ushi Hiro rolled around the corner, surprising his nemesis, Giant Oven, and firing a barrage of rice from his eyes and seaweed from his fingertips. Oven turned up the heat, but Sushi beat him raw.

Sorry for that.

As a society of information junkies, quivering and craving, the flaws of our heroes come more easily to light. The internet, office forwards, and instant messenger, expediently relay gossip and salacious personal details. Our heroes can not save themselves from the always-watching eye and ever-expanding scope of mass media. More than simply humanizing them, we are driving back, transforming them into restraunteurs. Case in point: Sushi Hiro.
-S.T.