Stupid Audio Trainwreck Episode 3!

Back because nobody demanded it The Stupid Audio Trainwreck! This episode we try to get caught up on all the stuff I missed due to getting Whooping Cough! Working retail is a cesspool of germs. I talk everything I missed from 2/22-3/15 which includes blog updates and comic reviews over at Comic Bastards.

I talk about meeting creator Irwin Hasen who sadly passed away recently. Dan 'The Man' Local Legend Jurgens. And Tony S. Daniel. As well my experience getting art from two others. See how many times I mispronounce names!

Finally, I do a quick If I Made It about Gotham instead of the 40 minute monstrosity I originally made.

It's raw, it's unedited and it's entirely lacking in professionalism!

Music:
Face it Tiger - The Mary Janes (or Married With Sea Monsters)
Threshold - Sex Bob-omb
Batdance - Prince
Scott Pilgrim Anthem - Anamanaguchi

50 Shades of MODOK (redux)

I took another run at 50 Shades of MODOK for our friends at Comic Bastards.  Thanks to them for hosting it and thanks to my friend DJ for helping record it and making it better.

Stupid Audio Trainwreck ep 2

The second episode comes screaming at you from the depths of obscurity! This episode I talk about what went up on my blog (Top Tenth: Grim and Gritty A-holes, Iron Man/Captain America: Heroes United). I mention what I reviewed over at Comic Bastards: Abe Sapien #20, Frank Thorne's Red Sonja art book, Creepy vol. 21, GI Joe #5, Legenderry Red Sonja #1, Q2 #5, Art of Army of Darkness, Flash 1.13, Agent Carter 1.6

Then I talk about If I Made It: Superman's New Power!

Music:
Sunshine Superman - Donovan, Sunshine Superman, 1966
Kryptonite - 2 Doors Down, The Better Life 2000
Superman - Bush, Golden State, 2001

Fancy Deadpool's Stupid Audio Trainwreck episode 1

My first attempt at a podcast!

The inaugural podcast of Hung Up On Superheroes! I talk about me! The blog! Plans for the blog! My reviews for Comic Bastards (Legenderry Vampirella #1, Jungle Jim #1, White Queen #1, Shaft #3, X-O Manowar #33, Goon #50, Postal #1, Army of Darkness: Ash In Space #3, Squirrel Girl #2, Superman #38, Flash 1.12, Agent Carter 1.5)! Then I tear apart White Queen #1!

Featured Music:
Ego, The Living Planet - Monster Magnet
Hero - Childish Gambino
Joker's Wild - The Ventures

Fancy Deadpool Barely Remembers - The Prestige

Something different for this week, my first video review!  I, once again, have found myself with more time on my hands so I thought I'd start doing stuff for the blog again.  Hopefully that will mean more reviews, including more video stuff.

I also have a YouTube channel now with some of the small editing projects I've posted here in the past and you can check that out here:

Fancy Deadpool's Stupid Video Comic Tramp Shack

Honored One-Hundred: Chapter 4

Chapter 4

  Ninety-nine people were gathered in front of him, the man now named Grandfather. To his left was his colleague Grandmother, to her left Mother and to his right Father. Their identities wiped clean from their respective countries of origin. Ever since they discovered Virtue, the Symbiote and the Parasite their lives haven’t been the same. Now they stood before ninety-nine candidates to deliver the welcome speech knowing that already one of them died due to exposure to Virtue. She died weeks ago when she volunteered to be first, she was supposed to be the big reveal of this speech, the shining example of what they could do. They had an idea of the effects of Virtue by working with test subjects using small amounts. The memory loss, the random power manifestation and the burning painful death that was all too possible. However now they were about to make it real and they couldn’t show weakness in front of this group.

  Grandfather wore a bright cream colored suit with a pink shirt to try and appear welcoming. It contrasted with his mocha colored skin but provided a striking figure nonetheless. He ran a hand through his curly salt and pepper hair before scratching his matching colored moustache. Grandfather looked out across these ninety-nine people, smiled warmly, a smile that would become famous among the Honored, and cleared his throat before talking.

Christina Perri is a Puny Human

The Honored One-Hundred: Chapter 3

Chapter 3

  Brace sat in the former mayor’s office in the overstuffed, plush leather chair and looked out the large window overlooking the city as he considered the revitalization of Waukegan. A day had passed since Brace “retired” the former Senator of Illinois and the former mayor of Waukegan. He sat there awaiting the machines from fellow Honored The Futurist. The Futurist was almost solely responsible for the great strides in technology as well as the massive reforms that the technology allowed. Soon the reformation machines would dot the horizon as they ate the wall and knocked down the fence reclaiming the materials for future use. Then the people would be moved around so that blocks could be demolished and rebuilt to allow for the new housing that every citizen was entitled to. As that happened the mag trains would be installed providing free public transportation while the harbors were built to allow trade. With the technology available to him this could be accomplished in a matter of a few months rather than years.

The Honored One-Hundred: Chapter 2

5 years after the fall of the democracy

                Two gentlemen sit in the kitchen of a tiny apartment.  The apartment overlooks the disheveled courtyard of the massive housing project the two men live in, the highlight of which is a dead tree inside the dirty stone ring of a dried out fountain.  The grass is patchy and dying made all the worse by the dark clouds and when added to the dark brown brick façade of the high rise apartment it created a monochrome world.  There wasn’t much point in gathering in the pea green and mustard yellow kitchen and looking outside but it was a habit these two men indulged while they waited.

                

                “Jinx, what are we doing here?” Finally one of them said raising his head off his hand, taking his thick frame glasses off his prominent nose and rubbing his eyes.

                

                “We’re waiting for the bus Bug.” The other replied his head leaning on his closed fist.

                

                “I mean with our lives Jinx.”  Bug said exasperated, it was a conversation they’ve had many times since the fence went up.

                

                “God damn it…” Jinx said with a sigh before running his hands through his red hair.

                

                “I mean, why didn’t we join up with Brace when we had the chance?” Bug asked leaning back his lean frame in his yellow, shabby kitchen chair.

                

The Honored One-Hundred: Chapter One

       “This is an emergency broadcast, we now take you the President of the United States.”

            

        The screen with the Presidential Seal gave way to a view inside the Oval Office.  It was dark and the lone light shown down on the Presidents and it took a moment for the audience to recognize him under the bloody and bruised face.  The President sniffed a trickle of blood back into his nose and adjusted his rumpled tie.  His suit was dirty and damaged, several fingers were clearly broken.  He fixed his posture and trained his non-swollen eye on the camera.  A shadow stood behind him and the perspective made it obvious the President was on his knees.

            

         “My fellow Americans,” he composed himself and spoke “…my fellow American’s… I am… proud… to announce my resignation.” His voice was strained and hoarse as he clearly read from a prompter.

            

          The words struck a note of panic in everyone watching.

  

          “As of this moment… I am resigning my post… as The President as well as title of Commander and Chief of the United States of America… and am turning over all rights, powers… and responsibilities to Master Sargent Lane Wells… also known by the codename “Brace” from the Honored One-Hundred.”

            A black gloved hand reached from the shadows and grabbed the top of the President’s head.  As it squeezed blood began to run from each place where a finger grasped.  Finally blood trickled from the eyes and nose of President before a loud cracking was heard and the President fell limp to the side.  The shadow shook the blood off his hand, stepped over the body of the fallen President and grasped the camera lifting it to so he could look directly into it.  The camera showed a short blonde crew cut and the black and yellow stripped eyes of an Honored One.  He was clean shaven and square jawed.

            “I am Brace of the Honored One Hundred and I am now the head of the United States of America.  Tomorrow I will dismantle the three branches of the government.  All members of the central government will submit to interviews to determine usefulness, continued employment and reassignment.  I will then tour the country and revise all government structures.  Make no mistake, you are not living in a democracy anymore, you are now living under a benevolent dictatorship.  There will be changes and there will be progress.  Anyone who obstructs progress will be removed, forcefully, if needed.  I welcome any challenges to my authority.”

            He paused and stared intensely into the camera as if he were making eye contact with every person watching at home.

            “Let this be a warning to the heads of all other nations.  If you prove unable to handle the responsibility of running a nation that privilege will be taken from you and I will take on the burden of running your nation correctly.”

            He dropped the camera and as it hit the ground the feed cut off and the Seal of the President was shown again.  The high pitched beep was all that lingered for several minutes before the regular programming resumed.

Happy Fantastic Fourth of July!

  I threw this together because it's something I've been meaning to do and today's a holiday for me so I've got the time.  It's pretty much all the Doom scenes from the Corman Fantastic Four.  It's 14 minutes long.  I haven't even watched the final product.  I did the grabs, linked the files in Vegas and posted it.  From what little I did watch it's terrible.  So happy 4th...enjoy?

Batman hates Bieber