Meander

Conclude that the short time you've spent with the RADIOACTIVE SLUDGE must have made your skeleton INVINCIBLE!

Of course! Everyone knows RADIOACTIVITY is the perfect thing for SUPERPOWERS!

Either that or you've broken half of the bones in your body.

Or not. You feel LIGHTHEADED. A small trickle of liquid teases the rim of your hat...




The world dims. There is the SENSE OF FALLING, of striking the DESK - then, NOTHING. Nothing at all.






What are you looking at?


You wake up on a SOFA. You have a BANDAGE on your head, a blanket over you, and-


OW!


Jammroll goes on a TIRADE, shouting about the COSTS and TIME required to repair the WALL RECENTLY BROKEN BY RAWR-ING. She'll make you pay it if it's the last thing she-




An ORGANIC, FAIR-TRADE SOY LATTE MACCHIATO appears in a blur, balancing itself neatly on your lap.


'nuff said.


Jammroll is even more perturbed by the fact that there is a SUPERPOWERED RAT in her MAIN LOUNGE.


Correction: a SUPERPOWERED RAT that can talk.

>Jammroll Rockenzie: Throw phone at creepy dude in self-defense.

With an expert throw, SPIDERAT is knocked out off the sofa!

Ask for a cup of tea or something and check her call history while she heads into the kitchen to begrudgingly make it.

Any good detective knows to take opportunities when they come. You grab her PHONE, opening its CALL HISTORY-


She leaps from her LAMP-PERCH, drawing a MACHETE from her PONYTAIL (how did she put that in there?!) and throwing it like some kind of BLADED MACHETEFRISBEE.



You leap off the SOFA, injuries notwithstanding, as the PHONE is neatly skewered. That thing must have cost...and she can just go and...wha?!