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[ So, Roy hasn't been around that long, but he's gotten to know Keeliai, the natives, heard about the Emperor and definitely picked up on the tension between foreigners and the Kedan, but just out right asking about What The Hell Is Wrong With This Place seems a little too obvious. And lame.

And this way is much more fun. ]

Okay so is there a part of living on the back of a giant magic turtle that isn't supposed to be completely awesome? Because a lot of you seem to be really bummed about it, and I'm starting to think it's more than just a strong case of Stick Up The Ass going around.

[ And frankly, Roy likes looking like the idiot. He raises up a hand holding some kind of Kedanian smoothie in the cafe he's seated in, and gives an 'okay, humor me' kind of gesture. ]

Let's pretend for two seconds that you're all actually the most boring people ever and the part where we're on a monster turtle isn't enough for you - you're getting what's practically a free vacation. A beautiful city on a tropical island that's really more like a cruise, and even a space you can go sit near Yurtle's massive head and zen your neurotic brains out. The closest we have to that at home is legalizing pot.

I know I'm inviting a sea of sarcastic quips to kill my buzz about the whole badass Suessical adventure, so let's try to be organized and civil about this - there's only so much scathing sardonicism I can handle at once. Please fill out the attached form and get back to me:

Your Name: Self explanatory.
Your Age: It'd probably explain some things, I'm jussayin.
Level of Suck of Your Homeworld: On a scale of Fantasia to Bambi. Just trying to keep some perspective.
Your Complaints About Our Magical Turtle Adventure: Let it all out, brothers and sisters. Testify.
Notes: Whatever. How's my hair?

Thank you for your participation! Here is a wavier for your free snow cone! Not really. Sorry.

[ Oh wait, just this last piece here: ] Also, if you know anyone who likes to run around in tights and a mask, maybe a cape, let me know? Thanks! [ A little salute, and he signs out. ]

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[ Oh good 8| Because he'd rather not have his ass kicked for being a twat. ]

I've spent a lot of time there in the last few months, sorry. I'm waiting for Jason to decide Metropolis would be the better place for some ass kicking. [ Oops, sorry not sorry, Bruce. ] Uuuuh, in a sense? I mean, we're not Facebook friends or anything. Yeah, I know the superkids. Good bunch.

[Huh. He doesn't know automatically who 'Jason' is or why Roy would be hanging out with him, but it's another point in the 'you probably don't know this one' category.]

Not the younger ones, the- Maybe that was a bad frame of reference. Does the name Garth ring a bell? Because if not, this is probably a case of different timelines and I'd just like to know for future reference.

[ Garth does actually ring a bell, but the 'different timeline' things sort of has him deflating. Another person looking for the other Roy. ]

Yeah, I've met him. Last I saw him he was hanging around Grayson and Kori. But you're right on the money - I'm not the one all of you are looking for.

[He just shrugs one shoulder at that. He'd thought so, but... Well, this actually makes things a little easier. He doesn't have to talk about Garth's fate, or Cerdian's.]

It makes no difference to me. We're not particularly close in either timeline, I would imagine.

[ A short half-smirk and he shrugs. ]

I don't get around to the Justice League much in my timeline, so no, better much not at all.

Different social circles or bad blood?

Social circles. [ And bad blood with Ollie but that's more personal that he wants to share. ]

[Ah. Well, that's not too odd, he thinks.] It's about the same in my timeline. Garth is my son so I'm only passingly familiar with his friends.

Yeah? He was a pretty cool kid last time we hung out. We didn't talk that much, though. But, uh. Congrats on the... son.

[A quiet snort, one that is only dryly amused. Yes, congratulate him on his dead son.] Well, he isn't here.

Do you have any questions you're not already getting the answers to?

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