Friday, October 25, 2013

My Thoughts: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

So, I finally had the chance to watch the first episode of Agents of SHIELD and, I have to say, I really don't get where the naysayers are coming from.

First, to those wondering where all the established comic book characters are, this isn't a comic. This universe started when the Marvel Cinematic series began, which is Iron Man 1, so all characters need to be introduced. Also, since Disney doesn't have the rights to all Marvel comic characters, you also have to consider that certain characters might be sitting under the Spider-Man, Fantastic Four, or X-Men brands and can't be used.

On the same point, if you're really expecting them to suddenly introduce all your favorite characters in the first season of a television series, you really don't understand what they are trying to do here.

Second, complaints about this "Centipede" thing. Yeah, there's no way this could be a branch or continuation of AIM, right? Considering the fact that Extremis was a part of that little cocktail they were using, along with Erskine's formula (Hydra connection), and a little Gamma radiation thrown in; sounds exactly like an AIM project to me.

Finally, this show revolves around a small team of agents with a very specific mission.  You won't be seeing the Avengers every week, you won't even be seeing Fury, that's not the show.  I remember following the Godzilla comic which had SHIELD track the big G as he stomped across the Marvel United States from West to East.  Dum Dum Dugan was the agent in charge, but I didn't expect to see the rest of SHIELD's top brass in each issue, and they were chasing Godzilla with the Helicarrier!

Calm down, give them the season to find their legs, and if you're still not happy... wait for DC to pull their shit together, I guess.

William the Bloody Tired of Your Fandom Posturing Redd

Monday, September 2, 2013

RIP Video Responses


YouTube is getting rid of video responses, probably the greatest feature that sets them apart from every other video sharing site out there.  This is a bad call, and here are some reasons why.

The YouTube Creators Blog post:

This video is a response to Bobby (@themefund):

Also be sure to watch the other videos discussing this change:

You have until September 12th to leave a video response.  Let YouTube know that YOU WANT YOUR VIDEO RESPONSES!

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Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Thoughts From Places - VidCon 2013


Had some thoughts from a place about change while walking around the Anaheim Convention Center the Sunday after VidCon 2013.

A VidCon Primer:
Adventures of Jersey Jones:

Music: Where the Buffalo Roamed - SAD
- Used with permission

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Wednesday, July 31, 2013

The Flight From Hell

Okay, so it's my own fault. I was late and missed my flight, but in my own defense, I was just as late last year and I made it.

So here I sit. Waiting. I caught the next flight out of Wilmington, but my connecting flight to Orange County isn't for another two hours. I got in at ten this morning. My flight? 4:30pm.

Perfect time to blog, I say.

I'll try to post a little more regularly, being that it's the first part of my username and all.


Until next time, regulars,

William the Bloody Bored Out of His Gourd Redd

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

An Aggressive Return

Pardon the dust.  Been a while, but I'm back.  And here is a story for The 10th Daughter of Memory and their Fourth Annual River of Mnemosyne Challenge.  I'm a little tardy to the party, but at least I bothered to show up at all.

Enjoy part 1, entitled:

An Aggressive Return

The large window overlooking the garden in back of Protector Hall shattered into a thousand pieces as a large, armored man crashed through it and landed hard on the floor of the main room.  The joints of his armor moved silently as he righted himself from his knelt landing position.  The armor covered him from head to toe, there was a red tunic covering the chest piece, a cowl over the helmet, and a holster bolted to one side, a pistol of some kind resting in it.

Professor Insidious had returned to seek vengeance once more.


It had been a long week for the Protectors, most of it spent in a distant part of the galaxy trying to prevent an intergalactic civil war between two neighboring races that would have eventually spilled over into our solar system.  One race was ben on the total domination of the other and for one brief, shining moment, Marvelous and his Protectors were the only thing standing between them and their goal.  Eventually, a tentative peace was agreed to and both sides were willing to sit down and discuss things, but not before Marvelous tossed and burned a few hundred ships on either side.

Marvelous would be returning in two weeks’ time to act as mediator for the coming peace talks seeing as the two races were more afraid of him than each other.  For now, he just wanted to sleep.  Unfortunately, as he had often learned as a protector of those in need, sleep was for other people.

Before his head hit the pillow and his arm draped across Coral, love of his life and the Protector known as Elastic Lass, the klaxon sounded.

“Does Evil ever take a break,” Coral asked as she slipped out of bed and back into her costume, rubbery limbs snaking quickly around the room.

“Only on the occasional leap year... and Halloween.  They find it tacky,” Marvelous, given name John Quincy, replied as he quickly thrust his feet back into his boots.

Before Coral had time to think of a witty response, Marvelous sped from the room causing a gust to blow her hair into her face.


Mechano and Flicker, given names Mortimer Freed and Freddy Masterson, decided to unwind the way they normally did, shooting pool and insulting one another while they drank themselves stupid.

Freddy “the Flicker” lined up his shot after ribbing Freed for scratching again, his whole body in continuous motion, giving him his codename.  The cause of this flicker came from a lab accident that permanently shunted Freddy between two dimensions.  He was constantly phasing between one and the other.  The advantage being that he could almost appear to teleport anywhere in the immediate vicinity, and he could drag someone else along.  Unfortunately, the trip was extremely unpleasant for any unwitting passengers.

“I still want to know how you can even hold a pool cue with your... condition freak boy.”  Freed could give insults just as well as he got.

“You’re just sore because I’ve won the last ten games,” Freddy said as he sent the cue ball flying directly towards the six ball, sinking it in the side pocket.

“Luck.  Or possibly some unforeseen advantage of your powers, I haven’t ruled it out.”

“Keep it up, techno-boy.  I’ll show you exactly what I can do with my powers.”

Freed grabbed his cue from the wall where he left it leaning and held it defensively towards his friend.  Freddy immediately jumped into Freed’s face.

“You wanna go?”

“That depends, you talking about a date or a fight?”

“Pretty as you are...”

The rest of Freddy’s retort was lost to the sound of the klaxon.

“Shit,” both men swore as they dropped their pool cues and ran from the rec. room.


The three men all reached the main hall at the same time.  Insidious was there, standing as tall and as menacingly as he could in his techno-armor.  Dusk, the fifth member of the team, was also there, squaring off against the madman.

Dusk was a bit of a mystery.  Real name, unknown.  Full extent of powers, unknown.  Nationality, unknown.  She never spoke.  Her eyes spoke for her, and they often spoke volumes.  Her dark, ebony face was all that anyone had ever seen of her, the rest of her body hidden by a dark cloak.  She had the ability to melt into the shadows.  It was unclear if the cloak was the source of her power, or a byproduct.  When not fighting alongside the Protectors, she tended to simply disappear to parts unknown.  But, as witnessed by the current situation, she always came when the call to action sounded.

As the four surrounded Professor Insidious, Elastic Lass finally joined her teammates.

“I really hoped he was dead after that last time,” she sighed.

        "You and me both, sister," Mechano responded as he glanced towards Elastic Lass, keeping one eye trained on the Professor.

“All here at last,” Insidious bellowed, his voice tinny and distorted as it came through the speaker mounted on the mouth piece of his mask.

Marvelous stepped forward.  “Let’s get this over with, Insidious.  You interrupted my nap.”

Insidious chuckled, it sounded menacing and inhuman through the mask. “And here I thought that Justice never slept, Marvelous.”

“It doesn’t, it merely rests it’s eyes on occasion.”

“And that is when Evil slips past for a little fun.”

“Enough,” Marvelous growls, his eyes begin to shine red.  “You know you can’t win, we know all your tricks.”

“Really,” Insidious questioned, voice as cool as ice.  “What about this one?”

And with that, Professor Insidious exploded in a flash of white hot heat.

To Be Continued

William the Bloody Glad To Be Back To the Writing Redd