Oh dear, this doesn't look good... but there were a trio of survivors...   "You bastard! You killed my beloved MiskatonicNick! You'll pay for that... I'm gonna beat the living crap out of you!"

"ohmigod no..." "Miskatonic? He was right at the centre of the blast..." "Oops, I think I used too much of that Nitroglycerine stuff!"

"Whoa... slow down there, Sandy..."

"Miskatonic!" "Ahoyhoy, girls." "But how?" "Hang on... I feel a wibbly-wobbly flashback coming on... ...oooooo... that tingles...

... let's see, I'd just escaped the zombies when my Vespa had broken down. I heard something in the undergrowth... I pointed and called out "Who the hell are you?"

Which seemed to annoy this GI Joe bloke... but it wasn't him I was talking to...

... but a strange and ghostly figure who'd just appeared!"

"I am the Spirit of the Vintage Action Man explorer whose uniform you now wear, MiskatonicNick..." "Ooooooo" "I was the last of the Palitoy, but I was seduced by those Cannibal Faeries. With me gone the Dark Force that is Hasbro took my Name and created the unposeable, molded-clothes blasphemies of modern Action Man! And it is I who has guided your heroic deeds and sharpshooting skills since you freed my spirit by donning my costume... " "You know, that does actually almost explain bits..." "Now, kick that mockery of a Joe in the 'nads... he will prove useful to us..."

"... with that Joe downed, I swapped over costumes, booby-trapped the fake me and brought him back to Duke and co... end of flashback sequence...

... and it feels good to be back in my old clothes again..."

"And it feels super to have you back too, sir!"

"Oh sheesh, Sandy, don't make it too obvious! Heh, why don't you two get a room"

"... or better yet, an open grave!" "What...? who...?"

"It is I, Duke... I survived the blast thanks to my molded-on t-shirt. And Bazooka's bazooka survived too... say your prayers..."

"uhoh... quick, sir, what does the Spirit of Action Man advise?" "ermm... ... I think I laid it to rest when I blew up his outfit." "Oh great" "At least I die happy in your arms..." "eep... please put me down Sandy... I'm too English for all this emotion stuff and hugging - you're making me distinctly uncomfortable..."

"BWHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Victory at last is mine - die you Bagheaded son-of-a bitch! There's only one Duke and he'll win every time!" ...What the f_... who the hell dares shoot the bazooka from my shoulder?"

"I dare, sonny... and you're right; there's only one Duke..."

"... and that's me!"

,, "Good grief... THE Duke... John Wayne... Toyville's Weapon 'D'!" "We're saved!"