The Living Eraser is straight up Silver Age. He is hokey and ridiculous and wears a funny hat. He is also terrifying. He is an other-dimensional invader who erases you from one dimension and traps you in another, with a wave of his hand. Think about that...if you didn't KNOW that this guy was a loser, if he didn't monologue and scream his intentions to high heaven every panel he was in, if he didn't wear that ridiculous outfit, he would be the guy who makes people disappear forever. And that's scary.
Frankly, mix in some HP Lovecraft rhythms and a bit of Invasion of the Body Snatchers, and you've got yourself a potent brew of paranoia for any hero. All you'd really have to do is tweak things a bit here and there.
The Supremacy, for instance. That's a great title-both authoritative and menacing. Unfortunately it's attached to another green dude. But what if it wasn't?
Say, for instance, that the Eraser's home dimension has been invaded. Conquered. His people imprisoned by a rapacious species of extradimensional predators...the Spawn of Shuma-Gorath, say. And his people are to be devoured, just like every other living thing in their dimension, until the Eraser steps up and says, "Hey, you want snacks? I can get you snacks! Plenty of 'em!"
And thus it goes. The Living Eraser taking people from our world-undesirables mostly, but maybe he teams up with the Owl and removes obstacles from his new partner's path in return for a promise of steady sacrifices and/or help in saving his dimension...
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