I think I'm a clone now

SO. I know that Superboy's been in camp before! However, this Superboy is from a completely different universe (Earth-16 officially). THIS IS JUST A HEADS UP DC FOLKS, he will not know you, or he'll know his universe's version.

I'm taking bets on how long until Tim cries.

Your Name/Alias: Wolf
Age: 19

Character: Superboy
Series: Young Justice (TV series)
Character Age: 16 weeks, physically looks to be around 16 years old

Canon: Organized by Batman, Young Justice is a covert operations team, serving as a contrast to the Justice League, under whose authority they function. Comprised of Robin, Aqualad, Kid Flash, Artemis, Miss Martian and Superboy, Young Justice works to accomplish their missions, proving themselves as heroes and dealing with the problems that come with being an adolescent.

Superboy is a clone of the Man of Steel, created by Project Cadmus to replace Superman should he die or to destroy Superman if he goes astray. Having been taught everything he knows through the use of telepathic genomorphs called G-gnomes, there is a lot about the outside world that he has not experienced first hand. Thanks in part to his lack of experience in social settings and Superman’s rebuffs in getting to know him, Superboy acts confrontational to people, even if they are just trying to help him. He angers easily, especially if you touch an issue with him (reading his mind and Superman are pretty high on the list). Overconfident in his abilities when it comes to combat , Superboy often throws himself into situations thinking he can handle it on his own and dislikes it when others make him look weak in any way.

Sample Post:
Hey, you work here? Alright then, look, I don’t care what you were told or who told you it, but let’s just get one thing straight: I don’t need a “camp experience” in my life, whatever that is. Sing-a-longs around the campfire, canoeing, making lanyards? No offense, but I’m not some kind of Boy Scout looking for merit badges, and I don’t want to be one. So, just forget about giving me the orientation tour and just point me in the direction that I need to go to get out of this place.

What... no, I don’t need any kind of brochures. I already told you that I’m not staying here, so don’t try and convince me to. And what kind of brochures are these supposed to be anyway? They talk about classes called “Brains are Pink and Corn is Yellow” and “Days of the Week 101.” Just what do you teach in that class? That today is Friday, tomorrow is Saturday and Sunday comes after that? If I wasn’t already leaving, I’d pass on staying here any longer. Don’t just think you can treat me like I’m some kind of little kid!

And what kind of name is that on the brochures anyway? Camp For the Under Developed, is that supposed to mean something to me?! Well, sorry, it doesn’t. This whole thing is really starting to sound  like some kind of big joke to me, and I’m not laughing.  I’m getting really tired of this and nothing you can say or do will make me stay here any longer than you already made me stay. I’m outta here, and don’t bother with calling your friends either, I can find my own way home. No, I mean it, don’t call them.

… Are they really purple gorillas?

Look, if you really want to do something, then... just get away. Now. I can handle things just fine on my own. Really. I mean it, back off --Hey! When I say back off, that doesn’t that you should come closer, and that definitely doesn’t mean that you can just grab me! … Didn’t like that punch much, did you? Oh, so you’re calling in for more friends, huh? It doesn’t matter how many of you there are, I can take you all on!

You’re so not going to feel the aster after this.

IN at 93% (40/3)