I'm alright. I had a few screws loose in my head the other day, but I'm fine. Oh and the baby is comin along great! She'll be ready in about a month.
Really? That's good news!
Yeah, but I still have a lot of work to do. I haven't found correct bolts yet. When I find them, I have to tighten and reprogram her. Then she'll be up and running...
I've finally recovered from that freakin head trauma the author gave me. Man, that hospital visit took too much money away. Got to be interviewed for a job today.
Oh hi. Allow me to introduce myself. I am the author. You are probably wondering why I have this sickle in my hand and why I kill everyone who disagrees with me.
Yeah, I was. Besides, I don't think you should be carrying that around and killing people too.
Ya know, after a while, there is only so much you can do to make a comic.
So you wind up doing fillers.
By the way, I am not about to do a filler like the classic comical joke.
I find them very old and lame.
So I don't wan- Oh crap! Is this considered a filler?!
Oh well, I'll just kill some people to make up for lost time. Of course I gotta put on my killin outfit. Now then...HEY YOU!! YOU DID NOT JUST LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT!!
Oh yes I can! Oh, before I kill you though, tell me how you became a super hero.
It's a long story. It all began when I was in high school and was doing a school internship.
A school internship?
SuperGuy: I was doing marine biology, my dream! I was studying the fishies! But I was heroically trapped under the sea and miraculously was saved! When I came out, I was blue with power!!
Well, some strong kids thought I was an actual pumpkin and some other weak kids said I was a dog. Then I fight broke out and the strong kids got me and carved me.