As Martin Stragey and the transformed Clay Dankworth struggled over the Random Gun, it accidentally went off. The blast hit Clay right in the face, and Clay changed again, stumbling backward while pulling the Random Gun away from Stragey's grasp.
From beyond the open door, Rachel watched in horror from the hall. As she stood there in shock, someone rushed forward and pushed her away from the door and further into the hall.
Rachel was knocked to the floor. She looked up to see the punk rock woman Jerri hovering over her. "The shit's about to hit the fan! Don't go anywhere near that door if you don't want to get hit!" Jerri hissed.
Jerri grabbed Rachel, and pulled her down the hall and behind a couch in a waiting area. As much as Jerri wanted to see Mr. McMillan and company get what they had coming, she didn't want to get zapped by the Random Gun, and she was sure Rachel didn't, either.
She knew it was best for both of them if they stayed hidden behind furniture until the metaphorical fireworks were over.
Clay changed again. This time, Clay transformed into a disheveled man in hospital scrubs, with unkempt wild looking hair. He began giggling in a high-pitched voice, and staring at the room with wide, bloodshot eyes. He looked like an escaped mental patient from a horror movie.
"Oh, yes. Yes. This'll do just fine." he said, in a maniacal tone. He zapped Stragey with the Random Gun, and instantly Stragey turned into a frightened little girl.
"There's gonna be some changes round here!" he cried out, and began zapping each of the people in the room with him with the Random Gun. Repeatedly. He rotated around, zapping each person once, then each person a second time, then a third time, then a fourth... and more.
This resulted in each of them transforming several times in under two minutes.
Mr. McMillan went from being a Pacific Islander woman to being a tall black basketball player to being an elderly Asian man to being a young newsboy out of a 30's and 40's movie. Then he was changed into a middle-aged librarian woman, a long-haired 80's rock star man, a man dressed as a Viking warrior, a French female aristocrat straight out of the pre-French Revolution era, a girl cosplaying as an anime magical girl, a medieval knight, and a few others.
Nicholson Quarterson went from being an old woman to being a samurai warrior out of an old samurai movie to being a tall black woman to being a fat man wearing a Roman toga. And then he was transformed into a cheerleader, a nun, a cowboy, a nun again (sometimes the Random Gun does have the same effect twice), a cowgirl, someone resembling a Native American man, a Goth metal musician, and a few others.
Elinor Stallsworth went from being an 18 year old male nerd to being an old woman, a male ninja dressed in a cliched black ninja outfit, a 1930's female lounge singer, a male 1700s French aristocrat, a tall black woman, and a female 70's rock star. She was then transformed into a male professional wrestler, an attractive young Asian woman, a fat bald man, a medieval knight, an Irish boxer, a blonde-haired young woman in a bikini, a man dressed as a Tudor era nobleman, and a few others.
Roman Coakley went from being a live-action version of a shonen hero to being a nun to being a woman dressed as a Roaring Twenties flapper, to being a man who looked like a Pacific Islander. Then he was transformed into a female nurse, a man dressed in homeless person's rags, a female Amazon warrior, a black male dressed as a hip-hop artist, an Asian man dressed as a business man, a cowgirl, a cheerleader, a masked Lucha Libre style wrestler, an attractive brown-haired female figure skater, a tall scary man wearing a hockey mask, an older woman who looked like a kindly old grandmother, a female heavy metal headbanger, and a few others.
Martin Stragey went from being a scared girl to being a 90 year old fragile looking old man to being a tall female Amazon warrior to being a man dressed as a 1500s Spanish explorer. Then he was transformed into a cheerleader, a medieval knight, a man dressed in a baseball uniform (no bat included, not that he would have had time to use it), a blonde-haired young woman in a bikini, a medieval knight, an old Asian man, a woman dressed as an 1800s Old West schoolteacher, a man wearing a dark robe and a ghost mask, a woman wearing a dark robe and a ghost mask (the odds of the Random Gun producing those two transformations right after each other were indeed low), a female acrobat, a cowboy, a middle-aged librarian woman, and a few others.
All of these transformations happened so fast that none of the people being transformed had any time to process any single transformation before the next transformation occured. And given the fact that many of these transformations also included mental effects and personality effects, this was especially hard on the transformed people.
Not that Clay Dankworth cared. In his new maniacal persona, he was so far gone he forgot all about his agenda of taking over McMillan Tech Industries. He had instead become addicted to changing everyone in sight with the Random Gun, over and over again. He could not stand the thought of someone staying in the same form for more than ten seconds.
"CHANGE! CHANGE! CHANGE!" he screamed in a maniacal, high-pitched wail, over and over again as he transformed his five helpless victims.
So intent was the crazed Clay on transforming everyone that he failed to notice that after 60 or more zaps, the Random Gun was becoming warmer in his hands. He continued in his obsession, firing the Random Gun and zapping people more and more.
After 90 zaps, he became aware that the Random Gun was becoming increasingly hot in his hands. But he didn't care. He had to keep changing people.
As the Random Gun continued to overheat, Clay kept zapping. By the 98th zap, the Random Gun was so hot his hands were burning, but he held on to it with a madman's grip. He continued firing, ignoring the high-pitched whine issuing from the Random Gun's power source...
