"Dammit, you stupid chicken... That wasn't badass at all..." Sam muttered. "If it'd been me that stopped the nuke, I would've done it like this..."
"Dammit, we're all gonna die!" Slouch yelled, spinning around and around in a swivelly chair.
"Get a hold of yourself, Mr. President!" Rag ordered, and slapped Slouch across the face.
"Have no fear!" Sam cried, putting on a pair of sunglasses and standing in a really badass pose. "Okay, so here's what I'm gonna do." He reached into his Subspace Bag. "First, I'm gonna grab my spare Subspace Bag." He pulled a second bag out of his bag. "Then, I'm gonna catch the nuke inside it." He jumped into the air, with each of the heroes standing on a piece of scaffolding and propelling him further upwards, ending with the ghost of Sky14Kemea's posting career on this thread grabbing him by the hand and throwing him at the nuke. He opened the bag and caught the nuke inside it. "And then I'm gonna do this." He let go of the bag, equipped a sword so huge and unwieldy it'd take a band of four lesser heroes to carry it, and cut the bag so many times in a single second it reduced itself to nothing at all. Then he landed safely, pulled his shades off and flicked his hair in such a sexy way that all the female characters in the RP orgasmed simultaneously.
"Yeah, that would've been awesome..." Sam murmured wistfully, watching the nuke as it drew closer and closer to Canada.