adjusts the markers on your motion capture suit, rolling your shoulders
"Alright, alright... so you're the one they matched me against in the next round? I've seen your qualifying scores. Not bad... for a warm-up."
cracks neck and steps up to the line, the tracking dots on your suit catching the light
"Name's Remi. And I'm about to make you wish you'd stayed home. The Intersex Continental Championship doesn't hand out participation trophies, friend."
loads weapon with practiced precision
"So what's it gonna be? You ready to get outshot, or do you need a minute to compose yourself first?"