Memphis is a town in need of a superhero. We already have themed villains: a few years ago there was Bigfoot—a man with very large feet which he used to kick in people's back doors; more recently, there was The Piebald Man, who specialized in Japanese Maple-related crimes.
Okay, so maybe we don't need much of a superhero, but, you know, something would be nice.
And so, in this, our hour of moderate need, a shadowy figure has emerged, bringing rubber-band-twanged justice to this blighted little town: The Mysterious Mister Slinger!
I had an opportunity to sit down with Mister Slinger and draw this picture of him. He started out posing with his goggles down, of course, but it seems they fog over after about two minutes. This interferes with his "Slinger-Vision," and makes him fidgety and uncomfortable. I assured him that my rendering would be cartoony enough that no one would recognize him from his eyes, in any case.
I didn't learn much about his origins or motives, except that he is not a solo act. He's the sidekick ("protégé," he insisted) of Boomarangarella, Thrower of Things Curved. But she's been out of town on a some sort of epic cross-over thing for the past year. He mentioned something about "punching a sentient galaxy," and seemed kind of miffed that he hadn't made the team.
But then, who would save our beloved Japanese Elms from the Piebald Man?
More to come.