I've had this one in mind for months now. Didn't really come out how I wanted but oh well!
One of the first things I tried to do in Galaxy was put myself into orbit around a little planetoid; the opportunity to have been able to do it to someone else would have been delightful.
I've always liked the idea of hitting a dude so hard his shoes fly off. I guess you can blame copious Calvin and Hobbes for that.
PS: Wolf is a terrible amalgam of bad taste. Rubber gloves, arm socks, tank top, vest too small for him, chains and metal coming out of everywhere...he's like some sort of weirdo space-biker, I don't even know, leave me alone.