Dumb Superheroes Novels & Stories

Did this mean the teacher… was the boss of their boss? Their heads couldn't handle this information. Wait a second. Did the older man say "Master Pearce"? Was he referring to the same Master Pearce who conjured a leviathan out of thin air and defeated Deus Gamibo, the undefeated King of Martial Arts? Machetes, baseball bats, and various weapons clattered to the floor. They were terrified. Everyone had heard of Master Pearce. He was an actual superhero, unbeatable and indestructible! Cyclops felt despair consume him. "Oh God! Save me, Mr. Flemming!"

He asks looking at me intently. “Superheroes are mad up but yeah whatever.” I say and he smiles a little. “I don’t know if they’re made up.” He says and I look at him amused. “Knox, they’re fiction.” I and he shrugs his shoulders like he doesn’t agree. “I think I would be Superman.” He says and I look at him shocked. “Really?” I can’t believe his answer. Out of all the superheroes in the world “Yes!” He says offended. “Not even Iron man? Or …”

No one would suspect you and they would usually talk and act recklessly in front of you. “The weapon,” It was a scythe. A retractable scythe that could tear heavy metals like paper and pierce through anything even the soul. Using it, they can open treasures long-buried and kill anyone like nobody's business. It's a precious little thing. And it's in the rightful and very capable hands. Me. •••

Mark said after some minutes of tapping on his tablet. Superspeed? Super strength? Healing ability? Are these people really zombies? Zombies don't heal or possess super strength and speed but these ones are different. Definitely they are not zombies but something more dangerous than zombies. In all my life, have never imagined myself being in this kind of situation where I would be going on this kind of mission which could cost me my life.

“I do?” “Yep. Researchers from Binghamton University in the US published a study just two months ago titled ‘Captain Dorito and the bombshell: Supernormal stimuli in comics and film’. It proved that, based on BMI data, the average male superhero of Marvel is obese while the average female superhero is underweight – with big boobs.” “Dang.”

HOW COME YOU ARE SO DUMB? Will_the_devil REASON NUMBER 1: I WAS BROUGHT UP IN A PALACE. REASON NUMBER 2: I NEVER CAME IN CONACT WITH ANY OTHER KID FROM OUTSIDE OF THE PALACE. REASON NUMBER 3: I NEVER HAD FRIENDS AND NEVER FELT THE NEED TO LEARN THIS GEN Z VOCABULARY. I_pooped :000 THAT'S KINDA SAD, YOU KNOW. Will_the_devil ... I_pooped

Never. “Ugh,” said Maurice. “Honestly, worst superhero team, ever.” “Oh.” Claire’s wagging tail abruptly stopped wagging. “Really? I thought—” “Think about it. Invisible Woman, because she turns invisible, fine. Human Torch, obvious, no problem. The Thing, okay. And then Reed Richards. How much of an egomaniac do you have to be to call yourself Mr Fantastic? And what’s that got to do with stretching your arms? Mr Elastic, sure. But Mr Fantastic? If I was in that team, I’d be like, why don’t you Mr Fuck Off?”

"I won't say it. I won't say it even if I die. Zion, we are brothers. If you ask me to keep the secret, I will definitely not betray you. Even if my mommy hit me, I won't say it. Look, my butt is going to blossom." Wisdom pitifully took off his pants. His swollen buttocks made Zion narrow his eyes slightly and his little hands unconsciously tighten. "Your mom beat you?" "Yes, it hurts!" Wisdom said with grievance, with tears in his eyes, but he endured it secretly and said with a smile, "I'm pretty tough, this is my superpower, right? If I'm a superhero, what would you call me?" "Captain Butt-kicked." Zion answered. "Right, right! I'm Captain Butt-kicked! I am a great superhero! Citizens of

Chapter Two Of all the friends that Sam had me introduced to, I particularly had a liking for Felix. He was unique in a way and we seemed to share the same interests, like the love for superheroes, most specifically the Superman guy. Eventually, we got bored of playing soccer and some of the kids we were playing with headed to their homes. It was too early for us to go home, so we decided to play Hide and Seek afterwards, a game in which you hide and someone has to find out where you are. It was only the three of us, Sam, Felix and I. You know how the kids back in the rurals are always controlled by the city kids? Well, Felix and I hid and I made Sam look for us. After struggling, he finally

Dillon scrawled out his message. First, The Hulk is the dumbest and most useless of them all! No restraint, just SMASH! Plus, what about the contractors and ordinary people that have to clean up after his destruction? What about those poor souls? Does your "brawn and brains Banner" pay for damages and reimburse families for their dead loved ones? Anyway, hmm food wise, can you get me a Coke icee and maybe 'kittles? Purple bag?