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A while ago April7 posted a picture of Astro drawn in a 'Superman' outfit. It was a doodle that Tezuka himself had created. I suppose, there has always been a sort of parallel between Astro and Superman. Someone even photoshopped the cover of an old Superman comic to put Astro into it.

Well that got me thinking and as a result I wrote a few paragraphs of a story idea. I think you'll find this rather familiar .... I don't know what I'll do with this, would you like me to develop the idea further?



“Ochanomizu Hakase” Astro called to the Professor as he entered the laboratory. “How can I help you?”

“Ah, Atom” the Professor answered, “You're just in time!”

The Professor was assembling what looked like a small rocket, smaller than the size of a very compact automobile.

“The space patrol asked us to design a new type of escape capsule for use on their manned fleet.” He explained. “right now the crew can eject in their spacesuits if the ship is fatally damaged, but they can't re-enter the Earth's atmosphere and have to remain in orbit until they can be rescued. These one man ships can function as a lifeboat in space, or be used to return to Earth from orbit.”

“Is that a mock up model?” Astro asked. “It looks kinda small for a manned ship.”

“Yes it is.” The professor told him. “This is a 3/4 size prototype. We've already wind tunnel tested a few of them, and a few more in atmospheric flight via remote control. Before we build the first full size models we need to make one more test on these prototypes. A full sized man can't fit inside this one, and I don't have time to build a complete instrumentation package for a test dummy.”

“I get it!” Astro laughed. “I could fit in the prototype. You want me to test ride it?”

“Yes, would you do it?” The professor asked. “If anything should go wrong you could eject from the rocket and come back down to Earth on your own power.”

“Sure, it would be fun!” Astro laughed. “How will the test work?”

“We'll put this prototype on top of a larger rocket launch vehicle and send it into orbit.” He explained. “Then you'll test out the controls, and finally ride it back to a safe landing. That way we'll simulate this prototype operating as an escape capsule from a larger ship.”

“When do we do it?” Astro asked.

“I'll be ready in a few days.” The Professor told Astro. “meanwhile please study the instruction manual” he said, handing Astro a large bound volume.


Astro braced himself for the liftoff. The prototype escape ship was cramped even for his small statue. Professor Ochanomizu had provided extra cushioning in the form of thick blankets that Astro wrapped around himself. He thought that he must have looked like a baby in swaddling cloth the way he was wrapped up and stuffed into the test ship. The red and blue blankets were made from a fire proof Kevlar like fabric, which was as strong as steel. He did have free use of his arms to work the controls, and he could see around himself. The ship had no windows, but there were video cameras to provide some external view.

The count down reached zero and the booster rocket lifted off the launch pad. The acceleration was actually rather mild and Astro had no difficulty handling the G forces into orbit. Finally the booster rocket exhausted its fuel and the prototype separated from it and entered the planed orbit.

“How was the ride up?” the Professor asked over the radio.

“Not bad at all.” Astor said. “I probably didn't all the extra padding. “Now let's see how she handles.”

Astro switched the ship into manual control and started to test it's maneuvering ability.
“It handles like a dream, Hakase” Astro radioed back. “If I had to rendezvous and dock with a rescue craft, I'd have no problems doing so.”



A heavily loaded freighter was in a similar orbit to Astro's on the other side of the planet. It was on a return flight from Mars, after being loaded with ore samples from mines on the red planet. The freighter's captain was in a hurry to get back to Earth, he was several day's ahead of his schedule and knew that he had a big fat bonus coming to him if he got back before his competition. He had overloaded his nuclear engines on the flight back, and they were badly overheating. In fact, the main reactor core had reached the critical point and alarms were sounding all over the ship.

As the freighter approached within viewing range of where Astro's test flight was operating its reactor started to melt down. The head engineer in the ship's engine room pressed the emergency eject switch, and the reactor core was jettisoned away from the freighter at high speed. The cargo ship fired its retro rockets and began an emergency descent and re-entry toward the planet below.

“Hakase” Astro radioed back to the Ministry of Science, “I think there is a ship in trouble near my orbit. I'm going to descend to a lower orbit and get out of its way. It just ejected its propulsion unit.”

A second later the reactor went super critical and exploded. The nuclear detonation in space sent an EMP pulse aimed right at Astro's ship. Astro never knew what hit him, he lost consciousness and blanked out. The backup controls on the prototype activated and the reentry protocol was initiated. The ship made a steep entry into the atmosphere and its heat shield glowed white hot. The super heated plasma that trailed the ship could be seen from the surface as a meteor streaking across the sky. The ship made a rough landing as it bounced across a plowed field and dug a long crater into the ground.



Jonathan Kent and his wife Martha were sitting on the back porch of their farm house when they saw the meteor flaming across the late afternoon sky. It passed over their house heading for the back forty acres making a loud sonic boom as it passed overhead. A small mushroom shaped cloud rose over the newly plowed field where Jonathan and his brother had worked all the previous day getting the field ready to plant.

“What do you suppose that was?” Martha asked her husband. “Men from Mars landing?”

“I hardly think so.” Jonathan told his wife. “More likely a rock from space, like the one we saw in the museum some years ago.”

“Maybe it's worth something to the museum.” his wife said. “We could use the money.”

Jonathan looked up at the sky. He figured they had another hour and a half till dusk, just enough time to go look for whatever had fallen into their fields.
“Yeah, we can go look for it.” He said, checking that he had the keys to the pickup in his pocket.

Jonathan and his wife got in the old truck and drove out to where the plume of smoke was still rising. The truck bounced along the ruts in the dirt road that ran between the field where they would soon plant corn, and the one where wheat was already starting to sprout. As the truck got closer they could see that a long depression had been gouged into the field where the object from space had crashed into the Earth and skidded along, finally coming to a stop.

“It's a space ship!” Martha exclaimed as the truck stopped a few yards from the crater where the object had come to rest. The force of the final impact had sprung open a hatch and the inside of the small craft was open to their view. The couple got out of the truck and made their way over to the rocket. Heat still radiated from it, but it was cool enough to allow them to get close enough to see what was inside. Wrapped in heavy blue and red blankets was what appeared to be a male child, perhaps 9 or 10 years old. He was unconscious and limp.

Martha's maternal instincts took over and she reached into the craft to pick up the child.

“Be careful, don't hurt yourself dear.” Jonathan told his wife.

“Nonsense, he's a light weight. Can't weigh more than 65 to 70 lbs.” the woman said.

She carried the boy, still wrapped in the colorful blankets into the truck and held him on her lap. Her husband got in the driver's seat and they headed back to the farm house.

“I hope he's alright.” Martha said. “Maybe we should call Doctor Brown to make a house call.”

“Well, unless he's running a fever, I guess that can wait till the morning.” Jonathan said looking at the setting sun.

“I suppose so.” Martha agreed. “I'll clean him up and put him in the spare bedroom for now. Poor boy, I wonder where he came from.”

“I almost hate to think about that.” Jonathan said.

Well, here's some more. Now if I could only find that drawing that Tezuka did of Astro dressed in a Superboy suit.


Astro opened his eyes to find himself lying in a bed on the second story of an old farm house. The room was decorated with family photographs hanging in simple wooden frames on walls covered with stripped wallpaper. Astro sat up and looked down at himself. He was dressed in an old, but clean pair of farmer bib overall jeans and a long sleeve plaid shirt. On his feet were a pair of high top Keds and dark socks. A pair of red boots sat on a chair in the corner of the room, along with several red and blue blankets.

Astro rubbed his eyes and slowly lowered his feet to the floor. Satisfied that he was able to stand and walk he slowly exited the room and headed down the hallway to a staircase leading down.

Jonathan Kent sat in a chair in the parlor with a corn cob pipe clamped between his teeth. He struck a match and re-lit the pipe, sending a puff of fragrant smoke into the air. Martha Kent sat on the other side of the room facing her husband. She busied herself knitting. She wasn't yet sure if she was making a scarf or a sock hat, but she had time to decide as she'd only just started on the project.

Alerted by the squeak of footsteps on the old stairs, the couple looked up to see Astro descending from the upper level of the house to the parlor.
“Ah, I see you're awake!” Jonathan said, resting the bowl of his pipe in a plate on the table next to his chair. “I hope my Nephew's old clothes fit you OK.”

Astro slowly tried to smile as he got his first look at the couple that had rescued him from the crash. He looked down at himself and then at the Kent's. “The clothes are comfortable on me.” He said. “Thank you.”

“What is your name son?” Martha asked.

A look of confused panic set upon Astro's face. He stood there for a few seconds before he could make another sound.
“I ….. I don't know!” He stammered. “I don't know who I am, or where I am!”

“You're in a farm house a few miles from the town of Smallville.” Martha told him. “My name is Martha Kent, and this is my husband Jonathan. We found you out in the corn field inside of a small rocket ship that crash landed there.”

The information didn't seem to make any sense to Astro. He rubbed the top of his head with his right hand and tried to think.
“A space ship?” He asked. “I don't remember that.”

“Poor boy must have had a concussion and got amnesia.” Martha exclaimed to Jonathan. “I told you we should have called the Doctor.”

“No!” Astro cried out. A sudden image formed in his head when he heard the word Doctor, and it scared him. “Don't call the Doctor! I feel fine, really. I just need time to remember!”

“He's a young spry.” Jonathan told his wife. “He'll recover quick enough.”

“I hope you're right.” Martha said. “Well, in any case, you're going to stay with us, at least until you remember where you belong.”

“That might get a bit complicated.” Jonathan said.

“Nonsense!” Martha replied, having already thought trough the problem. “We'll tell anybody that asks that he is your younger brother Eliot's missing son Clark. We'll say that we've taken the boy in and might adopt him.”

“Yes, that might work.” Jonathan said. “Poor Eliot, he ran away to join the circus and got hooked up with that stupid Gypsy woman. Got her pregnant, and after the kid was born she ran away with him. Eliot searched for them for a few years and I finally heard from a detective that he'd hired who told me my brother had gotten himself killed. The kid and that Gypsy woman were never found, but Eliot had some photos of the kid on him when his body was discovered.”

Martha got up from her chair and set her knitting down. She walked over to Astro and hugged him.
“So it's all settled, you'll live with us and be like our adopted son.” She said. “Since you don't remember your name, we'll call you Clark. That is, if it's OK with you.”

“Sure.” Astro said. “Clark is a nice name.”

“Well then you must be hungry.” Martha said. “I have some leftover chicken in the icebox. I'll carve you off a piece, OK.”

“I guess so.” Astro said, shrugging his shoulders.


The next day Astro woke up to the sound of the chickens outside the barn. Martha was hand feeding them grain, while Jonathan was changing a tire on the pickup truck. Astro wandered out of the house and took in the scene.

“I guess you're not used to waking up early?” Martha laughed. “We've been up for about two hours now getting started with the chores. I told Jonathan to let you sleep, since you're still recovering from yesterday.”

“I'm sorry.” Astro said. “What can I do to help?”

“Well the cow needs milking.” Jonathan said. He finished tightening the lug nuts on the wheel and moved the jack to the front of the truck to lift it up. He then lay down on a creeper to crawl under the engine so he could change the oil.

Astro started off into the barn with the milk pail that Martha had given him when there was a sudden creak from where Mr. Kent was working on the truck. The jack suddenly let go, dropping the front of the truck down, trapping him under the transmission.
“HELP!” he cried out in pain.

Astro dropped the pail and ran out of the barn like a streak of greased lighting. He quickly lifted the front of the truck in the air with one hand and pulled Jonathan out from under it with the other. The Kent's stared at their adopted son in wonder.

“What's wrong?” Astro stammered, seeing the strange looks in the couple's eyes.

“You just lifted the heavy end of the truck with one hand like it weighed nothing!” Jonathan gasped. “And you pulled me out from under it like I was a rag doll!”

“Are you OK?” Martha asked her husband. “Is anything broken?”
Mr. Kent got up and slowly put his weight on the leg that had been pinned down by the truck.
Astro stared at Jonathan's leg and blurted out. “No broken bones, but some minor bruises” he quickly said.

“How do you know that, Clark?” Jonathan asked.

“I could see inside your leg,” Astro replied, not realizing how abnormal that was.

“You have X-Ray vision?” the old man questioned.

“Yes, I guess I do.” Astro said.

Mr. Kent sat down on the front bumper of the truck. He pulled a handkerchief from out of his pocket and wiped his brow.
Martha looked at Astro and then at her husband.

“We're going to have to keep this a secret.” Mr. Kent sighed. “If word gets out about this kid's abilities, we might have some problems.”

“I think I have an idea about that.” Martha said as she rubbed Astro's shoulders. “Our super son just might be a gift from heaven.”

Do you mean This~?






And this fanfiction is so awesome!! X3
[ Reminds me of your "Skyfall" one on FF.net! ]

Yes, that's the one! I am sorta mixing "lost in outland" from the 2003 series with "Smallville".

"Tetsuwan Penguin" wrote:Yes, that's the one! I am sorta mixing "lost in outland" from the 2003 series with "Smallville".

Oohh!! Good mix!

This is getting to be fun to write!


From where he was sitting, Jonathan could see his neighbor's green pickup truck bouncing up and down their driveway. Fredrick Ford, who lived about three miles down the two lane state highway was the closest neighbor to the Kent farm. The Ford's and the Kent's had been good friends since they were in high school, and they looked out for each other. As the truck approached the farm house, Jonathan spoke to Astro. “Try and act normal, Clark. I'll introduce you to him.”

Fred parked the truck near the house, got out and walked over to where Astro and Jonathan were sitting. “Hello John!” he said. “I've got the money I owe you.” Fredrick pulled a bank envelope from his shirt pocket and handed it to Mr. Kent. “Go ahead and count it, it's all there.”

Jonathan Kent took the envelope from Fred, and lifted the flap. He pulled out a small stack of one hundred dollar bills and carefully counted them. Kent then replaced all but one of the bills back into the envelope and put it into his back pocket.
“You counted wrong Fred.” he said. “You only owed me 900 bucks, there was 1000 in there.

“I made no mistake, Jonathan.” Fred smiled. “The extra bill was interest on the loan.”

Kent tried to push the 100 dollar bill back into Fred's hand. “I'm not a bank or a loan shark, Fred. I don't charge my best friends interest.”

Fred refused to take back the hundred. “Look John, if you hadn't lent me that money, I'd never have been able to get my crop of oats planted on time. Thank's to you I had a bumper crop ready at just the right time. A week later and the market price would have been a lot lower. I made a lot more profit on that crop thanks to the timing. Thanks to you. My wife thinks there should have been another hundred or two in that envelope. Keep it, it's yours. Take your lovely wife out to dinner at the steak house in town.”

Kent stuffed the extra bill into his shirt pocket. “OK, if you put it that way.” he said.

“Thanks again.” Fred said as he walked back to his truck.

Astro and Jonathan watched Fred drive off. When the neighbor was out of sight, Kent gave a sigh of relief.
“Thank God Fred came though with the money.” He said. “I was hoping I wouldn't have to remind him, though I knew he was good for it when I loaned it to him. Now I can make good on the money I owe the bank.”
Kent turned toward Astro. “Hey Clark, want to ride into town with me? I've got to deposit this money in the bank.”

“Sure, Mr. …, I mean dad.” Astro said.

“While you're in town would you pick me up some embroidery needles and some heavy blue and red thread?” Martha asked.


Astro and Jonathan road into town in silence in the old pickup truck on the two land state highway that ran by the entrance to the Kent farm. For the last few miles the road ran parallel to the railroad tracks that led into town. As they got close to Smallville a passenger train speed past them, heading into town. Astro had a good view of the train as it overtook the truck. He could make out the faces of the passengers looking out the windows, and he saw the face of a pretty girl about his age staring back at him.

As they entered the town, Jonathan pointed out to Astro some of the landmarks. “There is the school house, Clark.” He said. “The new school year starts in a few weeks, I think we should stop by and get you enrolled. It will be good for you to be with other children your own age.”
“I'd like that.” Astro agreed.

They drove past the bank and saw that the street was crowded. “We'll have to park on the side street, I guess.” Jonathan said. He turned the truck off Main Street, and onto Maple Road. Maple was a narrow side street, with ample parking next to a vacant lot.

Over in the bank, a man in dark glasses ran out of the front door with a large pistol in one hand, and a sack of money in the other. He ran toward the street where he had left his car parked with the motor running for a quick getaway. Unfortunately for him, Butch Klide, the town's worst high school juvenile delinquent, had noticed the high powered sports car and decided to take it for a joy ride. The gunman exited the bank just in time to spot his ride roaring down Main Street in a cloud of dust. Realizing that he now needed to find alternate transportation, the bank bandit turned the corner onto Maple Road, and spotted Kent closing the door to his truck.

“Give me the keys to your truck, old man!” the bandit ordered, while brandishing the Magnum 44 revolver in Kent's face. Jonathan stood there frozen in fear, unable to move a muscle. This didn't sit well with the gunman who was in a hurry to be elsewhere.

“I said, hand over those keys, or I'll take them from your cold dead body!” he yelled. Kent was still frozen in terror. The criminal quickly turned his head to make sure that the law wasn't on their way. Astro made use of that moment to advance toward him, putting himself between the gunman and his new dad. Out of the corner of his eye, the bandit saw Astro move, and he instinctively pulled the trigger on the weapon. The semi-automatic gun fired two rounds at point blank range into Astro's chest. The two slugs ricocheted off of him, one nicking the ear of the bank robber.

“You shouldn't have done that!” Astro said, a look of anger glaring in his eyes.

Now it was the criminal who was frozen in terror. Astro yanked the gun quickly from the man's right hand, fracturing two of his fingers in the process. As he did so, the gun discharged one more round which bounced off of Astro's forehead, parting the hair of the robber. Astro squeezed the gun in his hands, folding it into a compact sphere about the size of a baseball. He dropped the mangled weapon at the bandit's feet.

With that, the criminal quickly turned and ran, crashing head first into the Sheriff, who had just arrived on the scene. The lawman quickly cuffed the bandit and stuffed him into the back seat of his police car. All the way back to police HQ, the bank robber was stammering about the 'super boy' who had foiled his getaway. The Sheriff figured he was dealing with a drunk, or a drug addict.

Jonathan quickly recovered from the ordeal, even more amazed at the kid he and his wife had found in the crashed spaceship in the corn field. They deposited the money into the Kent's back account, and then went to the general store to get the sewing supplies that Martha had asked for.

“I don't know what I'm going to tell your mother.” Jonathan said, as they drove back to the farm.

Astro as the 'Boy of Steel'

Astro and Jonathan got home from town just in time to help Martha start preparing dinner. Martha had gotten the blankets that Astro was wrapped up in when they found him from his bedroom, and left them on her seat in the parlor. She put the embroidery needles and thread from the General Store into her sewing basket,and left that on her parlor seat as well.
They had pork chops for dinner, with apple pie for desert. Astro helped Jonathan mend the fence by the road after dinner, they managed to get the repairs finished just before sunset. Martha looked up at the clock and turned to Astro.
“Clark, maybe you should turn in early.” She suggested. “You need to get used to getting up early to help with the chores.”

“Sure, Mom.” Astro said, starting to climb the stairs to his room.

“Oh, leave your clothes in the laundry basket out in the hall. I'm going to start the laundry bright and early tomorrow. You can find clean clothes for tomorrow in the dresser in your room.”

“OK” Astro answered. He climbed the stairs and undressed, putting on the pajamas that Martha had left out for him. He dropped the shirt, jeans and socks he'd worn into the basket outside of his room and closed the door.

Martha waited till she heard the door close before going up the stairs to
retrieve the basket. She picked up the plaid shirt that Clark had been wearing and a strange look crossed her face.
“My!” she said. “Clark is sure hard on clothes. Look there are two holes in this shirt.”

Jonathan looked at his wife and said. “Don't blame Clark, that wasn't his fault.”

Martha stuck her fingers though the garment, examining the torn fabric. “Two clean round holes.” she said. “If I didn't know better, I'd say they were bullet holes.”

“Actually, they are.” Jonathan told his wife. “We had a bit of excitement in town today. I didn't mention it, because I didn't want to excite you.”

“Clark got shot?” Martha cried out. “He didn't seem injured at all.” She held up the shirt and pointed to the holes. “Someone shot like that should be dead!”

“That's the thing.” Jonathan said. “The bullets bounced off of him. Clark seems to be invulnerable to gun fire. It's like he's made of steel or something.”

Up in his room, Astro was confused. He'd been going over the events of the day in his head and didn't understand what was happening to him. He could hear his foster parents talking downstairs quite plainly. Astro held his arms up in front of his face. He looked through them the way he had looked through Jonathan's leg to see that it wasn't broken. Only inside of his own arms he didn't see bone, muscles, veins, arteries and nerves. He saw wires, servos, and universal joints. Astro looked down at his chest and looked within, again using his vision in the X-Ray spectrum. He could see the mechanisms, the wiring and circuits. He felt along his chest and found a sensitive spot, pressing on it a panel opened up and he could reach inside and observe where his power couplings and recharge ports were.

“I'm a robot?” he asked himself. Terrified at the discovery, he ran down the stairs and confronted the Kent's. “Mom, Dad,” he quavered. “What am I?” The panel on his chest was open.

Martha swooned and fainted, catching herself on one of the parlor chairs. Jonathan stared with wide eyes at Astro.
“It all makes sense now.” He said. “Martha, the boy's really a robot. That's why he has these incredible powers. That's why he can't be harmed by gun shots.”

Martha recovered her composure and reached into her sewing basket for a cloth tape measure. “Come here Clark.” she said.
Astro closed his chest panel and walked toward his mother, who took him in her arms and hugged him.
“It's alright son.” she said “I still love you.”

Martha took a step back. “We can't have you revealing what you are in public. No one must know that Clark Kent has these super powers.” She said. “But, you will end up using them to help people, so we need to invent an alternate identity for you.”

Martha took the tape measure and held it up to Astro. She measured him around his waist, around his chest, the length of his instep, and arms. She jotted the information down on a piece of paper.

“What are you doing, dear?” Jonathan asked.

“I'm going to make a costume for him out of the blankets he was wrapped in.” She said. “When Clark needs to use his powers for good, he will wear this costume so he won't be recognized as Clark Kent. He will be known as Super Boy.”

When Astro descended the stairs the next morning he found Martha waiting for him. She was proudly holding up her creation for him to try on. Astro took the hand stitched outfit into the ground floor bathroom, and emerged wearing it. He had on the red boots that he'd worn in the rocket, a tight fitting blue pair of leggings with a red brief, a blue long sleeve shirt with a large red “S” on the front, and a red cape. Except for his original boots, the entire outfit had been fashioned from the blankets he'd been wrapped in.

“From now on Clark, whenever you're called upon to use your abilities for the good of the town, you'll wear this outfit and you'll be known as 'Super Boy' she told him.
Astro looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. He flexed his arm muscles and admired himself.

“That material was very hard to cut,” Martha told him, “I had to use your father's tin shears to cut the patterns out. I guess it's some kind of space age fabric.”

Jonathan Kent walked into the parlor. He had been watching from the kitchen, but now walked closer to his adopted son to get a better look at him.
“You look quite the hero in that outfit, Clark.” He beamed. “Somehow, I think that maybe there was a reason you crash landed here. Maybe it was your destiny to be a hero.”

Astro blushed. “I don't know.” he sighed. “I still can't remember a thing that happened before I work up a few days ago. My memory is still a blank.”
“Well, give it time, son.” Jonathan told him. “It's still only been a few days. Something will eventually spark your memory.”

“I hope so.” Astro said. “There is one thing I do think I remember.”

“What's that, Clark?” Martha asked.

“I will need to be refueled eventually.” Astro said. “I'm a robot and I run on some kind of nuclear fuel. Once my energy runs low I'll shut down like I'm in a coma.”

“I think I know who might be able to help us with that.” Jonathan said. “There is a whiz kid genius in town who's always inventing stuff. It will be a bit tricky getting his help without giving too much away, but we might have to chance it. The kid's name is Lex Luthor, he's not a bad type, bit of a nerd though. Change back into your normal clothes and we'll go into town and register you for school. Then we'll see if we can't feel out master Luthor and see if he can help.”

Oh my word, I'm in love with this story right now! (As well as your other stories!! X3)

Can't wait for the next part!

"Angel of the Stars" wrote:Do you mean This~?






And this fanfiction is so awesome!! X3
[ Reminds me of your "Skyfall" one on FF.net! ]

Pretty good fanfic so far. :3 You are the best writer for Tezuka fanfics on FF.net so far I know.

(Looks at the picture above) What's this? Super-Black Jack and Mega-Pinoko? I've always thought that BJ here was a lot thinner and much less muscular, so he looks pretty silly in that. I can imagine Kei laughing his head off at that outfit. Pinoko looks so cute though! She could be a mini-Supergirl!

The craziest thing in that whole picture though I think is the Batman- . It's hilarious.

Seriously, I'd like to know how that thingy can actually save people or prevent disasters!

He's got Saphire and Pinoko as Wonder Woman. Also note Astro is mirror image, his S is backwards.
I think BlackJack would look better as Batman or even the Green Hornet!

I'd like to clean up that scan (the background is dark), and cut Astro out of it onto a new image all by himself. Then I'd flip it left to right to correct that backward "S", and color it in (red boots, blue pants and shirt, red and yellow "S", red cape). Perfect image for posting this story up on FF.NET later.