User blog comment:NyricTheDeceiver/Group RP: The Death of Social Darwinism/@comment-23854671-20151005002337/@comment-26322734-20151010030530

In the middle of the chaos, a hole in the space-time continuum opened. It was a wormhole, and from it a being clad in a high-tech powersuit came out. The powersuit was form-fitting and stylish, made from a hard polymer, carbon nanometal, and plexiglass. A helmet covered his features, but it was easy to tell from his body language that he was quite surprised. The superhero quickly scanned his surroundings and saw that the situation was...well, dire.

"Well..." Derrick said to himself. "That's the last time I ride the spatial curvature of a wormhole without setting exact coordinates. Where the hell am I?"

He pressed a button on his gauntlet and a holographic interface showed up on the screen of his helmet. It detailed the exact region of space-time he was in, the amount of living life forms on the planet, the fact that the planet was currently getting hurled towards the sun, and other important details he'd need to know. He was going to open another wormhole, but then it occurred to him that he had to save the other people on the planet. He sighed. Damn him for being a good person.

"Alright...well...time to get to work."