Defying the Dial

A gleaming chrome plate sat perched atop an unyielding metal base right by the breadbox! An analog scale staring me down with a bright red needle. I didn't hesitate. I marched up the cutting board and stomped both clawed feet squarely onto the steel tray! CLANG! The platform sank under my boots, sending that red arrow into a frantic mechanical spin. I flared both wings wide, dropped into a low crouch, and threw my entire torso and heavy tail downward to maximize the impact! The coil groaned, locking the needle deep into the upper numbers. Certified unstoppable mass!