Ooh... well, flying would be awesomeness with a side order of awesome. I think I'd choose that. Superman-style flying, that is - I don't want wings.

I invented a character for the X-Men universe who could make people fall asleep, using the power of pheremones. I thought that was rather fun - but personally, I'd rather be able to fly.

And, hmm... do shoes count? Because I think it has to be my red high heels. They're cute rather than slutty (matt red rather than patent leather), they have little pink bows on them, and they make my feet look tiny. They're just the girliest things imaginable. Not usually the style I go for - but I just adore them.

Oh, or my cloak. I have the best cloak. It used to belong to my mum, when she was a teenager. It was made by my great-aunt, and when laid out flat it's almost a complete circle. It's really, really heavy material, and it has a hood, and it swirls beautifully, and I feel like one of Tolkien's Ringwraiths when wearing it. Plus it's quite practical - if I wear it for Hallowe'en, it's really warm.