KON-EL; Let's Get This Party Started
NAME: Ryuutchi
JOURNAL: Ryuutchi@LJ
EMAIL: ryuutchi@gmail.com
AIM: Ryuutchimalfoy
CHARACTER NAME: Kon-El/Superboy Note: because he's coming in from the end of Superboy/YJ, he hasn't been given the name "Conner" yet.
FANDOM: DC Comics
CANON: Around the middle-end of Superboy volume 4 (issues 78-79), just after Conner has regained his powers and returned to earth after escaping alien slavers.
Yeah, I know. Comics.
WHAT THEY LOST: Tana Moon was Kon's first love. She was the first one to see his potential as something besides a Cadmus-created clone, and she egged him on to better and greater feats in his first few years as a hero. They went from being a reporter and her story to being friends to being lovers, until Superboy became frozen at age 17. That, along with the stresses of being lover to an up-and-coming superhero (archenemies and all), caused Tana to break off the relationship. Several months later, Tana was captured by Amanda Spence, a scientist who held a grudge against Superboy for killing her father. In retribution she killed Tana in front of Kon.
Yeah, all that? He doesn't remember it. He doesn't remember Tana at all. He remembers the rest of his "childhood", but not her.
PERSONALITY: As mentioned above, Kon was a clone-- well, actually, he wasn't a clone in the traditional sense. He's a vat-grown human, the melding of Kryptonian and human DNA, "born" to replace Superman when Superman fell in battle to Doomsday. (There are... complications. He thought he was a full clone, then he was told he was human with powers to mimic Superman's, but the most recent tests anyone has done indicate that he's a human-alien hybrid).
Superboy was born without a name-- this isn't unusual as things go, but he was also born and released into the wilds of America at age 16 without a name, but calling himself "Superman". His first lover and friend nicknamed him "kid", although other names have stuck since-- Superman bestowed the name "Superboy" on him after several daring exploits, during which the young man proved that he in fact did have what it took to be a successor to the Super name. It took another year for Superboy to gain a "real name", during which time he performed such exploits as saving members of the Legion of Superheroes, apprehending (really hot) murderers and attending public high school. Finally, though, Superman gave him the Kryptonian name "Kon-El", welcoming him into the family.
During this time, Kon also joined the team, Young Justice, making a couple of good friends his own age (hey, he couldn't spend all his time with people decades older than him, right?) He fell in with the group, taking on an almost mentor-like role-- at least insofar as a hormone-addled perpetual 17 year old could. He stayed something like second-in-command of the group despite his immaturity, both when Robin led the team and when Wonder Girl did.
Kon has no superhero identity, and very little in the way of a mental censor, but for all his joking around and adolescent stupidity, Kon shows glimpses of an oddly mature hero. He's observant and generally stumbles on ways to fit information together, it just takes him some time and energy that he'd rather not expend if someone better equipped is around.
THIRD-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
It was one of those days. You know. Those days where you think you're just going out with your bestest best buddies to ever prance around in spandex with you, and end up flat on your back, getting beaten up by a redhead with really great... you know, this sentence can't end well. Anyway, Superboy, aka Kon-El aka Kid aka that asshole who just punched a hole in my wall was having one of those days. On one hand, he had a really nice vantage to observe their most recent supervillain's... assets. On the other hand, that vantage required that he be on his back getting pounded into paste. And his best friends were nowhere to be seen.
That could have meant any one of a number of things-- that she'd taken them out of commission first, that they'd decided to leave him to be pounded into paste, or that they were waiting in the all-concealing shadows schemeing a sneaky scheme to free him so he could save the day once more.
"You know, there are probably better ways to make money then punching through bank walls," Kon commented, trying to distract his opponent (what was her name again? It probably didn't matter) from the obviously stealthy plot that even now his friends were clearly plotting to save his ass. Any minute now.
FIRST-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
I'm pretty good at weird, you know. My mommy was a test tube, and I grew up in a lab full of DNAliens. I've gone universe-hopping more times than I can count. So you'd think I'd be okay with waking up somewhere that isn't my bed would be totally normal.
It kind of is, but I was really looking forward to sleeping in my own bed for at least a week before someone tried to kidnap me and try to use me as a slave or a sleeper agent or a soldier or something else starting with "s". You know, really looking forward to it. The universe is laughing at me somewhere, I just know it. You know, you just get home from being taken to space by rogue slavers, and you settle down to relax and hang out with your friends, who probably didn't even know you were missing, and then all of a sudden you're in a new room.
It's nice room. Sweet stereo system and all. But I would have really liked to get some sleep in my own bed for a while? Why is that so hard for the universe to understand?
JOURNAL: Ryuutchi@LJ
EMAIL: ryuutchi@gmail.com
AIM: Ryuutchimalfoy
CHARACTER NAME: Kon-El/Superboy Note: because he's coming in from the end of Superboy/YJ, he hasn't been given the name "Conner" yet.
FANDOM: DC Comics
CANON: Around the middle-end of Superboy volume 4 (issues 78-79), just after Conner has regained his powers and returned to earth after escaping alien slavers.
Yeah, I know. Comics.
WHAT THEY LOST: Tana Moon was Kon's first love. She was the first one to see his potential as something besides a Cadmus-created clone, and she egged him on to better and greater feats in his first few years as a hero. They went from being a reporter and her story to being friends to being lovers, until Superboy became frozen at age 17. That, along with the stresses of being lover to an up-and-coming superhero (archenemies and all), caused Tana to break off the relationship. Several months later, Tana was captured by Amanda Spence, a scientist who held a grudge against Superboy for killing her father. In retribution she killed Tana in front of Kon.
Yeah, all that? He doesn't remember it. He doesn't remember Tana at all. He remembers the rest of his "childhood", but not her.
PERSONALITY: As mentioned above, Kon was a clone-- well, actually, he wasn't a clone in the traditional sense. He's a vat-grown human, the melding of Kryptonian and human DNA, "born" to replace Superman when Superman fell in battle to Doomsday. (There are... complications. He thought he was a full clone, then he was told he was human with powers to mimic Superman's, but the most recent tests anyone has done indicate that he's a human-alien hybrid).
Superboy was born without a name-- this isn't unusual as things go, but he was also born and released into the wilds of America at age 16 without a name, but calling himself "Superman". His first lover and friend nicknamed him "kid", although other names have stuck since-- Superman bestowed the name "Superboy" on him after several daring exploits, during which the young man proved that he in fact did have what it took to be a successor to the Super name. It took another year for Superboy to gain a "real name", during which time he performed such exploits as saving members of the Legion of Superheroes, apprehending (really hot) murderers and attending public high school. Finally, though, Superman gave him the Kryptonian name "Kon-El", welcoming him into the family.
During this time, Kon also joined the team, Young Justice, making a couple of good friends his own age (hey, he couldn't spend all his time with people decades older than him, right?) He fell in with the group, taking on an almost mentor-like role-- at least insofar as a hormone-addled perpetual 17 year old could. He stayed something like second-in-command of the group despite his immaturity, both when Robin led the team and when Wonder Girl did.
Kon has no superhero identity, and very little in the way of a mental censor, but for all his joking around and adolescent stupidity, Kon shows glimpses of an oddly mature hero. He's observant and generally stumbles on ways to fit information together, it just takes him some time and energy that he'd rather not expend if someone better equipped is around.
THIRD-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
It was one of those days. You know. Those days where you think you're just going out with your bestest best buddies to ever prance around in spandex with you, and end up flat on your back, getting beaten up by a redhead with really great... you know, this sentence can't end well. Anyway, Superboy, aka Kon-El aka Kid aka that asshole who just punched a hole in my wall was having one of those days. On one hand, he had a really nice vantage to observe their most recent supervillain's... assets. On the other hand, that vantage required that he be on his back getting pounded into paste. And his best friends were nowhere to be seen.
That could have meant any one of a number of things-- that she'd taken them out of commission first, that they'd decided to leave him to be pounded into paste, or that they were waiting in the all-concealing shadows schemeing a sneaky scheme to free him so he could save the day once more.
"You know, there are probably better ways to make money then punching through bank walls," Kon commented, trying to distract his opponent (what was her name again? It probably didn't matter) from the obviously stealthy plot that even now his friends were clearly plotting to save his ass. Any minute now.
FIRST-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
I'm pretty good at weird, you know. My mommy was a test tube, and I grew up in a lab full of DNAliens. I've gone universe-hopping more times than I can count. So you'd think I'd be okay with waking up somewhere that isn't my bed would be totally normal.
It kind of is, but I was really looking forward to sleeping in my own bed for at least a week before someone tried to kidnap me and try to use me as a slave or a sleeper agent or a soldier or something else starting with "s". You know, really looking forward to it. The universe is laughing at me somewhere, I just know it. You know, you just get home from being taken to space by rogue slavers, and you settle down to relax and hang out with your friends, who probably didn't even know you were missing, and then all of a sudden you're in a new room.
It's nice room. Sweet stereo system and all. But I would have really liked to get some sleep in my own bed for a while? Why is that so hard for the universe to understand?