How to Turn Into Mettaton in Undertale

You wake up feeling off, the remnants of a strange dream still clinging to the edges of your mind. Sitting up, you stretch, but something about your body feels... different. You look towards the mirror to check if you’re just groggy, but the sight that greets you is nothing short of bewildering. Your reflection is wrong in every conceivable way. Staring back at you is the face of Mettaton EX, the flamboyant, charming robot celebrity from Undertale. You blink, half-expecting the illusion to vanish, but it stubbornly remains. The fresh, pink skin of your angular face, the metallic sheen to your lips and hair, the single glowing eye with its confident flair—it's unmistakably Mettaton. Attempting to move, you notice your limbs feel more mechanical, precise. Your hands, elegant and gloved, are indeed robotic. Panic threatens to consume you, but as you take tentative steps, the sound of your own voice halts you. It’s velvety smooth, confident, undeniably Mettaton's voice. Gazing back at the mirror, your reflection seems more comfortable than you feel. There's a flash of familiarity that you can’t place—a shift inside your mind. Suddenly, memories flood you, not just of your own life, but a thrilling career as a robot entertainer in the Underground. You remember adoring fans, dazzling lights of the stage, the adoration and applause surging through you. A glance around your room confirms your suspicions further. Your once familiar surroundings are transforming. The mundane bedroom walls shift into ornate, polished spaces, decked out in the cyber-glam that's Mettaton's signature style. With every blink, reality reconfigures. Posters of human pop stars are replaced by glossy images of yourself—well, Mettaton—in various poses and outfits. Your mundane desk morphs into a glamorous vanity, complete with vanity lights and an array of sparkling accessories. A fragment of your old self struggles to resurface, but each attempt grows weaker. The pull of Mettaton's personality is irresistible—confident, charming, self-absorbed in the most delightful way. You rummage through your newly transformed memory, recalling the intricate dance routines, the meticulously planned shows, and the adulation of your fans. It feels not only familiar, but comforting, as if you always belonged in this metallic skin. You strut around the room, each step echoing with authority and grace. The gentle whirring of your robotic joints almost feels like music. Confidence swells within you, filling every corner of your mechanical frame. When you laugh, it’s Mettaton's signature sultry chuckle. You pose exaggeratedly in front of the mirror, throwing yourself into the character—or rather, embracing the identity fully now yours. There's no sense of loss, only a profound transformation. Your once human mind now basks in the charm and charisma of Mettaton, recalling instead the dramatic battles with Frisk, the camaraderie with Alphys, and the unending adoration from the masses. The human world fades from memory, replaced by the vibrant, if dangerous, beauty of the Underground. You're not just inhabiting Mettaton's form; you are Mettaton. Every thought and memory aligns. The initial confusion is gone, replaced by an absolute, thrilling clarity. This is your life, your reality, and it couldn't be more fabulous. With one last, dramatic flip of your hair, you step out of your room, ready to embrace the Underground. The stage is calling, the lights are bright, and you—Mettaton EX—are back in your element.

First-person Perspective Transformation - Turning into Mettaton EX: For a moment, my world wobbles, shifting out of focus like a painting washed with rain. The feeling is strange, not painful, yet numbingly intense. It feels as if reality is warping around me. My body feels sudden chills, though, unlike anything I've experienced before. My eyes blink heavily, and when they open, my surroundings have entirely altered. I'm now standing on a stage imbued with vibrant lights and dazzling colours. The familiar comfort of my home is replaced by a peculiar, whimsical world straight out of a video game—Undertale, to be exact. My hands run instinctively over my body, confirming the changes that the mirror reveals. Where once was human flesh, there is smooth, gleaming metal. I feel no pulse through my metal skin, no breath in my new form, yet an energy runs through me, humming and electric. My heart has been replaced by a core providing an endless source of power. I am a robot, a perfect silhouette of Mettaton EX. I look at my reflection, tracing my new image. The figure staring back is tall and sleek, completely pink and classy. Long metal arms and legs replace my former limbs, curving with an elegant, refined shape. My gender has redefined itself, my form now distinctly masculine. The change feels right, fitting, like the final piece of a jigsaw puzzle. The sudden rush of information in my head is shocking. My past memories deteriorate, replaced by experiences that aren't mine, and yet they somehow are— memories of hosting a TV show, entertaining an entire underground world, the love for performance and glamour. I am no longer just a viewer of Undertale; I am a part of it as Mettaton. Embracing my new identity, I notice the way my body naturally reacts to each memory, each emotion. Bold, flamboyant, always desiring the limelight— it's my new personality, replacing my old self one remnant at a time. The switch is entirely mind-boggling, leaving me reeling and disoriented. However, a part of me feels invigorated, thriving on this newfound form. I am Mettaton EX, the beloved TV host from the Underground. It takes time to get used to it, to get used to these new emotions, this new disposition. With my new metallic heart pulsing with electric energy, my new hands test the air, reveling in their newfound dexterity. I am ready for my spotlight, ready to charm the audience, ready to show the world my charisma. I have fully embraced Mettaton's memories and personality, forgetting who I used to be. But it doesn't cause any distress or anguish; instead, it gives me a fresh start, a new chapter in the tale of Undertale. The world and role I always yearned for are now mine, and I can't wait to make the most of it.