User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-27103443-20150530052450

Doctor: As do I...

''The TARDIS arrives in its destination. The Doctor is the first to the door.''

Doctor: No...

He looks out at the destruction before him.

''The beams of magic do not advance on one another, but stay stagnant. Both ponies are equally matched. Both of them shut off the flow of magic and stand, staring at one another. Springtrap's head twitches.''

Springtrap: I will never die! You made me immortal! I will continue to upgrade, meeting ever demand the world throws at me! You cannot possibly destroy me.

''Springtrap raises Acolyte up in his magic and Acolyte can see his own drones run rampant through the streets. One has a Pegasus pinned to the ground, a buzz saw spinning. The saw connects with the base of the Pegasus' wings and she lets out a blood chilling scream.''

Springtrap: This is your wonderland! Isn't it beautiful! How does it feel, King of Hearts! TO BE IN WONDERLAND AT LAST!

Springtrap slams Acolyte into the ground.

Springtrap: WHY AREN'T YOU SMLING! I HAVE GIVEN YOU YOUR PARADISE! YOUR SICK, TWISTED DESIRES HAVE FINALLY BECOME REALITY! I HAVE GIVEN YOU A WORLD OF BLOOD, GORE, AND UNDESCRIBABLE PAIN! THAT IS WHAT YOU WANT! WHY AREN'T YOU SMILING!!

Acolyte looks up at his grisly twin.

Acolyte: Because I'm not you...And you are not me...And as the King of Hearts...I say...

''Springtrap looks down at Acolyte in confusion. Acolyte coughs up a small spout of blood.''

Acolyte: I say...You started at the beginning...and now you've reached the end...so, stop....Now...off with your head...

Springtrap: What do you-?

''An axe slashes through Springtrap's neck. The head falls to the ground next to Acolyte's front hooves. Springtrap manages to sputter out one last phrase.''

Springtrap: I had strings but now I'm free...there are...no strings...on me.........so nearly...free......

Acolyte stands and looks at the destruction in front of him.

Acolyte: Someone call the undertaker... He summons a shotgun and pumps the action. Because it feels like a good day to die.