The Tick VS The Idea Men

Destiny's powerful hand has made the bed of my future, and it's up to me to lie in it. I am destined to become a superhero, to right wrongs and pound two fisted justice into the hearts of evildoers everywhere. You don't fight destiny, no sir. And you don't eat crakers at the bed of your future, or you get all... scratchy. They've assigned me a city. My mission: to free it from the ravages of evil and super villany so it's citizens may sleep easy in the knowledge that they are protected. "The City". my "The City". It cries to me with it's need.

Gravity is a harsh mistress.

Enunciate!

Your not going crazy Arthur, your going sane in a crazy world.

Wow, all out of root.

Okay, Idea man. What's the big idea?

With luck, our future holds still more dire threats, more perilous plots. Wherever villany rears its great big head, Wherever evil sets it's giant ill-smelling foot, You'll find the Tick, and Arthur, my sidekick, certianly a force to be reckoned with. And so, may evil beware. And may good dress warmly and eat plenty of fresh vegtables.