You are Cerabella. Your whole life you have been muscle for the Medici. You are a circus performer, and the only person capable of using the vice-versa, a hat that can grow giant arms that can lift practically anything. Recently you were beaten by the Cyborg Big Band, pretty bad. You are now in a cell, at the lab, while he watches over you.

Big Band: "It's not too late for you to change."