into: brightly colored spandex leotards, purple prose, ill-gotten gains, making you lurch
not into: Police. Security guards. People who say "where you at."
makes me happy: getting away with it
makes me sad: That Hawkman has his own continuing series.
hobbies: Planning the enslavement of mankind, harrassing the Justice Society, robbery, checking my email,
5 things i can't live without: My inner ear deficiency, my suit, my drycleaner's number, icy-hot patches, AA sponsor.
vices: None! By all accounts I am perfect. Oh. Yeah. Smugness.
thoughts on sg: I like it
i spend most of my free time: Planning the death of your favorite costumed good guy.
occupation: Supervillain
current crush: Your mom.
stats: Never on the first date
body mods: Only scars.
heroes: Anyone who shows up drunk for an interview
gets me hot: knocking over your local Chase Manhattan
favorite position: on top of Mr. Terrific's corpse. I mean, come on? My DOG has a better name than Mr. Terrific.
It's Noodles.
fantasy: Unquestioned dominance of the World
sign: Ophiuchus
most humbling moment: Being defeated by Green Arrow. I mean, come on! Green. Fucking. Arrow. Seriously.
i lost my virginity: I run around in a bright green suit and cape. When do you think?
CIGARETTES: Nope
MY DIET: Omnivore
ALCOHOL: I am a complete drunkard
MY DRUG USE: Down the hatch
I AM LOOKING FOR: whoever comes along
MY KINK FACTOR: I'll try anything once, especially if you beg for it.
MY POLITICS: None apply, you assholes
POT: Occasionally
MY STATUS: single
I WANT: Romance, Booty, Friendship, Online Flirting
MY PIGEONHOLES: Fuck you, I defy categories
