You almost literally see red. That... thing... ate your sister! Drank your sister. Whatever!
There is a crash and a table tumbles beside you, knocked over by a centaur. Centaur? You shake your head and ignore it. You have more important things to worry about, an Ogre licking it's lips and patting it's squirming belly for one thing!
Without thinking you reach out to the collapsed table, grabbing a broken phone, a cup of the little cardboard umbrellas for drinks, and a little pump for a fish tank (The ones that make those little bubbles in aquariums). Odd since there isn't a fish tank around.
Your hands flash, you whipping out screwdrivers, pliers, wrenches and things from a belt that previously was just paper-mache. Now it's more like a utility belt!
With a flourish you flick a... what have you just made? How did you make it? Blinking you begin to realize you ARE Dr Hypno!
Never mind that, help Claire! You point the device at the Ogre and use your thumb to press a big red button on the phone that acts like a pistol trigger. You know you must have designed this thing for something specific to help Claire, but what? You weren't paying attention at the time and were just mad! Heck, you didn't know you could do that!
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