On more than one occasion I’ve found myself thinking about super heroes and villains. What would be my super power if I had one, and would that power be better suited to the hero or the villain?
I tend to think that physical attributes better befit heroes where mental ones are more at home with villainy. That’s not a hard and fast rule, of course both sides of the coin need to have bounty in both brains and brawn, but I see it as a trend.
Here are a few character’s I’ve assembled using the method.
Case number one:
Years of playing the trombone have left The Mr with the ability pick out the bass line in any song he hears. Now, imagine that he’s nurtured that ability to the point where he’s constantly picking up a bass hook in the everyday sounds of life. Take it one step further and each thump of the bass becomes a blow. Now you’ve got your self a villain. I call him Bass Clef.
Oh, sure he could be a hero. You could get all Dumbledore on me with talk of choice vs. ability but I’m going to skip the debate and name this one a villain just because I think it makes a cooler villain power.
When dealing in the day to day of petty crimes, Bass Clef pulls from that underlying rhythm of life we talked about to supply the muscle behind his will. For big heists though, he’s been known to hire a few shady musicians (not your regular henchmen) to come along and lay down a beat his villainy can jive to.
Case number two:
Recently I’ve been enduring the joy of postpartum hair loss. There’s a patch above my left temple, about one inch in diameter, that looks like I shaved it. (I didn’t)
Last week as I cleaned the mesh drain guard in my shower (what could pass for a month’s build-up of hair was collected in the space of a single shampoo) I thought about what kind of super power this could shape up to be.
Postpartum Woman has taken her ability to waken instantly from deepest slumber at her infant’s first coo of discontent and broadened it to apply to any cry of distress. When she picks up such a signal, she speeds in her tricked out station wagon* to the crime scene.
Her tag line is: “Postpartum woman-Single headedly clogging the drain of villainy,”
What would your super power be? Are you a hero or a villain? Maybe we can all get together and wite ourselves a comic book.
*Earlier today I saw an amazing Chevy Malibu wagon. Probably mid-sixties, all gleaming turquoise paint job and shiny chrome. I’ve never been more impressed at the sight of a stay-wag.