((As requested by some people, I'm posting the story I've been writing on the RO forums here, it's in journal format so it'll be over several posts))
I sit on a roof in Skyway, watching the sunrise. As I sit here in the predawn light I contemplate and meditate on various things. Today I'm thinking about the nature of Heroism and Villainy.
Why is it that the good guys always come out ahead? The simple answer is that we don't, of course...Thousands, tens of thousands of heroes go out on missions every day across the world, and despite our technology and our doctors many never come back, too many.
It's not that that simple though, because we DO win much more often then by all rights we should. The law of averages seems skewed toward the good guys.
I think the reason has to do with the fundemental difference between heroes and villains. When you get down to it, the heart of the matter, the fundemental equation is that evil is selfish. Evil is, or can be, a great many other things of course but that's the heart of it. Evil=Selfishness.
Not that heroes can't be selfish too, of course. We're all human(or alien or robotic or what have you) we're not perfect. But we all choose the life of a hero..we choose to protect something besides ourselves. And in the middle of a fight that's dragged on for hours and hours, and you're wounded and exhausted, THAT'S what makes you get back up and throw yourself back into the fight. To protect something.
While the badguys selfishness means that they won't get back up if it hurts too much, and they just want it to stop.
"YO! HYPER! Get your Frozen rear in gear!" I winced, that bellow is from my sometime partner and lifetime annoyance, my brother. He somehow picked up an artifact that can boost his voice to truly painful levels. wihch is how I can hear him clearly at the top of a building when he's at street level.
Half a mile away.
Oh yes, I'm Hyperchill. Unlike most, if not all, other heroes I have no idea where my powers came from. No geneticist has ever been able to discover any mutation to allow me to do what I can do, nor has any of MAGI been able to detect any magic around me. And I certainly have no devices to allow me to have these powers.
"The council isn't going to move out of Striga on their own! get moving ya Pinhead!"
I sighed, signaled that I was on my way and walked toward the edge of the building. That last comment was a reference to the Supergroup I signed up with, the Pinball Wizards. We're a mixed bunch but we all have one thing in common. All of us have varying degrees of powers that allows to manipulate potential. We can seriously decrease the potential speed of something, and enhance our own for example.
I leapt off the top of the builing and fell toward the ground, I felt the air rush past me as I fell faster, and faster. Right before I hit the ground I pulled myself out of the dive and now most of the speed from the fall was now going to flying toward Talos Island. As I flew through the section of the city I put one of my powers into use, I drained some potential speed from a troll trying to flee from a scrapper and used it to enhance my flight.
((As requested by some people, I'm posting the story I've been writing on the RO forums here, it's in journal format so it'll be over several posts))
I sit on a roof in Skyway, watching the sunrise. As I sit here in the predawn light I contemplate and meditate on various things. Today I'm thinking about the nature of Heroism and Villainy.
Why is it that the good guys always come out ahead? The simple answer is that we don't, of course...Thousands, tens of thousands of heroes go out on missions every day across the world, and despite our technology and our doctors many never come back, too many.
It's not that that simple though, because we DO win much more often then by all rights we should. The law of averages seems skewed toward the good guys.
I think the reason has to do with the fundemental difference between heroes and villains. When you get down to it, the heart of the matter, the fundemental equation is that evil is selfish. Evil is, or can be, a great many other things of course but that's the heart of it. Evil=Selfishness.
Not that heroes can't be selfish too, of course. We're all human(or alien or robotic or what have you) we're not perfect. But we all choose the life of a hero..we choose to protect something besides ourselves. And in the middle of a fight that's dragged on for hours and hours, and you're wounded and exhausted, THAT'S what makes you get back up and throw yourself back into the fight. To protect something.
While the badguys selfishness means that they won't get back up if it hurts too much, and they just want it to stop.
"YO! HYPER! Get your Frozen rear in gear!" I winced, that bellow is from my sometime partner and lifetime annoyance, my brother. He somehow picked up an artifact that can boost his voice to truly painful levels. wihch is how I can hear him clearly at the top of a building when he's at street level.
Half a mile away.
Oh yes, I'm Hyperchill. Unlike most, if not all, other heroes I have no idea where my powers came from. No geneticist has ever been able to discover any mutation to allow me to do what I can do, nor has any of MAGI been able to detect any magic around me. And I certainly have no devices to allow me to have these powers.
"The council isn't going to move out of Striga on their own! get moving ya Pinhead!"
I sighed, signaled that I was on my way and walked toward the edge of the building. That last comment was a reference to the Supergroup I signed up with, the Pinball Wizards. We're a mixed bunch but we all have one thing in common. All of us have varying degrees of powers that allows to manipulate potential. We can seriously decrease the potential speed of something, and enhance our own for example.
I leapt off the top of the builing and fell toward the ground, I felt the air rush past me as I fell faster, and faster. Right before I hit the ground I pulled myself out of the dive and now most of the speed from the fall was now going to flying toward Talos Island. As I flew through the section of the city I put one of my powers into use, I drained some potential speed from a troll trying to flee from a scrapper and used it to enhance my flight.
It's time to do some hero work again.