User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-27103443-20150529194914

''The griffon's bullets spark off the meatal skin of the robots. They continue to break door and windows, trying to find more victims.''

''This time, the bullet wings Strongheart. He turns on the officer, completely lost to his rage. He picks the officer up and slams him against the floor of the elevator...again and again.''

''Goldenheart looks up and spots the airship. She looms at three, occupied robots.''

GH: Take it down.

''The three robots nod and missle launchers sprout from their backs. They soon begin firing a barrage of ground to air missiles at the ship.''

''Snowy and Thunder burst into Acolyte's room. Theseus runs up and begins barking. He walks up to Snowy and starts licking her face.''

Snowy: Ugh...dog breath...

Sapphire Sky continues holding off the robot with only a brick and her own strength.''

Sapphire: You leave Cheescake and the child she is bearing alone!

''She slams the brick into the jaw of one of the robots and it breaks. The broken jaw reveals fur underneath.''

Cheesecake: Dear God...

''A silver axe blade wedges itself into the wooden doors of Town Hall. Another appears beside it...then another and another. Then the door gives a great jolt and it begins to splinter.''

Robot: Another time with the batterin ram!

Another equally powerful jot hits the door, webbing it with cracks.

''One of the robots near the Butler lunges ou and pins him to the floor. The mask opens revealing numerous wires and gears inside the vacant mask.''

Robot: You will become a puppet. Do not resist.

Springtrap: The day is lost, Acolyte. You cannot beat me.

They exchange blows again, mirroring each others movements.

Springtrap: I am you and you are me. I know all your tricks and you know all of mine.

Acolyte attacks fiercly, but the swinging blade is stopped by Springtrap.

Springtrap: We could fight for hours and neither of us would be even scratched. We are locked in an eternal...stalemate.

''Acyte freezes at that wors. His eyes begin to glow pitch black.''

Acolyte: Don't ever...SAY THE WORD!

''Acolyte tosses his sword aside and jumps at Springtrap at breakneck speed. He strikes out with both hooves and sends his clone sprawlig. He then picks up Springtrap and hurls him down the street. The rusted robot skids fifty or so feet before coming to rest. Acolyte teleports to him and delivers a teeth-shattering blow to Springtrap's already broken jaw. Springtrap crumples to the ground and Acolyte pulls out his revolver. He points ot right at Springtrap's head. Springtrap looks up, his mouth turned upward in a ghastly grin.''

Springtrap: There it is. There's the animalistic desire to kill your enemies. I've been waiting for it to come out. So, go ahead Acolyte. Kill me. Prove to me that you are still a remorseless,brutal killer. Go ahead. Prove it. DO IT!

Acolyte continues to look down the sightsnof the revolver, the barrel quivering slightly.

Springtrap: You can't do it. You can't muster up the courage to destroy your own creation.

The mask of Springtrap creaks open, revealing the rotted face of Springtrap...it looks exactly like Acolyte, sans for the decaying flesh.

Springtrap: You can't bring yourself to kill me, a perfect copy of you, down to my personality and thoughts. I was trapped in a metal cage and forced to do thigs against my will. When I finally broke free...I wanted to share my pain. Sound familar, Master of the Venoms?

Acolyte: I...I

Springtrap: We are the same. And together we could be unstoppable. Join me and we could rule the world. Join...me...

Acolyte's gun stops shaking.

Acolyte: No. I will never join slime like you.

Springtrap: Fine...kill me. But it will mpt stop the robots. If I die, control goes to your daughter, and thanks to the program I implanted in her suit, she will carry our the transformation. So go ahead, pull the trigger, it won't save your daughter.

''Acolyte looks down at the broken robot before him. It has left him an impossible choice.''

Acolyte: You're sick.

Springtrap: As are you. Remember...we're all mad here.