Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32932951-20180529023332/@comment-26892768-20180529154851

Meanwhile, in the battle bus, a man overlooking several bottles suddenly snaps to attention and notices the noticeable lack of chairs, floor, and contestants around him. He promptly facepalms and groans.

"This is the worst...everyone started without me!" Then Sento stands up. "Well, better not keep them waiting any longer, then."

He pulls out an orange bottle and a gray bottle, shaking both of them as what appear to be scientific equations start to swirl around him. Then, as his chair and section of the floor finally drop out from underneath him, Sento inserts the orange and gray bottles into a belt on his waist.

"Taka! Gatling! BEST MATCH!"

Sento starts turning the crank on the side of the belt, causing a series of glass tubes in the shape of armor - well, part of a set of armor - attached to metal rails to extend from the belt, the tubes filling with orange and gray liquid.

"Are you ready!?"

"Build up!" Sento poses with his arms out and his legs completely straight, allowing the rail to collapse and send the glass tubes into his body...which, upon impact, turn into armor around Sento. Armor with wings that he promptly uses to soar through the air.

" T e n k u u  n o  a b a <font COLOR="#916262">r <font COLOR="#8a6366">e <font COLOR="#83646b">n <font COLOR="#7b656f">b <font COLOR="#746674">o <font COLOR="#6d6778">u <font COLOR="#66677c">! <font color="#ed5526">TAKA <font color="#66677c">GATLING! Yeah!"