take one of your little ships here? I want to show you something. Zod: Sure, okay. Faora! You drive. **Ten minutes later, Superman, Zod, and Faora are in orbit of Mars.*** Superman: So...what do you think? Its pretty much made just for you guys. Zod: This is...wow. Yep, this will definitely work. The humans, youre sure they wont mind? Superman: Theyd rather see you fix this place up then destroy their home. Plus, theyre hoping we can become neighbors eventually and improve both of our cultures. Zod: Okay, then. We um...we still do need the McGuf, er, I mean, the Codex thingee. Superman: Oh, sure. (Superman uses his heat vision to draw a small amount of blood on one of his fingertips.) There you go. If you need more, Id be glad to donate. Zod: Thats perfect. I...wow. Youve done so much for us. I should tell you about what happened to your dad, though. It wasnt my idea, the script called for a really needless and angsty plot contrivance and... Superman: Well talk about that later. Right now, Ive got to see about getting a college education. Ive been a hobo for fifteen years, but I want to work at this newspaper so I can be close to the action. Zod: Whats a newspaper?
Posted on: Thu, 02 Oct 2014 03:16:59 +0000
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