You hat the Green Arrow. He melts into blue goo, although he does not so much as stir when he begins to turn blue. Congratulations. You have successfully killed your first superhero.
You decide that you were always meant for greatness.
You track down every other superhero you have ever heard of and you hat them all. It takes a very long time.
You never make it back to Skypemas, which is probably good because then you would have to explain to Atkid why you killed Batman.
The End.










