Dark Ghost Hero Blog

FIRST ENTRY - Ah, Galaxy City

 

Beat wave after wave of petty Hellion scum into submission.  I own the streets!  Yes!  I made a clean sweep of Constellation Row.  They trembled at the name Dark Ghost (which I made sure to mention at each serving of head-bashing justice!)  I rule! 

 

 

Talked to Miss Liberty for a half hour.  She's cool.  I'm totally her type.  But, you know, the life of a superhero leaves little room for romantic relationships.  Yeah, it's too bad really. I lead a hard life.

 

 

Saw a blimp today...  Could be evil.  Haven’t decided.

 

 

Through my contact, Prince...Something-something, I prevented a Skull incursion into Galaxy City.  They were trying to manufacturing of their street drug superdine and sell it to the kids.  The last thing we need is this place turning into another crap-hole dive like Kings Row!  So, now that Galaxy City is a bit safer, where am I off to now?  Kings Row!

 

 

New setting, New Hero

 

Kings Row.  Man, my asthma is really acting up.  Could this place smell more any more like cigarrettes?  Checking in with my new contact, the reporter Juan Jimin…whatever.  I'm going to be putting further heat under the metaphoric tooshies of those damn dirty Skulls.  He wants to take "special" pictures of me when we get some time alone.  Hmmm, having a photographer for a contact is starting to pay off.  I gotta get my image out there and let everyone know Dark Ghost is on the prowl!  Yes!

 

 

I hit on this hot super-chick (and I mean that in more ways than one) called Red Blaze.  She was totally into me, but I had to take off.  Crime waits for no one!  Yeah, it’s my gift ... but it’s also my curse.

 

 

Me ... a team player?

 

So the Freedom Squad higher-ups are telling me that they’ll soon be partering me with two other heroes.  Good.  The reason I got into this group (after being rejected by a couple other organizations...) was to pool together wth other superheroes.  Yeah, I’m really liking the vibe that’s going on here.  Hopefully they’ll be a sexy chick, and maybe some robot that can heal me.  Yeah, that’d be sweet.

 

Met this chick who turned out to be evil.  Yeah, she seduced me and stole a part of my soul.  Woke up in a ditch the next morning.  I wonder if she's free on Friday? 

 

 

Don’t they know who I am?

 

Right, so I met my first “team mate.”  Christ, he looks like a friggin’ dork!  “Freedom Man” huh?  First I thought it was a practical joke, so I started laughing.  Then a serious and confirming nod from Pegasus told me this was no joke, atleast not intentionally.  And he won’t stop yappin’!  They pulled him right out of comic book!  A bad cancelled comic book!

 

Fine, whatever.  But when the fists are flying, and the bones breakin’, he better still be there.  When evil unleashes it’s unholy arsenal of pain (on me), and the teeth are soaring through the air, if he can walk the walk (‘cause he certainly talks the talk, and talks and talks...) then that’s all I care about.  He can be dressed up like the friggin’ Trix Rabbit for all I care as long he delivers on the battlefield.  Because that’s what it is, a battle against good and evil. 

 

I’m tempted to quote a Dirty Harry movie where he gets stuck with a rookie partner he doesn’t want.  He eventually befriends him ... but of course he also eventually gets killed.  I just don’t remember exactly how the quote goes.