Clark Kent / Superman / Kal El

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Keep in mind I'd like to know who am I talking to first, though! So tell me who you are if you add me anywhere.

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Feel free to crit away too. Anon should be on and IP logging off. Please be constructive, otherwise it doesn't help anybody :)

Superman speaking.

I... I'm not really sure how to this so I will do it as quick as I can. I have decided to get back to my world, to try to fix the mess I left it in. The mess I tried to fix by coming here. With time I have come to realize I was more helpful there than what I might be here.

I will stay around for a couple of hours, more if anyone needs me to. Most of you know where my room is so feel free to come by- I'd actually like that but I won't force anybody. I know goodbyes are not most people's cup of tea, so in those cases consider this my goodbye.

[<b>Private to Kon-El</b>]

However I wouldn't like to leave without talking to you.

[<b>Open Spam</b>]

[<small>The truth is Kal doesn't have much to pack, and even if he did it would take seconds for him to do it. So he isn't sure how to... spend the time until it's time to go. Eventually he finds a little notebook and some pencils he doesn't remember taking to his room... maybe it was Diana's doing?

He was never an artist outside of the written word, but suddenly he realizes he has no pictures. No drawings. No physical proof of his stay in the barge, and that's quite sad. Even with his perfect recall it's never the same. So whoever comes by to say goodbye to him will surprisingly find him sitting down the icy floor, sketching whatever memory comes to mind at the moment of his stay on the barge.</small>]

[Open Audio]

[Even though Kal is using audio to avoid showing how bad he's looking thanks to a certain death toll, it's still pretty clear from his voice he's not exactly on his prime. If asked about it he won't lie, but he hates looking so weak. He isn't used to it.]

I know we're all focusing on the latest... crisis we went through and punishing the culprit. [Personally he's always been all for redeeming, and being demoted sounds like a hard enough punishment already- but he knows he had it relatively easy during those times. He will step in if there's any killing but he understand wanting some sort of retaliation.]

But I have a question. I'm guessing there are are at least some of you that have died during their stay on the barge, and have come back. Apparently doing that comes with a price.

I'd like to know what kind of symptoms you had after it, and how long it lasted.

[Private to Mozenrath]

I would like to talk to you.



[Open Spam]

[Kal will spend most of his free time in the infirmary, trying to help out there as much as he can even in his state. Any help is needed after what the Barge had to go through, isn't it? And his inmate hasn't come back yet. He kind of feels like a failure already, so anything to keep his mind out of it will be helpful.

If your character happens to be in the infirmary or works there, they will probably bump into him at some point.]

[Kal is partial to the video function. There is a reason he doesn't use mask, he likes as open as possible and letting people see his eyes as he speaks has always helped them believe he's telling the truth (something important when most people tend to distrust so much power on principle).

Somehow, the barge and its events have managed to make him use the audio posts more than usual.]

Have any of you had a secret identity of some sorts, back at home?

Everybody is asking questions lately, so I guess this is a good time to ask.

What do you define as 'family', exactly? I'm not asking about the.... biological bonds, or genes, or bloodline. Whatever you want to call it one, in the physical sense. You can't pick that one. My biological parents died when I was barely moths old, so did the rest of my family.

Most of it, anyway. [Kara hates his guts most of the time, but she's still his cousin.] I cried for them when I was younger, but not anymore. What's the sense? They did whatever they could to ensure I would live a long, happy life somewhere else and that's what I did. They send with me whatever heritage they could gather, and I cherish every bit of it.

I'm talking about a family you feel inside, a family you feel in your... heart? Now that's a cheesy way to put it.

I was adopted by a kindly couple. I loved them, loved them with all my heart. They also died, lost their lives in an accident I should have prevented. I still cry for them sometimes. It's thanks to them I am who I am now, they were the only ones to accept me as I am when everybody else would have been scared of me or used me for their own purposes... so I know first hand how strong that kind of bond can be. They also died, lost their lives in an accident I should have prevented. I still cry for them sometimes.

[A loud sigh, sounds of him shifting around the room can be heard.]

I guess I'm asking about your experiences with that kind of family, that kind of bond. How do you find it? How do you know it's there?

How do you... bring yourself to acknowledge having someone else under your care if it scares you?

[Private to Steph]

I need to talk to you.

[When the feed turns on, a man is seemingly floating around effortlessly in a room that's entirely ice-white in the places where the metallic grey of alien machinery can't be seen. Those who recognize the bright, red S on his chest shouldn't have any trouble recognizing who the flying man is.

He usually doesn't like showing his fortress of solitude to just anyone, but in here it's different. It's a replica, and there's no chance of anyone truly endangering it and what it has inside.]

Wow, this is really- I mean I was told I could choose the way the room would look but this? This is incredible technology. There's almost no difference in a molecular level and-

[Wait. Wasn't he supposed to-]

Sorry! I'm Superman, for those who don't know me. I'm a newly appointed warden and I'm here to help. [A little salute.]

Nice to meet you all.