So, a giant gun appears on your planet and floats about your capital city for several days.
A. Send scientists to analyze the gun?
B. Evacuate the city?
C. Attempt to move or destroy the gun?
D. Wait until it starts shooting then hope that Adam Strange shows up to save your sorry ass, while you're dodging debris and the hurtling corpses of your loved ones?
GODS, how I hate the Rannies. I swear, it's like they evolved from cows or something.
That could be Shockwave.
No, it's Megatron.
Scipio, man of action!
Rannians DO seem to have a very laid-back attitude don't they? Weird things happen, and they just shrug it all off, because OF COURSE Adam Strange is going to come and rescue them.
A little self-reliance would be a godsend people!
Hey, at least they sent fliers to circle it, keeping close tabs on it...
Of course, they probably thought all the commotion would attract Adam's attention.
So, where is the NRA when you REALLY need them?
On Earth, waiting to get hit by a Zeta Beam.
You realize that this is how Kryptonians looked upon the citizens of Silver Age Metropolis, don't you?
(Or, how they would have looked at Silver Age Metropolis, had the Kryptonians not been blow'd up.)
"'Eek, eek, save us, Superman?' Why doesn't somebody just punch Luthor in his fat gut? Great Rao, these people are lame!"
I'm just sayin', is all.
I like how the second pilot asks "How long is it going to stay?", like they're going to invite it to dinner or something.
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