Color me intrigued! I’ve personally never read ‘SUPERMAN: RED SON’ but I really like the concept of seeing Superman in a different environment that what we’re used to seeing him in. The Elseworlds story synopsis reads as follows:
‘SUPERMAN: RED SON’ is a vivid tale of Cold War paranoia, that reveals how the ship carrying the infant who would later be known as Superman lands in the midst of the 1950s SOVIET UNION. Raised on a collective, the infant grows up and becomes a symbol to the Soviet people, and the world changes drastically from what we know – bringing Superman into conflict with BATMAN, LEX LUTHOR and many others."
A Batgirl evolution post! Who’s your favourite?
There are a few things worth noting:
Not all of the years listed might be completely accurate, I couldn’t find a direct source for when Bette stopped being Hawkfire.
Bette Kane has an odd spot in continuity. Her time as Batgirl has been retconned a couple times now, but it sometimes gets mentioned again.
In addition to the Batgirl suit I showed, Helena also wore a Batgirl suit that’s pretty much the same as Cassandra Cain’s. It’s actually the same costume, it was given to Cass after Batman “fired” Helena from being Batgirl.
The Rebirth version of Helena Bertinelli Huntress (who first appeared in the Grayson series) is a different character altogether from the original Post-Crisis Helena. I included her to show more of a progression and I was already showing the current versions of the Batgirls anyways.
The reason why I have two pictures of Batgirl for Cass is cause she hasn’t really had any other notable costumes or identities and I wanted to have a collage of four pictures for each Batgirl.
Some of you might wonder why I didn’t include Charlotte Gage-Radcliffe, but that’s because she wasn’t acknowledged or sanctioned by Batman and was only pretending to be Batgirl for an issue or two.
His father was a drinker, and his mother cried in bed. The boy that would grow up to be The Joker, he was always a haunted one, with demons and darkness all around, and a love that was seldomnly demonstrated. His mother would cry, and cry, and cry in bed some more, for as much as she resisted, and fought, and pleaded, and bled, for the life of her she could not escape the wrath of the hand of her husband. His father, red with rage at his wife's weakness and fear, would indulge himself in the drink, and forget all sense of self. Batting away the weak woman whom he would see stand before him, his eyes and wrath would turn to his son, whom he saw was just as weak. Beatings would turn into savage assaults, and savage assaults would turn into cruel torture. This cycle would go on and on in a seemingly endless cycle of pain and hurt. ⠀
It wasn't until something awoke deep within the young boy that he was able to stand up once more. One day, after seeing his mother dead and violated on her back, a lighter and a can of fuel became his best friends. Dosing his drunken father's daily god, which was alcohol, with a sleep sedative, the young boy then torched his father, the shambles that was their home, his now dead mother, and every painful memory which resided there. Standing outside of the burning house, the young boy could do nothing more than to laugh, and laugh, and laugh evermore.
Flashback Friday! Looking to be a rainy, cold weekend in NYC! Make some food and stay in! Perfect for all the NYC cosplayers in #KatsuCrunch mode for #Katsucon ! | Poison Ivy cosplay by @siryncosplay & Harley Quinn cosplay by @hollychanceloveexpert
I miss my puddin. 😟
We're no strangers to distance, as we endured a long distance relationship for a few years before living together... I still miss him like crazy every time I travel without him, though. 😔