Jane: Become Wonder Woman and fight the Midnight Crew.

It's been a while, sure. Why not. You get yourself situated on the floor to clean this stuff out.

In here you keep an array of humorous and mystical ARTEFACTS, each one a devastating weapon in the hand of a POPCULTURE ACADEME or a PHILOSOPHER NINJA.
Unfortunately, he's out of town this week.
Among the RHOPOS are: ONE (1) RON SWANSON FUNKO POP, ONE (1) SPACEMAKER, filled with MANY (~) COLORED PENCILS, ONE (1) BOTTLE OF BLUEBERRY FAYGO, ONE (1) REPLICA OF WALTER WHITE'S HAT, SEVERAL (~) SEED PACKETS, consisting of PUMPKINS, CRYSANTHEMUMS, and SUNFLOWERS, ONE (1) CANISTER OF LEGO TECHNIC PIECES. You've never opened that last one.
They're all watched over by a photo of Andrew "Babish" Rea. His fatherly, dad-joke energy really brings you comfort these days.
There's also some books, left over from your time in chram school. You called it that because it was both a cram school and a charm school, and to say either individually was more work than it was worth.

Oh jeez… You forgot about this.
Fanfiction, featuring yourself as Wonder Woman. Against… the villains of your favorite comic at the time, Problem Sleuth.


The Midnight Crew has done the UNTHINKABLE! The Midnight Crew, scowards and coundrels that they are, have put the Nervous Broad and Hysterical Dame to the tracks!

And even worse, their ne'er-do-well henchman, CLUBS DEUCE is barreling down the tracks in a train!