Dozens of IQ points dispersed into the banks of the Doom Flume this week when Quinnie the Quokka finished the Strawberry Level 2 miniboss in a brutal bonk
Billton, the ruffled feathered engineer had devised a devious level for a log-paddling Hank and Quinnie, full of steep drops, sharp cliffs, dead-end tunnels, and wild rapids
Like the Water Temple in Ocarina of Time, the Doom Flume level seemed impossible and would certainly cause a lesser team to rage quit
The heroic duo needed multiple lives, sour strawberry powerups and a cheat code found in a chat forum to finally foil the fowl
When reached for comment afterwards, an exhausted Quinne told The Gazette “This one wasn’t fun. I don’t feel great about how we did this, so I’m just going to shove it in my mental attic and move on to Level 3”
Emy Barbosa’s brain is conveniently connected to her eyes, and when the sensory neurons in her eyes gazed upon the pouch, her brain quickly called for help
Answering the distress call were heroic salivary glands living in her throat
The glands got to work fast, producing excess saliva aimed at protecting the mouth and throat from the sour, potentially acidic substance and facilitating its breakdown and swallowing
Just before the handful of Level 3 Cranberries were sent, Barbosa completed the gustatory-salivary reflex and was able to survive until the next level
