I paced back and forth in my room, my mind swirling with frustration. After everything J. Jonah Jameson had said on Daily Bugle News, I couldn't shake the anger boiling inside me.
But then, it hit me. Jameson was always like this. He'd made a career out of slinging dirt at people, especially Spider-Man. If even someone as heroic as Spider-Man couldn't escape his endless rants, what chance did I have of avoiding his wrath?
Still, I couldn't just let it slide. Jameson thrived because no one ever challenged him—not really. The reason he could get away with talking so much nonsense was simple: there was no platform where people could unite and call him out. No Twitter. No YouTube. No social media at all. If someone was wronged, they had no voice to fight back.
"Well," I said to myself, a grin slowly spreading across my face, "that's going to change."
If Jameson thought he could talk down to me—or anyone else—and get away with it, he was in for a rude awakening. It was time to give people a way to stand up for themselves. A platform where voices couldn't be silenced, where one person's message could reach millions.
It was time to level the playing field.
I sat at my desk, my laptop glowing softly in the dim room. Baymax's AI core rested beside me, its soft hum a comforting background noise. I cracked my knuckles and leaned closer to the microphone.
"Baymax," I said, my tone firm. "Start building a platform. Something that lets people share messages with the masses, instantly."
Baymax's voice responded, calm and clear. "Acknowledged, Creator. What parameters should I follow?"
"Okay, listen closely." I leaned back in my chair, letting the ideas spill out. "The platform needs to be simple, fast, and accessible to everyone. Users should be able to post short messages—concise but impactful. Call it… microblogging. And it should allow people to connect, reply, share, and amplify each other's voices."
Baymax hummed softly for a moment, processing my words. "Understood. I will prioritize user connectivity, scalability, and ease of use. Any aesthetic preferences?"
"Clean, modern, and… blue," I said with a smirk. "Blue feels right. It's calming but also professional."
"As you wish," Baymax replied. "Beginning development now."
I watched the AI's code flicker across my laptop screen as Baymax got to work. Within seconds, the foundation of the platform started to take shape. Algorithms, user interface layouts, and server architecture—all of it came together in a dazzling display of efficiency.
"Sir," Baymax said, interrupting my thoughts, "would you like to set rules for content moderation or user behavior?"
"Good question," I said, rubbing my chin. "Keep it simple for now. No hate speech, no illegal activities. But most importantly, make it a space where people feel heard. This is about giving power back to the people."
"Understood," Baymax replied. "The initial version of the platform will be ready for testing in approximately twelve hours."
I couldn't help but grin. Jameson had no idea what was coming.
"Perfect," I said, leaning back in my chair. "Let's see how loud his voice sounds when everyone else gets a chance to speak."
Hello everyone,
I want to take a moment to address something that has been making waves recently. By now, many of you have probably heard about the incident where I threw a slipper at a reporter during an interview. Let me explain what really happened.
That day, I woke up to a crowd of reporters and people outside my home. They were shouting questions, making assumptions, and trying to get a story—any story. I've always believed in respecting others, but one question crossed the line: a reporter suggested that my parents treat me unjustly, even abusively.
That was a baseless and deeply hurtful accusation, not just to me but to my family. In a moment of frustration, I acted impulsively. While I regret letting my emotions get the better of me, I stand by my belief that such invasive and harmful questions have no place in responsible journalism.
This incident made me realize something bigger: too often, people in positions of power—journalists, celebrities, and public figures—can speak without accountability. They spread their words without fear of criticism, while those without a platform are left unheard.
That's about to change.
Tomorrow, I'll be launching Tweet, a new platform designed to give everyone a voice. On Tweet, you'll be able to share your thoughts, connect with others, and hold even the loudest voices accountable. Whether you want to celebrate achievements, critique actions, or stand up for what you believe in, Tweet is your space to do so.
This platform might have been inspired by one frustrating moment, but it's not about that. It's about giving you—the community—the tools to shape the conversations that matter.
Tweet launches tomorrow. It will be free to join, free to speak, and free to express yourself. Let's make something extraordinary together.
Yours,
Ben 10
I leaned back in my chair as Baymax's calming hum filled the room. Its voice broke the silence.
"Sir , several companies have reached out regarding advertising opportunities, offline comic publishing, and merchandise rights for the comics you've uploaded to Comic Con. Would you like me to handle the negotiations?"
"Yes, Baymax," I replied. "Call them, finalize the deals, and make sure we get fair profits. After everything is finalized, ask them to send representatives to sign the paperwork."
"Understood," Baymax replied. The interface lit up with the list of companies interested in collaborating.
"This is Baymax, personal assistant to Ben," the AI began, its tone polite but assertive. "I understand your company is interested in purchasing ad space on the Comic Con platform?"
"Yes, we'd like to promote our upcoming anime streaming service," the representative said.
"For premium ad placement on the comics homepage and specific series pages, we charge $15,000 per week. A one-month package will cost $55,000 with a discount," Baymax offered.
"That sounds reasonable. We'd like the one-month package," the representative agreed.
"Excellent," Baymax replied. "Please send a representative tomorrow to finalize the agreement."
"This is Baymax, personal assistant to Ben," it said during the next call, this time addressing a prominent publishing house. "You're interested in publishing Ben's adaptations of Naruto, SAO, and Death Note offline?"
"Yes, we'd like to publish a limited edition of 30,000 copies for each series," the representative said.
"The standard royalty is 15%, but given the popularity of these titles and their established fanbase, we require a 25% royalty per copy and an advance of $200,000," Baymax stated confidently.
"That's a high demand," the representative hesitated.
"These are globally loved series with a proven track record. You're not just publishing; you're associating with iconic stories brought to life again," Baymax countered.
After a brief silence, the representative agreed. "We'll move forward under those terms."
"Thank you. Please send a representative tomorrow to complete the agreement."
"This is Baymax, personal assistant to Ben," the AI started, speaking with a toy and apparel company. "You're interested in creating merchandise for Naruto, SAO, and Death Note?"
"Yes. We're planning a line of collectible figures, clothing, and accessories," the representative explained.
"Our licensing fee is 12% of net sales, with a minimum guarantee of $250,000," Baymax replied.
"That's higher than usual," the representative argued.
"Given the global appeal of these series, the demand for merchandise will far exceed projections. This is a fair and profitable rate for all parties," Baymax countered.
After a few minutes of negotiation, the deal was sealed.
Profit Summary
By the end of the day, Baymax secured the following deals:
Advertising: $55,000 for a one-month package on Comic Con. Offline Publishing: $200,000 advance plus 25% royalties on 90,000 copies (estimated $450,000 in royalties). Merchandise: $250,000 minimum guarantee plus 12% of net sales (estimated $400,000 in royalties).
Total Profit: $505,000 upfront, with potential earnings exceeding $1,000,000.
Baymax's soothing voice spoke again. "Creator, all negotiations are complete. Representatives will arrive tomorrow to sign the contracts."
I couldn't help but smile. "Thanks, Baymax. You've just helped us reach a whole new level."