#ll3

rest in peace, Eddie.

- Whirl’s ongoing character growth continues to be one of my favorite things about this book. Back when Whirl was first introduced I couldn’t have even made a post called “Whirl and Friends” without it being sarcastic, because he didn’t have any friends besides a collection of scavenged corpses. That’s changed.

In this issue, Whirl cares about his own life, and he cares about the lives of those around him.

He isn’t afraid to show weakness. He admits to Swerve that he lied, and that he’s not as “unvincible” as he claims to be. He’s willing to ask both Cyclonus and Tailgate for help, and without even trying to disguise that fact or hide it behind some kind of bluster, something that I think would’ve been entirely out of the question for him earlier in the series. 

Whirl even regrets pushing the button, and says so. That’s a lot, coming from him.

- It seems like after Whirl contacted Cyclonus through such desperate means in order to save Tailgate’s life, Cyclonus gave him his number. That’s really something, coming from Cyclonus!

And Cyclonus comes rushing to help Whirl despite whatever else happened, and despite the shape he’s in. And where’s Tailgate? What the heck happened in between LL issue 2 and now? 

Cyclonus isn’t just getting damaged, he’s literally decomposing. His frame is falling apart, crumbling away. It’s gonna be real fuckin sad. Maybe hopping universes finally destroyed whatever eldritch forces were keeping him together.

Pickles. Muffins drizzled with chocolate. Cherries. The cravings continued, each confusing Clark more than the last. He looked at his phone again a bright 3:15 a.m. poping up on the screen, and the line seemed to be going no where. A part of him thought about running at full speed, leaving the money by the cashier and being on his way. There was no way they’d catch him but sill Clark remain in place, quietly hoping Lois would be fine without him for a few more minutes. 

The line ended up taking another half hour and Clark found himself tiptoeing into a dark apartment. If Lois had somehow managed to fall asleep there was no way he was going to wake her up now.