Sometimes Life Need To Emulate Television
I know it is a bit juvenile, but I have wanted a team. If I could round up about 4 teenage cohorts with giant robot vehicles, and mad martial arts skills, I think my day would play out a bit differently. I originally thought that if I had 3 pals that were twenty-something animals with some genetic…anomalies, as well as skilled in the combat arts, adventures would follow. The only catch with that is that I realized that as a black man, the last thing I need is kung-fu fightin’ friggin mutants hanging out with me. So I have settled on ninjas, either white, or robot ninjas. The fact is, I just don’t know which are more likely to turn on their human master, i.e. me.