There is something to say about the difference between announcing your evil nature and hiding it behind a facade of normalcy. You always hear people talk about a serial killer as being quiet and keeping to himself, how no one ever suspected him of anything bad. Well, maybe not Charles Manson and his family/cult, but it’s otherwise a general trend.
With the nature of the crime in Shitropolis, it must be particularly disturbing for them.
Indeed, honestly normality is truly the greatest facade, but to some it’s an art, a skill…like weaving in the fly closer with each subtle pull. We all like symbolisim as something to inspire and strive against but we can’t handle or even grasp the concept that the dangerous ones share the same face and express the pleasantries as you and I.
If you’re going to join a subculture, you’re going to dress like it. You become a Goth, you wear velvet and leather. You go hippie and you wear sandals and beads.
So if someone is going to be a supervillain and join the subculture, he should conform to the dress code. Which means skin-toghts and eye-catching effects, with optional facial concealment.
(Granted, the exlamation-points is a bit sixties-camp. But at least it isn’t all pouches and spikes.)
Sure we do. Nothing is off limits in comedy. Absolutely nothing.
You just better be damned sure that you do a good job at it, if you’re going to go into those sorts of areas. And a text-based format isn’t the best for it, in which it’s so easy to misread tone and delivery.
That’s true, comedy is just a lighter form of mockery and in most cases somebody has to suffer/be the fall guy to make the joke funny.
Though it does need to be planned as well as delivery, even some of the best standups get it wrong but when they pull it off it becomes very effective.
I say how you say it is most important, my maths tutor during evening classes was very brazen with his “lighthearted” humour (I think it helped he was nearing retiring age so it was passed offas crazy old guy routine)
And you have to make sure that you aren’t punching down. That’s one of the things that makes Holocaust jokes and rape jokes so risky. You need a fall-guy who isn’t the victim.
I wonder if that constitutes hazing. I understand if they want him to dress more like a supervillan, but a exclamation mark leotard is a bit dorky.
Well, it’s Shitropolis, after all.
I personally find it not a bit more ridiculous than the look of a cheap plastic action figure.
Some people dress for success, others get dressed for redundancy.
There is something to say about the difference between announcing your evil nature and hiding it behind a facade of normalcy. You always hear people talk about a serial killer as being quiet and keeping to himself, how no one ever suspected him of anything bad. Well, maybe not Charles Manson and his family/cult, but it’s otherwise a general trend.
With the nature of the crime in Shitropolis, it must be particularly disturbing for them.
Indeed, honestly normality is truly the greatest facade, but to some it’s an art, a skill…like weaving in the fly closer with each subtle pull. We all like symbolisim as something to inspire and strive against but we can’t handle or even grasp the concept that the dangerous ones share the same face and express the pleasantries as you and I.
But what would i know, I’m just a simple tailor…
That’s the subculture for you.
If you’re going to join a subculture, you’re going to dress like it. You become a Goth, you wear velvet and leather. You go hippie and you wear sandals and beads.
So if someone is going to be a supervillain and join the subculture, he should conform to the dress code. Which means skin-toghts and eye-catching effects, with optional facial concealment.
(Granted, the exlamation-points is a bit sixties-camp. But at least it isn’t all pouches and spikes.)
I believe question marks were trademarked. :-D
And using periods just doesn’t really make much of an impact.
Periods? Well, he could be Leopard-Man…
Or, if the periods are small, smallpox-man.
I wonder… What was the exclamation point of that?
It’s so his catchphrase can be “Go Riddle Yourself!” before reddening his hands with his victims blood.
It is both stylish and menacing, good work.
Looks like the Reverse Riddler or something.
I’m thinking “The Profanity”, but there must be six of those already
The Answer! Or The Solution!
Loud! Or Quiet!
The Spoiler? Oh, wait!
The FINAL Solution
DON’T go there!!! we do not joke about the holocaust
Sure we do. Nothing is off limits in comedy. Absolutely nothing.
You just better be damned sure that you do a good job at it, if you’re going to go into those sorts of areas. And a text-based format isn’t the best for it, in which it’s so easy to misread tone and delivery.
That’s true, comedy is just a lighter form of mockery and in most cases somebody has to suffer/be the fall guy to make the joke funny.
Though it does need to be planned as well as delivery, even some of the best standups get it wrong but when they pull it off it becomes very effective.
I say how you say it is most important, my maths tutor during evening classes was very brazen with his “lighthearted” humour (I think it helped he was nearing retiring age so it was passed offas crazy old guy routine)
And you have to make sure that you aren’t punching down. That’s one of the things that makes Holocaust jokes and rape jokes so risky. You need a fall-guy who isn’t the victim.
The answer? No
42 is this name!
To make his uniform stand out even more it also acts as a hi-vis at night.
He’s the factorial of evil!
Algebraic!
So evil that you really should patent that name!
You know, that actually sounds like it could be the name of some sort of science-y supervillain. Not quite sure what their shtick would be, though.
Crimes that need algebra.
You know you’re a programmer if the first thing you think of is The Negator. (Or, in S. it’s rather The Negation, I suppose.)
Hank Venture’s new sleepwear…