She-Ra. Beyond a doubt. I already posted my reasons as to why I loved She-Ra (among them, her general kiss-ass-ness), so I won't go into it all over again. However, I will add that I have started rewatching the She-Ra: Princess of Power series, and it has aged pretty damn well. Sure, men and women walk around in little more than leotards and it's definitely cheesy, but it's also really watchable. Sometimes you go back and watch the things you loved as a kid and you cringe, but I'm happy to say that's not the case with She-Ra.
My tastes changed over the years, of course, and when 1992 rolled around I was already out of my She-Ra faze and ready for the the release of a Saturday morning cartoon version of X-Men. I loved that series. My favorite character on the show was definitely Rogue. I don't know if I thought too much about why I loved her at the time. In part it had to do with how awesome her powers were. She could take anyone's abilities and she could fly because of it.
My love for her also had to do with how conflicted she was about her powers. Her powers, more than any other characters were something of a curse, because of how easily she could kill someone with them. Yet, for all that, she still managed to face the world with a certain level of snark and sarcastic wit that won me over. Yeah, she struggled, but she didn't wallow. She carried on and faced the world with a left hook and smart ass sense of humor. (^_^)
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In other news, I need to stop procrastinating with this blog post, so that I can go home and procrastinate with some series channel flipping, or movie watching, or video game playing, or something else equally lazy. (Though, I may slip some laundry in there, at some point, because a gril needs clothes.)