Who wants my idea? I want to see a story made out of it. But I've discovered that all my writing is either songs...or shortly abandoned. I am too freakin lazy to write the book that I wish this got used for. The idea started from a dream that I had: There had been a cosmic event a while back (a couple of generations or so) that caused rare people to spontaneously develop superhuman abilities. (Yeah. I know you can guess which movie I'd watched before I went to sleep. I didn't say the whole concept was new. Just wait...) It's been long enough since people started developing powers that when someone does, it's not a huge deal. You don't for example, end up on the nightly news unless your event happened really publicly. Now here's the part my brain added that I wish I could just go get books to read right now... Yes. People spontaneously develop abilities occasionally. But who says suddenly gaining a superpower means you'll automatically get one that's cool? Or useful? Or even dignified? What if MOST new powers are LAAAAAAAAAAAAAME? For example: You can suddenly hear thoughts! They are the thoughts of lice within fifty or so yards of you. Or... You can rip sheet metal with your eyebrows! But only sheet metal. And only with your eyebrows. Or... You are suddenly able to lift incredible weights...of corn. Or... You can predict the future. But before you can tell anyone your prediction, you fall into a coma-like state until the event you foretold happens. Or... You suddenly seem to be able to teleport...But it turns out you are merely disconnecting yourself from the Earth's 'hold' (gravity, inertia, stuff like that) so you're actually shooting westward at around a thousand miles an hour. Unfortunately you quickly run out of landmass and try to 'hold your jump' longer to end up on the next continent over...But in stead, Earth moves away underneath you and you suffocate in space less than twenty minutes after getting your power. Or... You can shapeshift to look convincingly like anyone you've studied enough of how they look to know in detail. But you can't ever turn back to 'yourself' because how much time does anyone ever spend studying their own pictures? Also, since most people you 'examine' in enough detail to imitate properly are the ones you find sexy, you will spend most of your time awkwardly sex-changed and uncomfortable about it. Or... You are suddenly able to become invisible. But usually not completely. People will see your pancreas or something kind of float by. And you don't concentrate to become transparent. You concentrate to be visible. Or... You get the idea. Don't you? I just dig the idea of this world where, every once in a while someone walking down the street will suddenly fly up into the air screaming because they just spontaneously got the power of flight. Because of course they'd be capable at it right away. Right? You know like how you could walk just fine the hour that you were born. What? You couldn't? As if suddenly having a completely new way to get around with no prior knowledge of what propels you, how to steer, how to stop or land, which thoughts or muscles effect what happens while you're in the air, any of that? I'm sure it's no worse than suddenly finding yourself at the controls of an F16 with no knowledge of what an aircraft is...while flying...at 600 knots...and 200 feet off the ground. That would ALWAYS turn out fine. Right? Like that. But I'm lazy. Dammit.