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I call them Boom Spheres. And by my estimation, they have the power to kill even a god.
Actually, a simple "Thanks, Black Guy, for saving us from a homicidal lunatic wearing weaponized body armor" will do.
Just call me a concerned citizen who doesn't like having his brain hijacked.
I'm one of the smartest men in the world, but I'm acting like a neanderthal. A frightened caveman whose only method for expressing pain... is pure unadulterated rage. Is that who I really am?
Question: What's scarier than a black man with an alien posse? Answer: An angry black man with an alien posse.
This is just the beginning. I know that, because if there's one thing I can believe in... it's the spirit of free-willed individuals to survive. And you, Py'lothia? You're a survivor.
The name's Mister Terrific, and you have something that doesn't belong to you. Now hand over the KRC. Or things get nasty.
I believe the phrase is "saving your collective butts."
If this is the end, then what better way to go? I'm leaving this world behind, and with it every unanswered question, every complex mystery, every unfulfilled notion. Because that's what endings are all about. Answers. To the biggest questions of all. I can't wait to find out.
Something happened to us in the Dark Multiverse when we removed the antenna. I think—I think we are STUCK TOGETHER!
There is no time to rest. I demand to know the answers. I seek out these mysteries and solve them. You are a mystery, Tom Strong. You are a problem I need to solve and no matter what it takes... I am going to find you.
Many, many people--friends, old employees, and Terrifictech admirers--have made their way to us. We're several miles from the city, so it's a bit of journey. But I understand why they're coming. Here on Terrific Island, we're building the future.
I've run through all the possibilities in my head, Rex... and I keep coming back to the same conclusion. We've been had... and I think I know who Doc Dread really is!
I'll find Java and then I can finally get back to running Terrific-Tech. Alone. ...The Terrifics are no more.
A mechanic. A hero. A father. You're not one thing, Wally. You're more than a person who can move at the speed of sound. You're a problem solver. You have mechanical expertise. You've traveled through time. A lot. And I trust you.
It was fairly difficult to detect but I believe it's vibrating on a frequency 25 wavelengths from our own.
I know the logic of multiple universes complicates matters but... I don't care that you're not her. You're you.. And I can't lose you.
So when the choice is between tomorrow and yesterday, I have to choose tomorrow.
They're saying "Doom."
Bizarro's thrown time into complete chaos!
The way of the time loop is through that time vortex!
The Sun never seemed brighter.
She won't kill you but you may have to leave this dimension.
T-Infinity, begin the possibilities protocol
Let's just say the Justice Society of America has been motivated to give some people a second chance.
I believe in second chances. The JSA does.
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