So, what would you do if you found out your life was a comic, scansdaily?
To be honest...the first thing I would do would be to jump off a building to see if I could fly. I mean, death in comics isn't permanent and physics don't apply! And then, like the previous commentor, I would wonder why I, in all defiance of comicbook traditon, remain curveless. Following that, I'd let my writer just have it for all the crap he's put me through and demand he fix my body and my mom's brain. Angsting done, I would make myself a badass superhero costume and go around being a fourth wall-breaking, ass-kicking vigilante.