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fourth flight--video;
Mar. 27th, 2011 09:07 pm[Okay. Kon takes a deep breath, then turns on his camera and smiles.]
Uh, hey everyone. It's me, Superboy. [Obviously.]
So, the thing with Rex. That was... that was pretty bad. And I helped with stopping him, cause I'm a superhero. And that's what I do back home. The bad guys do something evil, with mind control or a death ray or something else just as bad, and me and my friends save the day.
[His face gets a little more serious.]
Of course it doesn't go smoothly all the time. People die. Good people. Heck, I died. Luckily, the staying-dead rate isn't as high as it should be, but still. Not everyone comes back. And every time, it hurts.
It hurts even when it's not a friend or a loved one. Even when it's one of the villains. Even when they do come back. Even when you know they will. Losing people? Hurts. And no matter who it is, they've got someone who'll miss them.
[He stops for dramatic effect, then looks straight into the camera.]
That's why we don't kill. It's not our job. We save the world, we hand criminals to the cops, we've even been known to testify in court, but we don't kill. And we shouldn't here either. I'm talking to the Wardens and Inmates alike. Killing? Wrong. Always. Full stop.
And yeah, I get that there's not always a choice. I get that sometimes it's more complicated than that. Sometimes, good people have to do bad things.
But if there's any other way, even here, where death isn't permanent?
You take it.
That's all.
[Locked to Tim]
[Kon drops the happy look because hey, talking to friend, and agh, this is stressful.]
Oh my god, your dad is scary. Obviously. He asked me to do what Superman does. Me. You know, in the being an example or inspiration or whatever to everyone. I don't know if I can.
...Clark would have done the whole "Don't kill" speech better.
Uh, hey everyone. It's me, Superboy. [Obviously.]
So, the thing with Rex. That was... that was pretty bad. And I helped with stopping him, cause I'm a superhero. And that's what I do back home. The bad guys do something evil, with mind control or a death ray or something else just as bad, and me and my friends save the day.
[His face gets a little more serious.]
Of course it doesn't go smoothly all the time. People die. Good people. Heck, I died. Luckily, the staying-dead rate isn't as high as it should be, but still. Not everyone comes back. And every time, it hurts.
It hurts even when it's not a friend or a loved one. Even when it's one of the villains. Even when they do come back. Even when you know they will. Losing people? Hurts. And no matter who it is, they've got someone who'll miss them.
[He stops for dramatic effect, then looks straight into the camera.]
That's why we don't kill. It's not our job. We save the world, we hand criminals to the cops, we've even been known to testify in court, but we don't kill. And we shouldn't here either. I'm talking to the Wardens and Inmates alike. Killing? Wrong. Always. Full stop.
And yeah, I get that there's not always a choice. I get that sometimes it's more complicated than that. Sometimes, good people have to do bad things.
But if there's any other way, even here, where death isn't permanent?
You take it.
That's all.
[Locked to Tim]
[Kon drops the happy look because hey, talking to friend, and agh, this is stressful.]
Oh my god, your dad is scary. Obviously. He asked me to do what Superman does. Me. You know, in the being an example or inspiration or whatever to everyone. I don't know if I can.
...Clark would have done the whole "Don't kill" speech better.
