GET YOUR ARMOR ON. GET YOUR GUNS READY.

the mcfrick-

Helllo??>?

the hell you want, i was in the shower

i saw that you followed this stream. But I have like NEVER seen you post here.

.-.

AH SHIT

Agent one: get ready boys
Agent two: *loads mk18, suppressed with other modifications*
Agent four: *loads glock 19*
Agent three: *puts on vest*

*We get ready to shoot danny*

*everyone sets up barbed wire barricades*

*puts on ultramarine helmet*

Sir, he’s almost in…
*loud banging from door

Run away...I'll deal with him

*the space marine walks over too the back lines, with the other agents*
Yes sir.

*I wait for danny*

Ok, I have my space marine armor and light saber on, and also a Holy Hand Grenade.

Good. Godspeed.

Uh-oh. I hear the static.. This can't be good.

He's here...

The Freddy laugh is getting closer.. and a primal scream of agony is coming from another bunker, looks like he's already on a killing spree. Gat ready to open fire.

All crusaders have been evacuated, now its' just us and him.

*starts building a taser minigun

Space marine: ALRIGHT EVERYONE, PUT YOUR BOLTERS ON TASE

Agent 3: OK

Alright everyone, get ready….

Escape through the back...

Me, or space marine: yes sir.
*points to back exit* alright brothers, lets get moving.

*its me static from right outside the door and more banging*

Ah frick, men, get ready.

*a robotic "aaaaaaaaaaaaa" can be heard outside the door as the banging gets worse*

(not me getting hurt like in a scary way)

A shet
*pulls out power blade (WH40k laser sword thing*
BEGONE UNHOLY DEMONS

Take the others with you

Yes sir.
*everyone in the bunker except you heads for the back exit*
*gives power sword* good luck sir.

*banging on the door gets more and more aggressive*

3, 2, 1, FIRE!
*autogun blasts*
RATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATAT
*autocannon fires 3 times*
Well, he's wounded, but we've only slowed him down. He's still approaching. This is gonna be really hard.

GO TO THE BASEMENT. I SET UP BARBED WIRE AND MINIGUNS THERE. ITS LIKE A TRENCH SYSTEM. WE CAN STOP HIM FROM REACHING THE OTHERS THERE.

Ok, retreat!

*We enter the basement*

It seems that Danny is following us.. He'll be here soon.
*pulls out chainsword*
*creates a small wall out of bricks and a pile of sandbags to safeguard the trench*

*im there*

Come on in!

(WARNING)

VERY depressing

Skip? Or continue?

IDK, continue? I wonder how the story goes.

(Ok)

*sinister and demonically low voice*
I....was.........Danny

…
*pulls out bolter pistol (WH40k pistol)*

(Oh wow, this depressing rp. Esspreso depresso.)

thank you, we need all the help we can get

He’s close… get ready for a fight.

….

I don’t wanna do this… but I will if I have to.

*I get in battle position, my power blade in hand.*

*I lean up and get up slow*

*you feel an ominous sinisterly scary feeling as I stare at you*

*my eyes go from normal to bloodshot red*

After pinning you too the wall, I run to get the others.

You… you are not my brother… you are not danny…
(remember who your fighting, I’m a space marine, which makes me 8.9 feet tall. I’m also extremely heavy, so you can’t yet me around.)
*since I’m so tall, I kick you to the floor and start stoping on you, until almost every metallic bone in your body is broken. I then grab you by the legs, and yeet you into a wall. And before you can stand up and run at me, I impale you too the wall by stabbing you in the heart with my blade. You are now pinned to the wall.*

*I let out a sinister robotic scream then bite you by the shoulder, swing you around for a bit then throw you against a wall super hard*

*some of my armor breaks, but now im determined to fight*
*I swing at your chest with my blade, creating two wounds near your chest. I then grab you by the legs, and and yeet you into the wall.*

are we really gonna fight here brother? cause I don't wanna kill you...

*I slowly walk towards you*

(All you hear is heavy, metal footsteps getting closer)

*I run at you, and swipe your good arm, cutting it off*
I don't wanna do this to you brother

*i bang at the door 5 more time until i finally kick the door down and it nothing but darkness.. and then you see this.*

Nostalgia???

*I activate my power blade (WH40k space marine lightsaber thing) for light*

You......gonna....kill....me?.....

M-make....it.......f-fast.....

*it’s me static*

No. We can fix this, right? Right?

*I stare at you*

*I bite the sword and break it off me*

*I then walk out*

*my arm you cut off still lays there*

(Ok, first of all, that sword you just bit was a WH40k laser sword so :/ also, this very depressing.)
*I put away the pistol, and I follow you to see where your going.*

(Let’s just say I got it removed by walking forward and it ripped through my body)

*i stop*

*the lights everywhere around you go out*

*I then disappear using the light malfunction as a escape method*

CHALLENGE: DESCRIBE EMOTION IN TWO WORDS: desspresso espresso

*im gone and I won’t return until tonight when it’s dark outside IRL*

(Ok)

(Ye. Ok ima head out... see you tonight.... *freddy laugh*)

https://i.imgflip.com/5f5xvl.gif

sorry kicks down the door and you see him brushing his teeth:

ayo bois what's poppin'

(Btw me talking to you was the RAREST thing to ever happen in this rp. So congrats XD)

(Oh wow, that kewl)