Nobody has a good first superhero costume. I assume.
So that’s what Dick’s up to right now, imaginary readers. It’s good to check in on him once in a while. More importantly, I need to keep my finger on the pulse of the superhero dimension. THIS IS IMPORTANT.
I bet Lord Downy’s a supervillain there.
And in that dimension, Bloodsport is, like, 32 feet tall.
Only after absorbing a meteorite or something.
A magical meteorite that makes him grow 32 feet.
Perfect superhero dimension logic.
At least it’s more plausible than putting all the insanity in the world into a mortal mind, making the mortal split in half into a god and a guys dead wife.
Yes, I know. That’s enough sass out of me.
SUPERHERO DIMENSION LOGIC.
ALSO WINDBOMBS.
WHAT EVEN ARE THOSE.
They’re bombs of wind. What’s the problem here?
It’s just a problem.