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[Kal-El seems to be posting from a cafe in the water sector, judging by his surroundings. A cafe that has seen better days. Kal's face makes it obvious he wasn't expecting the cafe to be in such a state when he got there, seeing all this go on without being able to help is really hitting him hard.]

Superman here. I'm aware the rationing is the hot topic nowadays but there isn't... much I can do about that. I will do my best to help out Roger's food bank and if anyone needs me to do so don't hesitate to contact me but for now you will have to forgive me for deviating from the topic.

This last month I have noticed a lot of foreigners that happened to have powers with them that were... not sure what to do with them at best, outright scared of them at worse. I want to help with that.

I am a super-powered being myself, we are called 'metahumans' in my world. I was thinking maybe there should be some kind of... way for us to meet, to talk about our problems. To train each other if our powers are similar, to help us out when it's needed. I'm not sure where I was going with this but that... well, that was my suggestion.

[A little shrug and a smile] I would like to hear people's opinion in it?

[Private to Evandau]

I was told you were in charge of the rationing?

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[Bean pauses for a moment to think. When he speaks, his voice even mimics Kal-El's own.]

"Superman here. I'm aware the rationing is the hot topic nowadays but there isn't... much I can do about that. I will do my best to help out Roger's food bank and if anyone needs me to do so don't hesitate to contact me but for now you will have to forgive me for deviating from the topic.

This last month I have noticed a lot of foreigners that happened to have powers with them that were... not sure what to do with them at best, outright scared of them at worse. I want to help with that."

Do you want me to continue?

[Kal laughs a bit as he scratches the back of his neck, the mimicry of his voice making him feel a tad embarrassed.]

No, there's really no need. Your recall is really impressive. Could you do the same with an older post?

[Again with the mimicry of Superman's voice,]

"Well, it's become obvious the turtle has decided to take a bath. It seems to be safe for now but we don't know when it will stop. The way things look it isn't going to be anytime soon. The Kedan seem to be pretty sure it will be alright so it's probably not the first time this has happened.

Those of us who can breathe underwater or spend a long time under it should share experiences to see how far we can get, but I wouldn't suggest trying to break this barrier."

You can breathe underwater as well? And, there was something about heat vision?

[Yes, he's been going through the backlogs of the Network. Yes, that post is from months before he arrived.]

[Superman's lips twitch into a smile.] You're also pretty good at mimicking voices. [Which is pretty cute, but he isn't going to tell him that.]

Have you read every post in the network or did mine just happen to catch your attention? Because that one is months old.

I've read several months worth, but that one stands out. What happened, exactly?

Literally what you heard, the turtle went underwater for a while. It didn't seem like a big deal at first since the barrier kept up and we were allowed to breathe, and all the Kedan seemed to act like it was a normal occurrence.

Then we were suddenly surrounded by what seemed like underwater zombies. ...Do you know what a zombie is?

A reanimated corpse, stemming from Haitian houdou legends. A mythical, or in this case, not so mythical horror villain.

Worth of a dictionary. [Said with a grin but it quickly fades.]

Some of the foreigners... we lost them during the attack, but later they came back. It was overall pretty dangerous. [Bean looks like the kind of kid that doesn't like having anything hidden from them, so he doesn't. One of the foreigners that died was Dick, who's like a son to him... it was pretty hard on everyone.]

[Bean squints.] What do you mean they came back?

[He opens his mouth then closes it again, thinking how to word it. He wouldn't even trouble a kid with it, but Bean is definitely not the usual kind of kid.]

We have reasons to believe we're... clones. Do you know what that is?

Yes. [But in case he desires confirmation:] Scientifically created, genetically identical living copies.

I have heard this theory before. So you believe we are just copies of our real selves, with memories and thoughts implanted?

I honestly don't know if I believe it, but it is a possibility. Did you hear about the cloning facility?

My cousin was there when they found it, and when it got destroyed.

If it was destroyed, does that mean that no more copies can be created? So if someone were to die now, they could not come back?

[Regardless, Bean is impressed by the possibility of technology that not only clones humans to maturity, but includes thought and memory.]

That's what we thought, but apparently she's found a way to keep bringing us somehow, except we now don't come from the sea like we used to.

Since that happened right after the facility blew up it's pretty safe to at least consider the possibility that we might be clones. It's not something we're going to solve any time soon if you ask me.

So we're copies from the start. Interesting. Our lives may be continuing on without us back home.

We've reasons to believe they aren't. For example I know people from my world who were brought in from a later point in time than I was, yet nothing changed when I got here.

Edited 2013-06-13 17:14 (UTC)

I meant our lives are continuing on with our original copies, us being merely clones.

Then they must have a very advanced technology to be able to choose the amount of memories we get.

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