CaptainFacebook

CaptainFacebook



Name : James Mitchell

Alias/Superhero name: Captain Facebook

Age: 28

Appearance: White and pale he has black hair, and black eyes, he wears a tight blue leather uniform, he also has a cape that he wears.and a leather mask that keeps his identity safe he also wears tight blue boots and in his chest he has a Facebook emblem and also wears leather blue gloves.

Abilities/powers: None

Likes: Facebook,Computer games

Dislikes: Spammers,Trolls,Hackers,Scammers

Love interest/Significant other: His only love interest is Facebook.

History: James Mitchell quickly sat down at his computer, Looking deeply into his screen. For the last two months now, the only thing he did after school was checking his Facebook, Twitter, Myspace and nothing else. He had been in college for a year now, but ever since the summer holidays everyone found the perfect excuse to avoid him.

Don't get me wrong, he was a fantastic person to have around, but ever since his annoying obsession with what he called o Internet justiceo popped up, no one could stand him. Around the sites they all frequented, he was well respected. He was always either a mod or admin, and always seemed to find any hate, troll or rude comment on every thread of a forum and delete it, despite only having one laptop.At the moment, he was looking at a site he as usually on, and was amusing himself at the thought that, with all the maintenance he did, the only thing he could do to advance his position would be to actually own the site.

While he smiled at himself, nearly not noticing the elusive advert that caught his eye. It was sitting at a corner of the screen, behind an o Order brideso one. Now, James Mitchell was no idiot- With all his training and all, he could spot a spammer advert immediately. But that's not what bothered him: all sites have spammer adverts, the point was that he didn't ALLOW for that advert to be there. Angrily, he banned it. But that wouldn't be the last he saw of it.

It was now seven o' clock pm of the next day, and James Mitchell was on his Laptop yet again. Sipping some tea, he was monitoring his o friendso on another popular site, when again the advert popped up. Curious of how that thing seemed to follow him, he actually read it this time.

This is what it said: Tired of your friends making fun of you? Calling you geek? Well now, with the new watchful tool, you can be an admin in ANY site you want! Yes, even Myspace! Shoot the four iPhones to win! It was of course a scam, but the idea still intrigued him. The tool seemed outfitted exactly for him. He decided to click on it, for a laugh. His pc was protected, anyhow. The monitor went funny, flashing of all different colors, until the computer emitted a sudden burst of light and turned off. o Dam it!!o He shouted, o I can't believe I fell for that!! I hope it isn't broken...o He decided to go to bed, giving his laptop the benefit of the doubt.

...

A thunderstorm raged outside. James Mitchell lived alone and isolated, but he still thought he'd be able to call for help if anything happened. Imbecile. He had no idea what was coming for him.He was sitting on the couch, sipping his warm tea again. He hadn't touched his laptop in days, scared to find out if it was busted, but he decided to do so. He connected it to the wall, as it was out of charge. o Look at thiso He said, as he scrolled through the various tabs of the websites he managed, o All these hate comments! I'm gone for four days, and they raise hell! Well, I'll show them,o he said confident.Then, lightning struck. Literally. The thunder passe through the electric grid at... well, lightning fast speed, reaching for the laptop, and James Mitchell only had time to swear under his breath before a blast of light hit him.

o Wow. That was... Weirdo He said, looking around him. The power had gone out.
He quickly ran into the bathroom, looking at himself,
o Boy! Look at this hair! I bet this is a sign! Just like the advert said! I now must have super-powers! I shall be...o
He paused.

o CAPTAIN FACEBOOK!o He shouted, striking a heroic pose.
Of course, he didn't get any superpowers, in fact, he was lucky he got away with freaky hair, but let a guy dream.