Just got back from seeing a hilarious collision of the worlds of comics and theater: "The Brotherhood of Damn Sassy Mutants," a show created by The Mighty Rassilon Art Players performing at the Sketchworks theater. MRAP had originally performed this at Dragon*Con this year, but since I wasn't able to see it then, this was my first exposure to the Brotherhood of Damn Sassy Mutants. (I'm going to use their full title rather than the acronym...but just think about it for a moment...)
Just to give you a hint of what the show was like, here's the line-up of characters:
The team leader, with the power to generate any scent at will: Olfactor-X!
The ink-squirting slacker, Inkblot, a.k.a. Rorschach (no relation).
The Iron Sloth, whose steel skeleton grants him great strength and invulnerability (even as its weight limits his mobility).
The snake-controlling Charmer! (Imagine Princess Python on the side of the angels.)
Vibrabbit, best summed up in her own words: "I'm a woman with purple bunny ears who makes things vibrate. Nothing suprises me."
Mind Games (imagine a passive-aggressive Emma Frost).
Millionaire playboy Matt Ban and his youthful ward Willy Johnson, alias the legendary duo The Dark Fruitbat and Swallow! ("Too much innuendo!")
Multiple Girl, able to single-handedly staff a coffee shop!
The zoot-suit wearing, dimension-hopping hepcat Wormhole Jackson!
The super-evolved canine medical genius, Dr. Scruffles!
The villainous genetics-tampering madman Gene Spliceton, a.k.a. Splicemeister!
All presented under the alliterative auspices of the writing rapscallion Jude "The Dude" Lieber!
And that's just the cast of characters...the actual storyline was just too outrageous to be summed up. Suffice it to say that Splicemeister's sinister plan involved putting Inkblot through a major transformation (a change that Guy Gardner would find familiar...yes, that's a shout-out to Kalinara). The reactions of all the other characters (as well as Inkblot's own) to the change were priceless.
In addition, a throwaway line featured one of the worst (or best) puns I've heard recently:
"What are you reading?"
"Harry Potter #7: Snape's on the Train."
This was the closing night of a two-night limited engagement, but hopefully there'll be more installments in the future. Now you know...and knowing is damn sassy!