[ WP ] You crash land onto a planet where everyone is weak as hell and everything is made of soft material like cardboard and styrofoam etc . You , a regular person , are essentially their superhuman .

The Aluminator tapped his foil covered fingertips together, in glee. `` You've done well to survive all my traps so far, Normal Man... not that it will do you any good now''. 
 
 *Sigh. He put a lot of work into this, I'll humor him. * 
 
 `` You seemed to shrug off the wet towel dropped from seven feet up, and you defeated ten of my mightiest cardboard robots. It's true, I did n't think you'd make it this far.'' 
 
 *I nodded, gravely. * 
 
 `` But I think you'll find that these ALUMINUM FOIL HANDCUFFS will keep you cozy for QUITE some time. I had to use the force of SIXTEEN wet towels to bend them into shape, and now that you are bound by them, escape is unthinkable.'' 
 
 *Ok. The Guild commissioned me for two hours of effort, and time's up... * 
 
 `` Struggle if you want, Normal Man, it's... OH GOD YOU SNAPPED THEM RUUNNNNN''. 
 
 *What can I say? It's easy money. * 

