Super Hunk and Spandexia

Sorry I haven't posted much, but I haven't had much to say. Mostly I've been playing City of Heroes too much. I bought it (as a graduation present) when I heard that Marvel Comics was suing them. While playing it, I have learned a number of things:

• People are not very imaginative. Their origin stories are generally earnestly unoriginal. Their names are usually variations on something like Skatterskull or Killdeath.
• People assume that, because you are playing a female character, you yourself are a female character. In particular, my character Starbootie -- a Pam Grier-type glamazon with a name "borrowed" from one of RuPaul's early characters -- has been the subject of much innuendo. I usually just try to play along, and have yet to own up to my Y chromosome when playing this character.
• The reactions to my character, the Flaming Advocate -- who once worked as a bouncer at the Man Hole, until that fateful night when he was bit by a radioactive drag queen in a bar brawl over the last bottle of Zima -- range from merely annoying to honestly offensive. No real surprise there. (I do like the fact that my gay and female characters are real shit-kickers, and my straight male character is a weak coward who turns invisible and heals people.) Comics books in general tend to be pretty conservative in this regar, anyways.
• Superhero costumes make no sense. The capes, the leather, the high heels, the women running around in what amounts to a g-string and two band-aids -- I mean, I realize this when reading comics, but usually I don't pay attention to it. But when you have to design your own costume, you think about these things. So I have folks running around in jeans and t-shirts, well-tailored suits (as if that's more realistic), and sweats. Because if I had super-powers, that is the type of stuff I would want to wear. Also, no primary colors -- no need to attract attention in a battle. My female characters are (mostly) fully dressed, which may be why people assume that I must be a woman.

As you can see, I've been using my time constructively. Oh well. I did find out that, in spite of my worst efforts, I got an A in my research class. I want to know what I had to screw up to get only a B! But at least now graduation is official.