The infighting on my world was the superheroes all fighting each other over some stupid registration law -- like literally fighting each other. Duking it out. Lots of property damage. Some heroes died.
To be fair, it was understandable why they all got worked up. My old team made a big mistake. Turned out this villain was juicing on this drug that made him more powerful and they fought him and he blew up. It killed hundreds of people, including sixty kids.
[If there's any hesitation in his voice when it comes to talking about this, it's more because of his team than because of the causalities. He lost friends that day and it was only luck that had him in space. (For a given measure of "luck" given what he'd been fighting.]
[He does feel for the victims. Especially the kids. But once you've seen casualities in the billions, it all sort of...blends. It matters but you can't get hung up on it or you'll lose yourselves in those numbers, drown in them.]
But instead of them all coming to some compromise with training or something, they were fighting each other and putting even more civilians at risk.
Meanwhile, I was up in space fighting a war against genocidal space bugs. And we had all these heroes on Earth that could've helped us and even though they got my warning about what was happening up there, they ignored it. Brushed it off as some border skirmish.
Sometimes people are almost too stupid to live but what can you do? [he shrugs] Someone has to protect 'em anyway.
But if I were you, I'd get out of there. Leave that fight for one that really matters -- or for somewhere there isn't a fight at all.
[The latter is something he'd only do if he were Grif. Rich doesn't think he can leave behind the fighting for peace if there are still fights to be had out there.]
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The infighting on my world was the superheroes all fighting each other over some stupid registration law -- like literally fighting each other. Duking it out. Lots of property damage. Some heroes died.
To be fair, it was understandable why they all got worked up. My old team made a big mistake. Turned out this villain was juicing on this drug that made him more powerful and they fought him and he blew up. It killed hundreds of people, including sixty kids.
[If there's any hesitation in his voice when it comes to talking about this, it's more because of his team than because of the causalities. He lost friends that day and it was only luck that had him in space. (For a given measure of "luck" given what he'd been fighting.]
[He does feel for the victims. Especially the kids. But once you've seen casualities in the billions, it all sort of...blends. It matters but you can't get hung up on it or you'll lose yourselves in those numbers, drown in them.]
But instead of them all coming to some compromise with training or something, they were fighting each other and putting even more civilians at risk.
Meanwhile, I was up in space fighting a war against genocidal space bugs. And we had all these heroes on Earth that could've helped us and even though they got my warning about what was happening up there, they ignored it. Brushed it off as some border skirmish.
Sometimes people are almost too stupid to live but what can you do? [he shrugs] Someone has to protect 'em anyway.
But if I were you, I'd get out of there. Leave that fight for one that really matters -- or for somewhere there isn't a fight at all.
[The latter is something he'd only do if he were Grif. Rich doesn't think he can leave behind the fighting for peace if there are still fights to be had out there.]