Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30744559-20181220155634/@comment-27344811-20181228182542

the four taros flick something over their belts.

"Henshin..."

"Henshin.."

"Henshin.."

"Henshin.."

FIrst, they flash into a platinum-colored undersuit with large visor-eyes, before armor fappears and slides on to the respective Taros.

"Sword Form!"

"Rod Form!"

"Gun Form!"

"Axe Form!"

Momotaros rolls his shoulders. "How's about we show these zombies who's the boss around here, eh?" Kinatros pops his Axe-form neck. "Yeah. Let's do that." .

"Well, my friends.. let's reel them in!"

With their respective battle cries, they charge into the group.