[The vision swirls into his mind's eye, settling in like a dream. This body is not his own to control, but he feels their sudden fear and pain as a cord catches them and forcefully yanks them into the awaiting maw of the Cursed Copier's scanner. It crushes their face against the glass, holding them there while the scanner lid hits them over the head repeatedly.
They look around wildly, trying to find a way to free themself, but the rapid strobing of the scanner is disorienting. By the sound of it, it's spewing out hundreds (if not thousands) of unflattering copies of its victim's smushed face.
It ends in a bright white light, then Broderick is himself again.]
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They look around wildly, trying to find a way to free themself, but the rapid strobing of the scanner is disorienting. By the sound of it, it's spewing out hundreds (if not thousands) of unflattering copies of its victim's smushed face.
It ends in a bright white light, then Broderick is himself again.]