Don't mak- *oof* -e me do th-oof*-is! [i]My whole body shines, a blinding light. Your fist, at first feeling heavy cloth and flesh, start hitting hard metal, and the weight starts to become unbearable on the tendrils. Soon the light fades, and reveals myself in full combat gear, heavy clinking metal overlapping at the joints, black metal with gold trim and lots of it, a mask with green eyes, and two tonfas strapped to my belt. I did an armour change within a second. A strong force tears at the tendrils holding my arms and legs, causing them to drop me. I land with a loud crunch, the all-metal boots digging into the ground. I draw both tonfas, and swing them around a bit testingly in the air, as if I've never done this for real. My gauntlets hiss, rippling the air, as well as my leg guards, and the four simultaneously eject a cartridge which resembles a shotgun shell. I take a step forward, the armour clinks, the ground giving way.[/i] [b]"First time doing this without holograms... let's see how it goes."[/b] [i]The voice is robotic, hinting at my own, and I hold the tonfas at ready.[/i][b]"Your move."[/b]