I propose that if a person possesses a sufficient quantity of stupendousness, it has the ability to affect the physical world. This
is typically in the form of changing probabilities and outcomes. Basically, if you are cool
enough, things will just go your way. This “Bad-Ass Field” helps keep the
individual from harm, helps their actions succeed, helps them influence others,
and helps overcome the fields of other competing bad-asses. I have a few
sources of evidence for this (mostly fiction based).
How can the hero just traipse
into a room full of henchman without getting shot? I believe he is either able
to alter the trajectories of the bullets, or alters the probabilities so that
all the gunmen miss, and this is why all the shots hit railings or streak
along the ground to either side, leaving the hero unscathed. In the reverse,
the hero gets to spray his bullets indiscriminately, without any effort to aim, yet his shots hit their mark. I haven’t confirmed this, but this force
may also keep a gun full of ammo, or just help conceal reloading. Being
outstanding also helps you achieve things like hacking computers and preforming
car stunts with much less effort than it would take a normal person.
Additionally this force affects people around its creator. This can range from
providing them with the fields protective qualities, making them join forces
with the bad-ass, or making them irresistibly attracted to the field’s source.
There’s not a lot you can’t do when you have this kind of influence.
There are a few things that can
be done the increase the intensity of the force.
You can cock your gun, crack knuckles, utter a witty one-liner
(often works in both temporal directions), let out a bad-ass yell, or
probably the most powerful, have a montage. These techniques and others
can be used in those clutch situations when you just need a little more
superbness to tip the odds in your favor. Other factors that can add to the
field’s magnitude include revenge, being a loose cannon, having nothing left to lose, and being a last best hope.
Having hair is not important |
The really interesting thing
about these fields is when two of them interact. I have written most of this
from the perspective of the hero, but the villain usually has a bad-ass field of their own. All the good villains are exceptional in their own way. This is why
villains can gather vast evil empires, execute complex plans for world
domination, and are equally as hard to kill as heroes. These intense
antagonists are really the only reason that the protagonists are needed.
Ordinary means could never overcome their ability to alter the outcome of
events, so you need a counter field to nullify their powers. These conflicting
forces are also why these enemies never attempt to kill each other by normal
means. The only way to kill a true bad-ass is in a way that is so bad-ass
itself, that it overcomes their power to resist it. The primary way of doing
this seems to be dropping them off stuff.
It's how they finally got Dumbledore |
Women play a strange role in
this interplay of forces. In many cases women exhibit typical bad-ass behavior,
but every once in a while comes a women who doesn’t need to play
by those rules. They can basically circumvent the whole process, and get
the job done while still having genuine emotions and vulnerabilities (like real people). Sure some
of my characters get turned into stereotypical action heroes later, but their early
abilities to overcome their adversaries with their own unique strengths are, I've got to say, pretty bad-ass.
Big hair is also pretty bad-ass |
You may think that I am just
using this to give a logical reason for the ridiculousness of many of my
favorite action movies, but I have a historical example as well. George (Wood Teeth) Washington! Not only did he bad-ass his way through two wars,
but he also the U.S. President which all other Presidents are judged by. Action
hero credentials… achieved. I also think that he had the ability to alter
probabilities because he had two horses shot out from under him and four shots
go through his clothes, but he was never actually wounded, was a successful
military commander, and was unanimously picked to be the first President. The
dude had something going for him (or he did a lot of montaging). I’m sure other
historical figures have similar stories, but being born in the U.S., you write
what you know. Who is to say that this bad-ass force isn’t a real thing?
The guy was also a surveyor, who are pretty much the coolest people ever |
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