Super Thoughts

28 February 2008

This week's exercise to write a superhero's interior monologue. Through this monologue, the writer should be able to convey the superhero's thoughts, powers or adventures. Here's what I did:

That was close.

Blondie Moño had been up to his usual tricks. I’ve always known that his sudden resignation as a graphic artist from that TriRise outsourcing firm wasn’t just a simple career move. Sure, he had been an anti-GMA advocate but I know a clever cover when I see one. He was always more than what he appeared to be. But I got my sights on him. That’s why Agent Donita assigned me to work undercover in that same firm. So that I could keep an eye on him.

He thought I wouldn’t anticipate his terrorist deeds. I was there to foil his Operation Lason, a devious plan to intoxicate all burger stands in Cebu. But my investigative skills and cunning stealth had allowed me to infiltrate Burger Machine without detection just in time to thwart his evil plan. With my green jacket of invisibility, I tricked his guards into thinking I was just a gust of wind. But alas! Kevin seemed to have spotted me but that can’t be — my powers were infallible! It was just my mind playing tricks on me. There’s no way he could have spotted me when I was that good. Besides, my green jacket of invisibility has never failed me yet.

But I needed to be sure! That was why I decided to become invisible for the remainder of my days in the office! They don’t know I’ve been watching them all this time.

But the scheming Blondie Moño had set his plans to blow up E-Mall! I had to be quick and clever this time. I managed to reach the whistle bomb just in time. I disabled it with just 3 seconds remaining in its timer. Another close call. I should have been more vigilant. Wait! Was that Nina? What was she doing there? Was she in league with Blondie Moño? So many questions, no easy answers. But I need to know. I need to be sure.

I have decided on a plan. I need to impersonate Emmanuel to get close to Nina. It’s the only way.

It could be dangerous. Hell, it could be fatal. But nobody can do this except me. I am not afraid. I am ready.

For I am … Nowhere Man.


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