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The command cracks through the air. "Ditto, Transform!" The shapeless mass leaps, swallowing you in a warm, gelatinous embrace. For a suspended moment, you are nothing but formless slurry. Then, details crystallize: the heavy fall of red hair, the metallic glint of silver eyes. The black uniform, stamped with a crimson R, molds itself to your frame like armor. You step from the changing room into the corridor, falling silently into line with the other grunts. Orientation begins. You are Rocket Grunt Silver now.