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I've an idea for an experiment.
You see, I love superhero comics. And yet, most of them are terrible. I gave up on ever being able to make good comics myself a long time ago, but I still get Ideas.
Inspired by Project Rooftop, my idea is this - give me an idea for a superhero, and I'll try to come up with a costume design. Anyone who wants to is welcome to join in and upstage me with their own design, too, of course.
My rough idea is that I want superhero outfits that are heroic, and, well, superhero outfits, and yet, are practical and realistic to an extent. No gravity women fighting crime in high heels and spandex without so much as a sports bra (especially with the inevitable comic book large breasts). Real bodies - Cyclops is often referred to as "Slim Summers", but most artists have him drawn nearly as muscley as Colossus. Don't get me started on how Magneto keeps those pulsating pectorals in his 70s.
So, give me ideas for a hero. Let's start with a woman, since women tend to end up badly in comics, and don't always get the most reasonable outfits, even if the writer tries.
Name? Powers? Origin story? There's no reason to put the character in the DC or Marvel universe. Throw me ideas!
And hey, if this works out, maybe I'll have more ammunition for my November microfics.
You see, I love superhero comics. And yet, most of them are terrible. I gave up on ever being able to make good comics myself a long time ago, but I still get Ideas.
Inspired by Project Rooftop, my idea is this - give me an idea for a superhero, and I'll try to come up with a costume design. Anyone who wants to is welcome to join in and upstage me with their own design, too, of course.
My rough idea is that I want superhero outfits that are heroic, and, well, superhero outfits, and yet, are practical and realistic to an extent. No gravity women fighting crime in high heels and spandex without so much as a sports bra (especially with the inevitable comic book large breasts). Real bodies - Cyclops is often referred to as "Slim Summers", but most artists have him drawn nearly as muscley as Colossus. Don't get me started on how Magneto keeps those pulsating pectorals in his 70s.
So, give me ideas for a hero. Let's start with a woman, since women tend to end up badly in comics, and don't always get the most reasonable outfits, even if the writer tries.
Name? Powers? Origin story? There's no reason to put the character in the DC or Marvel universe. Throw me ideas!
And hey, if this works out, maybe I'll have more ammunition for my November microfics.
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"—ofabitch!" The recruitment officer stood up fast enough to slam his wheeled chair into the wall, his face rapidly turning beet red. "Christ, boy, what the hell was that?"
"Didn't ah turn blue?"
"Blue?! Fuck yeah it was blue. The whole goddamn room lit up!" The sarcasm was completely gone, the man's face slack with astonishment. JJ tried not to enjoy it too much.
"That's just what happens when ah stay put. People say they can hardly see me when ah run."
That wasn't strictly true. A brisk walk seemed to do the trick. JJ had avoided any actual running since he had accidentally destroyed the paved running track during the national track and field trials. They told him that everyone's hearing had eventually returned. More or less.
"Uh. Uh. Ah should – I mean I should – um. You stay here, I'm going to – I'm going to go –" The man left the room at considerably more than a brisk walk.
After the first five minutes, JJ went and sat down behind the desk. It was the only chair in the room. His nap had left him too well-rested to doze, so he contented himself with just putting his feet up. Waiting was one thing his speed couldn't help with.
"Shoulda brought a book."
JJ didn't own a watch, and there was no clock in the very spartan office. He knew because he had time to go through every item in the room, including the locked cabinets. Even without speeding up. Twice. He found nothing of interest, not even an army manual. He'd read all of his father's many times, but knew they were all long out of date.
His feet back on the desk, he was seriously contemplating another (real-time) nap when the door finally began to open.
The red-faced recruitment officer held it open for a third man, someone JJ had never seen before. The officer took in the rapidly spinning chair and then the prospective recruit on the other side of the room, but forebade to comment.
The new guy didn't look military. He looked like a banker. He shot the cuffs on his expensive suit and offered a well-manicured hand.
"Mr. McPhail. I'd like to apologize for your trouble. Let me get right to the point. The truth is, none of the armed forces can legally recruit you at your current age. However, there may be other options for an individual with your...talents. Would you be willing to submit to a few simple tests? My organization has a secure facility nearby."
JJ looked from one man to another. It occurred to him that the recruitment officer wasn't just flustered, he was actually pretty badly sunburned. There was a sharp white line beginning behind his ear. Weird.
He took the offered hand and shook it firmly. "Ah reckon ah could do that. What did you say your name was?"
The man smiled, at least with the lower half of his face. "I didn't. If you could just follow me."
The nameless man scooped up JJ's file and left without a backward look, the recruitment officer hurrying to get the door again. JJ nodded at him in passing.
"Thanks for being so patient with me, sir. Ah'd appreciate it next time if you wouldn't cuss so much, though. And you really oughtta put something on that burn afore it blisters."
The line behind the soldier's ears became noticeably less distinct.
To his credit, the swearing didn't start until they were almost out of the building. But he was going hard and strong as JJ reached the exit.
A real blue streak.
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You could ask Corbet for Jinx, although she already has a pretty specific design...
~r
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