Of all the various power archetypes, every super-team worth its salt needs to have a shapeshifter.  From your Beast Boys who have a specific theme or group for their transformations to your Chameleon Boys who turn into whatever they want to your Mystiques who just change their faces, the shifters are a staple of superhuman fiction.  Of course, there’s often a downside, such as with poor doomed Morph/Changeling, leading us to today’s can’t-tie-his-shoes-without-an-oven-mitt query…

The MS-QOTD (pronounced, as always, “misquoted”) always worries that I’d be one of the gloopy, amorphous formed ones, which is just kinda gross, asking: Given the chance, would you want to be a shapeshifter?


About Author

Once upon a time, there was a young nerd from the Midwest, who loved Matter-Eater Lad and the McKenzie Brothers... If pop culture were a maze, Matthew would be the Minotaur at its center. Were it a mall, he'd be the Food Court. Were it a parking lot, he’d be the distant Cart Corral where the weird kids gather to smoke, but that’s not important right now... Matthew enjoys body surfing (so long as the bodies are fresh), writing in the third person, and dark-eyed women. Amongst his weaponry are such diverse elements as: Fear! Surprise! Ruthless efficiency! An almost fanatical devotion to pop culture! And a nice red uniform.

1 Comment

  1. Sure, as long as my real form wouldn’t be anything too weird. Chameleon boy or Mystique would be alright, but some weird space slug is a no go.

Leave A Reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.