Funny thing about super powers, they always go to the other guy. You may be the most enthu candidate for the job willing to take up the whole saving-the-day business in full earnest, but it will always be the bloke from the doomed planet or the dud of a scientist carrying out an experiment in the middle of a god forsaken desert or a stupid, stupid teeny bopper who goes and gets himself bitten by a radio active spider who gets the super powers. And then they have to make it sound like a 'burden' by using words like guilt and responsibility. Show offs!!
The order of things in the universe being what it is, it is not the
easiest of tasks for a Capricornian to shed his shell and take up a
name and a ... self, alien to what he is native to. But it is for those
very same reasons that a Capri must take up this identity. The need for
an outlet makes itself felt every now and then.
Beginning
then, the vision I have of this warped world. Of things straight and
otherwise because no one chooses to look at them when upside down. And
don't tell me you never are upside down. I refuse to believe that.