"So, we're letting these children control the Hero-tron, getting their greasy hands all over the controls, while the rest of us just sit back and watch?" Sam asked, addressing Ram, Phil and Glenrath. "Screw that!" Sam ran over to Lelouch and Link who were now engaged in a totally non-gay man-hug which wasn't gay at all and hit them with an AA Bible. "Zombie Musashi died for your sins! Stop writing in script form!" Then he moved over to the controls. The slightest touch of Sam's soft Japanophile hands caused the mech to glow. It drew seven katanas, each more Japanese than the last, and held three in each hand; the seventh he tossed into the air. The heroic mecha vanished in a spark of electricity and reappeared behind the villains, then kicked them into the air and started slashing them hundreds of times in the brief period of thirty seconds. When he was done, the robot tossed his swords to the ground and they vanished into cyberspace. Hero-tron planted a foot in Villain-tron's chest and they dropped to the ground. On the way down, the heroes' robot grabbed his seventh sword which was still suspended in mid-air, and slashed the villains' mech across the chest. Hero-tron turned and walked away, sheathing his sword as he went.
"See that? That," Sam said to the new guys, pointing a finger at the air, "is how you RP."
"Curses, we're outmatched!" Glenrath muttered to Mr. T. "Quick, to the Neutral-tron!"
"THERE IS NO NEUTRAL-TRON!!!" Maddawg yelled, jumping off the fist of the apparently-fine Villain-tron which had just embedded itself in Hero-tron's face, crashing through the thick wall of steel that made up the cranium and slapping Glenrath across the face. Then he turned and left the way he had come.