Summary
I always imagined what life would be like as a hero. I’d probably be pretty popular. I’d want a cool looking costume, too, and a cool nickname. The nickname is what really sells it. I’m not sure what I’d do for a gag, though. You have the guy with the corny hero speeches, the emo guy, the really dependable guy, and the guy who’s just hot. I’m not any of those.
I’m not in a position to think about that, though. Not with this annoying creature in my head and every scientist in the city trying to dissect me.
Hey, I saved your life. I’m the one who gave you powers too, so you can actually be one of those heroes you love so much. Be grateful.
I saved your life too, so that makes us even, but if I knew these powers made my body weird every time I use them I would’ve taken my chances alone in the ring world.
It’s not weird, it’s cute! Alsolookoutontheleft.
I’m a guy, I don’t want to be cu- what about my left?
I ducked down as the concrete wall to the left of where my head exploded. Guess it’s time to run again.