My Super Power

Every superhero has at least one super power (we all know I’m a superhero, right?). My super power is, I could listen to one song over and over again for hours without going insane (well, not any more insane than before anyway). It usually lasts for only 8 hours a day because some time during the 8th hour, Troy would come home from work and when he heard the song playing in repeat, he’d be like, “Uh, I don’t think so!” and turn the mp3/CD player off.
How this super power is going to come in handy when dealing with an evil genius, you ask. Well, I’ll just skip the part where I’m capturing the evil genius because I haven’t figured it out yet (I’m still a superhero-in-traning, but I guess I can always ask other superheroes to do that part) but once the evil genius is nicely captured, all tightly locked and bound, all I have to do is play one song over and over again and sing along to it with my Canadian Idol wannabe voice until the evil genius breaks down and finally reveals his secret, evil plan to take over the world. Then I will use the information to destroy his plan and save the world.
Now all I need is a superhero name. All those superhero name generators just can’t come up with a name that matches my super power. If you could suggest a name for my consideration, that would be great. Until then, I shall be known as the Brain-Dead Nemesis.

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  1. Bah! My internal furnace sucks ass. It only works under the blanket.
    I’m thinking something along the line of the Ultra Repeat Audio Chick. I’d use that but it’s a bit too long. Don’t you think?

  2. My superpower is similar, because it deals w/music as well. I have a whole bunch of stupid song lyrics and titles stuck in my head. If you need to know the title of a song? Chances are I know it. I also have the ability to remember where and when I first heard a song.
    For instance, the first time I heard Lucky Star by Madonna? In the back of my daddy’s Brown Chevy Caviler when I was about 4 years old, while we were driving to a store to buy me ICEE and a grab-bag.
    What’s so amazing about this talent? Nothing. It’s a useless talent. Although it comes in handy when my bf calls me up in the middle of the day to help him figure out a title to a 80s song. Or when his friends try to stump me on a certain singer. I’m not 100% accurate all the time, but my bf still thinks it’s kinda creepy that I know as much as I do. Hehehe.
    Forgive my rambling.

  3. You can’t call yourself the “Brain-Dead Nemesis”. Using the word Nemesis would imply that you are evil (at least in the world of superheroes). To be a superhero you’d have to be the “Brain-Dead Wonder” or something like that.
    Hmmm. I think I burnt the top of my mouth.

  4. I have the same power, Firda. There was a time in high school when I had one song playing on repeat 24 hours a day in my bedroom. Once you listen to a song long enough, it just becomes the background to your thoughts.

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