Oh for the days when getting zapped with lasers and having his body change wasn't so typical.

Although the purple was different.

So was his code, in his head, telling him exactly what he was, in a way that scared him a little, because he didn't like mind control or anything that even remotely resembled, but was also comforting, as it all became clear:

His format? Hero. His Function: To Protect and Serve.

"Am I like a sprite cop now? What's going on?" A pause. "I feel like wearing a cape again."