Villian or Hero?

[Cybren]

Neither.
I'd like to picture myself as Solidus Snake. "evil", but in the end, fighting for a noble cause. Though, I wouldn't like to do the whole killing little kids thing. That's not that nice.

[IHateMakingNames]

I would be a villain. Actually, I would use my power(s) to make my life better, but most people would view this as evil.

However, unless I am completely invunerable, and it is impossible to kill me, I wouldn't be a villain in public. I don't want to be feared and killable. So if I could, I would use my power(s) in secret (ex. mind control). If my power(s) can't be used in secret (ex. laser-beam eyes), then I would use it to get fame and fortune, which may include some 'good' acts.

If I was invunerable, I would go on a rampage if my power(s) are destructive. I'm not up to killing though, so I'd try to avoid that.

[Bob The Mercenary]

I'd usually go superhero, because I've always wanted to be one. But, lately it's been "villain all the way" with me.

But, I'd do other more dastardly stuff than rob a bank or hold up a jewelry store. I'd commit true acts of evil, like steal all of the doorknobs in the world. I mean what would you do if you woke up and found out that every doorknob in the world had gone missing? It would force the entire world to convert to push doors, and I would turn into the #1 supplier of push doors in the world.

Oh, but that's not the worst part. I would write "pull" on every door I sold. Zomg!

[EVILNess]

Oh, but that's not the worst part. I would write "pull" on every door I sold. Zomg!

Thats... thats...evil...

[CelesJessa]

The fun, joking side of me would be evil all the way. (in fact, at school, when we joke around in my group of friends, I'm the "evil overlordess" heheh ^^;; ) I'd get minions kissing my feet and walking of pins and needles just to make me happy. I could "employ" my own evil clothes designer to make me evil, yet awesome outfits. (it's not evil, really, but if I was evil overlordess I would get a door opener, and the only thing he would do all day is open and close the huge door to my huge palace all day, (even if nobody was coming) just... open... close... open... close. It's like chinese water torture... but... not exactly.) I would love being evil.

But... with me with my morals and everything... I would probably end up being a hero. ^^;;

[synkr0nized]

As I plan to manipulate the world, I would see villainy in my future.

But, really, I wouldn't normally want to be a hero for any reason. Not borrowing from existing storylines and the like, villainy still has a certain appeal. It allows you to only adhere to the morals and honours that you feel are worthwhile. You do not answer to any one else's guidelines or requests. You are free to gather power via whichever and whatever means are most appealing. You are free to be selfish (I am very selfish).

I would also argue that, in existing universes and stories, the villains have the better toys, powers, and lines. It's not normal to see several villains teaming up to fight one good guy, though the opposite is true. But that's all make believe.

Good villains ("good" is an adjective, people, not a state, here) are engrained within society enough that they can't just be "beaten" and locked away. I'm not talking "hold the world hostage for ransom money" villainry. Destruction of everything and authoritarian control of the world are trite and meaningless, especially the former. I will have my hand in many different affairs and sway the populace when needed. I suppose I am leaving myself free to alter my agenda by not explicitly stating anything here.

Many of the best villains don't even need super powers. So, if I am already pursuing my interests and, on top of the success I will have via my clever manipulations and dealings or what have you, I have powers and abilities above those of normal human beings, I see no reason to ever choose to be a super hero.

[HRslammR]

i'd be a hero, b/c i know that when the great cosmic shit hits the fan, i'd do what i could to make sure the "good" side won. i'm a pacificist and wouldn't deliberately kill people just for my own villianous purposes. even if i don't get any respect or admiration, i'd still know what i'm doing what's the right thing.

this is of course excluding all "gray" areas of social issues and etc.

plus i've already created a superhero who'd rock. random: i think BM for all his evil-ness is still not a bad dude at his core.

[Lockeownzj00]

But, really, I wouldn't normally want to be a hero for any reason. Not borrowing from existing storylines and the like, villainy still has a certain appeal. It allows you to only adhere to the morals and honours that you feel are worthwhile.

Like I said in my post, though, chaotic good might be ideal. And even if I *were* a superhero, fully, I would have no objectivist, religious doctrine to abide to--I'm not a masochist

Although I'm totally with you about subtly influencing the massively ignorant populace--that seriously rocks. Cunning > everything else.

[Azisien]

I'd start out as a hero. But through helping countless people, and during those experiences getting to know first-hand how retarded humanity is, I would begin to warp.

And the warping would continue. I'd lay in my bed at night and I'd think nasty thoughts. "So what if I burned down that orphanage?" I'd say to myself. "Man, that garbage man was a retard." Eventually my cat would stop coming over for petting because I'd talk to myself so much.

And then sanity goes to instability which proceeds to full-fledged insanity. Then I'd be a villain I guess. I'd go on rampages. I'd use my powers and manipulate objects and people for my personal gain. I would kill those that piss me off and those that try to stop me. I have never been much of a world dominator, so I wouldn't quite be a SUPERvillain. I would make sure I am secure, probably with an orbital or moon base of some kind. I would order governments to stop being retarded and bow down to all that is logical. And they would call me evil, and I would laugh my evil laugh and I would call them retarded (because they are).

I would continue to play video games of course, no doubt through a very powerful wireless internet connection from my orbital/moon base. And I would blow up the buildings related to poor game developers. I would play favorites and be nasty and evil. Not too nasty though. I wouldn't kill kids, and I wouldn't hit dames...much. I've never been one for torture, and I don't really like horrifying displays of graphic violence. I'd give my victims a choice, one chance: Give me what I want or I throw you into my singularity machine! Bwahahaha! Yes, I hope to have manipulation over gravity, my favorite of nature's laws. If I have to destroy a city, I'd much prefer throwing a black hole at it. I would call myself Gravneto. School kids would make fun of me and there would be commercials on television that teased at my idiotic name.

I would curse them! I would shake my fist in the general direction of their continent atop my gleaming ivory tower on the Moon. I would wish I brought more oxygen and less ivory, and I would mourn the now existinct elephants. After fifteen minutes of mourning I would feel better, but I would continue to curse the school kids especially. They know I wouldn't harm them, because for some odd reason Gravneto isn't entirely merciless.

But then something would toss me over the edge. Something like a bad commercial. In fact I can almost gauruntee to you right now a very bad commercial would drive Gravneto into a psychotic rage atop his ivory tower with digital cable (very long cable it is, Gravneto thinks satellites are stupid). He thinks they are SO stupid, that he begins bombarding Earth with their own satellites. He curses plasma for destroying most of the satellites before they struck the pathetic human cities with their bad commercials and laughing school kids.

I'd laugh when the pathetic heroes of Earth tried to harm me while I bombard their useless planet using my gravitational powers. I'd laugh as some of them tried to build contraptions that make no actual sense in reality and blew up in their faces (killing them of course). I'd laugh when some of them challenged me to an ultimate duel in Earth's atmosphere and then neglected their spacesuit. I'd laugh as they suffocated and as the air bubbles forming in their bloodstreams from vaccuum exposure finally did them in. I'd laugh as I piled them into a massive ball of dead hero corpses and I would name it a superball. I would hurl said ball at one hundred gees towards the Earth and curse it's pathetic atmosphere once more for burning up the weak superhero flesh. I'd laugh at myself, no doubt in a mirror, for hurling them so fast and compressing their former bodies into fleshy pancakes that rained down onto those bastard school kids who finally stopped laughing and started crying because it was raining superhero.

I'd continue to laugh until my eyes started to bulge out and veins formed in my head where they shouldn't form. I'd draw asteroids from the asteroid belt with my powers and I would begin a slow, torturous bombardment of Earth. I would use Google to find a city at random and then use my powers to hurl an asteroid at it at mach 10. I would laugh pointlessly in the vaccum of space where laughing didn't even work anyway and I would grow tired of bombing Earth after several years.

The laughing gets worse and soon I come to the realization that I've been laughing for the past decade. Why can't I stop laughing?! This is ridiculous! Naturally, I blame the school kids, and make the assumption that school kids even exist on the pathetic planet known as Earth. While laughing I come across theoretical cosmology books and I read them and I realize how insignificant we all are. In my laughter I doom humanity to insignificance forever and finish the job. I tear Mars out of its pathetic orbit and send it hurtling at the pathetic planet known as "Earth" by the humans.

I laugh my incredulous laugh as I watch Mars and Earth annihilate themselves from my spectacular vantage point on the Moon. I quickly use my gravitational powers to escape, of course, knowing the Moon would soon be destroyed as well. I use my powers to propel myself to near light speeds and spend some time laughing my way around the solar system. I get lonely. I start to feel guilty. I. Stop. Laughing.

I cry. I cry for almost a month, and my eyes bleed for 29 days because I cried so long! But wait, what if someone survived? I call myself a fool at first, but then I remember all those books and movies about humanity creating Sleeper spaceships and Colony ships and leaving the planet if the Earth was ever destroyed. Surely during my decade-long bombardment of Earth they would have considered and constructed such a spaceship. Surely, I tell myself somewhere between where Mars should have been and a rather large asteroid I named Alfonso.

I use my mode of transportation to go back to Earth, or rather Ears, or rather what is left of Ears. And I tell myself how stupid I am for trying to search through cosmic debris. Talk about a needle in a haystack! I damn near start laughing again, but then I remember back to the old days and I stifle it. I give up my search after about three days and take a quick trip to Venus to decide what I'll do next. I contemplate my existence on the pathetic planet named Venus. I begin meditating in an attempt to amplify my powers and after several years I gain a sixth-sense, a gravity sense! By this time I am so ruthlessly villainous and corrupt, even Hitler would vomit in my presence. Whether that was from the evil, or the horrid amounts of sulphur on me from my years of meditation on Venus, well, that depends on who you ask. Using my gravity sense, I would find the Sleeper Ship of the pathetic humans! Yes! It did exist! I knew humanity would be selfish and retarded enough to think they could somehow survive the destruction of their native and pathetic planet!

I board their snoring ship and murder those that are awake with my singularity blasts. I take some time looking at their course trajectory. Alpha Centauri, eh! They want Alpha Centauri?! I'LL GIVE THEM ALPHA CENTAURI!!!! I would say, and I would use my interstellar gravitational powers to draw Alpha Centauri towards Sol. The sensors on the pathetic human ship would blare and scream as the two stellar bodies hurtled at 99.999999999999c towards each other. I would laugh then, I would laugh so loud it would heat up the air and awake the pathetic humans from their pathetic cryogenic sleep so they could witness their last moments as Sol and Alpha Centauri collided, creating the most brilliant explosion this solar system would ever experience. I would laugh even in my last moments and channel all of my power to create a quantum wormhole and tunnel myself to the edge of the universe. And I would laugh as I forced the expansion of space itself to a grinding halt, and then to a decrease. And I would laugh as entire galaxies were obliterated in the squeeze and the whole universe shrunk into a pathetic cosmic nugget. I create a massive super black hole containing the entire material universe and I laugh as the pathetic D-branes that brought this pathetic universe into existence begin collapsing and imploding on each other due to the shear ultracosmic gravitational forces. And the whole multiverse would be caught in a vicious downward spiral of destructive chain reactions!

And that, THAT, is why I would be a villain.

[adamark]

Hero.

Although I'm sure most of my actions would be deemed "evil" by the liberal, relativist masses. That's doughnuts for you.