“Julius Seizure.”

“Are you kidding me? Absolutely not.”

“Causal Loop?”

“No.”

“Causal Lou?”

“No, not him either.”

“Loblolly?”

“I don’t care what he says. Chucking hand grenades is not a superpower. He can’t even hit his targets when he tries.”

“Well, you know what they say about horseshoes, right?”

“If he starts tossing exploding horseshoes, then we’ll talk.”

Putting together a crime-fighting team can be frustrating, even disheartening. Electrile and I were having trouble finding supers not currently affiliated with an outfit, let alone with some powers worth recruiting.

“How about ArachKnight?” he said. “He can do anything a spider can.”

“Only if he’s wearing that ridiculous enchanted suit of armor. And if he’s too heavy to climb walls and can’t shoot webs through the iron gauntlets, what’s the point?”

“I thought he tested positive for inherent super abilities.”

“Yeah, and you know what his power is? His ability to find that suit of armor wherever it is.”

“Oh.”

It was going to be a long night.