“My suits keeping being destroyed. Maybe I need to become the suit itself. That’s a concept.”

“I can still hear their voices. They talk to me when I work. I know they aren’t actually there. And that scares me. I’m scared of myself.”

“Sometimes I can’t tell what’s real and what’s fake anymore. I feel like my mind is broken. Broken. Broken things can be fixed. Fix. Fix. Gotta fix.”

“I see Lex Luthor is still a prick.”

“God. Can’t wait to get home and wash myself. And run several tests.”

“Also apologies to those who enjoy the view but I’m spoken for…” he holds up his hand “…holy shit. The ring didn’t get destroyed. I would probably get my ass beat if it got destroyed”

“I was only naked due to my construction of an inter dimensional gateway being limited to tech that while is highly advanced, is also somewhat limited when compared to the tech I’m used to. All experiments tended to destroy whatever entered. And there was no way to get…here. In regards to the -c-

a dimensional gateway opens up in Metropolis and a scraggly haired naked man steps out, his body smoking and covered in ash “I’m home! I’m back!” he looks around at the demonic invasion “……I…..should have brought a weapon.” #TheDemonicTakeover

A dimensional gateway opens up in Metropolis. Slowly a man steps out, naked, and smoke coming from his body “……..Oh my god. OH MY GOD DID I DO IT?” he raises his fist in the air “I DID IT!” suddenly he feels himself pulled back into the gate “WAIT NO. GOD DAMMIT!”

“A”

Must have been some Mother’s Day

SCREAMS

“She’s got a Time Machine and yet she’s fashionably late. I like her style.”

checks watch “Oh. I’m not wearing a watch.”

// In terms of Jason I imagined that Toby did his best to save him, but it wasn’t enough. And that even though it wasn’t Toby’s fault and he tried the best that he could and Toby was overcome with guilt and trauma, it was the start of the strain between Toby and Jon.

“How many people did we lose? Yeah. I can hear people mourning the saloon. But how many people? …the saloon can be rebuilt. But people? That’s a little harder.”

“WHAT THE FUCK”

“You got something on your forehead.”

BOOKS!

“Listen. I may not be a smoker. But the laws of this place are a little different. I saw people eating rats. And I think I also saw a rat wedding.”

“WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH. EATING CIGARETTES? THIS WON’T DO!”

“If Yes Man exists, does Yass Queen exist?” crickets “…how does my mother in law do it?” eats a cricket

“These walls aren’t soundproof! Unfortunately.”

“Okay. So I heard Lucy talk about feet or something and now I think a cowboy and a boxer are arguing with each other about hats or something.”

“I mean, unless you want your parts cleaned or whatever. This place is really dusty and unsanitary.”

“……I like you. Thank you. I promise not to open you up and take a close look at your parts.”

“Yes it’s true. In fact that muscular boxer? Reminds of someone who used to push me into lockers and flick cigarettes at me.”

“Who needs muscles when you got brains?” holds up a glowing orb “Witness me!”

“God, I love this woman. She’s not even in the same room and I can hear her voice.”

“I like women with muscles. And flexibility. And ninja skills.”

// when you explain what a jock is to a jock

You are what you eat

Yes. And you’d be a hit at the bar.

I don’t know. Like a reverse centaur?

“What if they looked like horses?”

“What if cowboys looked like cows?”

fires a gun “Let’s see what happens.”

// get all the food throw in in the pot They are out in the open Kimmy take the shot

“So is horse boy like…part horse? A horse in disguise? Into horses? Or…/really/ ‘into’ horses?”

I prefer Uno.

Well, sorry! I haven’t taught someone to read in a long time and I don’t exactly have a copy of See Spot Run!

Oh wait right. Hold on. Uh… …I don’t have any early readers book. …I mean, I have a page from a kids menu from a diner but that’s it.

Here. Take this dictionary

// Jaimie probably hid the knives

You need a knife? I think I got one in my tool kit. But you got to promise to give it back, okay? And oh. You still doing that DJ thing? I feel bad about the whole banishment thing, so if you need some tech guy to help, just ask… …huh. Wait no. The knives aren’t with my tools…hm. Where are they?

Aw. Thank you. You know. I have had trouble sleeping.

Ah, don’t be. We know each other. She strangled me once and my wife came out of the shadows and kicked her in the head.

It’s Toby

Thank god not me

“One time my wife told me she wanted to experiment in the bedroom. I got really excited, grabbed my tools, my best lab coat and goggles, and rushed into bed. Jaimie also had her own tools. ……turns out there was a bit of a miscommunication.”