The Brain and The Superheroes

Well as I’m sure you are all aware at this point, my brain is one odd mother fucker. I start thinking on something and then bam, it gets stuck up there, rolling around and sucking up what little thinking power I have! I already told ya’ll all about the apocolypse shit, which had been doing the same thing. But recently? Its been all about the superpowers baby.

I dunno why, but superpowers and getting them have always been something that has fascinated me. I mean hell, why wouldn’t it? Just waking up one day and -bam- you could fly. Or turn invisable, or have super strength. Or whatever the hell your ideal power is. Actually, why don’t you go ahead and tell me, eh? I’ll tell you mine if you promise to tell me yours.

I trust that you will, so here goes. My ideal, and sadly I’ve thought this a lot, would have to be the ability to Teleport, instantly, as far as I want. Yes, like Jumper (shitty movie, cool idea). Hell, think about it, if you could teleport anywhere, anytime, what other power could beat that?  Now it would have to be a specific sort, of course. You’d want to be able to talk people/things with you when you go, or else it wouldn’t be much damn fun at all.

And hell, when you’re telling me what you would want, go ahead and tell me what you’d do with it too. Cause thats the other question there, would you be a Hero or a Villian? Me? Fucked if I know. I do know the temptation to steal just about anything in the world would be fucking huge. And don’t tell me it wouldn’t, cause you know you’d be thinking about popping into fort knox for some handy little gold bars.