A.I. Co-Written Treatment for A Summer Blockbuster Movie....

[I asked an Artificial Intelligence to write me a treatment summary for a summer blockbuster movie using my OTP as the protagonists. Here's what we came up with.]

Title: "Wonder Cap Project: Shadow Island"

Genre: Action/Adventure

Plot Summary:

"Wonder Cap Project: Shadow Island" is a thrilling summer blockbuster that brings together the iconic heroes Captain America and Wonder Woman as they join forces to confront the arch-villains Cheetah, Crossbones, and Giganta. The film takes audiences on an action-packed journey as our heroes face off against HYDRA, led by the Red Skull, who have seized control of an island nation near Wonder Woman's home island.

In the midst of escalating tensions between nations, the island nation succumbs to HYDRA's relentless assault. The Amazonian troops, led by Wonder Woman, prepare for an invasion for neighboring Themyscira, while Captain America senses that a greater threat lies beneath the surface.

With their mutual concern, Captain America and Wonder Woman forge an alliance, deciding to infiltrate the HYDRA-controlled island and uncover their nefarious plans. As they arrive, they discover that HYDRA has established a sinister operation where they merge science and dark magic to conduct experiments on innocent people.

Upon infiltrating the island, Captain America and Wonder Woman find themselves face to face with an entire battalion of HYDRA soldiers, enhanced by the twisted powers bestowed upon them by HYDRA's experiments. In a series of intense and thrilling battles, our heroes must use their combined strength, agility, and strategic prowess to overcome the seemingly invincible forces standing in their way.

Unbeknownst to them, HYDRA has been using these experiments on unsuspecting individuals to create three ultimate weapons: Cheetah, an agile and ferocious feline-like predator; Crossbones, a formidable and lethal mercenary with enhanced strength and combat expertise; and Giganta, a towering behemoth with immense strength and destructive capabilities that rival even Wonder Woman.

As the heroes delve deeper into the island, they unveil HYDRA's grand plan — to utilize the island's resources and enslaved population to create super soldiers and amass unimaginable power. With time running out, Captain America and Wonder Woman must rally the remaining resistance on the island, liberating innocent lives and preparing for the final confrontation against Red Skull's forces.

The climactic battle pits our heroes against the malevolent Red Skull himself, as they confront him for his heinous crimes against humanity. With the fate of the island, Themyscira, and the world hanging in the balance, Captain America and Wonder Woman must tap into their unparalleled strength, unwavering determination, and unwavering belief in justice and freedom to defeat Red Skull and dismantle HYDRA's oppressive hold.

"Wonder Cap Project: Shadow Island" takes audiences on a thrilling rollercoaster ride of breathtaking action, high-stakes drama, and the embodiment of true heroism. As Captain America and Wonder Woman face insurmountable odds, they prove the power of unity, unwavering resolve, and the uncompromising will to protect those in need.

Note: Please keep in mind that this is a fictional plot treatment, and this film does not exist.

Merry Christmas 2019

Body Paint Artist Covers Both Characters

While most fan fiction writers and cosplay artists indulge in bringing their own talents to these timeless archetype characters, a few people get to stand out among their fellow fans and wind up creating something extraordinary. Kay Pike, a Canadian artist and body painter, takes careful practice to use herself as the canvas. Each week she talks to her fans and paints her body to match a lot of pop culture characters. She's been able to do Captain America once and Wonder Woman twice in a few different costumes. I've saved a few of her camera shots of the finished products and posted them here for all of you to enjoy. Do you like her artwork style? She's designed them to start as a 2D painting only for her image to come alive to an action pose.

As far as her classic wonder woman goes, I think she really got the hair flowing correctly and was able to accentuate the ripping muscles in her arms and abdomen. Some fans tend to accentuate Wonder Woman's beauty as her key asset, she is also gifted the strength of Hercules. She may have gone a little darker with the bodice given that the movie version has her bright red/white/blue iconic costume muted to darker shades. Can you tell that those wrist gauntlets are painted on? They look like the real metal props, don't they? What Kay knows best is all about shading herself to give that 3D look. A smaller wrist version that the earlier Wonder Woman uses would have been less likely to have been noticed. The bigger she went the more details she could show off in the project.

Captain America on the other hand was a bit more challenging considering her smaller frame doesn't quite fill out like Steve Rogers is supposed to. Kay's jawline does provide a slight disadvantage, but she makes up for it in the way she is able to paint the illusion of a broader muscular shoulders. From straight on, she hides her female curves to paint sight lines that transform her gender. It's a skill that she's carried over to many other male characters she's done. As Kay had perfected the wrist guards from Wonder Woman, she also put a lot of hard work to detailing the gloves. Those aren't layers of costume - that's all of her shading work! The ionic shield is also painted to where the metal would send some light reflecting off of it to give it a magnificent radiance.

 
You can join along with me to watch her weekly Saturday art projects on her Twitch channel. Subscribe there or follow the channel for her alerts of when she does go on camera. (Just don't bother her with her condition of modesty, she always wears a couple of pasties) She also shares a lot of Twitter pictures and updates her body painting statuses where you can find Kay Pike Twitter She also asks for some support for replenishing her art supplies on her Patreon website.

Does Kay's work inspire you to appreciate Steve and Diana more? Was she able to capture what makes these two magnificent pop culture icons?

4th Of July 2018

Captain America and Wonder Woman 2018

July 4th - American Independence Day

Merry Christmas 2015

Breast Cancer Awareness Month

I know this is an older campaign, but it's still very relevant to the world we are living in today. It's considered to be one of the largest pep rally in the world lending not only to the mission of "creating awareness", but also lending support and strength to those who have bravely fought against the ravaging breast cancer disease.

As Wonder Woman so directly illustrates, we need all women to make regular appointments and take responsibilities for their own health. Together we can find a cure. Together we can raise hope for those battling it right now.

Promotional: A Fan Fiction Epic

4th of July 215

Keeping It Basic on Valentines

At the agency's headquarters, Steve Rogers had an office. He rarely used it, preferring to be in the field constantly. It was late in the agency's building, Steve sat at his desk in his office with most of the usual stacks of files moved to another location in the room. His latest attention was to a old ratty book that looked like it had yellowed pages. He flipped through it carefully, but then set it down away from the center of the desk. He then pulled to the center a ream of scrap paper, a small bottle of Elmer's glue and a jar of glitter. He sat there at the desk and again pondered on what kind of direction he was going to take.
"Com'mon, Steve," he mumbled to himself. "You've punched out Hitler over 50 times, but somehow you've got to know how to make this simple little thing look great. Is this befitting a princess?"
At that moment, Diana had just arrived outside his wide open door. "Hey, Steve, I have the latest briefings to go over." She was still in her civilian office suit, but several the buttons on her white blouse had been undone. She had a stack of manilla file folders and a clipboard in her arms, but precariously hiding a second alternative motive.  Steve looked over in her oncoming direction wanted to panic. Was the surprise ruined? Steve couldn't let her see the special art project he was working on before it was finished. He quickly swooped up his art supplies and tossed them into any random desk drawer. But in his hustle to hide the contents, the glitter's lid wasn't fastened tightly and spilled. He tried to pose nonchalantly and prop his head up by his fist.
Diana always had a standing welcome when it came to Steve's office, so she let herself in through the doorway without bothering to knock. The click clack rhythm sound of her heels on the signaled her tip-toeing into the room. Steve watched her slow deliberate march forward toward his desk. Her shoulders dipped and her hips swayed back and forth. He tried not to make eye contact with his gaze. However, with each stepping movement, Steve could get a peek of Diana's cleavage. When she arrived, she flopped the stack of files and clipboard in her arm and revealed her true surprise intentions.
"It must be casual weekend at HQ." Steve looked up at her. "Who are those for?"
With a big smile on her face, Diana placed a bottle of Napa Valley's finest red wine and two long stem wine glasses. "I thought you might be thirsty," Diana looked down. "but is something on your mind? You always stand up when I enter the room."
"Oh, I'm very sorry, I guess I have been preoccupied tonight." Steve let a grimace curl his mouth and stood up from his chair anyway.
"Do you have a corkscrew?"
Steve quickly scanned his previously bare desk. But he also searched for evidence to his heart design. "Um, I don't think so, I don't keep something like that in my desk. I don't drink in my office - pointless to me when I can't get drunk." Steve needed a way to dismiss her self-invitation with his mind on finishing the paper heart.
"In that case," Diana reaches out for a pencil cup and finds a sharp letter opener and violently plunges it into the cork stopper. "I'll take care of it myself." With a strong heave, she pulls out the letter opener with the cork and holds it out like a lolly on a stick.
Steve's face went from a coy ambivalence to downright impressive. "You really don't know your own strength."
"Or, I just have some gifts left over from the gods." Diana asserted. She placed the bottle of wine back on his desk with the label out towards him to read. She then turned behind her to fetch a folding chair for herself and planted it right beside Steve's office desk.
"An '84," Steve picked up the bottle and poured some into the wine glasses. "I heard it was a good year."
Steve watched as Diana measured the wine equally in each glass. Steve eyes finally made contact with hers as he followed Diana picking up the glass closest to her up to her lips. Before taking that sip, she checks for Steve's cooperation, smiled, then signaled with her eyes directing him to his long stemmed goblet.
"So what are we drinking to?"
"You don't have a calendar in this room? Did you lose track of what day it is?"
"No, I know what day it is, I'm just too busy with work to plan for days." Steve looked away from Diana to out his office window. The February snow continued to lightly fall gathering to pile up along the outer windowsill.
"You're a hard man, Steve."
"I'm a busy man." Steve picked up his drink from the lip of the glass between his fingers. He turned it up to his mouth.
"You have to smell it first," Diana insisted. "You don't know anything about wine."
"The last time I even dared sip it, I was in an encampment over in France. Another soldier from the 107th had pocketed a bottle from an abandoned winery. When he took it out we all sipped from our canteens or G.I. tins. We didn't stop to appreciate it, just glad that we had a few minutes of not getting our heads shot off." Steve's nostalgia was taking a somber tone. He could feel Diana's lighthearted visit turn to another therapy session. His eyes glazed over as his war-torn visualization alienated him from Diana. A few minutes go in silence before he hears Diana's voice sharply cut through the PTSD.
"Well, you're not in France now, you're here with me." Diana pointed with her index finger on the desk. She tapped with her nail. "Look, I'll show you." Steve watched her bring the long stem glass up to her nose and breath in the aroma. Once her eyes close, her face commits to blissful changes. Steve watches voyeuristic as she indulges herself in the pleasurable aroma of the wine. He can't really tell what she is thinking about but when she opens her eyes again, she is smiling wide again. Steve watched her enjoy her moment of satisfaction. Was it the lights in the room or was Diana again working her mojo on him? Steve witnessed her big grin gleaming like the her costume's golden tiara. He could feel his guard sliding away. For her sake, Steve tried again, to learn properly and picked up his glass.
"Here's a tip for you," Diana broke in. "Not by the top, but by the stem," She held out her own wine glass demonstrating it to Steve. "If you hold it here then your hands aren't warming the wine. It could stay chilled longer."
Steve tried it on his own. The sophistication really wasn't his normal style, but as long as it kept her pleased, he played along with it. It had a real fruity taste on his pallet. He let the wine slowly swish on his tongue to savor it. That was the only genuine pleasure that he received from alcohol. His metabolism didn't allow him to get drunk no matter the quantity.
"So, what are you doing here tonight?" they both asked each other in unison. Steve smiled and nodded.
"You first."
"I'm monitoring the shipping routes from Madripoor to Latveria. Assessing the intelligence reports,.. you know.. the usual."
Diana paused after his answer. "I just saw the light on." She followed that up with yet another gleaming smile. The expression changed quickly as her hands reached down to her feet yanking her black quarter inch heels off. She then dangled them by the tips of her fingers on her left and and flopped them together like a rattle.
"How much of those intelligence reports requires art supplies?"
Steve's coy demeanor turned to internal panic. Was she spying outside his door long enough to see his special surprise project? "Oh, that.. um.. well..," Steve stammered as he tried to come up with a dodge to the question. In the field, Steve Rogers was in command of many including himself. He is fast thinking battle strategist, the way he could perfectly bank and boomerang his shield was no help to escaping Diana's relentless inquisition. He could feel the grip of Diana's compelling presence and personality. She teased him more with a clear view of her open blouse by leaning in closer towards him. Was she even aware of her tousled exhibition, Steve wondered?
He tried never to lie to her. He couldn't. Stalling is he best he could do to duck the questions he couldn't answer. "No, I'm serious, I really was looking at intelligence reports.... it's just that.."
"..that's wasn't all you were doing." Diana finished his sentence. "Unless this place turns into a gentleman's club when we're not around, the glitter on your cheek is real suspicious."
Steve's face became flush with red as the same wine shade. He finally noticed the spilled glitter on his desktop and rapidly searched for more obvious locations.
"You've got that stuff all over your right cheek."
Steve playfully swats away her hand that she sopped up by her tongue. He recoiled away from her as she reached out with a hand to wipe it off. The further he pulled back, the further she reached out to touch him. "What are you? My mother now?"
Diana succeeds in wiping his face from the crumbly silver pieces. She caressed his face in such a gentle way that the touch on his face felt like a tranquilizing gesture. Steve recalled and compared it to the precipitous kiss that Diana gave him at Christmas time. That holiday kiss was forced on him unexpectedly, but connecting to her in the moment now had him turning like clay in her hands.
There was no other way around the truth. Where was his usually trusty shield to block the truth seeking missiles fired in his direction? This meant that Steve had to give in easier than he wanted. His covert holiday project wasn't at all finished and he'd rather get back to completing it. If he stalled her longer into boredom, she might have left him alone, but there would have been stern consequences.
He chose to slide the top drawer of his desk out and reveal some of the truth. It had to be set out delicately if she was to be brought in to his private feelings.
"That looks like it's been through a war." Diana's eyes got a little wider to Steve as the surprise had been rushed to waste on her persistent interrogation.
"Yes. Actually, It's been through two wars," corrected Steve. It was a grey bound book with yellowed pages. It was held together by a rubber band. He placed it on top of the desk.
"I remember you mentioning this a while ago. Is this actually it? You're drawing pad?"
"Yea, I sent it back home before the war ended and I wasn't going to have any more time to myself. It wasn't until just recently that someone from the Maritime museum gave it back. It's been in storage for over 70 years." He watched her reaction feeling at his most vulnerable with her in a long time.
"May I hold it?"
Pausing to search for some final assurance, Steve chose to carry through with his intentions. He placed it in Diana's hands as she asked respectfully reaching out to touch the missing piece of history. Steve got some satisfaction as he lived through Diana's discovery like it was a secret diary. The delicate pages were a trove of doodles and notes. A history book of the man she knew as Steve Rogers and as the masked avenger Captain America in a past life. What must she have been thinking while browsing through some pages, Steve pondered. Maybe even before he would get too deep in the war memories, Steve re-directed the conversation back to his favor.
"Actually, I was working on something more simple than that." Steve brought out to reveal his other project along with the ream of colored paper, scissors, a black sharpie, and some lace streamer. He didn't quite get it finished, but since he was interrupted, maybe he could make one with her. Or at the very least tell him if she appreciates it and should continue.
"Oh, that looks like a Valentine heart."  "Did you do that, Steve?"
"Well, I was working on it.... After the intelligence report."
"Who was that going to be for?"
Steve turned over the construction paper that started to be cut out along one side. The scraps of lace and paper fell to the desk and revealed a unique stenciled wording. THE PRINCESS, it read while some of the letters had already been filled in with the black sharpie. "I don't know if you would like it. Or maybe you'd expect more from me. I wasn't sure."
This was the critical moment that had to pay off. He read her gentle face moving around for any clue to her initial impressions. It wasn't an expensive jewelry or empty calorie treat, but it was giving her something more valuable than all the riches in the known world. It was the simple beauty in the value of simplistic gestures like a homemade Valentines Day card.  He was giving a part of himself to her. From this moment on, he trusted her a little more with his own feelings and there was no going back.
"It's incomplete! Here, Let me see an.. mind if I join you?" Steve got the sketch pad back from Diana's grasp while reaching for the red paper heart. "I've always wanted to do one of these."
Steve smiled at his relief that Diana wasn't resistant to the Valentines intentions. "When I was at the children's hospital, I met a few little girls who knew how to do this. They had good teachers to work with there." she confessed to him. "I'm so touched by this that I don't know what else to say."
He felt as if he were following through with more charm for her. They both smiled at each other. Steve told her about the way he agonized over how much work he wanted to make it right just for her. They worked together through the night over more of the wine that Diana brought to the office and finished up the heart shaped gesture on red construction paper.

Valentines Day 2015

Character Study: The Ultimate Evil - Nationalist Socialist Workers Party

The one inescapable analysis to the origins of Captain America and Wonder Woman is that they were both created at the same time for war propaganda. For every great good shining through in every righteous hero and heroine, there must also be the contrast of the worst evil humanity has ever witnessed. The Nationalist Socialist Workers Party, aka Nazis, earned their repudiation because of their extreme prejudice, as well as global domination.
Today, Nazis are chronicled on the history channel and portrayed as the ultimate villains in fiction films and literature. But as time changed and society still needed heroes, Captain America and Wonder Woman adapted to fight evil in all it's forms. Here, I'd like to take a look at what they were fighting before the concept of super-villains became the norm.
Captain America as seen on the cover of his own book is punching Adolf Hitler the leader of the Nazi regime. But I think it stood for more than just that. It was a high concept of literal symbolism. Since the everyday American citizen on the home front couldn't fight directly, it was up to the comic creators to come up with a cathartic way to live through Captain Americas heroism. American propaganda was turning to hope to keep the war going, even going on to push for more war bond purchasing.

In an odd twist on the story, Steve Rogers is actually the truest personification of what the Nazi's were trying to achieve. He is a blond- haired blue-eyed, physical human perfection. Despite Steve Rogers actually becoming what Hitler wanted in his Aryan master race, idealistically, they could not be further apart. The Nazis dominated every thought of every citizen of Germany and took steps to remove the German's personal liberty and free speech is only admissible under government approval (which means it's only good things about the government.) Captain America on the other hand strives to become the sentinel of liberty. He saw what bullies can do with power and intimidation. He stood up for those being oppressed by big government.

With Wonder Woman getting more and more deeply into exploring a Greek myths, it would be easy to forget that the first fights that Wonder Woman had was with joining her compatriots to vanquishing the Nazi threat. To her, they were what was stopping the harmonious existence between man's world and her utopian paradise. The Nazi's were devoid of any love for humanity in any other forms but their own. They were cruel to the environment and in their wake of war, they destroyed buildings, holy icons, as well as people who didn't fit their perfect mold. Wonder Woman saw what good can arise from the ashes of man and (depending on which origin story you follow) sacrificed her heritage to join with the outside man's world.

To Wonder Woman's female warrior Amazons, the Nazis were a juggernaut that threatened the eventual downfall of their utopia. They were the legion of boogeymen at the gates. They threatened the balance of peace. They also took misogyny to the extremes. Nazis had a place in their world order for women - and it wasn't going to involve the inferior sex.
Together, Captain America and Wonder Woman stood side-by-side to defeat the one true evil in the world - but once the war had subsided and the Nazis surrendered, did that mean they were vanquished forever? Or would there always exist in this world to rise again standing against the faces of personal liberty and true freedom?

Promotional Poster Art

The Captain's Christmas

Steve stood before the adorned Christmas tree in the studio hallway where many of the other agents walked by. Many moments were like this for Steve since returning to active duty. The memories of long ago were creeping back up on him and the holiday down-time were making it even harder to block out. Many of Steve's agents and teammates would often see him gazing off stoically, but it had become so commonplace that they didn't bother disrupt the process. Every so often, Steve would see something or hear a phrase and it would remind him of someone from his past. That unusual ache in his heart would be something that only he would uniquely have to bear.Steve Rodgers would look over his shoulder at the bustling agents in the building being totally oblivious to the corner where the Christmas tree stood. It was a modest tree for such a public display. Instead of the red ribbons, it was given a red, white, and blue theme. The tinsel was a red-white-blue paper streamer and the usual round bulbs were excluded for USA flag mini decorations. Steve let the aromatic pine smell circulate through his nostrils. It reminded him of the time he was marching through Germany and the fresh wood campfire would be the only source of rest and warmth.

Germany December 1942
"Hey! What's this?"
"It's your present, Captain! Open it up!"
Captain America was handed an military issued artillery container re-purposed with a cloth material wrapped around like a big bow. At first the Captain didn't know what to say and just looked surprised to the soldiers in his unit. It was getting to be Christmas time and the guys all wanted to show their appreciation to their fearless leader.
"Aw, shucks, guys. I didn't have any time to get you anything."
"It's okay, Captain." shouted the first lieutenant from the group. "You're already going to help us get home to our families. That's a gift in itself!"
Captain America just obliged the soldiers and removed the improvised wrapping from the artillery box. What trickled out were 3 modified bullets, one casing was colored red, the other white, and the third was blue. With it was a small torn paper which looked like it came from a German newspaper, but someone had crudely drawn a couple of soldiers with a Captain America figure standing in the middle. It had a caption: "Keep Fighting"

Steve reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a G.I. nametag and a few old shell bullet casings. One was red, the other white, and a third blue. But these casings had fishing line tied around each one. Steve ceremoniously clustered them one by one on the tree and then continued to stare at the tree as if he were in a trance.
Despite the building's occupants passing by Steve and the patriotic Christmas display, there was one soldier-warrior who could relate to Steve. While Steve was in the Army, Diana served the country in the Navy department. She often looked at Steve with such reverence and respect. They've both lived out long lives and lost so much to time. Diana Prince, with her alternate persona as Wonder Woman, served to protect mankind in their battles with evil. Diana stood silently behind Steve watching his stoic stance.

"So, What am I going to do with these?" Captain America asked juggling the three bullets in his left hand.
"Ya plant them in the ground and watch it grow a beanstalk" blurted a soldier in the company. The rest of the soldiers either chuckled or let out a little laughter. But another soldier stepped forward and explained that they were the three bullets that he was supposed to use when he met up with Hitler.
"Alright guys, if I get there before you do, I'll just throw these at 'em." That got just as equal a laugh as the first joke.
It was often a little tension in the company, even though the guys felt safer knowing that they had the Captain America looking out for them, they knew that they could be killed in battle at any moment. So, it made them appreciate the smaller gestures while they were together. It might have even had been the last Christmas they spent alive.
Another soldier blurted out in tune to "O Tannenbaum" and the other soldiers in the company followed in.

Diana also noticed the other field agents and passers-by not notice the living legend in their midst. Diana couldn't read minds, but she pondered on just how this society got in just such a position to overlook such things. Her Themysciran amazon sisters honored their heroines as well as the cycles of nature. It was moments like this that brought her to an even closer understanding of her Captain. She too was a displaced person in a time that was foreign to her. But with the Captain, even in his old-fashioned manners, she felt a kinship to him. Soon, she was aware of her own gaze upon him gazing on the Christmas tree.
When the moment was clear, she approached Steve. "It looks lovely, doesn't it?"
"It fits in here. I like the national colors all worked in."
"Yes, even with the sudden alterations," she said nodding at the dangling bullets that Steve placed on the tree.
"Oh, these were a Christmas gift from long ago. The soldiers in my company, during the war, gave them to me as a gift. So, every year, I take them out and look at them."
Diana let a brief moment go by in silence before choosing to speak again. "You know you're not the only one who's lost friends."
"I know."

The sound of the particular gunshot stayed burned with the fuse of the memory of Dutch Sutton. He was bringing up the rear in the platoon that day, marching along the wooded path to the next safe point. They were only 120 yards away from an extraction point.
"Don't you die on me, soldier! On your feet!"
Sutton's eyes fluttered at a seizure pace. Following that, his body went into shock and started to spasm. Captain America held him in his arms and used the shield on his back to deflect any further attack. Sutton became a victim of a snipers bullet. The rest of the Army soldiers furiously whipped around to target any threat they could see. Further bullets started raining around them. Still, no one could identify the attackers. It could have been any of the the Germans or fascist allied Italians, or the more secret sect they began to gather intelligence on - soldiers with an ominous octopus logo on their uniforms.
Dutch Sutton struggled to speak, but he was determined to tell Captain America what he needed.
"Hey, Cap, we're almost there, right? We get to go home now?"
"Yes! All of us. We're going home."
"I can see it from here," said Sutton as he stared off in the distance. "It's got big pearly gates. I can see my family all waiting for me."

"This is a time for giving," Steve said while looking into Diana's eyes. "Some people gave everything they had." Steve again reached into his pocket and dangled a dog tag with the name D. Sutton on it. He then placed the dog tag on the tree next to the cluster of shell casings. They both looked at the tag twinkling along with the tree lights.
"He must have been a good soldier."
"He was."
Diana reached out to Steve and pulled him closer. Instead of meditating on the seasonal icon, she then focused her attention on the indomitable Steve. She had three inches in height to him and she would often use her body language to not ever make him feel as if she was looking down at him. She adored him in moments like this. Diana subtly let Steve over to the side wall where a mistletoe was also slung.
"I'm still learning about your Christian traditions, Steve."
"And I'm grateful."
"What do you still want? What does the great Captain America want for Christmas?"
"I have everything that I need."
Diana stepped in closer to him while not losing eye contact with him. "Are you sure?" A smirk had formed in her lips.
"I want,... I wish...  I could give more."
"See! There it is. That bottomless desire to give. It's okay, Steve, you can let people return your admiration."
Steve and Diana made eye contact at the same moment. Each of them felt the same feeling for each other. For Steve, all of the confidence in the world could still betray the stoic expressions he usually portrayed. Diana's more subtle powers of seduction were more of a mystery even to herself. Some say, they are a blessing from the goddess Aphrodite, but others would just describe that her own natural beauty shined outward. Steve became lost looking into her eyes. He had broken free of the haunting destructive memories of the war in favor of the current magic present in front of him.
"Let them go, Steve," said Diana as she grabbed him around the waist tighter. "And hold on to me."

The red blood started to soak the soldiers chest and uniform. Instead of an earthy green, the shirt and jacket were stained with a muddy red that came pouring out from the gunshot wounds. Dutch Sutton's life was the Army and it was literally seeping into the very fabric of what he stood for. If it weren't for his friend and field Captain, he also felt proud every time he saw his country's colors of red, white, and blue. His blood also splashed onto Captain America's uniform. In a small way, he too, became a part of the Captain America mythos.

"No! You're coming with us to the extraction point! You're going to make it, soldier!" Captain America pounded furiously on the wounded soldier's chest. His actions, though small, may have been trying to prolong the adrenalin momentum in the chance that the medic within the company would reach in time. Captain America hovered over the fallen soldier with his shield pointed skyward hoping that it would prevent any further bullets from doing their damage. "Hey, Cap. Remember me on Christmas next year?" Dutch asked as his voice and soul finally left him.

Diana's lasso she inherited from her Themysciran island was no match even for her feminine wiles, even when she wasn't aware of them, are her strongest weapon. The lasso revealed the Truth in the known universe, but even the hardest men would melt away just by being in her proximity.

"But, I'm not your Steve."
"I know. I've left him in the past. Along with the memories of the War."

Steve's loyalty to the love of his life was still so strong. Diana again increased her affections by pressing her majestic bosom into his sternum.

Finally, Steve let go and gave in. He was trained to be aware of his surroundings because so many looked to him for motivation. While under the mistletoe, Steve Rogers embraced Diana Prince in a passionate lip-lock. He let her be his most precious present to himself. He allowed her embrace to swell within him and be overcome with a healing compassion. The awful burden of just being both a man out of time and the enduring façade no longer mattered.

Once Diana's own satisfaction was reached she pulled her head away. "Merry Christmas, Captain."

Merry Christmas 2014

Merry Christmas from the Patriotic Power Couple!

Looking forward to plenty more written blogs in 2015!

Happy 73rd Birthday, Wonder Woman

On this date in 1941, Wonder Woman first appeared in All Star Comics #8 (December 1941)

Victorian Era Alternate Costume Cosplay

Credit: Sacha Goldberger

Credit: Sacha Goldberger

Veteran photographer Sacha Goldberger has revealed his latest project that features many iconic superheroes redesigned for the 1600's (17th century). I am glad to see both the Captain and Princess are both represented despite both created in the 1940's and world war 2 propaganda. What do you think of the costume redesigns?

I like the way the costumes are of an authentic looking cloth. It looks like they went through some serious research to get the authentic feel. Wonder Woman is still more modest in her long flowing dress instead of a more mobile short-pants or short skirt.

They still managed to use the patriotic red, white and blue colors.

Character Study: Wonder Woman's Invisible Jet

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Every so often, I get to spot a comment or two on social media with fans who claim they never quite understood the invisible jet or the mythos behind all of it. Challenge accepted! I am going to review and attempt to explain just how Wonder Woman's mode of transportation fits within.

Wonder Woman's Invisible Jet first appeared in the Senational Comics #1 in January of 1942 by William Moulton Marston. According to Wikipedia, the plane was supposed to be allegorical political statement that women's suffragettes were made to feel invisible. It's an interesting interpretation, but surely it inserts a political spin on what should otherwise be a fantasy story.

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During the initial run of the Wonder Woman comic book series and further on in the television series, flying was not in Wonder Woman's set of defined super powers. When she needed to travel great distances, she used the invisible jet to get around in "man's world". It certainly would be beneficial to her and her Amazon sisters to not interfere with the outsiders as well as not bringing unnecessary attention to what had been a secret society of female warriors. As the initial canonical explains, the invisible plane was invented by Wonder Woman as an improvement over her mother's, Queen Hippolyta, transport planes and was described as "transparent". Mostly, the plane was just used to travel back and forth from the Island and Washington D.C. There, Wonder Woman would most likely leave it hidden in a barn until needed. Wonder Woman would often summon the jet via mental telepathy magic found inside her tiara.

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The invisible jet plane later became a modern day substitute for riding on horseback. While the jet plane would struggle against obsoleteness, the jet plane developed more adaptable uses. It's even capable of flying through interplanetary space with spiritual help from Aphrodite. As it's often imagined as a super aircraft all to it's own, the plane has been written to reach sonic speeds of 2000 miles per hour (MPH) or later at 40 miles a second.

But as Wonder Woman's powers developed flying on her own, the invisible jet plane was seldom used. But keeping it within the storyline, the plane was written with many new origins and even became self-aware. Later on, after the DC comics universe history reboot, the plane becomes more than a plane. It continues on to transform and adapt itself into corresponding eras. It changes even into other transports at Wonder Woman's need. It's been seen to even go under water.

The plane has no real defense weapons. Since being created by a pacifist society, there are no guns, cannons, lasers, or other weapons on board. According to wikipedia, the jet plane can fire projectiles from itself. But this is done as a last resort as the plane can only regenerate slowly.

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Authors who write Wonder Woman stories can make use of this beneficial part to her story. It's a familiar sidekick or companion. It's proven to not only be helpful to the hero but also aides those Wonder Woman friends and allies who aren't gifted with flying powers.

Even if a transparent jet seems campy, I think the name would be derived by it's purpose. It's supposed to be undetectable by radar - thereby making it a literal invisible plane. It was written ahead of it's time relative to science fiction. You could even speculate that it's the first ship to use cloaking technology.

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