Fri 2 Jan 2009
After having read this story when it was linked from Unfogged earlier this week I have been unable to stop talking about the idea of real-life superheroes. Back in the day, Aaron used to run a group story project thing and in it were a few “normal guy superheroes.” Eventually, if I recall correctly, those of us who wrote some of them threw in the concept of there being a sort of combination farm league and trade union made up of all the Normal Guy Superheroes – Flash Gordon, for instance, or Ash from the Evil Dead movies.
At any rate, the more I talk about this idea that real people decide to put on a costume and go bust crackhouses or whatever – becoming, as I said to The Boyf, the middle ground between the saying “be the change you want to see in the world” and Katmandu’s fabulous “be the trouble you want to see in the world” t-shirt – the more obsessed I become with what Durham’s local superhero would be like if we had one.
The way I figure, she or he would pretty much have to go by the monicker “The Bull’s-Eye.” Given our architecture and the general Faded Glory/Urban Decay prom theme we have going downtown, she or he would need to be one of the trench-coated, goggled, fedora-wearing types. The calling card would be the obvious emblem of a bull’s-eye. They would need to be more a criminologist than a ruffian. Durham would happily play home to a Batman or a Golden Age Sandman but not so much a Superman or The Flash. They would be the detective type, collecting evidence and leaving bundled baddies on the steps of the police station.
Now that I think about it, that actually happens in The Dark Knight, doesn’t it? See, that’s what I’m talking about.
Such trains of thought naturally lead me to wonder what would result if this were to happen in the World of Darkness version of the Triangle inhabited by more than one of my group’s tabletop games over the years. Were Withrow to encounter the Bull’s-Eye running around Durham he would be so horribly miffed. What the hell does some crazy mortal mean, claiming to be a superhero? Withrow is supposed to be the brooding superhero, don’t they know that? It would be amusing.
Thus, I may have found the topic for next – I mean, this – year’s NaNoWriMo or, even better, this year’s Script Frenzy.