generation lost sure is painful canon review

[retconman]

So you're really doing this. Great. I am fantastically happy for you, really. I mean what can beat the company that's waiting for me? I'm enjoying the suspense, personally. And I'm enjoying this game, even if I'm going to have to cheat just a little. Shh. It'll be just like old times, eh?

Close enough, anyway.

Girl. Lady. Darling. Person… don't you think you're stalling?

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[enigmaestro]

I've one word for you, Maxwell: kittenkinesis.

[retconman]

Better cats than dogs.

[enigmaestro]

You're really not curbing the tradition of certain heroic factions calling you useless, now are you?

[retconman]

They wouldn't be saying that if I'd signed my more recent work. But I'm not in it for the glory. Always.

[enigmaestro]

Your most recent work will find a conclusion outside the City.

[retconman]

It'll have to. I'm going to have my fingers busy in too many different cakes, there.

[enigmaestro]

Not in my cake.

[enigmaestro]

By which I mean City Hall.

[retconman]

Of course not.

Just affiliated with City Hall.

[enigmaestro]

You might have someone standing in your way, Lord. I mean, if you're so keen on making it territorial business.

[repurrter]

They'll stall over anything, these muns.

It's like listening to a bad record.

[retconman]

You're telling me, sweetheart. You'd almost think they were hesitant or busy or had lives.

Excuses.

[repurrter]

The nerve of them. I think it's obvious I'm worth a great deal more time and effort than the occasional thread on here.

And I'd say you are too, handsome.

[retconman]

I sure am. Which is why I'm being so encouraging that she get her rear in gear. The scenery around here's so dreary. Have you seen someplace that catches your fancy?

[repurrter]

My mun wants me to add my encouragement, but I'm perfectly happy to have you right here. The scenery may be dreary, but you brighten it up.

A few places, but it's always busy this and your voice is hard that.

[retconman]

Thank her for me anyway: mine got the little form completed, hoo-rah for small miracles. I may miss some of the sights, of course...

Now, where's that can-do spirit that's oh so contagious? She can reach deep down. I believe.

[repurrter]

You do seem like a man who gets his way, it was probably inevitable. But congratulations anyways, mister...?

Exactly. She just needs to buck up and do something about it.

[retconman]

Mr. Lord. Maxwell Lord -- you can call me Max. I do have a way of persuading people in the right direction. No point in being coy about it.

Any way I might be of help? I am what they call a man of the people.

[repurrter]

Max it is. I'm Cat Grant, reporter for the Daily Planet. It's a pleasure to meet you.

I'm afraid she has heart set on some scarlet speedster and simply won't take no for an answer. I have to say I'm disappointed in her taste.

From an AU game where he's a founding Titan. And Ralph Dibny's protege.

[arach_nerd]

Y'know, I didn't think it was possible. I thought doing so would cause the entire universe to collapse in on itself. But somehow there's someone that's and even bigger smarmy jerk than Max Lord, and it turns out it's an evil version of him.

[retconman]

I think it defeats your point if the person I'm topping is me.

[arach_nerd]

Alternate universe variants count as different people. Unless you really wanted to have been played by an Ally McBeal actor?

[retconman]

Alternate universe? You must have the wrong guy.

Though I suspected that already.

[arach_nerd]

Eh, I figure our Max should be the real one. Because he doesn't have a sick obsession with shooting Blue Beetles in the head.

[retconman]

"Your" Max. Sure. I guess I shouldn't be too surprised the idiots are keeping delusional company. Here's a thought: Why don't you go back up whatever multiverse drainpipe you crawled out of?