I'd be the Honey Do List Man. I'm here to save every husband from weekend chores so they could sleep in, escape with the boys, or play games all day. At least that's the hero I would wish to save me. I have to take my mother in law out tomorrow. Please help!
I think the "disgraced care bear" would be apathetic, right? They just DON'T care, either way. They can serve as both a reminder of the hero's apathetic origins and a test of their new mission: get this "I don't care" Bear to CARE!
My origin would be finding a magical blade in a temple hidden just beneath a suburban library that gives me pyrokinetic powers and the ability to shape-shift into a dragon! Painlessly, I might add, because... Magic n' stuff.
Just dropped in to give some love to that wig. You rock that purple! Unless that's actually a new dye job. Still looks awesome, but I can't tell which it is on my tiny screen. 😝
UberMcFailsauce's Lego Pain villain would be one of those annual event style threats. What ever comic universe that villain existed in, it would take the combined might of all of its superheros to combat that big bad. Given how much pain a Lego can inflict, they might not even be able to win.
If I can add a second one 4 years late: Caught in the heart of a cosmic explosion when a radioactive meteor hit the Earth, I, out for a walk, become infused with the tuba I was practicing with!! Now, wherever evil dares, I march into danger intent on stopping it and inspiring everyone to stand up for goodness and niceness!! I am...MANI-TUBA!! HEAR MY SONG OF JUSTICE!! MARCH TO THE BEAT OF MY DRUM!!
If you ever do another installment this is my origin: After thousands of retcons and reboots to my universe my origin has become so convoluted that not even the most daring of UA-camrs could explain it in a short 15 minute video. I am also one of the only people in my universe to remember all 52 continuities that have happened. My powers include reality warping, telekinesis, flight, and telepathy.
I'll add mine, though it's a little more less jokey and more Silver Age: I was a child when it happened. Travelling with my parents in the rainforests of Australia, I stepped the wrong way off the trail, drawn by curiosity. Or was it the flickering light of gold on green? I never knew because I experienced blinding pain, sharp but gone in an instant. To my surprise, my parents were scientists, and despite my having been bitten by an Australian Taipan, they took the risky chance of giving me Treatment X to save my life, no antivenom close enough at hand. When I hit puberty, things changed. My senses sharpened. I could taste the scents of things far away; I could see in the dark; my reflexes were superhuman. But there was a cost; my newfound powers reflected itself in my eyes, cold reptilian ones. But so long as I took Treatment X daily, that part of my gift remains safely dormant. I decided that day that the hands of justice could travel as fast as the taipan. The Green Taipan was born from the very creature that had almost taken my life. To my surprise, I discovered I wasn't the first; my father had *also* been the Green Taipan in the past and I was carrying on his legacy. With my escrima sticks (called the Bite of the Taipan), I fight crime and clad in the green and gold in memory of that day, I follow in my father's footsteps....
Speaking of The Tick's recliner, five or six years ago I went to the La-z-boy store to buy a recliner for my Mom who's pretty disabled but can walk. Barely. While I was there I went and sat in some chairs on the expensive side of the store. o.O What I sat in over there caused me to question my life choices. It was a full on leather recliner (it smelled like a brand new high-quality leather jacket) and it was _so comfortable_ I didn't want to get out of it. I sat in it for 10 minutes with a secret smile on my face. I heard classic jazz, even though there was no music playing. My mouth tasted like dark chocolate. The air smelled like fresh rain after a long hot summer, or bed linen just taken off the line after drying in the sun. I could hear the sun coming up over the mountains at dawn. www.girlgeniusonline.com/comic.php?date=20070622 Then I got up, turned around, and looked at the price. I paid less for my first car. I do not own a recliner.
A satellite that was meant to reflect sunlight to a specific city on earth in order to keep the evil vampires underground, accidentally bombarded me with exotic cosmic rays. The rays made me immortal and impervious to any kind of physical harm. But my short term memory gets erased every full rotation of the earth. At some point I must have figured this out and started leaving video messages for myself about what happened to me and where I left off on my last adventure. I also have to tell myself to not waste time trying to see if I can be killed, because there are things to do, not a lot of time to do it in, and everything still hurts even if it doesn't kill you. So many tropes...
Update of a previous post: A loving husband and father who was a custodian at a chemical plant. I fell into a vat of radioactive acid that melted my body. I arise from the acid with the ability to change the structure of my body to a nigh infinite degree. The only twist is that I cannot take any humanoid form. I watch over my family in the form of a stray dog who hangs around their backyard. I quickly become an urban legend in my city. A crime fighting creature known only as "The Shape". Justice can be anywhere, in any form.
What's funny is my dad owns his own maintenance and janitorial company and he spilled a whole bucket of phosphoric acid on himself. Instead of Super powers he got to spend almost 3 months in the hospital. He did have the ability to pull off dead skin in the shape of his arm up to his elbow. He had people freaking out in the hospital when he played the pull my finger joke and they'd pull what looked like a glove made of skin off.
@@lobiwarsaw7410 He's always been my super hero. When him and I even talk on the phone we have each other laughing to the point of choking. He taught the value of doing your best, being selfless, humility, the importance of being funny and kind, and just being yourself. It's an honor to be his son and more of an honor when people say I'm just like my dad albeit a far more toned down version.
Can you be my crimefighting partner? My super hero is The Amazing SPF, a sunscreen tester whose skin was melted by a sabotaged bottle of SPF 80 sunscreen.
If your still doing this then I have a backstory/character. Ok so basically I would be the starter type villain. I would be the type of the villain that the new heroes would fight against and I would be basically the batshit crazy sibling that is a total loose canon and my actions could vary from ‘I’ll break into your secret lair and GLITTERFY it to the point of unicorn barf’ to ‘oh hey I got like x number of hostages and a bombs about to go off and also I may or may not be currently threatening to torture your s/o, so yeah chop chop, get to work’ and all the hero’s that face off of me from the start are like “ really this again?” BUT AS SOON AS SOME OTHER SUPER BADDIE EVEN SNEEZES IN THE DIRECTIONS OF MY KIDS I go off the hook and become a Joker-like threat to the offender of the crime. Also I would be the most melodramatic person there is and would have a Batman type adoption problem where every single hero I face off for a while becomes my child and there is nothing the heroes can do to stop it. The heroes that I do not face off are just so confused when they meet me because I would have varying different rumors surrounding me like ‘ hey isn’t that the villain that put a wall of cups full of water in front of the only entrance to their lair and cackled as she saw us stalk in soaking wet’ and ‘ OMFG SHE TRIED TO BLOW UP THE F-ING MAYOR OF THIS VERY IMPORTANT PLACE!!!’ Oh and my origin would be something extremely petty like “ I stubbed my toe” and my heroes would just be sooooooo DONE with my sh*t while the other heroes would be freaking out. Basically I would be a goblin or troll in human form taken to the extreme.
I am Retcon Man. I have the power to retcon myself as an important - but somewhat forgotten and never mentioned before - part of your past, bringing unresolved issues that will haunt you for the rest of your life (or at least until the next reboot).
When I donned my janitor uniform, and punched in at work, I became effectively invisible. Now I'm known as the Ninja Custodian! Well actually, no-one pays attention to me at work, so I call myself the Ninja Custodian! and I'm going too clean up this town!
Like the name of my channel, no body cared what I thought about anything. I lived in depressed obscurity, saying “hello, how are you? How’s the weather?” to everyone who passed by me, only to be ignored as if I was invisible. I even sent a postcard to Charlie Brown only to have it sent back. I began to think I was invisible, inaudible-am I even alive? Was I a ghost that no one could see or hear? Then one day I was watching way too many hours of Casually Comics-the drool on my collar was real-and something went POP in my brain. I fell to the floor in agony, clutching the sides of my head...and then... Everything changed. The slightest friendly nod towards someone resulted in them falling to their knees in adulation. Everyone, CEOs, brain surgeons, asked my advice about everything. I became a global figure, satisfied that I was finally the hero of my own story. I became Everyone-Cares-What-I-Think-stro. But Casually Comics Girl was somehow immune to my mental power...and suspicious that maybe I was no hero, let alone guru. She decided it was time to suit up and call the Justice League for backup...only to be alarmed when even the Martian Manhunter had fallen under my hypnotic spell. With wide eyes, Casually Comics Girl hung up her cellphone, whispering “Oh my god...” as she looked down from her perch atop the city’s highest building from where she could see a crowd of hundreds of thousands down in the streets worshipping one man in the center of town, a skybeam forming. “Looks like it’s up to us, Casually Comics Girl.” CCG turns around to see Batgirl standing behind her. They nod.
My origin is I was a sunscreen test subject until my skin melted from a bad batch of SPF 80 sunscreen. I exiled myself from society until I learned that it was no accident that the sunscreen melted my skin. Now I hunt those responsible for my condition. Whether that makes me a hero or villain you decide. Edit: I have decided to be a hero and my superhero name is The Amazing SPF.
I’d be “Do not Forget me” man! My evil super power is that I make my enemies forget important things they have to do that day! Forgot to do the laundry? Forgot to check if we have the right stuff for dinner? Forgot to get the kid their chocolate milk? All because of me! Muh hahaha!
Since we seem to be going for the humor value, I'll go with the superhero I created as a little kid. I was born a mutant with minor telepathic and telekintic powers, but I was captured by an organization that used me to test their power removal equipment. During the process they discovered I had a abnormal resistance to electricity, and while they were shocking me in an effort to determine if this was a secondary power I was rescued by another hero with a healing beam. The beam cause my body to adapt to the electricity and gave me electrical powers, I vowed to fight crime as White Lightning, only to discover another hero whose powers caused him to become drunk when used had already taken that name.... so I changed my code name to Thunderbolt, which of course had already been taken too, but it's so Generic nobody cared. So that's my superhero origin from Age 10 or so.
There was a villain called “The Hummer”. It was in the 1960’s radio show “Chickenman”. “The Hummer, that crown prince of wordless silly songs is terrorizing the city streets and alleys with his malevolent melodies,” said the commissioner. [How’s that for an obscure reference?]
I'm getting the feeling that the only reason I need to stop in is for the wigs. LOL This was a lot of fun, yet again! Thanks so much for making these :)
Ever since Rick Sanchez helped me to experience perfect level, I have never viewed the world the same. It all feels so wrong and yet people are so oblivious to it. Now I go out and make people feel how I do. From making picture frames crooked, teetering seats to shifting furniture ever so slightly so others bump into things and slowly lose their sanity. They will know my N'guish!
i love the hair or wig. Deadpool is not happy with the mount. I would be Somewhat Obscure Current Threat Person, my powers stem from the current second page threats to the world such as the Killer African Bees during the 1970's (I am an old villain) to the Yellowstone Park Super Volcano in the 1980's to the current Asian Giant Killer Wasp. I spread anxieties as a human-sized version of these threats with their abilities as my auxiliary superpowers and use my powers to topple conspiracy theories and rob pastry stores. I developed my powers when I fell into a pile of old magical and radioactive newspapers and Instamatic film.
screw it...I'll post my origin here lol... I grew up mostly distanced from the social environment everyone is generally exposed to. I grew bored of any games I could get my hands on until I discovered trading card games (TCG). For the first time in my life I feel alive and excited even if I'm overprotected and socially restricted by my parents authority. I learn those cards rules, study them, and when I finally got a chance to live away from my parents I delve deeper into the game. I use my daily routines as an excuse for me to play more TCGs with anyone and everyone I find until eventually got forced to stay back at my parents due to the recent pandemic and quarantine orders across the world. practically trapped and restricted with all my cards, but no one to play against. But my creative mind can't stop craving for new possibilities within the card realm. So I decided to create my own card game, grabbing a pen and paper to start writing concepts and rough draft when suddenly time pauses... my spirit self projected out of my body and in that form I saw a vision... a glowing deck of cards made of spirit particles appear before me. I grab it and draw a blank card. That's when I regain my consciousness in the physical realm. I feel nothing particularly changed, so I go about my day as usual, continuing my own card game project. Days become months, and soon year...and one day the quarantine is lifted. I went to a card shop to meet with my play group to play cards and on the way, some thug intended to rob me. I wanted to flee, but I was backed to a corner. And then time paused for the second time... I pull out one of my decks and it started to glow in spirit vision. then a voice calls out to me, "call them by name and they shall materialize in your realm".... time continues and I came to my senses as I spontaneously called out one of my cards inside the deck. It appears physically and make quick work of the thugs... thus I realized that I could "summon" and "activate" any TCG cards to reality by calling its name so long it is in my possession and within a certain distance from me physically. So began my hero journey as "The Planeswalker".
I was working an airport luggage carrier when, during a freak lighting storm, I was fused together with my vehicle, in kind-of like a centaur form. Thanks to that, I decided to use my new power to help thwart evil. Thus, Super -Tram was born. Fighting crime and still carrying luggage, if you have any. (Granted, it's not the best. I created this out of a Lego Airport set back when I was 10 yrs old. )😊😅
I'd be ruby breeze basically and Airbender and my super hero suit has a wing suit so I can fly and I can suck the air out of people lungs or brain to sleep or kill anti-hero maybe. I'd be barley able to control my powers and accidentally kill criminals I try to subdue.
Casually comics more like casually great! ha got em also my backstory is that one day while relaxing outside. i accidently looked into the sun for too long and went blind. my goal is to destroy the sun
So... what is your plan then for when the earth spins out of orbit and gets obliterated? Are you terraforming another planet in the process so some humans can survive elsewhere? Opening up a rift to another dimension? Or because your so villainous you are going to just create a pocket dimension just for you to live on your own and not bother saving anyone else?
Sorcerer who was raised to be a secretive hero, and blends both tech with magic. I.e. uses his knowledge of computer science to help his spells, think doctor strange and doom as one but good.
My origin would be one day I started having sleep issues which then continued for to long. Which led me be coming unable to ever sleep. This drove me mad as sleep is the only thing I want.
Hey! Can u please do like a review series for the Harley Black White and Red comics? Just read the latest chapter and would love to here your take on it so far
First things firt... JUSTICE FOR THE GREEN BLINDING WIG, second... My superpower is metamorph, like that one blue lady from X-Men. But I only can transform into someone i've seen naked, so I usually break into my enemies house, and hide till I can see them completly naked, I dont like It, I would prefer be blinded by the green wig, but I do what I have to do for my plans.
Somebody mentioned powers from psychedelic drugs? Have they heard of Synn, the Girl from LSD? She's an AC Comics character, a member of their superteam Fem Force.
Oh noes! I missed the message. But just in case you decide to do a part 3.. I was playing a game of dungeons and dragons with some firends. I got into a dramatic in game fight with my dungeon master (dm) and we both had to roll our d20 dice. As we did, a mysterious eclipse happened and to both of our suprise, I scoured a Critical hit (20) and the DM scored a Critical failure (1) . Ever since that eclipse, I have never been able to roll low numbers on dice, while the Dungeon Master has never been able to roll higher than 10. I use my powers to challenge villains to dice games. My name is Die Master ( but open to renaming for superhero branding purposes.) But I also live with the knowledge that should I roll dice against my former Dungeon Master, the universe will impact upon itself and doom us all.
i am the hero con-vince with the power to convince criminals to reform .I found this power as my house was being robbed .Realising that this could help so meany people i set my self to helping to world ................. and occasionally getting cons to get me take and stuff .
My villain backstory is: traffic... I was stuck in traffic for the umteenth time and I just lost it, the world needs to burn, anyone who slows down to stare at an accident unfortunately has to die
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, over a curious volume of comics lore... Whilst I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly, there came a tapping, as if someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door... “who be this” I thought aloud, “perhaps a boisterous thunder cloud, only this and nothing more”... presently my soul grew stronger, hesitating then no longer, “Sir”, said I, “or Madame, truly your forgiveness I implore; matter of fact, I was napping, and so faintly you were tapping, tapping at my chamber door...”, but only darkness, and nothing more... so, back into the chamber turning, my soul within me burning, and yet again the tapping, but louder than before. Surely, that’s something at my window lattice; let me see, then, what the threat is, and this mystery explore... tis the wind... and nothing more.” Open here, I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, in stepped a stately raven of the stately days of yore; as outreaches my hand, it bit me, but that munch, it did much more... this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, by the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, simply it said “an average man, nevermore...” And from that day forth, I kept the appearance of an average comics reader by day, but by night I became... THE RAVEN!
I was a party convention volunteer assigned to keep people from over packing the elevators. I was wearing cat-ears and making jokes about being a cat themed airline now ascending to the 28th floor, "On the right if we had windows one could see the lovely Mall of America." One of the convention goes was actually an ancient god there for the party, and was so amused He/Her/Them bestowed powers of flight and of cats one me. The cat ears are permanent now and I flutter between fits of anti-villaindom, and anti-heroism. I am Pyschokitty!
when i was born my parents were told by a time traveller i was a mutant who would one day become a hero. However we could never figure out what my powers were, until my 18th birthday, when i found out (through an unfortunate turn of events) that when i'm drunk everyone arround me feels the hangover i will when i sober up, now i go arround fighting crime with a bottle of whiskey in one hand and garlic bread in the other, and if i never stop drinking ill never have to feel the hangover everyone arround me does ;)
(Sing to the tune of Suddenly Seymour) Casually Comics.. Discusses comics, she gives you the background, helps you understand. Casually Comics, will educate you, on character backgrounds, origin began. Nobody else delves deep in the comics, nobody else has explained in this way, we eagerly wait, for more information, each video is really great!
After working in retail at a store that doesn't give you a cash refund for non faulty items for over a decade my origin is pretty much already written. Taking never ending abuse from customers while staying 'professional' eventually takes its toll and the anger I've been repressing for so long finally breaks free on its own and stalks the people who give out the abuse on social media, learning their habits, sending ominous DMs occasionally until, in full anti-uniform costume I pounce, tying them down, cutting out their tounge, sewing their mouth closed while playing audio of just people shouting abuse incredibly loudly from speakers duct tapped to their ears before peeling off their faces with a potato peeler. I'll leave them dead for people to find with the consumer rights act stapled to their head and a retail name tag attached with 'hi my name is Rule 1' on their shirt.........too much? I hate retail 😒 why rule 1 you ask? Because rule 1 of retail, people are a**holes
As my origin: I was born photophobic finding bright lights painful, trained in martial arts and by the army I protect from the shadows with my enhanced night vision.
I’d have a sailor moon like origin. Princess of a moon kingdom who has magic powers of love. Except I’m evil. Pretty much the Violet lanterns but with a 5 minute magical girl transformation and a heroic origin that I just noped out of.
Sasha, could you look into the Star Wars comics right after the very first 1977 movie? I remember Luke and Leia definitely being a couple in that first run of comics. Marvel comics was producing them. Thank you. I hope you do a video about this.
I am the newest robin after Damian became the new leader of the Teen Titans. I was captured and taken to be apart of the amazo project in central city. unfortunately, a 2nd particle axelaratar increased my power. Making me "captain unlimited" (I made that as short as possible)
I would be a half shisa (it's a japanese mitology creature, similar to Buda's lions), half human girl. My mother is a hero and I started as her sidekick but after suffering constant bullying from everyone because of my shisa heritage I would turn into a some kind of antihero torturing everyone that bullies or discriminates. I have super strength for a human but weak compared to a Shisa and can breath fire.
My 3 year old got some also from her grandmother. I think it's revenge for all the toys they stepped on. Also 3 and up is a lie, never and up lol there is never a time for those things on the floor.
The Benefactor actually is a really cool concept Working for both ends of the spectrum , nobody knows what’s his end goal is but he/she will help them no questions asked. Tho I could see The Benefactor charge interest fee and really reveal himself as the World’s Bank 😂
I may or may not plan on writing a comic book about someone who’s basically a self insert and therefore I may or may not have already thought about this to much. I don’t know if I can explain it without going into to much detail
I'm a supervillain and my boyfriend is a superhero. We both know each other secret identities since we live together, but we act like this super stuff are like a job. We fight in the field, and at the end of the day we go home to have dinner
Sasha! You're amazing! I have a question for you! How did you get your scar? I have a scar, too, that goes down my forehead, and I was just wondering about yours. It's actually adorable, and gives you a unique look. Would love to get a reply! Thanks so much!
My Superhero backstory? Due to a defect of birth I lack the ability to feel pain. (A strength and a weakness all in one) I keep to the shadows. I watch, i wait, I bide my time. When the evildoers let down their guard, I strike from the shadows, leave them trussed up for police and disappear.
For some random reason I woke up one day with the powers to fly. I wouldn't use these powers to do good or evil. I would just use to annoy people or shock them. I would dress in a Red Lantern suit flight through the air and let everybody see the symbol. Maybe I could paint my cat blue. But I doubt if I could accomplish that without getting scratched up to hell.
After a radioactive blender fell out a window & hit me on the head, my body was forever transformed into a cold delicious blend of icecream & milk. Now with the ability to shift any part of my body, squeeze through any crack, quinch any thirst, & bring all the boys to the yard, damn right, I now bring exponential amounts of joy to all paths I cross. I am... THE SHAKE
'The Tea' the supervillain that has all the juicy superhero gossip. Heroes try to thrwart The Tea but it always turns into a gossip sesh and The Tea always gets away. Need an origin tho 🤔
"PURPLE...I love purple." - Vicky Vale
"I understood that reference"
Please keep adding more parts to this series.
The community is really fun on here. Maybe even better than the actual comics writers.
OHHH! DEFINITELY
Yeah this video and the last were hilarious 😂😂😂
Someone has got to get on these ideas, they practically print money for themselves
That gives me an idea my super power is I was bitten by a radioactive money machine my powers are all things money related
I am paperboy. I was printing money and during a police raid fell into my own money printer.
Especially the "Disgraced Care Bear" origin.
We all know that guy.
Love the purple.
I'd be the Honey Do List Man. I'm here to save every husband from weekend chores so they could sleep in, escape with the boys, or play games all day. At least that's the hero I would wish to save me. I have to take my mother in law out tomorrow. Please help!
No.
Wait - but would you "Save" them by doing their chores for them? How are you going to be able to keep up if you hate the work your doing.
@@DCNerdBoi By using Batman type plot device powers. That would be my super power and nothing is more powerful than Batman type plot device powers.
I think the "disgraced care bear" would be apathetic, right? They just DON'T care, either way. They can serve as both a reminder of the hero's apathetic origins and a test of their new mission: get this "I don't care" Bear to CARE!
My origin would be finding a magical blade in a temple hidden just beneath a suburban library that gives me pyrokinetic powers and the ability to shape-shift into a dragon! Painlessly, I might add, because... Magic n' stuff.
These are fun. Look forward to more recitations. Thanos wants his wig back. ☺️
90s Way Past Cool Superboy will never NOT be awesome
Ugh it's such a look I was waaay happier to see it come back than I should have been lol
Just dropped in to give some love to that wig. You rock that purple!
Unless that's actually a new dye job. Still looks awesome, but I can't tell which it is on my tiny screen. 😝
UberMcFailsauce's Lego Pain villain would be one of those annual event style threats. What ever comic universe that villain existed in, it would take the combined might of all of its superheros to combat that big bad. Given how much pain a Lego can inflict, they might not even be able to win.
If I can add a second one 4 years late:
Caught in the heart of a cosmic explosion when a radioactive meteor hit the Earth, I, out for a walk, become infused with the tuba I was practicing with!! Now, wherever evil dares, I march into danger intent on stopping it and inspiring everyone to stand up for goodness and niceness!!
I am...MANI-TUBA!! HEAR MY SONG OF JUSTICE!! MARCH TO THE BEAT OF MY DRUM!!
"The Wig-volution" Like
If you ever do another installment this is my origin: After thousands of retcons and reboots to my universe my origin has become so convoluted that not even the most daring of UA-camrs could explain it in a short 15 minute video. I am also one of the only people in my universe to remember all 52 continuities that have happened. My powers include reality warping, telekinesis, flight, and telepathy.
I'll add mine, though it's a little more less jokey and more Silver Age:
I was a child when it happened. Travelling with my parents in the rainforests of Australia, I stepped the wrong way off the trail, drawn by curiosity. Or was it the flickering light of gold on green?
I never knew because I experienced blinding pain, sharp but gone in an instant. To my surprise, my parents were scientists, and despite my having been bitten by an Australian Taipan, they took the risky chance of giving me Treatment X to save my life, no antivenom close enough at hand.
When I hit puberty, things changed. My senses sharpened. I could taste the scents of things far away; I could see in the dark; my reflexes were superhuman.
But there was a cost; my newfound powers reflected itself in my eyes, cold reptilian ones. But so long as I took Treatment X daily, that part of my gift remains safely dormant.
I decided that day that the hands of justice could travel as fast as the taipan.
The Green Taipan was born from the very creature that had almost taken my life.
To my surprise, I discovered I wasn't the first; my father had *also* been the Green Taipan in the past and I was carrying on his legacy.
With my escrima sticks (called the Bite of the Taipan), I fight crime and clad in the green and gold in memory of that day, I follow in my father's footsteps....
There's also a full costume design and custom action figure for this....so...yeah. :D
Speaking of The Tick's recliner, five or six years ago I went to the La-z-boy store to buy a recliner for my Mom who's pretty disabled but can walk. Barely. While I was there I went and sat in some chairs on the expensive side of the store. o.O What I sat in over there caused me to question my life choices. It was a full on leather recliner (it smelled like a brand new high-quality leather jacket) and it was _so comfortable_ I didn't want to get out of it. I sat in it for 10 minutes with a secret smile on my face. I heard classic jazz, even though there was no music playing. My mouth tasted like dark chocolate. The air smelled like fresh rain after a long hot summer, or bed linen just taken off the line after drying in the sun. I could hear the sun coming up over the mountains at dawn.
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Then I got up, turned around, and looked at the price. I paid less for my first car.
I do not own a recliner.
This is so awesome I'm glad she made a part 2
This wig-volution will be televised
A satellite that was meant to reflect sunlight to a specific city on earth in order to keep the evil vampires underground, accidentally bombarded me with exotic cosmic rays. The rays made me immortal and impervious to any kind of physical harm. But my short term memory gets erased every full rotation of the earth. At some point I must have figured this out and started leaving video messages for myself about what happened to me and where I left off on my last adventure. I also have to tell myself to not waste time trying to see if I can be killed, because there are things to do, not a lot of time to do it in, and everything still hurts even if it doesn't kill you.
So many tropes...
i’m not really a comics guy but i found out about 90s superboy’s existence about a month (?) ago and now i’m obsessed, his design works so well for me
Update of a previous post: A loving husband and father who was a custodian at a chemical plant. I fell into a vat of radioactive acid that melted my body. I arise from the acid with the ability to change the structure of my body to a nigh infinite degree. The only twist is that I cannot take any humanoid form. I watch over my family in the form of a stray dog who hangs around their backyard. I quickly become an urban legend in my city. A crime fighting creature known only as "The Shape". Justice can be anywhere, in any form.
@@matti.8465 thank youuu
What's funny is my dad owns his own maintenance and janitorial company and he spilled a whole bucket of phosphoric acid on himself. Instead of Super powers he got to spend almost 3 months in the hospital. He did have the ability to pull off dead skin in the shape of his arm up to his elbow. He had people freaking out in the hospital when he played the pull my finger joke and they'd pull what looked like a glove made of skin off.
@@scottyrob82 Your dad sounds like a great guy.
@@lobiwarsaw7410 He's always been my super hero. When him and I even talk on the phone we have each other laughing to the point of choking. He taught the value of doing your best, being selfless, humility, the importance of being funny and kind, and just being yourself. It's an honor to be his son and more of an honor when people say I'm just like my dad albeit a far more toned down version.
Can you be my crimefighting partner? My super hero is The Amazing SPF, a sunscreen tester whose skin was melted by a sabotaged bottle of SPF 80 sunscreen.
If your still doing this then I have a backstory/character. Ok so basically I would be the starter type villain. I would be the type of the villain that the new heroes would fight against and I would be basically the batshit crazy sibling that is a total loose canon and my actions could vary from ‘I’ll break into your secret lair and GLITTERFY it to the point of unicorn barf’ to ‘oh hey I got like x number of hostages and a bombs about to go off and also I may or may not be currently threatening to torture your s/o, so yeah chop chop, get to work’ and all the hero’s that face off of me from the start are like “ really this again?” BUT AS SOON AS SOME OTHER SUPER BADDIE EVEN SNEEZES IN THE DIRECTIONS OF MY KIDS I go off the hook and become a Joker-like threat to the offender of the crime. Also I would be the most melodramatic person there is and would have a Batman type adoption problem where every single hero I face off for a while becomes my child and there is nothing the heroes can do to stop it. The heroes that I do not face off are just so confused when they meet me because I would have varying different rumors surrounding me like ‘ hey isn’t that the villain that put a wall of cups full of water in front of the only entrance to their lair and cackled as she saw us stalk in soaking wet’ and ‘ OMFG SHE TRIED TO BLOW UP THE F-ING MAYOR OF THIS VERY IMPORTANT PLACE!!!’ Oh and my origin would be something extremely petty like “ I stubbed my toe” and my heroes would just be sooooooo DONE with my sh*t while the other heroes would be freaking out. Basically I would be a goblin or troll in human form taken to the extreme.
I am Retcon Man.
I have the power to retcon myself as an important - but somewhat forgotten and never mentioned before - part of your past, bringing unresolved issues that will haunt you for the rest of your life (or at least until the next reboot).
When I donned my janitor uniform, and punched in at work, I became effectively invisible. Now I'm known as the Ninja Custodian! Well actually, no-one pays attention to me at work, so I call myself the Ninja Custodian! and I'm going too clean up this town!
I just imagined your mask being that of a paper bag or a bucket lol.
That’s Irving Forbusher, isn’t it?
Like the name of my channel, no body cared what I thought about anything. I lived in depressed obscurity, saying “hello, how are you? How’s the weather?” to everyone who passed by me, only to be ignored as if I was invisible. I even sent a postcard to Charlie Brown only to have it sent back. I began to think I was invisible, inaudible-am I even alive? Was I a ghost that no one could see or hear? Then one day I was watching way too many hours of Casually Comics-the drool on my collar was real-and something went POP in my brain. I fell to the floor in agony, clutching the sides of my head...and then...
Everything changed. The slightest friendly nod towards someone resulted in them falling to their knees in adulation. Everyone, CEOs, brain surgeons, asked my advice about everything. I became a global figure, satisfied that I was finally the hero of my own story. I became Everyone-Cares-What-I-Think-stro. But Casually Comics Girl was somehow immune to my mental power...and suspicious that maybe I was no hero, let alone guru. She decided it was time to suit up and call the Justice League for backup...only to be alarmed when even the Martian Manhunter had fallen under my hypnotic spell.
With wide eyes, Casually Comics Girl hung up her cellphone, whispering “Oh my god...” as she looked down from her perch atop the city’s highest building from where she could see a crowd of hundreds of thousands down in the streets worshipping one man in the center of town, a skybeam forming.
“Looks like it’s up to us, Casually Comics Girl.” CCG turns around to see Batgirl standing behind her. They nod.
My origin is I was a sunscreen test subject until my skin melted from a bad batch of SPF 80 sunscreen. I exiled myself from society until I learned that it was no accident that the sunscreen melted my skin. Now I hunt those responsible for my condition. Whether that makes me a hero or villain you decide.
Edit: I have decided to be a hero and my superhero name is The Amazing SPF.
I’d be “Do not Forget me” man! My evil super power is that I make my enemies forget important things they have to do that day! Forgot to do the laundry? Forgot to check if we have the right stuff for dinner? Forgot to get the kid their chocolate milk? All because of me! Muh hahaha!
Forgot to turn of the stove and their house burned down.
Since we seem to be going for the humor value, I'll go with the superhero I created as a little kid. I was born a mutant with minor telepathic and telekintic powers, but I was captured by an organization that used me to test their power removal equipment. During the process they discovered I had a abnormal resistance to electricity, and while they were shocking me in an effort to determine if this was a secondary power I was rescued by another hero with a healing beam. The beam cause my body to adapt to the electricity and gave me electrical powers, I vowed to fight crime as White Lightning, only to discover another hero whose powers caused him to become drunk when used had already taken that name.... so I changed my code name to Thunderbolt, which of course had already been taken too, but it's so Generic nobody cared. So that's my superhero origin from Age 10 or so.
There was a villain called “The Hummer”. It was in the 1960’s radio show “Chickenman”. “The Hummer, that crown prince of wordless silly songs is terrorizing the city streets and alleys with his malevolent melodies,” said the commissioner. [How’s that for an obscure reference?]
I Love That This is Continuing!!!! So Proud!!!
I'm getting the feeling that the only reason I need to stop in is for the wigs. LOL
This was a lot of fun, yet again! Thanks so much for making these :)
Loving the hair! (Purple is my favourite). Also really enjoying these videos. Sharing the community's stories is kind and hilarious
i'm LOVING this look -- the wig, the eyes, the lips, the nails. radiant
I'd use my power of Obscure References to confound the Powers That Be and bend them to my will.
Ever since Rick Sanchez helped me to experience perfect level, I have never viewed the world the same. It all feels so wrong and yet people are so oblivious to it. Now I go out and make people feel how I do. From making picture frames crooked, teetering seats to shifting furniture ever so slightly so others bump into things and slowly lose their sanity. They will know my N'guish!
i love the hair or wig.
Deadpool is not happy with the mount.
I would be Somewhat Obscure Current Threat Person, my powers stem from the current second page threats to the world such as the Killer African Bees during the 1970's (I am an old villain) to the Yellowstone Park Super Volcano in the 1980's to the current Asian Giant Killer Wasp. I spread anxieties as a human-sized version of these threats with their abilities as my auxiliary superpowers and use my powers to topple conspiracy theories and rob pastry stores. I developed my powers when I fell into a pile of old magical and radioactive newspapers and Instamatic film.
7:39 That baby will grow up to be name Tank Dempsey from Cod zombie."Slaying zombies since 1945"
screw it...I'll post my origin here lol...
I grew up mostly distanced from the social environment everyone is generally exposed to. I grew bored of any games I could get my hands on until I discovered trading card games (TCG). For the first time in my life I feel alive and excited even if I'm overprotected and socially restricted by my parents authority. I learn those cards rules, study them, and when I finally got a chance to live away from my parents I delve deeper into the game. I use my daily routines as an excuse for me to play more TCGs with anyone and everyone I find until eventually got forced to stay back at my parents due to the recent pandemic and quarantine orders across the world. practically trapped and restricted with all my cards, but no one to play against. But my creative mind can't stop craving for new possibilities within the card realm. So I decided to create my own card game, grabbing a pen and paper to start writing concepts and rough draft when suddenly time pauses... my spirit self projected out of my body and in that form I saw a vision... a glowing deck of cards made of spirit particles appear before me. I grab it and draw a blank card. That's when I regain my consciousness in the physical realm. I feel nothing particularly changed, so I go about my day as usual, continuing my own card game project. Days become months, and soon year...and one day the quarantine is lifted. I went to a card shop to meet with my play group to play cards and on the way, some thug intended to rob me. I wanted to flee, but I was backed to a corner. And then time paused for the second time... I pull out one of my decks and it started to glow in spirit vision. then a voice calls out to me, "call them by name and they shall materialize in your realm".... time continues and I came to my senses as I spontaneously called out one of my cards inside the deck. It appears physically and make quick work of the thugs...
thus I realized that I could "summon" and "activate" any TCG cards to reality by calling its name so long it is in my possession and within a certain distance from me physically. So began my hero journey as "The Planeswalker".
Missed it... again.
Vigilance is apparently not my superpower.
Maybe you could be the Latecomer: blessed with the power of a god, but cursed to always show up too late to use them.
@@ashleytuchin7693 Oh great. That makes Cassandra from Troy. 🙄
@@Shutterbug5269 I suppose it does.😅
An attempt at a medieval museum photo shoot with an old shutter camera resulted in less than desirable results
5:25 I swear that is Dr Horrible's opening monologue.
I like how creative the second wave was. Really cool.
Those Duplo blocks are truly dangerous. Broke my foot on one in real life.
Another great video Sasha. Thank you for appreciating my response to your question in part one. Stay safe and keep up the wonderful work.
I was working an airport luggage carrier when, during a freak lighting storm, I was fused together with my vehicle, in kind-of like a centaur form. Thanks to that, I decided to use my new power to help thwart evil. Thus, Super -Tram was born. Fighting crime and still carrying luggage, if you have any. (Granted, it's not the best. I created this out of a Lego Airport set back when I was 10 yrs old. )😊😅
I'd be ruby breeze basically and Airbender and my super hero suit has a wing suit so I can fly and I can suck the air out of people lungs or brain to sleep or kill anti-hero maybe. I'd be barley able to control my powers and accidentally kill criminals I try to subdue.
Never expected to actually get my comment read on air. Made my day. Keep on rockin Sasha. Your awesome luv the vids.
Dang! How many wigs do you own? This one really rocks!! I get a Teen Titans Raven vibe from this one. Great part 2 BTW.
Casually comics more like casually great! ha got em also
my backstory is that one day while relaxing outside. i accidently looked into the sun for too long and went blind. my goal is to destroy the sun
So... what is your plan then for when the earth spins out of orbit and gets obliterated? Are you terraforming another planet in the process so some humans can survive elsewhere? Opening up a rift to another dimension? Or because your so villainous you are going to just create a pocket dimension just for you to live on your own and not bother saving anyone else?
My plan for survival is simple, i dont have one! I fully plan to die
The thing I love about Sasha is her comic info goes deep. I love the old stuff.
Mine was in here, and I damn near had a heart attack over it. Thank you so much, Sasha.
Sorcerer who was raised to be a secretive hero, and blends both tech with magic. I.e. uses his knowledge of computer science to help his spells, think doctor strange and doom as one but good.
I hit "like" just for the "Psylocke" wig! Excellent videos. Thank you!
I can't believe you made that Cool World video. I used to watched that when I was in high school.
My origin would be one day I started having sleep issues which then continued for to long. Which led me be coming unable to ever sleep. This drove me mad as sleep is the only thing I want.
Love your hair Sasha! It looks great!
The background music is Can't get you outta my head by kylie minogue AND i couldn't ay attention to anything else
Hey! Can u please do like a review series for the Harley Black White and Red comics? Just read the latest chapter and would love to here your take on it so far
First things firt... JUSTICE FOR THE GREEN BLINDING WIG, second... My superpower is metamorph, like that one blue lady from X-Men. But I only can transform into someone i've seen naked, so I usually break into my enemies house, and hide till I can see them completly naked, I dont like It, I would prefer be blinded by the green wig, but I do what I have to do for my plans.
Somebody mentioned powers from psychedelic drugs? Have they heard of Synn, the Girl from LSD? She's an AC Comics character, a member of their superteam Fem Force.
Oh noes! I missed the message.
But just in case you decide to do a part 3..
I was playing a game of dungeons and dragons with some firends. I got into a dramatic in game fight with my dungeon master (dm) and we both had to roll our d20 dice. As we did, a mysterious eclipse happened and to both of our suprise, I scoured a Critical hit (20) and the DM scored a Critical failure (1) .
Ever since that eclipse, I have never been able to roll low numbers on dice, while the Dungeon Master has never been able to roll higher than 10. I use my powers to challenge villains to dice games. My name is Die Master ( but open to renaming for superhero branding purposes.)
But I also live with the knowledge that should I roll dice against my former Dungeon Master, the universe will impact upon itself and doom us all.
i am the hero con-vince with the power to convince criminals to reform .I found this power as my house was being robbed .Realising that this could help so meany people i set my self to helping to world ................. and occasionally getting cons to get me take and stuff .
Can't wait for more!
My villain backstory is: traffic... I was stuck in traffic for the umteenth time and I just lost it, the world needs to burn, anyone who slows down to stare at an accident unfortunately has to die
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, over a curious volume of comics lore... Whilst I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly, there came a tapping, as if someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door... “who be this” I thought aloud, “perhaps a boisterous thunder cloud, only this and nothing more”... presently my soul grew stronger, hesitating then no longer, “Sir”, said I, “or Madame, truly your forgiveness I implore; matter of fact, I was napping, and so faintly you were tapping, tapping at my chamber door...”, but only darkness, and nothing more... so, back into the chamber turning, my soul within me burning, and yet again the tapping, but louder than before. Surely, that’s something at my window lattice; let me see, then, what the threat is, and this mystery explore... tis the wind... and nothing more.” Open here, I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, in stepped a stately raven of the stately days of yore; as outreaches my hand, it bit me, but that munch, it did much more... this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, by the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, simply it said “an average man, nevermore...” And from that day forth, I kept the appearance of an average comics reader by day, but by night I became... THE RAVEN!
I love the part 2. But I miss the other Outro music. Maybe this could fuel my super villain desires...
I was a party convention volunteer assigned to keep people from over packing the elevators. I was wearing cat-ears and making jokes about being a cat themed airline now ascending to the 28th floor, "On the right if we had windows one could see the lovely Mall of America." One of the convention goes was actually an ancient god there for the party, and was so amused He/Her/Them bestowed powers of flight and of cats one me. The cat ears are permanent now and I flutter between fits of anti-villaindom, and anti-heroism. I am Pyschokitty!
when i was born my parents were told by a time traveller i was a mutant who would one day become a hero. However we could never figure out what my powers were, until my 18th birthday, when i found out (through an unfortunate turn of events) that when i'm drunk everyone arround me feels the hangover i will when i sober up, now i go arround fighting crime with a bottle of whiskey in one hand and garlic bread in the other, and if i never stop drinking ill never have to feel the hangover everyone arround me does ;)
(Sing to the tune of Suddenly Seymour) Casually Comics.. Discusses comics, she gives you the background, helps you understand. Casually Comics, will educate you, on character backgrounds, origin began.
Nobody else delves deep in the comics, nobody else has explained in this way, we eagerly wait, for more information, each video is really great!
Wow. You're really cool.I'm so happy I stumbled across this channel! Please don't stop
After working in retail at a store that doesn't give you a cash refund for non faulty items for over a decade my origin is pretty much already written. Taking never ending abuse from customers while staying 'professional' eventually takes its toll and the anger I've been repressing for so long finally breaks free on its own and stalks the people who give out the abuse on social media, learning their habits, sending ominous DMs occasionally until, in full anti-uniform costume I pounce, tying them down, cutting out their tounge, sewing their mouth closed while playing audio of just people shouting abuse incredibly loudly from speakers duct tapped to their ears before peeling off their faces with a potato peeler. I'll leave them dead for people to find with the consumer rights act stapled to their head and a retail name tag attached with 'hi my name is Rule 1' on their shirt.........too much? I hate retail 😒 why rule 1 you ask? Because rule 1 of retail, people are a**holes
I'm Max Lord and Amanda Waller mixed in to one... Guess I'm a villain but I'm loving it 😀
As my origin: I was born photophobic finding bright lights painful, trained in martial arts and by the army I protect from the shadows with my enhanced night vision.
I’d have a sailor moon like origin. Princess of a moon kingdom who has magic powers of love. Except I’m evil. Pretty much the Violet lanterns but with a 5 minute magical girl transformation and a heroic origin that I just noped out of.
Also I’m a dude, a dude princess
Sasha, could you look into the Star Wars comics right after the very first 1977 movie? I remember Luke and Leia definitely being a couple in that first run of comics. Marvel comics was producing them. Thank you. I hope you do a video about this.
I am the newest robin after Damian became the new leader of the Teen Titans. I was captured and taken to be apart of the amazo project in central city. unfortunately, a 2nd particle axelaratar increased my power. Making me "captain unlimited" (I made that as short as possible)
I would be a half shisa (it's a japanese mitology creature, similar to Buda's lions), half human girl. My mother is a hero and I started as her sidekick but after suffering constant bullying from everyone because of my shisa heritage I would turn into a some kind of antihero torturing everyone that bullies or discriminates. I have super strength for a human but weak compared to a Shisa and can breath fire.
My 4yo recently got one of those necklace kits from her grandmother. I live in a house full of caltrops now.
My 3 year old got some also from her grandmother. I think it's revenge for all the toys they stepped on. Also 3 and up is a lie, never and up lol there is never a time for those things on the floor.
The Benefactor actually is a really cool concept
Working for both ends of the spectrum , nobody knows what’s his end goal is but he/she will help them no questions asked.
Tho I could see The Benefactor charge interest fee and really reveal himself as the World’s Bank 😂
I may or may not plan on writing a comic book about someone who’s basically a self insert and therefore I may or may not have already thought about this to much. I don’t know if I can explain it without going into to much detail
Love the purple hair
These are so fun please keep doing them
The color purple is the best
I'm a supervillain and my boyfriend is a superhero. We both know each other secret identities since we live together, but we act like this super stuff are like a job. We fight in the field, and at the end of the day we go home to have dinner
Sasha! You're amazing! I have a question for you! How did you get your scar? I have a scar, too, that goes down my forehead, and I was just wondering about yours. It's actually adorable, and gives you a unique look. Would love to get a reply! Thanks so much!
My origin- I would grow tired of never finding my name on keychains in souvenir stores and then I would vow that the world will "know my name."
My Superhero backstory?
Due to a defect of birth I lack the ability to feel pain. (A strength and a weakness all in one) I keep to the shadows. I watch, i wait, I bide my time. When the evildoers let down their guard, I strike from the shadows, leave them trussed up for police and disappear.
I like your dark purple hair dye. It looks so cool. Like 1980s Psylocke. Very old school punk rock. It suits you. 🖤💜
I have met 3 disgraced care bears. Apathy Bear, Sadistic Bear, and Schadenfreude Bear.
For some random reason I woke up one day with the powers to fly. I wouldn't use these powers to do good or evil. I would just use to annoy people or shock them.
I would dress in a Red Lantern suit flight through the air and let everybody see the symbol. Maybe I could paint my cat blue. But I doubt if I could accomplish that without getting scratched up to hell.
Can you please do a part 3
Hands down I’m going for the bioluminescence and tentacles.
I LOVE this channel, more because of the green wig.
The Hentai Tentacles reference conjured some REALLY disturbing images.
I think Grammar Nuke does most of his crime-fighting on UA-cam and Facebook.
After a radioactive blender fell out a window & hit me on the head, my body was forever transformed into a cold delicious blend of icecream & milk. Now with the ability to shift any part of my body, squeeze through any crack, quinch any thirst, & bring all the boys to the yard, damn right, I now bring exponential amounts of joy to all paths I cross. I am... THE SHAKE
" Let - them - fight"
"Assume - the - position"
I like to be a hero to help batman.
'The Tea' the supervillain that has all the juicy superhero gossip. Heroes try to thrwart The Tea but it always turns into a gossip sesh and The Tea always gets away.
Need an origin tho 🤔
Non Sequitur Man: His origin story is
Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Non Sequitur Man
XD
i hate you for making me laugh at that
I am a spy for Santa, finding out who is naughty and who is nice. For people extra naughty we take them to the Cooler.
“I was born a baby but stole a tank.”
THE TANK TODDLER!