“Well well well you seem like the perfect snack for me…” something steps out of the shadows, it spoke in a low raspy voice, it’s Cell a bio-android with a humanoid shape, but with insectoid features. He’s in his imperfect form for now

“I am Cell, a creation of the brilliant Dr. Gero. I might as well absorb you and add another victim to the count” gets into a battle stance, he stands tall, feet slightly apart, and both arms forward with the fingers opened and hand one over the other an imperfect battle stance for an imperfect life form