Arrows Soaked in Blood

I finally had a repartee over the "Red Arrow" moniker when Stephanie Sloan, the bootleg friendly neighborhood vigilante Quasar Bloom, noticed I was interested. I know it sounds weird, but the recurring question in my head went off as how he was called an "Arrow" and not otherwise the "Javelin"; then another case, why would he be called an object and not otherwise a class?

One would find nonsense in my words given I wrote the story, but hear me out. There are some details I've never thought about and they came to haunt my brain of new information, reality and fiction has overlapped─and I was left with the work to trace them all.

If it doesn't make my fervor redundant, then it's all fair.

The "Red" I could digest from his hair and I even call him "red-haired swanky pretty boy" which tends to be mouthful. "Arrow", however, the irritation breaks into my brain, there tinkering my creativity to make a more suitable one.