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I kind of want to write a lengthy and dramatic fanfic about this now ._.
It has potential okay
Superman has lost his powers multiple times. He was still a kick-ass reporter and a hero who was willing to risk his life to help others.
If he lost his powers permanently, he’d adjust. And he’d likely go to Batman and, yes, Wonder Woman to train him to be a hero as a human.
Wonder Woman is awesome. No need to shit on Superman to make that point. :)
Remember the last time he lost his powers it was pretty much a ton of stories with him going “What would Lois do?” and then he did it. I think that is pretty much his motto for those times. WWLD?
Agreement with the last two comments. Largely being based on Smallville (as I have much more knowledge about that storyline than any other) Clark loses his powers several times during the series. And you know what? He still does the same exact thing, throwing himself into a dangerous situation, not caring that he is now very vulnerable. And many times his doing that has led him to potentially (or kinda actually) fatal consequences, at which point he usually gets his powers back haha. I was watching the season 8 premiere last night and when Clark is powerless and dying with an arrow with his chest, Chloe goes to save him with her healing power. Clark is on the floor bleeding to death- and telling Chloe not to do it because it could put her own life in danger. Superman isn’t a hero because he has powers. Superman is a hero because he is Clark Kent. Superpowered or not, he still pursues what is right and just.
Reblogged for the commentary. I love Wonder Woman. Bruce Wayne is the mask Batman wears. But Superman isn’t super because he’s from Krypton, he’s super because he’s CLARK KENT.
Work in progress. Pencils and vector, awaiting approval before detail tweaking. Gloppy.
Although I have to point out that there was a piece of speculative science fiction called The Blazing World published by one Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle-upon-Tyne in 1666, slightly predating Mary Shelley.
Save the bees. It’s kind of important.
Electra From Short Stories and Oddities (kindle)
Mom dragged me to a tiny dustbowl town when I was fifteen. Far away from drugs and violence, sex and violence, and civility and culture. There were 600 youths in the high school, which had the appearance of a five-year old’s building block construction project. It had been added on to about once a decade since forever and the last paint job was two additions ago.
My first week was a blur of crossed hallways, wrong classes, and loneliness. In the city, I had friends at a school with properly planned halls and a forward thinking numbering system for the classrooms. These country bumpkins couldn’t tell their mothers from their sisters.
I suffered the drawling instructors through the second week before I cracked. I ditched out of Math, worming out of a high window in the restroom, then crawled through the shrubs until I came to the windowless length of a connecting hallway.
I walked quickly, preparing some lame “new kid” excuse regarding labyrinthine halls and an attempt to circumvent the confusion by venturing outdoors to get back to the main office. My careful plotting was interrupted when a voice hissed.
“Get over here!” Then, “yeah, you!” it said as I peered around. Ahead was a bejeweled hand waving urgently for me to attend them in a peculiar alcove formed by the competing architectures.
There, in the shadows, was the most positively wondrous being. Vulpine eyes, a la heroin chic, plump lips with delicate hoops through the lower. Her head, shaved at the sides, sported a lime-green attempt at dreadlocks.
by Bryan Todd
Gotta love those who can work their letters
Serial number one of “Cara” (working title) has reached the end of the rough draft phase and has been provided to a few select alpha readers!
The next step, once changes are made, will be to send it out for beta and editing, target date February 28th!
Night-terrors plague young Cara Starke. At the insistence of her Aunt Jane, she schedules an initial check-up at Saint John’s Hospital.
A week later, on the day of the appointment, a man shows up with her briefcase… except Cara does not own a briefcase. Leaving the man with her grandfatherly neighbor, Cara leaves for the hospital with aunt. Little does she realize, her entire world is about to shatter.
Accompanied by an array of personalities, Cara will embark on an epic journey across oceans, through the mind, and into her own heart.
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