If You Were A Vintage Super Hero

[happyfilmluvguy]

Any other SUPER HEROES! out there? The world needs to be saved!

 

[Maj.Nick Danger]

Any other SUPER HEROES! out there? The world needs to be saved!

The Katt. If you've had too many martinis, I will pick you up and drive you home. (And give you a tale to tell your buddies about next week at the office.)
My only weakness is anchovies,...I will do anything for anchovies.

 

[Josephine]

My only weakness is anchovies,...I will do anything for anchovies.

Ooo! Me too! Maybe we could be a duo! Or something...

 

[Diamondback]

There any room for a retired Horseman of the Apocalypse ("Death", specifically) in this mess? lol

 

[Maj.Nick Danger]

Ooo! Me too! Maybe we could be a duo! Or something...

Well, OK. But the job description for "sidekick" includes emptying the litter box. lol

 

[Josephine]

Well, OK. But the job description for "sidekick" includes emptying the litter box. lol

I'm NOT a sidekick! This would be like Cloak and Dagger, or Power Man and Iron Fist or Vision and The Scarlet Witch...

 

[Maj.Nick Danger]

I'm NOT a sidekick! This would be like Cloak and Dagger, or Power Man and Iron Fist or Vision and The Scarlet Witch...

My apologies. Just kidding. Cloak and dagger it is then,...just c,c,c,call me Tyrone. And remember to bring the anchovies.

 

[carebear]

According to an ex- years ago, I'm already a Superhero.

- Matt-man, The Dork Knight -

I've got the Matt-Cave, the Matt-Mobile, the Matt-Cycle, and the Matt-Sled...

Through years of training in the mysterious East I've gained the ability to drink whatever is placed in front of me.

Instead of pithy one liners, I leave my vanquished enemies with bits of esoteric trivia.

 

[Diamondback]

lol

Sounds like you'd do for "Pestilence", Matt--if an effort were made to resurrect the Horsemen, anyway. Anyone around here qualify as "War" or "Famine"?

 

[sweetfrancaise]

According to an ex- years ago, I'm already a Superhero.

- Matt-man, The Dork Knight -

I've got the Matt-Cave, the Matt-Mobile, the Matt-Cycle, and the Matt-Sled...

Through years of training in the mysterious East I've gained the ability to drink whatever is placed in front of me.

Instead of pithy one liners, I leave my vanquished enemies with bits of esoteric trivia.

My dear, I say this without a drop of sarcasm--you are very, very cool. You certainly made me giggle! Batman is my all-time favourite...so I think Matt-man comes in a close second...!

 

[Diamondback]

Seriously, I'd probably be something like a blend of the Shadow (style and stealth) and a 1940's version of the Punisher (weapons), maybe a little Batman (equipment), MacGyver (improvisation skill) and The Equalizer (general attitude) mixed in for flavor.

Point being, I'd be a character relying on wits and brains and technology, one based more in the "real world" than in the Superman/Spiderman end of the spectrum.

And yes, I'd have a Duesenberg for a "street gunship", and maybe a smaller Cord for "sneak-and-peeks". (Heck yes I'm biased, some of my relatives live near the former factory that built both... got a problem with it? lol)

 

[Ecuador Jim]

The Man from Munimula

...that's Aluminum spelled backwards. Me and my robot Gort would travel the galaxy in search of worlds in conflict. Gort would scare the heck out of the local governments, leaving me free to romance the ladies with my vintage space suits. Beware of Plan 9!

 

[lyburnum]

My name would be Astrape after the greek goddess of justice and the ancient greek word for lightening. My powers would be the ability to freeze time with the aid of my Rolleiflex camera, carried around my neck at all times. The moment I click the shutter, the world turns into a 'still' long enough for me to save anyone in need of help within the scene before me. My weakness would be the loss of my camera - should it be taken from me, all my powers are lost. I also throw a mean punch.

My arch enemy is Super 8 - Super 8 has the power to set back in motion any time I have frozen, thus stopping me from getting victims to safety.

My sidekick is my trusty Rolleiflex - my friends are all fellow photography nerds. Each of their camera's would have its own special abilities (a bit like power rangers lol) and our lair would be the darkroom, hidden away at the back of an old university building. The only person to know of our secret lair, is the photography technician from the university, who helps us by fixing our cameras in times of need.

My outfit would look much like the woman in this image by Virgil Finlay:

 

[carter]

Originally Posted by Maj.Nick Danger
My only weakness is anchovies,...I will do anything for anchovies.

Ooo! Me too! Maybe we could be a duo! Or something...

May I suggest...Anchovy Man and Barnacle Girl or Lobster Man and Anchovy Girl or.....


Has anyone else read the Astro City comic book series? Now there are some cool vintage superheroes.

I'm inspired by our friends in the UK.
I'd be known as Tweedman. I'd wear a three-piece heathered brown herringbone suit with appropriate accessories, balmoral boots, a bowler, and a Burberry Trenchcoat. I'd carry an umberella on inclement days and a blackthorn walking stick the rest of the time.

I'd have rather more pockets than normal and they'd all be cleverly concealed by my tailor. These would be the repositories for my gadgets and various potions. My umbrella and walking stick would, of course, double as sword canes as well as having hidden compartments in their handles.

My super power? I would be disarmingly suave and able to lull any villain into a false sense of security. If that did not have the desired result, then I'd fall back on reading the financial times aloud until they passed out from sheer boredom. In a pinch, I'd resort to gadgets and potions, but it would seldom come to that.

My vehicle would be a Morris Minor Traveller.

My favorite meal would be bangers and mash.

My favorite beverage would be Smithwick's Pale Ale on draught.

My favorite castle would be in Ireland. Blarney of course.

 

[$ally]

You're my hero

I'd be a damsel in distress because I have a rescue fetish.

 

[Brian Sheridan]

I'd say I'd pick Doc Savage - fighting crime around the world with his team, the Fabulous Five. The best part would be living on the 86th floor of the Empire State Building.

from Answer.com

Doc Savage, Fictional Adventurer

Born: February 1933
Birthplace: Fiction
Best Known As: Author Lester Dent's "Man of Bronze"

Name at birth: Clark Savage, Jr.

Doc Savage first appeared in 1933, his adventure stories told every month in a magazine. Handsome, tall and tanned -- he was nicknamed the Man of Bronze -- Savage was also a brilliant surgeon with limitless wealth who had a thing about fighting crime and dispensing justice. His main office was in New York's Empire State Building, though he would periodically retreat to his hidden "Fortress of Solitude" to chill out and get even stronger and smarter. He was assisted by five brilliant pals and a female cousin, and they appeared in Doc Savage Magazine until 1949. The stories were redistributed as novels starting in 1964, with the last one published in 1990. In 1975 there was a movie version starring Ron Ely (of TV's Tarzan), and in 1999 rumors circulated that another film version was in the works.

 

[Edward]

Perhaps it's some sort of inferiority complex, but I've never really imagined myself in the hero role. I see myself in more a sort of support-network type position - like all those guys who the Shadow could call in favours from. I'd probably be some sort of academic expert - maybe a librarian - with a whole range of specilist knowledge in fields as diverse as law, ancient mythology, history and clothing. I'd be the one who would spot the trend in the evidence that noone else could see but was glaringly obvious to me (and all else once I identified it), allowing the hero to win the day. Eventually, I would be shockingly (but painlessly) assassinated by the arch villain of the piece, and there would be a whole story arc based on the difficulties caused by my absence, ending with the hero finally finding a suitable replacement. My sidekicks would be two American Ragdoll cats, named Greta and Marlene, who would only come to me and other people whom I could trust. I would stubbornly refuse to trust anyone whom the cats disliked (especially every single female companion that the hero dated - they would of course prefer the sparky reporter-type lady whom the hero was really in love with but never realised). The cats would be okay with the hero - but he would be allergic. This would be how I would expose the arch-villain when he had kidnapped the hero and taken his place in disguise. Not in time to save myself, but in time that Greta and Marlene would get a message to the hero and he would be able to avenge me. Following my death, the hero would take the cats in to live in his mansion where they would make themselves at home and lord it over his dog.

 

[diverguy]

Biff*Bamm*Zwot!

My favs have always been Batman, Captain America and the Phantom. But as for creating my own super-hero...hmmmm...that will take some serious thought. Mainly because I don't look good in tights!!

 

[deadpandiva]

The Silver Sable. I think that was her name. She was introduced in the 40.s and very glamorus.

 

[carter]

Perhaps it's some sort of inferiority complex, but I've never really imagined myself in the hero role. I see myself in more a sort of support-network type position - like all those guys who the Shadow could call in favours from. I'd probably be some sort of academic expert - maybe a librarian - with a whole range of specilist knowledge in fields as diverse as law, ancient mythology, history and clothing. I'd be the one who would spot the trend in the evidence that noone else could see but was glaringly obvious to me (and all else once I identified it), allowing the hero to win the day. Eventually, I would be shockingly (but painlessly) assassinated by the arch villain of the piece, and there would be a whole story arc based on the difficulties caused by my absence, ending with the hero finally finding a suitable replacement. My sidekicks would be two American Ragdoll cats, named Greta and Marlene, who would only come to me and other people whom I could trust. I would stubbornly refuse to trust anyone whom the cats disliked (especially every single female companion that the hero dated - they would of course prefer the sparky reporter-type lady whom the hero was really in love with but never realised). The cats would be okay with the hero - but he would be allergic. This would be how I would expose the arch-villain when he had kidnapped the hero and taken his place in disguise. Not in time to save myself, but in time that Greta and Marlene would get a message to the hero and he would be able to avenge me. Following my death, the hero would take the cats in to live in his mansion where they would make themselves at home and lord it over his dog.

Edward, I think your Librarian would be an ideal shadowy side-kick for Tweedman. Actually the brainpower that gives our rather boring but charismatic hero legitimacy in better circles. Without him, Tweedman, would be just another fancy suit of clothing.

Upon his demise, Tweedman would be hopelessly uninformed and fall into disrepute. Only the emergence of another Librarian would restore Tweedman to his place of eminence among the enemies of evil-doers wherever they appear.

The cats, of course, merely tolerate Tweedman as mere catnip compared to the Librarian.