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A Retcon

by on May 18, 2013

I have been working onย  a superhero novel recently, in which I decided to explore the origin story of one of the first superheroes I ever made up: Gaseous Girl. I used to write a blog on Xanga way back in the day (by which I mean, 2008), and I did straight-up ordinary superheroes for a while, and then, suddenly, the inspiration for Gaseous Girl struck me. ๐Ÿ™‚ย  Gaseous Girl was my first exploration into the world of wacky random writing, which led eventually to the Catrina Chronicles, and Captain Happily Married, star of my 2013 NaNoWriMo novel, which I am currently editing. She’s made one or two cameo appearances in various stories on this blog, for instance this one.
At any rate, I’m mainly writing this because, in her origin story that I’m writing at present, I intended to show how her relationship with her love interest, Mr. Acidic, got started. But something about that just didn’t quite feel right. The more I thought about it, the more I concluded that I really didn’t care for Mr. Acidic as her love interest. She needed someone else. And so, I created….the Wombat. He has phenomenal Wombat Powers. He can burrow faster than a speeding badger. Leap ferocious dingos in a single bound. Also I like the word “Wombat”. It’s just one of those words that are fun to say. Like smock. Or wafting. Or spleen. Wombat wombat wombat. ๐Ÿ˜€

That being the case, I fear I’m going to have to retcon some things, as in all the previous stories where Gaseous Girl has made appearances on this blog, she’s been with Mr. Acidic. So. Let me be clear. Gaseous Girl is not, and has ever been, in a relationship with Mr. Acidic. Any references to said relationship, including any possible engagement, happened in an alternative timeline. We’ll call that one Gaseous Girl Five. In the proper timeline (Gaseous Girl Prime, you might say), she is with the Wombat. Shazam. Continuity: altered. Bam said the lady.

Of course, she won’t end up with the Wombat right away. I’ll probably throw in some sort of love-triangle stuff somewhere. It occurs to me that there hasn’t been too much of a realistic analysis of superhero dating practices. I mean, The Incredibles showed us what a superhero family might realistically look like, and I suppose Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog examined superhero relationships to some extent (though that was really more of a relationship with a super and non-super, and Dr. Horrible isn’t exactly the best role model in these matters). But how would superhero romances actually play out? What are the rules? You don’t kiss till the third date, or so I’ve been led to believe, but what about telepathy? (Actually, I think telepathy would have its own separate etiquette). Of course, on Justice League there were several superhero couples, like the Green Lantern and Hawkgirl, and (sort of), Batman and Wonder Woman.ย  So it’s been looked at to some extent. I figure it might be interesting to follow the whole superhero dating process from beginning to end. Just for fun, of course. ๐Ÿ™‚

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6 Comments
  1. Just for saying the word “smock” I liked your post. Always a favorite word of mine.

  2. Retcons can work, when handled correctly.
    Good luck with this latest foray into fiction, old friend.

  3. Super hero dating is so complicated…

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