u/Chrysal1sM

They sold their souls to Santa for peat grower.

You'll end up at a hotel and fork over all your money. After that, you're screwed.

This was removed from r/shittysuperpowers, and all available information from the comments suggested it would be better suited to this subreddit.

Hi everyone! Long time Toku fan in one way or another, grew up watching Power Rangers (watched a little of pretty much every season in some capacity via early 2010s netflix though my heart is still with samurai even with its much more blatant flaws now that I am older), learned how to actually pronounce Zyuranger about a decade after I learned about what Mighty Morphin was based on, and have recently gotten hooked on Kamen Rider Zeztz.

Recently, I've been mulling over an idea for an American toku-esque show somewhat like Mystery Men meets Super Sentai. It would focus on a group of C-list heroes with rather niche, weird, or almost pointless powers. While all the serious superheroes are dealing with major threats, these guys usually have to deal with something on the level of a maniac trying to fill City Hall with lukewarm canned ravioli. Nobody takes them seriously. If Batman's worst enemy is the Joker, these guys' archenemy would be on the tier of Condiment King or Kite Man.

However, there has started to be an uptick in occurrences of supervillains with utterly bizarre powers or gimmicks that the big-name heroes won't take seriously enough to put their time into stopping their oddly petty schemes. It's up to the heroes to deal with all these weird villains and figure out what exactly is causing all of these guys to keep showing up (I was imagining some sort of shadowy figure who can give people powers to fulfill their wicked desires and is feeding on all the chaos that their schemes are causing).

The reason I am posting about this is that I've oddly been inspired to make an effort to try and get people together and actually make something with this idea, if only a written story. I wanted to get some feedback to see if this is something anyone would be interested in.

Saga.

The bartender says, “Sorry, but we can’t serve you right now. Larger Parties need a reservation in advance.”

It was the 1985 Hide and Seek world champion.

I was rewatching a little of one of my favorite shows from when I was a kid not too long ago. Said show was one of the many seasons of power rangers, and rethinking on the repetitive format of the episodes and a little joking on how horrible it must be to live in any town the power rangers are defending considering the constant monster attacks would be sparked an idea I wanted to get out of my head and share, albeit in a bit of a rough format.

So the domain would have formed after a ancient space wizard figure found a limitless energy source contained within a crystal on a remote planet while exploring space. He takes it to increase his own power not knowing it was the literal heart of the planet. The indigenous alien empire living on the planet quickly detects the theft of their planets life force, and prepares their army to retrieve it before their planet dies.

The Wizard flees to an earth like planet, landing in a small town where he is able to recruit teenagers with attitude to use the stolen power to fight off the alien army, all under the assumption that they are hostile invaders. This goes on for a while until somehow the rangers find out the truth and confront the wizard over what he has done. Panicking, he cuts their safe access to their power, causing them to basically be consumed by the now un-tempered magic energy coursing through them, and catching the dark powers notice...

I was imagining the Darklord's torment would be the fact that the town is invaded every week by an alien monster out for his blood, and he keeps recruiting team of teenagers to defend him, killing and replacing them when they inevitably find out the truth.

One day however, young Jacob Clampett came running into the town hall screaming. After he had a few moments calm down, he started talking about how he had been down at Creighton’s old gothic mansion on a dare, and had seen the doctor growing something in a vat: a giant misshapen duplicate of himself.

Naturally, this alarmed the townsfolk, so some of them decided to gang up that very night and put a stop to the doctor’s madness. The local stonemason and bricklayer brought some of their surplus supplies, and the librarian brought the hardest and heaviest books in the entire library to arm the others. Last was an old falconer, who only swore by his specially trained hunting hawk for protection. Now armed, the townsfolk set out.

When they busted down the mansion door, they found the house filled with hordes of flawed doppelgängers of Creighton. They layed on them in zealous fury. Many of the things died by the Encyclopedia Britannica to the face, a stone thrown through their half formed chest, or by having their eyes pecked out. Before they knew it, they were victorious over the monsters. Still… Where was the doctor?

Suddenly, they heard a car starting up outside! The doctor had gotten into his automobile while the town was distracted by his creations! It was too late for the book wielders to get him, and they’d run out of building materials for ammo, so they turned to the grizzled old falconer. It was all up to him…

He sent his hawk to attack the doctor and…

BLAM!

The doctor drew his .44 and plugged the bird right out of the sky before it could catch up! The townsfolk could do nothing but hear his final gloat as he escaped into the night…

“Bricks and tomes may break my clones, but birds will never hurt me!”

To sell silk.