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Um... hi.
I've got some bad news. Or... maybe it's good news. News, anyway.
Rorshach found a girl in his world who looks just like you did, and she's got a brother who looks just like Hammer.
It's kind of good news, because maybe he'll stop wanting to be dead. Maybe he'll stop being Rorshach, and maybe he'll marry her, and they'll have kids together and a dog and a white picket fence in the suburbs. He always seemed like he was more meant for that life than for crime, or being a hero.
If life worked like that, I'd be a tech support guy, instead of henchman to the lamest the Evil League of Evil have to offer. Or maybe even management.
So she'll probably die right before he's about to tell her he loves her. Or get taken over by a robot clone right after their wedding. Those two things seem to happen about as often, from what I've seen. Sidebar, according to People Magazine, it's probably going to be "killed in a border dispute" for the Juneau Avenger when she ties the knot with Terrence, the North-Western Terrier. Who knew Canadians could be so reactionary? Of course, robot clones aren't really common in Rorshach's world, so she'll probably just die. In front of him, knowing his luck.
I don't think he's strong enough to go through that again.
God, I wish you could talk to me. Say something about, like, how he'll be fine, how he's got friends who'll hold him together, even though we both know it isn't true.
I...
Bye, Penny.
I'll be back next week.