
Originally Posted by
Seres
I was young back then. Perhaps twenty, or so. I'd been introduced to X-Men comics through Joss Whedon, whose writing I greatly admire when he isn't busy killing everyone I love. Through this, I discovered a whole new world filled with characters who had backstories I couldn't understand, clones, zombies, psychic entities and all matter of bizarre goings-on. More than once, I had to head to Wikipedia to tell me what the heck was going on.
I slowly grew to understand the characters more and more, and to realise how they all knew each other. Siryn was Banshee's daughter! It all seemed much clearer once I realised that particular point. I moved to X-Factor and Grant Morrison's New X-Men run, and then followed event comics like House of M and Inferno. All the while, I was learning and developing my mind so that everything fit inside like a peanut.
New X-Men and then X-Men were up next, and I knew that from then on I would always like this franchise the most out of any within comics. But still, I thought: there is no character who truly represents everything that I am about. Sure, Karma was amazing, and Lockheed was my favourite dragon of all time, but these were the days before Rain Boy was even a blip on my radar. The X-Men were great, but it felt like something was missing.
One cold Winter morning there was a thump by my door, and I found a parcel had been pushed through. I unwrapped it, and found in my nervous hands a pristine copy of "The Rise And Fall Of The Shi'ar Empire" trade. Although I have an understandable lack of interest for anything that involves the Shi'ar, I found Polaris appeared within the first comic, and was hooked. It was a riveting, rollercoaster read that I couldn't sit down to read. The adrenaline that flowed out of every single page kept me standing in a yoga position many would know as "The Crow" while I read.
Still though, this blockbuster of epic proportions was missing something, I felt. That's when I reached issue #482, and on one of the first few pages I saw someone. I didn;t know who it was back then, of course, but now I know that it was a character called Hepzibah! There was no going back now. With every issue that followed, I was entranced by her, with her hissy attitude and magic space guns. Time went on, and Hepzibah returned - and this time she was holding her own with Storm, of all people!
And then in Messiah Complex, Hepzibah was yet again the star of the show. Many people I know who have read this event have failed to remember anything about the ending. "Cable?" they say. "Oh, was he in that event, then?" All anyone remembers is Hepzibah, and the way she attacked a sentinel whilst completely unarmed. It was stunning.
Most recently, there was Mike Choi. It has never been a better time to salute Hepzibah for being a true role model for modern society. So thus begins The Offical Mike Choi Endorsed Hepzibah Appreciation Thread.
Amen.
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