In 2006 comic book legend Stan Lee hosted a little two season reality television show called “Who Wants To Be A Superhero.” The season one winner was Feedback- a young computer scientist who channeled the powers of the video games he played.
An odd little collection of fans grew up around Feedback, we became his sidekicks, his “Tech Support.” We created our own superpowered characters, we wrote Feedback stories, created art, there was even an audio drama, voicing our own characters. Spread all over the country, we became close friends, meeting up both online and in person.
This story is the result of 17 years of us being together. I hope you’ll enjoy the story.
Full Circle Author Forward
Author’s Forward I debated whether to make this story public. It is based on the “Who Wants to be a Superhero” WWTBASH as…
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“You’re Feedback, aren’t you?” “You’ve heard of me?” I broke the last chain confining fifteen-year-old Liana and she stood up to look around….
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The Mega-bee’s wingspan was longer than I was tall, it looked like it belonged in a Godzilla movie. Around the yard there were…
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“Sorry to keep you waiting.” I walked into my office carrying a teapot full of water for Hygena and myself. We had long…
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Like everything else at Tech Support, our arboretum was on a grand scale. It was a circular structure, 140 feet across. We used…
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“Wow, this place is amazing,” Basura said the next morning. Her quiet appreciation was evident in her face; her dark eyes taking in…
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By the time we arrived, the front of the warehouse was fully engulfed. “There’s Bee Sting,” Drive pointed to the villain’s black and…
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“What is east, Bee Sting?” I knew I wouldn’t get an answer, at least not an honest one. There may have been nothing…
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I didn’t know where I was, but I wasn’t wearing my super suit. At least I didn’t think I was. I squinted my…
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The Los Angeles city hall is world famous. Kellan loves its art deco tower with the floors on either side and sees a…
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I stared at the equation on K2’s white board. Sam Dewey and his illegal beekeeping my ASCII code. Tribunal had looked over the…
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“I’ve got to say, I’ve seen less remote places.” Defrag said as the Gulfstream G650ER landed in the Travertine Palms Wash of the…
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“The…” “Breathe, dude. Breathe or you’ll pass out,” NitroG said. I gasped obediently. It was The Lair. The LAIR. “The entire Lair?” Blue…
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“Hey team.” My depression had been firmly replaced by angry determination. I didn’t know what The Dark Enforcer was up to, but he…
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I wasn’t sure which was worse, being taken off a mission that was rightfully mine, or Sam Dewey’s legal wrangling. “Feedback?” Lechara sat…
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“It worked beautifully. Dr. Dark cried like a baby,” CPU said beside me as we headed to the transport center. “The downside is…
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We arrived at the maintenance parking lot of Hill Upon Hill Golf Club. The night was cool with just the slightest hint of…
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The path led to a room filled with huge drums of raw honey. I’d heard once that it took two dozen bees their…
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“Tribunal? Enforcer?” I repeated The Dark Enforcer’s name two more times, calming my breathing to hear better. I was met by silence. I’d…
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When my children were young, they would have nightmares about waking up and seeing the Dark Enforcer hovering over them. From what they…
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