The adventures of Clever Girl Assassin and Spaced Girl Hero http://stuperheroes.blogspirit.com/spaced_girl_hero/ Fri, 17 Nov 2006 16:35:44 +0100 blogSpirit.com All Rights Reserved http://stuperheroes.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/06/08/about-spaced-girl-hero.html http://stuperheroes.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/06/08/about-spaced-girl-hero.html noreply@blogspirit.com (Stuperheroes) Spaced Girl Hero Thu, 08 Jun 2006 16:26:57 +0200 <strong>Spaced Girl Hero--Stuperhero Extraordinaire</strong><br /><br /><strong>My Alter Ego</strong><br /><br />When I’m not fighting crime and punishing naughty evil-doers, I am <strong>Raven Ridesemraw</strong>, Witch. I spend most of my days in my secret Attic Lair located in the tallest tower of the <strong>Fortress of Sanity</strong>, casting spells, concocting potions, and formulating wicked curses to use against those who owe a Karmic Debt to the Universe. In between rituals to the Dark Goddess Kali and supplications to Quan Yin, the Goddess of Mercy and Compassion, I am usually engrossed in one of my books on Witchcraft and Magic. But when the <strong>Bitch Light </strong>shines I am <strong>Spaced Girl Hero Stuperhero Extraordinaire</strong>. Dressed in black leather pants and my stuper sexy silk tank top with my trusty whip at my side I’m ready to tame wild and unruly Man-boys and keep Howard Stern from spreading his insidious brand of misogyny all over the earth.<br /><br /><strong>How I met Clever Girl</strong><br /><br />During a stint in the Looney Bin, I was trapped in a cage like room sporting one of those fashionable jackets with the sleeves in the back—purple, after all being insane is no excuse for poor fashion sense. Using my lithe yoga-toned body I slipped out of the straight jacket and went to the door. Hearing no one on the other side I pulled out a bobby pin from my long black tresses and picked the lock. I ran frantically for the exit and when I turned to look behind me there was an earth shattering crash and a blinding flash of light as I collided with <strong>Brigitte Bleuballer</strong>, rocket scientist, who was fleeing from a vile man-woman with a lust for power. Our stupendous stuperpowers were activated in that moment and we’ve been fighting crime and punishing evil doer’s together every since.<br /><br /><strong>What About Benny</strong><br /><br />As we ran together towards freedom we heard a doctor’s voice in the hall, “Well, Benny, I don’t know what to tell you. It seems that you’re not depressed at all, you’re just British.” Seeing his rotating head and vibrating ears, we couldn’t resist and rescued him on our way out. Now he is our number one adoring fan and our bifter smoking British sidekick, not to mention <strong>Captain Jack’s </strong>arch nemesis.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Ravs and Favs</strong><br /><br /><br />Book: 100 and 1 Ways to Tease Your Lover<br /><br />Food: A Brad and Orlando Sandwich<br /><br />Music: Metal/Alternative<br /><br />Bands: The Dead Milkmen, Flogging Molly, Incubus, Disturbed, the Violent Femmes, System of a Down<br /><br />Weapon: My trusty black leather whip<br /><br />TV: Buffy the Vampire Slayer<br /><br />Weakness: Bright, shiny things<br /><br />Movie: Kill Bill<br /><br />Insult: Wanker, You’re some can of piss.<br /><br />Sexual Position: Doggy Style<br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Fetishes</strong><br /><br />Whips<br /><br />Chains<br /><br />Whipped cream<br /><br />Boy-toys<br /><br />Anything that vibrates