"Rao, Batman has really lost it! Do you know how terrified I was when I opened the warehouse doors and six hundred-plus power batteries fell out instead of Kryptonite? It was like he'd massacred the Green Lantern Corps!"
"Wonder Woman and Batman have had a huge falling-out. Batman wanted the key to Mount Olympus, but Wonder Woman refused to give it to him. Are they breaking up before they've even gotten together?"
"Who knows what kind of madness my Batman has gotten into? He flew a spaceship to Saturn all by himself. What's up there?"
"This isn't some kind of chiropteran contagion, is it?"
"Batman hasn't returned to Gotham for a whole week. His adopted sons called me, and I think they suspect I kidnapped their father, but I didn't! Someone save me!"
"Batman should be sent to Arkham Asylum."
"The group owner enabled mute mode."
"The group owner disabled mute mode."
"I think I know what Batman is doing. He needs to acquire enough energy to build a magical defense network. How can I help him?"
"'Stay put,' Batman said."
"Do you know how much they got?"
Superman scrolled through the chat log and noticed that this sender's profile picture looked somewhat different from the other Supermen's. Most of them used headshots of themselves in red-and-blue uniforms, while this one showed his back, and his uniform was white.
"Quite a lot," someone replied. "I don't know what the hell he killed, but he filled up that huge machine beneath the Batcave."
"Definitely a lot. You know, if Batman decided to become a bandit, who could escape his black hand? Luckily, Krypton in my universe has already blown up..."
"Not in mine. So I'm guessing he'll drag Krypton back for recycling. Would it make me seem childish if I asked