Monday, January 19, 2009

Fuck it.

Yeah, tonight I got nothin'.
As I have the past few nights.
I've been rereading Mark Waid's JLA: Year One, but it's proven to be a lot less enthralling than I remember it. I guess compared to Barry in Final Crisis and Hal in Geoff Johns' GL run, Mark Waid injecting a little life into guys who'd been-- personality-wise-- dead twenty years before Marv Wolfman and Ron Marz (respectively) killed them isn't all that impressive (Sorry, Mark. I'm still grateful for your signing the poster I drew of the JLA when I was eleven.).

Anyway. I had this idea. Set, whatever, THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO... IN THE FUTURE! For the sake of argument and puns, let's say it's roughly 5200 AD. But no one in our Solar System would know that. To them, it's around the year 2000 YS-- the year of Superman. Superman 12, actually. There aren't many hard facts, but (much like Moore's story) human/Solar culture began to deteriorate, for any number of reasons we can fabricate later. Superman 12 and his cohorts decided that they could rule the Earth and its colonies better than ordinary human schlubs... or maybe they just fell into it after generations of hero-worship being lavished upon them. Now while I didn't know about Moore's Twilight story until a few days ago, I am borrowing a bit from Grant Morrison's DC One Million storyline (which I can't believe Geoff Johns couldn't get right in his issue of Booster Gold-- it's one million months in the future, not one million years minus 2008. Christ, Geoff, have you ever paid attention to what another writer's done? Post-Crisis? No. No, you haven't. Thanks, Geoff. Thanks for joining the party).
Anyway... again... I got the idea after the first few times I watched Rome on HBO. The legacy aspect of the DCU heroes has been perpetuated to the extent that every superhero and his/her respective supporting characters, partners/sidekicks, etc., are viewed as somewhere between a royal family and a pantheon. Their holy trinity is, well, pretty obvious. And their families have been interbreeding for centuries.
The trinity have ruled in tandem from their homeworld for generations. The Flashes play the bishop to the trinity's king and queen, spreading the heroes' message to the people. The Lanterns-- or should I say, the Rayners-- guard the System from outside. And so on, and so on. The superhumans are elites worshipped by normal humans, and they're full of their own myth. Even the House of the Bat, humans down to the last cape, believe that their legacy makes them gods among their non-Kryptonian fellows. All the heroes are the same, save one family: the Knights. The Starmen-- none of the ones from Earth, anyway-- had any inborn powers. But when it became obvious what the major heroes were planning, one ingenious young Knight with a baby on the way had a plan... and all these long years, every Starman and Starwoman has claimed that all the Cosmic Rod does is focus the stellar energy-- because at birth they're implanted with a receiver node and circuits in the palms of their hands to safely generate the energy that Ted Knight's invention used to. And when the revolution comes-- and it will-- Owain Knight and his small band of sidekicks and rejects will be all that stands between Thon-el's regime, Hadrian Todd's violent revolutionaries and a civil war that will bring the whole system-- both the literal Solar system and the abstract governmental system-- down on their heads.

Am I making any sense? I really shouldn't watch tv while I do this, but if I work up in my room for too long of a stretch I just end up looking at porn.

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