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I have a super-power. Mine isn't the sort of thing you think of when you hear the term. It's not flying or invisibility or the ability to rearrange subatomic particles. My super-power can't be boiled down to a single word or a simple phrase. Nothing quite so grand, though I would like to believe it has saved many of my friends and family from pain and suffering.
My super-power is the ability to find bones, stones, fragments of metal, shards of glass, chunks of plastic, and so forth in my food.
"Sounds more like a super-weakness," you say. Well, consider it from this point of view: People who go out to eat with me have a much lower chance of finding said junk in their food. I figure that, although it could be seen as a super-weakness from my point of view, if I instead view this as a service super-power, I'm helping save the teeth of people everywhere.
Those of you who have dined with me know what I'm talking about. Some have argued that I find so much stuff in my food only because I chew so thoroughly and bite down rather more firmly than most gourmands. Granted. But how many of you have bitten down on part of a blender in your McDonald's soft-serve ice cream? Or a half-inch piece of a steel measuring cup in your gumbo? Or what appears to be a cube of tempered glass from a shattered windshield in your pasta? Or pea-sized stones in your salad? Seriously, I find something that doesn't belong in my meals - especially in restaurants - almost every time I dine out with people. I am not exaggerating.
I'm posting this now because I just found... an unidentifiable thing in my pasta. It would not give under great biting pressure. Looks like a pebble.
So: What's your super-power? (Super-weaknesses accepted.)
EDIT: Ooh, and what's your superhero name?
Chris
My super-power is the ability to find bones, stones, fragments of metal, shards of glass, chunks of plastic, and so forth in my food.
"Sounds more like a super-weakness," you say. Well, consider it from this point of view: People who go out to eat with me have a much lower chance of finding said junk in their food. I figure that, although it could be seen as a super-weakness from my point of view, if I instead view this as a service super-power, I'm helping save the teeth of people everywhere.
Those of you who have dined with me know what I'm talking about. Some have argued that I find so much stuff in my food only because I chew so thoroughly and bite down rather more firmly than most gourmands. Granted. But how many of you have bitten down on part of a blender in your McDonald's soft-serve ice cream? Or a half-inch piece of a steel measuring cup in your gumbo? Or what appears to be a cube of tempered glass from a shattered windshield in your pasta? Or pea-sized stones in your salad? Seriously, I find something that doesn't belong in my meals - especially in restaurants - almost every time I dine out with people. I am not exaggerating.
I'm posting this now because I just found... an unidentifiable thing in my pasta. It would not give under great biting pressure. Looks like a pebble.
So: What's your super-power? (Super-weaknesses accepted.)
EDIT: Ooh, and what's your superhero name?
Chris
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I'll play!
I also have a natural anti-entropy field, but it takes a really long time to notice the benefits of that one. :D
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Anti-entry field... goes well with the finding lost things; I suspect they come from the same source, or one feeds the other ;-)
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Extra credit for knowing the reference without following the link.
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Criminy!
My super power is sewing related, surely. Not sure how to define it, but yeah. Or, it is a kind of craft magic, passed on to me by my family. :>
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Ooh, yeah: Craft Magic Lass!
Hm, editing my post to request your superhero name. So what would you be called?
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I always remind people of someone they know... and it's usually obscure. "Oh! You look like my cousin's dog walker!" O RLY? :)
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So you stimulate memory. Hm, could help cure Alzheimer's.
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Four years ago, your dentist -- who, unbeknownst to you, dabbled in the occult before disappearing -- used an unusual amalgam in one of your fillings, which filling has a peculiar harmonic that attunes it to the subsurface of a necropolis in a nearby but quite horrifying dimension. The amalgam, when struck by your upper teeth while chewing, creates a tiny, temporary portal that opens in your mouth (you've felt the sensation, I'm sure, not unlike pop rocks, but probably chalked it up to overly spicy food or bad beef) and closes again almost instantaneously, but not before drawing forth some tiny thing buried in the unholy earth of the other-dimensional necropolis. So the pebbles? From the gravesites, or perhaps chips from sarcophagi. Bits of wood and the like? Coffins. Bits of bone? You can imagine.
On the plus side, it all tastes like chicken. Unholy, evil, putrescent chicken. :-)
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Then I considered your comment more soberly. Unfortunately, this is no laughing matter. Damn, there must be some way to harness this access to the other dimension! Perhaps I should contact the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense; they'll know what to do.
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Let me tell you how much it sucks to read not-fast when I gaze upon dozens of linear feet of books to be read for the Campbell....
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1) Naming things--I'm good at giving things names. Names can be powerful, and I can deliver good ones.
2) People Always Know Me From Somewhere -- It happens to me a lot, and not just as a cheesy pick-up line. People are convinced They Know Me From Somewhere and will keep suggesting how until I just pick something so they stop. It would be great to use as a networking tool should I become a spy or evil. I can align myself to anybody just because They Think They Know Me From Somewhere.
3) I break alarm clocks. My current one is going on 5 years, and it is the longest an alarm clock has ever lasted in my hands. One even started running time backwards. It is just one variable in what I call MellyStu Time.
My super hero name is MellyStu, of course.
Let me know when you write your Heroes story about ordinary citizens who don't wake up one day with super powers, but start to realize they had them all along, and by linking together our seemingly unimportant idiosyncrasies, we can destroy/save the world.
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2) Awesome! I can imagine how you would be the perfect spy or infiltrator.
3) I take it you don't mean you break them by hurling them across the room, that they simply stop working?
Of course!
What a great idea! Hm.....
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I'm great at recognizing by sight and even recalling context; names, on the other hand....
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Superhero Name: Obvious Man
Superhero catchphrase: "It's not surprising really that...[fill in any topic]"
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OMG I LOVE THIS ENTRY!!!!!
EEEEEEEEKKK!!
i guess that "comment" is really about the flotsam and not about your sassy super power. (which is NO weakness, by the way!!) now to comment on your icon. this comment, too, will be very deep. are you ready?
LOLZ!!! i love it!!
ok. i do, indeed have a super power. my official name is:
Magnacatrix!
i am a cat magnet -a veritable homing beacon for every stray cat on the planet and probably the moon, all other planets, their moons and the stars, too. that's right; my power is great!! my reach is wide!!! all homeless kittehs in the universe wind up on my doorstep! everyone is jealous of my super power. i know it for a fact.
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My Name is DOOM and my powers are legion!
2. I put in the word people are searching for so that they can finish their long boring story already.
3. Street lights also go out as I drive under them, but better than this, Stop lights go green as I approach.
4. I have serious park-fu as inherited from my Dad, we call it, "Chuck Luck".
In unrelated news last week I found a twist tie in my Sonic Chicken Wrap, I do not want this power.
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2. Hahahaha! I wonder if this is more a self-preservation thing than a super-power ;-)
3. Whoah. Seriously creepy and cool.
4. Awesome!
Yikes! See, if I'd been dining with you, you could have avoided the discomfort of discovery. For me it would have been just another day enjoying my powers at work.
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Um. I'm always right? =D
Seeing your super-power in action on a regular basis is great. It's a daily reminder that cutting down on the amount of processed food I eat is A Very Good Thing.
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Yeah, I think that without eating in restauraunts (or eating processed-food), I might never have proved my powers.
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Not such a great superpower, you say? I reply, "Mead, bear, wine, sourdough, pickles, sauerkraut."
My name? The Brew Queen.
Plus, I can challenge the other super-fast reader to a duel - I could read 9600 Baud back when computers were that slow.
I don't just knock out street lights - this morning, every light in my apartment quit working without warning. AND the circuit breaker refused to lock back into position, so evidently it is a pretty strong ability (it has shift-lock).
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I wish I could read so fast!
Wow, now that's some serious electromagnetic juju.
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Yeah, I think every super-power comes with a super-weakness. Most aren't as obvious as mine.
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Power Number One is the ability to walk into a restaurant in nearly any country and order food. I don't speak any languages other than English, but I eat just about everything. So I know a word or two for food in just about every cuisine possible.
Power Number Two is the ability to perceive everything about a beautiful woman's appearance in a quarter of a second. This means I don't crane... my... freakin'... neck like my other idiot male friends, and so I appear to be the polite one. Which is a superpower all its own.
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Re: Number Two: Lovely!
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Students try to assist the rest of us to gain your power, too, I've noticed, by assuming 90db conversation is inaudible to a teacher at the front of the room
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My husband's superpower is far more useful; the ability to get vast amounts of stuff in a limited space. We were the only people I know who could easily park both cars in a two-car garage, even with bikes, an old dryer, three windsurfers, a quantity of boards and unistrut, an old dresser, assorted rowing gear, a dolly, and I don't know what all else in there. When we pack the car for a trip, I just stand back and let him doing, helping as requested. Now he's in management, it turns out to work (though possibly to a lesser extent) with budgets and schedules as well. The only associated weakness I know of is the tendency to turn into a whirlwind and pack *everything*, including things we need to use before leaving.
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If you ever move, be careful about putting your husband in charge. I suspect he is enchanted with whatever makes a Bag of Holding work, and you might never find where everything went.
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What would a good name for me be? -thinking-
I don't know when it happened but it must've been early on because I've NEVER been subject to an ice cream headache (this means I can eat ice cream at an ALARMING rate!! --In fact some people might think that's my ability. haha) plus I remember walking over a mile in the snow to high school day after day with my friend, and having my toes survive fine.
And ask
Sabella's superpower is like the Black Canary. That girl can seriously screech!
Pharaoh can cry at the drop of a hat. I'm not sure this constitutes as a power though. -frown-
And Fred.... hm
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OH! I thought of one
FROSTBURN
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1) parallel parking - I once parallel parked into a space and when I was done, my front bumper was touching the car in front of me and my rear bumper was touching the car behind.
2) temperature resistant - I'm usually the last one to notice that a room is too warm or cold.
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I had a pseudo-version of your first one when I owned a beater 1968 Lincoln Continental in Seattle. I would place myself gently against the car behind me, then let off the brake pedal. That huge 460's torque at idle was enough to push a car back the few inches to allow me to fit within the spot. Heh.