About Me

ABOUT ME:
I'm the second born in a family of superheros, but the very last out of all 12 to have acquired any powers: As of 2005, I discovered I have the ability to heal instantly, as well as heal others via a kiss or tears. More recently, I've also discovered I have unpredictable adrenaline-based teleportation.
I am the semi-leader of a semi-group of alien friends called The Mythical Gang. The only humans in my E.T club are myself, my ex-arch enemy Lavender, and Pegasus. We've raised 7 genetically-enhanced child experiments, and are still making new friends with new super-kids. Together we get into all kinds of trouble; meeting big-name super heros and villains along the way!

And with that recipe for disaster, you know this blog is gonna be fun!

Friday, March 13, 2015

What's in a Super Name?

Superman, Spider-man, Iron Man, Batman, Wonder Woman, ect.
Despite the different wording and unique abilities of all these people, these names are each and every one basically the same thing: (Adjective/Object/Animal) and (Gender).

Thus is the curse of the media.

From the dawn of the super-powered era, most super names are given by the media, based on what your super powers, what your super-suit looks like, and what your gender is. For intense, the media knows me simply as: "Blue Girl" because for the longest time I was a powerless kid running around in a blue outfit. 

Despite the fact I had already chosen a name for myself under difficult circumstances, I didn't get a chance to sit down and talk to news reporters about it, thus for the longest time every citizen, super villain, and even my fellow heroes knew me as "Blue Girl" or "Blueberry".. For some people, I still haven't shaken it.

The subject of this post is the blunt stupidity of that stigma. It is the epitome of  judging a book by the cover. Here is a famous example of what we would be called if we all thought like the media and named ourselves after the obvious:


I would be Black&White Striped Couch Arm.
....Sooooo not happening..

Lloyd Out!