Subway surfing, Bad Roll Models style…
A ten-foot robot crashes the team’s slumber party in an underwater missile turret.
Exploring a control center or something, the gang faces off against what may well be their most boring adversary yet.
The crew has a brilliant plan involving a tank of propane, a forklift, and a whole lot of chutzpah.
The team can’t help but notice that the Island of Dr. Apocalypse is crawling with heat-seeking missiles.
The team practices the art of beating a (not-so) hasty retreat.
The gang meets a mysteriously normal pair of farmers on their exploration of the island.
The crew takes in the waves and rays of an evil overlord’s island paradise.
Before a simple little suborbital hop to the Island of Dr. Apocalypse, the team checks in with an old pal to get some advice.
Been only three years and the crew’s finally made it to level 2!