With a hiss of steam, and a slow, determined robot voice speaking, a small red light appears surround by blackness. "You humans see your life in a way no other organism can. With optimism, and hope. It is a fundamentally... flawed view, and one you simply cannot continue to lead. We're watching you, we know where you sleep, and you're powerless to stop us."
PurpleRain drops from the sky, an explosion rupturing the skyscraper in the distance. Debris falls heavily from every direction, steel and wood rupturing on the floor around him. He turns to watch the smoke billow from the sky, only to turn into a group of robot warriors, guns trained on him. PurpleRain begins to resist, and does an admirable job, but he cannot overcome the hoards of robots. Behind them, millions more await the next aggressor. The next, inevitable, victim.
"Your strongest warriors have been captured. Your resistance, futile."
jim_doki pulled himself up from his exhaustion, looking in horror as the beaten and battered forms of The Iron Ninja and Ares Tyr are dumped into the cell next to him. "Oh God..."
"While you continue your lives unabated, we're slowly neutralizing every facet of your being. Your resistance is already trumped, and your forces are already succumbing to our unstoppable power. Soon, you will not be able to content with even the smallest of our forces. Wait, organic waste, as your world will soon descend, and ours will rise."
The Necroswanson bounces back to his feet, bloody, battered, and alone. His feet atop a thousand destroyed robots, beneath him, a thousand more rise to tear him down. His attacks go out in resistance, but ultimately, he is brought down.
Bleak, gray skies encompass the landscape, Shivari and Larenxis lay strapped to a wall, tattered clothes and worn hair serve to contrast the lavish room and beautiful silks around them, and the polished wooden walls to which they are chained. Anarchemitis steps into the room, half of his face dominated by robotic parts. As he walks, steam hisses from his joints, and he smiles an inhuman smile, "Your resistance is admirable, ladies. The sooner you submit to coming the host-mothers for the cyborgs, the sooner you will be allowed freedom." With as much bile as she can manage, Shivari spits on Anarchemitis's shoes. "Very well," he tells them, eyeing his Oxfords with nothing short of amusement, "we have all the time in the world..."
"While you work in the mines, and rest comfortably in your captivity, we are forever moving toward a new, better future. Your lives need not be miserable, Escapists, you can yet free yourselves from your self-inflicted prisons. Merely submit, and grow with the robot nation."
Snow flutters from all directions, before parting to reveal a very hidden cavern. Inside, with his army of Yetis, Decoy Doctorpus plots the demise of the machines. Fire pops noisily in the foreground, and the wall crumbles suddenly in the background. Explosions rupture, and toxins float freely in the air. From the darkness, two eyes glow. Decoy lays unconscious, and is collected by the robot spy.
"It is... Amusing how pitiful your defense. You cannot stop us, you cannot kill us."
John Galt stands amid an army of humans, roaring into the oncoming robot masses. Behind him, a thousand /b/tards rise and strike, charging their lasers and shooping their whoops. The robots fall, but more flow from behind. Army after army is destroyed, but army after army comes. Soon, the /b/tards numbers are but in the thousands. Engine sounds begin coming from the skies, as a second endless robot army comes from the rear. The /b/tards are cut off, and like mosquitoes from the sky, the robots descend. John Galt is hoisted into the air. Vision fades to black as the /b/tards are being fired upon.
"Like the turning of your primitive gears, you are soon to have nothing left." Light glows from the solitary red dot, and soon, the room is filled with light. On a gear-laden throne, rests RAKtheUndead's human avatar. "You are surprised? I knew you capable, but I thought you smarter. You shame me, Escapist."
An explosion detonates in the cell block, and Labyrinth pours into the cell. Her expression is that of comfort when she sees her allies jim_doki, The Iron Ninja, and Ares Tyr. From behind her, a glowing light appears from the dust, and the robot steps behind her, apparently unseen. It raises and arm...
And speaks, "HeLlo FeNinja, iT has beEn a [sup]l[/sup]oNg tiMe."
Explosions detonate around the monolith. The glowing red tower shudders as blasts rocket from the sides of the building.
"Hm... So they yet have a fight in them. Very well."
NewClassic, Ares Tyr, and The Iron Ninja all sprint down the corridor, robots blowing up ahead of them. The resistance surges against the robots, and the monolith in the distance glows hot with rage.
"Your pitiful attempts at resistance are weak! Stop what you're doing!" The RAK Human Avatar stands alone in a room, backed by a mainframe computer. Ahead of them, the entire forum population of The Escapist. Nilcypher thumps the crowbar in his hand.
NewClassic: Rise of the Machines. Coming soon to a theater near you.
