You fall to the floor, writhing like a caterpillar being burned by some evil little boy with a magnifying glass. You look up and see the evil little boy, naked of course, holding his giant magnifying glass over you. Your nose fills with the stench of your burning fuzz.
Fuzz? You look at the horror you have become - a soft pulpy worm covered in green fuzz with long black hairs protruding from your head and tail. The hairs are barbed and you instinctively know they are poisonous. You manage to flick one into the giant hand of the naked little boy and he drops the magnifying glass, screaming "Mommy! Mommy! It bit me!"
The magnifying glass shatters on the floor into a thousand shards of glass that sparkle like ice and melt and run together on the floor to form a clear puddle that rises up into the shape of a crystal man, a naked crystal man. He walks toward you, tinkling (the sound, not the activity) like a crystal chandelier and you wish you were not so soft and squishy so that you could shatter him.
Your soft body straightens out and becomes a hard cylinder of stone. You could shatter the crystal man now, but you can't move your rigid body. "Articulation!" you scream. "Segments, plates, anything so I can move!"
Ominous cracking noises resonate through your rigid body and you feel yourself break apart into a dozen pieces of stone strung like a necklace on a rope big enough to moor a battleship. "Thank God I can move!"
You launch a viscious tail whip at the crystal man which shatters him into a thousand pieces of crystal that sparkle on the floor like ice and then melt and run together into a puddle that rises up into a new crystal man.
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