...is looking for me, and I fear he will not be pleased when he finds me. I stole his cape, you see, and with it his identity.
I feel it is time for a confession. This is something I have putting off for over two years now, but I feel you should know. I'm sure some of you already suspected the truth: I am not really an invincible Kryptonian with only the world's best interests at heart, who spends all his time saving the world and kittens. No, I am actually just a rather average human being with rather a penchant for character acting, whose actual occupation involves cameras and websites, not defeating evil alien robots (Issue #78, I think it was).
It was fun while it lasted, but it is time for the charade to come to an end. I am sorry to have deceived so many with my witty charms and winning good looks, but at least the puns were real. So was the flirting, but I don't really have a Fortress of crystal in the Arctic. Erm, maybe we could just go out for coffee instead? Anyway, I should probably go now, got a cape to return.
I think I may steal The Joker's identity next. He's dead, so he shouldn't mind much.
Farewell,
~Not Really :superman:
