Nate found himself gravitating swiftly towards the pink streak that was undoubtedly a supersonic superhero. Just as he was about to enter it, he caught a glimpse of an impossibly proportioned, feminine figure squeezed into a skin-hugging hot-pink leotard, the spandex material of which was wedged so far up her curvaceous backside that there was no way this was a reality following the normal laws of physics. "Wait! But I asked for a superhero scenario!"
A moment later he sank into the back of the superheroine's head and was suddenly in control, hurtling through the air towards the falling woman with what felt like half a wardrobe riding up his arse crack. He collided with her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, still screaming without even a pause for breath. "Don't worry, I've got you," Nate said in his most heroic voice.
That's actually a very good question, Nate realised. They were still plummeting uncontrollably towards the sidewalk below, the wind roaring past them, the skyscraper windows flashing past at a dizzying rate. It no longer felt like a game, the concrete rushing towards them looked terrifyingly solid. Nate kicked his long, bare legs desperately. "Fly! C'mon, fly! There must be a flight ability! They wouldn't design a superhero game without it!"
Nate's heart was beating like a drum and he would not have been suprised to discover his body had wet itself in the real world. At the last moment, he shut his eyes tight. The simulation paused. A menu glowed behind his eyelids. {Looks like you could use a superpower! Select from the following three defensive abilities and see if you can survive the fall. Choose carefully!}
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