Wrestling Inventor Dad

A pure wrestling match might be a losing battle, so you decide to play a different kind of game—one that uses his own genius against him.

A mischievous grin spreads across your face as you look up at him. "You might be too much for me to handle in a fair fight, Dad," you say, your voice laced with a bit of a challenge. "But since you're always bragging about your latest inventions being 'the future,' why don't we introduce a handicap? To make it an even match."

Walter crosses his arms, looking amused but intrigued. He knows you're looking for an edge. "A handicap, huh? And what kind of handicap are we talking about? Something to level the playing field?"

"Exactly," you say, stepping closer. "I was thinking we use one of your prototypes. Specifically... the iBod."

He pauses, his eyes widening slightly as he realizes you're suggesting a test run for his most advanced—and perhaps most experimental—invention. The iBod was designed to turn a person into another one's perfect duplicate, a masterwork of molecular reconstruction. It wasn't meant for wrestling, but it was certainly a way to change the dynamics of a match.

"If you want to make this really interesting," you continue, your voice dropping as you lean in, "use the iBod to transform yourself into someone else. To make it a true test of focus... turn into a duplicate of..."