There are no caped Heroes in this strip, just plain clothes regular Joes. Standing side by side, all with something to prove and with something to hide. Each stride taken to abide by rules set by fools. Tools to control the masses fascist ideals applied to a board that has constant changing variables. Rivals exist to do battle over a simple or complex wish. No heroes on this list just simple Joes standing side by side with much to prove but with much to hide. Eyes that lie, time continues to fly someone's tears never dry. The path of the righteous is not clear. We are not sure with what we hear. What is the difference between a cheer and jeer? We fear what we don't understand. And spit on god's plan. Just a hand full of original thinkers who can't decide whether to stay or what goes. There are no caped heroes just regular Joes with much to prove and much to hide. So I sat and watched my childhood die I sat in a corner and cried.