Sinestro of Korugar
In blackest day, in brightest night,
Beware your fears made into light.
Let those who try to stop what’s right,
Burn like my power… Sinestro’s might!
I used to have some simple rules in the studio. 1) No weapons. 2) No supervillainy.
Seems straightforward enough, right? But no. Some people just have a problem following the rules.
Sinestro sauntered in while I was in the back working with another client. I heard Reflector (my assistant) arguing before the studio door was blown off it’s hinges. My client, a high schooler, ran away screaming while I just stared open-mouthed at where my door used to be. “I require my visage to be captured by your camera. Prepare your equipment.”
Now, I’ve had my share of bad customers and have gotten better at being assertive and standing up for myself, but the second I opened my mouth to protest a giant yellow spider landed right. in. front. of. me. I have a thing about spiders.
Sinestro waved the spider away. “I am prepared. We shall go on three?”
“…yes sir.” UGH. Giant spiders freak me out.
Stuck in my bedroom with nothing
But a voice in my head