GREETINGS, TINY-HEADED COMIC BOOK (finger quotes) "FANATICS!"
Kneeling before me is puny writer Brian Reed, who has wisely included me in the storyarc "Ready, AIM, Fire" beginning in
Ms. Marvel #15. Wisely ... because I may now spare his life.
MODOK: Brian Reed, please describe your head. Use as much detail as possible.
Brian Reed: My head sports a less magnificent shape than your own, and is in fact what most people would call "normal" in appearance. I keep my hair buzzed more because it's easier to take care of than because I have any fashion sense at all. My head is deceptively large, and much like yourself, I find it hard to buy a baseball cap that will fit. I have had to resort in recent years to buying my hats online from specialty shops.
MODOK: To follow up on my previous question, have you noticed how many comic book writers have no hair? The list is seemingly endless... As a man -- or, as we say in the business, "mutated human" -- who has enjoyed lush brown bangs hanging over his massively advanced 144-lobed brain since 1967, I have to wonder: does the Bald Writer Mafia really run the comic book industry? Have you ever been sent a dead rat wrapped in newspaper by the same? Was the rat shaved? Because, you know, it came from bald people?
BR: The comic industry is entirely run by bald men. The trick is, not all of the bald guys are easy to spot - and not all of them are actually bald. Joe Quesada has all of his hairs plucked from his skull the first Sunday of every month. The hair you see on his head is because he wears a magnificent toupee that is composed entirely of hair samples from previous Editor in Chiefs.
Tom Brevoort, whose entire body is hairless and smooth, get his powers as a storyteller from his luxurious hair and beard - both of which are in fact yak hair collected from the highest mountains in Tibet and blessed by shamen from three continents.
So far as I know, the only rat shaving involved is whatever folks do for kicks in their personal lives.
MODOK: Brian Reed, and what point did you realize that including I -- MODOK! -- in a comic book magazine featuring so-called "hero" Mizz Marvel would be both artistically satisfying and helpful in your on-going goal to not be cut down by my mind-blasts?
BR: Well, the fact that you kidnapped my wife and kids certainly got my attention. And you did strap that bomb to my dog. Oh, and that shaved rat you sent me wrapped in a piece of paper bearing the crayon-scrawled message: "PUT MODOK IN YOUR COMIC BOOK! SO DEMANDS JOE KEZADA!" served as inspiration as well.
MODOK: Come to think of it, why is she still
Miss Marvel? Wasn't she created in the 1970's? What, can't she find a husband, settle down? Or do guys find the fact she flies around beating up villains a little too ... how to put this delicately ... "butch?"
BR: I say this with all due respect (and with full realization that your mind blast gem there is glowing it's glow of death glow), but it is
Ms. Marvel and not
Miss. She was Warbird for awhile, but that name sucks and once she sobered up, Carol realized it too.
As for finding a man and settling down, when all the prize fellas such as yourself are off running super science terror organizations, it's hard for a woman like Carol to settle for anything less.
MODOK: In speaking of relationships, I understand my ex-girlfriend, AIM Scientist Supreme Monica Rappaccini, plays a significant role in this storyarc. EXPLAIN YOURSELF, BRIAN REED!!!
BR: Monica asked to be part of it. She said I'd understand why once I read the first issue of
Super-Villain Team-Up: MODOK's 11. I read it and... well, I understand now.
MODOK: And just who is this handsome devil Sean Madigan and what role does he play in the arc? I just feel like this young man will go far for some reason, I can't quite put my finger on it...
BR: The truth about Sean is... you know, I'd hate to spoil the surprise. Everyone will just have to check out the next couple issues of
Ms. Marvel and see just what that magnificent specimen of a man is up to.
MODOK: What is a "savage breakfast?" And does it involve milk? You must understand I subsist on glucose packs and hatred, so your human mealtime is something of a mystery to me.
BR: Savagebreakfast.com is my website. The irony of my having a website with the word "breakfast" in its name while normally shunning the meal itself is lost on most people. For the truth behind the website name, one must read a lot of pirate comics. Especially one called
Tales of the Black Freighter.
MODOK: Brian Reed, what upcoming projects can humans look forward from you in the unlikely event I choose not to destroy you?
BR: I'm still helping to prop up Brian Bendis' flagging career by helping him write the
New Avengers: Illuminati mini-series. Readers will want to keep their eyes on that book since it's helping set up next year's big Marvel Universe event.
MODOK: Brian Reed, what upcoming projects from I -- MODOK! -- should humans be pre-ordering immediately? Keep in mind that the ruby in my headband is glowing with mind blast energy, keyed to any response that is not
Super-Villain Team-Up: MODOK's 11 #1, in which I -- MODOK! -- gather together an eclectic band of Marvel's Most Wanted to pull off the greatest heist in MU history (shipping in July). And is there a connection between that series and "Ready, AIM, Fire"?
BR: I hear that
Super Villain Team-Up: MODOK's 11 #1 is well worth pre-ordering. Also
Super Villain Team-Up: MODOK's 11 #2 is supposed to be quite good. In fact, I would suggest comic fans march right into their local comic shop of choice and requesting - no -
demand that the shopkeeper pre-order the entire
Super Villain Team-Up: MODOK's 11 series for them. Of course, if these readers want to be fully up to speed on that magnificent tale of your exploits, they should also check out issues "Ready, AIM, Fire" in the pages of issues #15, #16 and #17 of
Ms. Marvel.
MODOK: Alright, Brian Reed, my massively powerful brain has detected you answered all my questions truthfully. I will release your family unharmed. You will find them in the parking lot of the Piggly-Wiggly in Jessup at midnight.
Come alone.
BR: What about my dog? He's still ticking…
Hello?