The Pop Flux ReportMore Like This
The Pop Flux Report
What’s next for our superhero role models?
Is Time Travel the next sci–fi bellwether?
Time once was that the “Hero” business was so much simpler
Whether you were Beowulf, Ulysses or Flash Gordon, you simply accepted that by birth or circumstances beyond your control, you were a special and exemplary specimen of humankind elevated above normal commoners.
Corsariomarcio X MEN DAYS OF FUTURE PAST poster
THE TRUTHMore Like This
It never stopped anymore.
It never ended.
IT NEVER FUCKING ENDED.
THAT'S WHY I HAD TO DO IT!
I HAD TO DO IT, MOTHERFUCKER!
KARKAT SAID I SHOULD STOP, BUT THAT MOTHERFUCKER DIDN'T FUCKING UNDERSTAND!
I tried not to listen.
I tried everything else I could think of.
I couldn't stop them...
I found that, when I did it, everything would get a little darker: my vision, my own voice, the colors of their blood. It would get especially bad at night, when Nepeta's high scream echoed off the walls and gave me no rest. I never seemed to sleep anymore. Tavros wasn't as warm as I last remembered him to be, and forcing his rigid arms around me only made my mind long for the days when he spoke in more than whispers and echoing breaths. Then, usually by the height of daylight, her wailing would start up...
Gamzee? Gamzee, please? Please don't hurt Equius...
I HAD TO DO IT! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND; SHE WOULD NEVER STOP!
...so I got tired of it. The wails