I’m a real super hero

I used to send ideas to a comic publisher. He sometimes sent back empty envelopes. Kids used to nickname me after super heroes. I was born blond. Extremely attractive. Very funny. Massively strong. Amazing marksman. Great gymnast. Fast sprinter. A ripped 285 pounds. Bench pressed over 640 pounds. Squatted over 700. Slammed. People often called me a ninja because I would do these movie like flips and moves with two swords. I was also an amazing marksman while using two side weapons at once. Great with any weapon. Did everything equally well with both hands. I had these ninja outfits. I liked to wear red. So I even had a red ninja outfit. I still have old drawings before I mailed in this idea to the comic publisher. Once you mailed them an idea it became theres. I decided since everyone thought I was a real life super hero, why not be one in the comics? Only problem was I’m a really nice person, and highly intelligent. Although I really have saved lives, and fought multiple opponents to save others. So why not have the comic version of me leave another universe and enter that comics universe? Run a limited series. Have the character escape the comics into our world. I really do seem to have 3 voices in my head. As attractive and athletic as I was, I was even smarter. Into alternate dimensions and all of that. Why not have the character in most any universe? I wanted to help children think about cutting edge science. Granted my character needed a super power human me doesn’t have. Healing abilities. Can’t off the guy. As a joke I named him after a movie I was watching. See people would see me and say I should be a pro fighter or some such. I’m more of a protector. That got me to thinking. I would give them the version of me they wanted from a different universe. Its disappointing that I couldn’t be judged for my kindness. It was always my massive build. Movie star looks. Athletic abilities. Endless jokes. No one ever wanted to know the kind man behind the super hero like body. I did a lot of good deeds. Although I’m completely straight, I once fought a group of men to save the Rainbow female they attacked. I protected the disabled. A homeless man. Blacks; whites, and Asians. I love everyone. But no one would want to see a super hero like the real me. I was trained by ex soldiers and a very good mercenary. I was a lethal hunter; but love animals, and was vegan for a while. I grew up riding horses. Climbing sheer rock. Do not do that. I walked tight ropes. Do not do that either. I had this uncanny balance. I used to pick the back of cars up. Even drug a few around. The movie I named the character after stared a man who played in a lot of westerns; blues movies, and an old TV series. I found the premise of the movie sickening because it was based on a real game. Movie stars are people too. Since people couldn’t be satisfied with who I really was; and always wanted me to become a pro fighter, why not give the warped bizarre super hero version of me a name from a movie based on a warped game people really played. I used to have proof. Might still. Can you guess which super hero character I based on myself? Of course the comic people never admit such things. I accepted that. I was a talented artist. Had great ideas much better. But the comic publisher had no interest. But would use my ideas. I realized his universe was really pur universe. So I used him/them to put myself into the marvel universe. He is a lot like me in many ways. People love him. Its funny. One of my kids figured it out. I played coy. She found drawings I made long before the character supposedly existed. Then found my old ninja gear. Ha ha. I admitted it. My kids love it. I used to joke I could split a round in half with my sword I was so fast. Well I was amazing, but a real human LOL. I did use to practice in a red ninja suit. Two crossed swords on my back. Two arms on my hips. Turning flips. All of that. I used to amaze ex soldiers with my marksmanship. I was equally lethal with either hand. Both at once. Any weapon. Kicks. Spin kicks. I’d throw two weapons at once. People would compare me to various super hero’s. This one is like a bizarre version of the real me as a young man. Unlike him I’m old now LOL. I need a healing blood transplant ASAP. It would be nice to just heal.

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