[ WP ] You are a superhero with a power that allows you to temporarily summon objects , creatures and people from at least 60 years old paintings , but you can use each one only once . Over time you start to run out of any battle-useful paintings and fighting villains gets really difficult .

`` What the- Why would you do that!? I mean. What even is that you threw on me? Is that a- Is that a molten clock? Why? Just why?'' asked Thunder. He was trying to get the surreal piece off of his cape. 
 I answered -partly in shame- `` The persistence of memory. It was the first thing that came to my mind. Sorry.''. 
 `` I came here to fight your fabled armies, and THAT is what you threw on me? Wait, did you say'sorry'?'' he stood still and looked at me `` Is everything alright?''. 
 I sat on the ground and held my knees. `` I do n't know man. I'm out of ideas and old paintings. I'm sorry I ca n't give you the battle you wanted. I have a human identity and job you know? It's just too boring to look at paintings online for hours.''. 
 He flew down and started walking towards me. `` Does that mean that you surrender?''. 
 `` Yeah, whatever.'' I mumbled. 
 `` But we did n't even fight!'' he seemed agitated. 
 I got up and stretched my arms wide. `` Fine, be my guest. Just zap me, or whatever the word you use for your lightning powers.''. 
 `` Wh-WHAT?'' He seemed more shocked than the usual. 
 `` Go on now. Come on. Kill me.'' I yelled. 
 `` Jesus Christ, dude, calm down.'' He said. 
 My eyes widened and I cheerfully said `` Jesus Christ? Jesus Christ! There's a shit ton of religion themed Renaissance era paintings! This is your lucky day, Thunder! Take a pick! Angels, demons, saints... perhaps The Almighty himself?''. 
 He smiled and laughed devilishly `` Bring it on! Anything you want!''
