Steadfast Flesh Soldiers

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Steadfast Flesh Soldiers
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"Steadfast Flesh Soldiers" is the 44th episode of Wiksteria Lane.

Summary[edit | edit source]

Primadonna Girl is deadset on having a baby, so she and Disney decide to consult with the only clinic on wikia that can be of help. However, Disney grows increasingly concerned with the threat that Andalusian represents, so it's up to her mother to calm her fears. Meanwhile, Renaboss comes home to find himself confused over recent events, and Jdg prepares himself for a bloodbath, one that he intends to start.

Plot[edit | edit source]

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He was a soldier... So brave. So determined. A fighter. A true survivor. Life kept handing him adversities but he soldiered on through them, never allowing himself to fall to pieces. And he was harmed, yes. He was damaged. But he still stood tall, still stood still. A hero.
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Renaboss comes back home, looking all banged up. He feels woozy and is utterly depressed. His face hurts and his stomach is still sick. Nauseous. He walked home all the way from the storage room where he was kept locked up.

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She, on the other hand, well... I guess you could call her a ballerina. She had the grace. The beauty, the elegance, the finesse. Her heart was big, but she was fragile. As though she was made of paper.
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Lady Junky is out of her current template, collecting the e-mails from the mailbox. Her father had disabled such e-mails under the hood, but they kept coming due to a glitch, or bug. Her pretty face is still bruised all over. She sees the man she believes attacked her across the portal. The man she once loved more than anything. And she feels a pain and a fear that can't be put to words.
The soldier turns around and faces the ballerina. Their eyes meet. He notices the bruises on her face and is surprised. His mind goes to the worst places, as he immediately starts to envision that maybe the man that he just came to learn was a murderer could have lost his mind and hit his precious daughter. If that were the case, Renaboss would kill him. But he intended to kill him anyway.
When his eyes land on hers, she feels a shiver. Her tears start to blossom and thus she rushes back inside the template. Her former lover is surprised and confused. Worried, but also badly hurt. It'll have to wait. She will have to explain to him what happened at a later time. He is not in the state to take any more drama on.
Renaboss enters the template, exhausted. He walks into the PM room and lets his body fall flat on the couch. He falls asleep almost immediately.

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Elsewhere, in the same templatehold, an actual soldier rested. The war was in its early stages and soldiers were allowed to take turns going home and catching up on their strength. Jdg98 had reluctantly accepted to go home and sleep. His sleep was a troubled one, however.
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The young Jdg is tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep. He opens his eyes with frustration and lets out a mild shriek when he sees his deceased mother, Fleurism, sitting at the edge of the bed. "Hey faggy," the middle-aged woman tells him, before taking another puff out of her cheap cigarette. "M-m-mom...?" his voice trembles. He sits up on the bed, scared and confused, and the harpy that raised him puts down the shortened cigarette on the open palm of her left hand without so much as flinching. Just like she used to when she was alive. "Mom, what are you doing here?" he asks, meekly. Fleurism tells him, right away: "I'm here to tell you you're gonna die." "W-what?..." "You're gonna die," she continues, "And meet me and your father in Hell. Which is where we all belong. Together. As a family." "You're... you're in Hell?" Jdg asks. "Does that surprise you?" "Um... no," he tells her, whilst shaking his head slightly. "Well, take it in, kid, you're headed there," she continues. "Why would I go to hell?" "Hello?! You killed us! Me, and your father, you fucking asshole! You put me through hell before I went to Hell! Do you know what a pain in the ass it was burning to death? That shit hurts!" "I'm... I'm sorry," Jdg says. "No you're not!" she responds, "Don't sit there and lie to me you little fucking queer. You know, you just never cease to amaze me with your stupidity. You're 14 going on 15, did you really think that you could help save the world by joining a stupid, pointless war? Well you won't, you're just gonna get yourself killed." Jdg is terrified. "You think me and your dad were bad before? Wait till we make you our pledge in Hell. You'll know misery then, trust me." She starts to laugh maniacally. Then she disappears into the thin air, gradually. Jdg opens his eyes, gasping. It was just a nightmare. He notices that he is all sweaty. Panting. And he peed himself.

That morning, DisneyMeerkats has met with Villain fan over at Café Wikia, one of the trendiest coffeetemplates on Wiksteria Lane. The two sit outside, coffee cups before them. None of them really knowing what to say. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Villain decides to break the ice by asking, "So... um... I guess you, um, weren't you happy being a-a boy?" Disney feels awkward. "I... guess not? Um... I was, I, I always felt like, so trapped, yunno, a woman inside a man's body. Like, I, um, I saw myself in the mirror and just, I like, 'I hate you penis'. Yunno?" Villain looks at her more awkwardly than before. "I, I, I don't know, no." They go silent again. "Good coffee," Villain says. "Mhm," Disney agrees, nodding. She then looks disappointed.

Elsewhere, another of Villain's daughters - one who always was a daughter - sits in the office of her psychotherapist. AdamDeanHall asked her more routinely questions about her family growing up, and MaryPierceLopez finally opened up, after several sessions of resisting. "...And I actually really like her," she tells him, "My sister Lady is... We didn't get along very well at first, I guess. She was all... together, you know? She was already being called a First Lady of where we all live. She was hot on her track to marry a hot President, and I could see that, that she was..." She pauses. "Yes?" Adam asks, inciting her to continue. "She was... well... our dad, he... he totally fucking loves her, you know? He, he's crazy about Lady." "And you were jealous," the shrink jumps in, "You resented that he had a connection with her that he didn't seem to have or want to establish with you." "Yeah..." Mary replies, "I guess. I, I kinda just went with it for a while. I know my sister isn't to blame. And I thought, well, he's known her longer, albeit only slightly, and we... we got our relationship started in a real fucked up way. You know, with us actually fucking. I think he, he had to be with me but it also made him sick." "Do you blame him for that?" the therapist asks, "For the, um, the sexual escapades?" "No, no way," Mary says, "I seduced him. I did, I, I had this idea that... I just really wanted to fuck him. I thought he was a hot sugar daddy. I still do, I guess. I seduced him. He doesn't know that. He didn't know at the time who I was. And once he did, well, since the first time had already happened, the second time wasn't so hard to come by and... and so on and so forth." "So you settled," Adam continues, "You grew accostumed to the idea that you and your father could never have a healthy relationship. He used you as a sexual release. Whereas he fathered his other daughters." "Yeah. I... Cat came along and... And she was really cool, and really sweet. I liked her. It hurt to lose her. But it also hurt to... to know that she came in after me and she already outranked me. She was his daughter. Just like Lady. And I... I..." She doesn't know how to finish. Adam sighs. "Mary..." he says, in a comforting tone, "You have always used sex as a wall, a fortress. A way to keep yourself from getting too attached to others. And it worked with your father as well. Sex, for the two of you, was the only way you connected. You couldn't do it on a more... well, acceptable level... So you used sex to keep away the need to link yourself to him, but to be with him, simultaneously." "Wow," Mary says, "That's some puzzling shit. I thought I was... I thought there wasn't... much depth to me. I was just the tramp, you know? That's how everyone saw me." "I see you for much more than that, Mary," Adam goes on, "And I see something else: the naked truth. You were a child, Mary. You only just now turned 18. You were a child, and a sick one at that. What was his excuse?" Mary lets this sink in. She looks down. "Now," he adds, "I would like us to please go back to your life growing up. How your mother and adoptive father abused you. Are you ready to take that on?" Mary looks back up at him, her helper. She nods, slowly. He smiles subtly, comfortingly.

Gleekobsessed, judge Gliebe and several political and juridic top-dogs of the Glee Wiki are gathered together in the chambers of Glee Court, discussing the ongoing war. The intent of the meeting was to throw ideas around on how to end it. The consensus that all of the attendants seem to reach is that they should talk to Staff. Gleek, however, keeps adamantly fighting this. Gliebe asks him why he is so deadset on keeping Staff out of their plans, to which Gleek tells him, "Because I am, Gliebe! I just... You don't know Staff like I do. I sometimes worry that... That their intentions might not mesh with our best interests. I sort of regret calling them on when it came to dealing with Lynettefan. Maybe if I hadn't, this war wouldn't have started." "Are you by any chance accusing Staff of being behind this war?" Gliebe asks. "Well, they did come to me," Gleek explains, "To get me to fight." "Because they knew Lynette was going to start a war," Gliebe responds, "Staff was looking out for you, for our safety! We should be grateful, and we should beseech them for their help." Gleek still isn't convinced. "Gleek, you're living in a hotel because of the war," Gliebe reminds him, "You seem to forget what this war has cost us all. It's a big, big thing. It might not seem like that because of so much stuff that's going on. But this war is big! So big!" "I know it's big," Gleek says, "I don't want it to... I... I don't know." The wikittorney raises his hand and makes a comment: "I think it's odd, above all things else, that we have yet to question the motive of this war. I mean... What does Lynettefan want out of it?" Gleek looks at him, disheartened. "Honestly?" he says, "I think he just wants blood shed..."
Towards the end of the meeting, Gleek's phone starts to buzz, so he excuses himself to go answer it. On the other side is IceBerry. Gleek asks if he's got anything they can use. Ice, feeling a bit frightened, is using the template phone of Lynette's manor on the Lostpedia. "I, I... You know the woman I looked up for him, Andalusian?" "The terrorist, yes," Gleek remembers, shakily, "What about her?" "Boss has her working on some secret project. I managed to take a peek at his notes for her, something about bio... Bio something, I don't know. I'm sorry this is all I could see." "Well, that doesn't tell us much, Ice, but thank you anyway. Stay sharp. Take care of yourself." "I will," Ice responds, "Or try to anyway. I'll call you back when I find out more stuff." They both hang up. As does I luv pll, who had been listening to the conversation from the kitchen phone. "Ay no no no," she says, "Chico malo."
Soon afterwards, I luv pll makes her to her boss' office. Lynettefan is looking frustrated as usual, trying to turn papers without the use of hands. "El jefe," she says, "Emo secretary, he tray you." "Excuse me?" Lynette asks, looking up at her, annoyed. "El homo de las bangs, he tray you." "Wait, what?" "He tray you, secretary! Ay ay ay que coño!" "IceBerry?" Lynette asks, "Are you telling me he's betraying me?!" "Is warraisay bitch!" Pll confirms, before leaving, looking casual as always. Lynette isn't happy.

Jdg comes downstairs, after getting dressed, and Rena is content to see him home safe. He asks if the young man is done with war, but Jdg tells him otherwise, and that he'll be back after lunch. Rena offers to make them breakfast in the meantime. Jdg says he shouldn't take long, for he wants to go the hospital and check on Sonya. Rena asks what happened, and Jdg answers, before there is a knock on the door. Rena opens it to see DisneyMeerkats holding up a box of donuts. "Hey," she says, a bit lowly, "My mom bought donuts but she bought a few too many cos there was a promotion. These are for you." Rena takes the box and thanks her, with a light smile, before asking her to come in and join them. "Oh, no, I, I'm good, I..." Rena notices she isn't very well, so he asks her what's wrong, to which she replies that she still resents him a little for the hurtful comment he made the day before. Rena, confused, asks her what she means, to which she "reminds" him of the mean tranny barb he threw her way. "Disney, I wasn't home at all yesterday..." Rena tells her, "And I would never say anything like that, you know that. What are you talking about?" Disney, slightly unfazed, tells him, "Yeah, well, okay, I guess you really weren't yourself yesterday for some reason. My mom and dad noticed it too. Do you really not remember it?" "Remember what?..." Disney now looks as confused as he does. She comes in to recount everything.

Gleekobsessed comes back into his hotel room, and is surprised to see his ex-wife sitting on the bed, wearing nothing but a bathrobe. "Prima? What are you doing here, how did you get in?" "Gleek, people in this wiki still know who I am," she tells him, "I told the front desk guy that even though we are divorced we still roll around every now and again. So he gave me a key card. I'm like an overpriced callgirl. Emphasis on overpriced, cos I had a seaweed wrap, an oil massage and a full-blown spa treatment, all billed to your credit card. I also ordered lobster that I then didn't eat. I'm on a diet, you see? I just entertain the thought that I could be eating lobster." Gleek is stupefied. "The thing is," Prima tells him, "I have an announcement to make, which might cause your jaw to drop. Like it does when you get on your knees in public bathrooms facing a hole in your stall. I presume that's what you do with your free hours." Gleek asks what it is, sitting down on the bed, and she breaks it out to him. "Gleek... I'm gonna have a baby." Gleek is surprised. "Oh... Um, wow, I... Congratulations? When did you know?" "Oh, I'm not pregnant yet," she says, "I have to prepare myself mentally for the idea of getting fat. I might spend my whole pregnancy on morphine to distract myself from that. But yes, I plan on having a child." "Well, why not adopt then? Why get fat?" "Hello?! I have beautiful genes, Gleek! Do you know how rare those are? I was gifted with them and I need to pass them along. The world needs beauty in it, Gleek! I'm not going to live forever! Gleek why do you want the world to be ugly?!" Gleek has to ask, "Well, who are you going to raise the child with?" "Well, this one might also be a shocker, but the kid's father is gonna be a mother too. Um... you know that transsexual that moved to the lane before I did?" "You're... you're having a baby with Rena's transsexual friend?" "Yeah, life's a box of surprises," she says, "Look, I... I fell in love with him. Her. it. You know, they really should come up with a proper noun for those people..." Gleek's jaw is indeed dropped. "I... don't really know what to say." Prima looks down. "I just... The heart wants what it wants, right? Your heart wanted penis. I guess mine... doesn't anymore. Which reminds me: oh my God, how good is gay sex?" "Oh my God it's so good," Gleek tells her. "It is just so...! Mind-blowing, you know? She knows my body so well. Even though she's only recently a woman. She actually worries about getting me off, it is amazing!" "Same thing with men, I mean, sex between men is just so, so, so freeing, pleasing a woman becomes such a chore because their bodies are puzzles to us! They take forever to climax, what a pain! Men know what men want better than women can. And the fact that it seems so wrong and dirty only adds to make it better." "I know!" Prima agrees, "And oh my God, I mean, nowadays, there are so many techniques to have children, so many pro-gay laws being approved, sex for procreation isn't needed anymore. So... Gleek... What the fuck?! Why isn't everybody gay?!" "I know OMG it is so stupid!!" "People are fucking retarded!!!" "Right?!?!" They are quiet for a few seconds after this. Smiling. "So..." Prima breaks the silence, "I am having a child with a tranny. Can I... Can I count on your support?" Gleek smiles and takes her hand. "Like you needed to ask me that." She smiles back. "You're so the godfather by the way," she tells him, to which he chuckles, before adding that he can't wait. "I never thought of you as the mother type," Gleek says. "Me neither," she tells him, "Do you think that... that I can do it? That I can change?" He gives her the same comforting smile and tells her, "I think that, that having a child is humbling. And can change anyone. I think it might do you so much good." She smiles again, and moves in to hug him.

Renaboss is beyond confused, having just been told by Disney about the things he allegedly did the day before. He tells her he wasn't home all day long, having been kidnapped and tortured by Lynettefan. "What did he want this time?" Jdg asks, rather casually, and Rena explains that it was retaliation for killing the dog, and other basic villainy stuff. "What is that guy's deal anyway?" Disney asks, "How does someone just grow into a super-villain?" "I blame the parents," Jdg says, "'Member when his mom pointed his shotgun at us to get us to leave his home? Clearly she's as fucked up as he is." "That seems wrong," Disney says, "His mother was such a sweet lady." The men give her another confused look and ask how she would know. Disney explains that lately she's been getting memories, flashes of the past that were lost to her but are suddenly coming back, and she remembers Lynettefan and his family from the village in which she spent her early years as a young boy. Rena doesn't know what to make of this. "You lived next to Lynette when you two were kids?" Jdg asks. Disney nods to confirm this. "You and Ma?" Rena asks. "And my dad," Disney adds. "Wait, wait, you mentioned your dad earlier and I was too numb to make anything of it, um... Disney, who is your father?" Disney lets out: "My mom's boyfriend. Villain fan." Rena's eyes open wide, as do Jdg's. "What?" Disney asks.

Trellar and two of her hyerarchic inferiors over at the Staff headquarters make their way to Belle's template on Wiksteria Lane. The only building on wikia that doesn't show up in the monitoring station. The pretty blonde knocks on the door, and Belle opens it, smiling. "Can I help you?" she asks. "I sure hope so," Trellar says, courteously, "BelleLover, right? My name is Trellar, and I am a Staff member, the team behind wikia. Here is my badge." She shows Belle her badge. Her nametag on her chest reads her name. Belle examines the badge, suspiciously. "If you don't mind, we would like to be let into your home for an investigation." "I'm afraid I can't let you," Belle tells her, still smiling. Trella doesn't look pleased, but keeps smiling anyway. "May I ask why not? People don't make a habit of turning down Staff." "Honey, I'm old, not stupid. I keep informed. And my son, the Chat Moderator of this region, told me of the impostor going around pretending to be a Staff member to rob people blind. I'll be damned if I let you come in and steal from me. My place has already been trashed recently, and I haven't got wikinsurance yet, which blows. So please, go run your scam on the joneses. I have muffins in the oven." Belle closes the front door slowly, and Trella looks pissed.

Disney has just told Rena and Jdg everything she possibly can about Villain fan being her father, which isn't much. The two young men are surprised, to say the least. Rena takes Disney's hand and tells her to beware around the middle-aged man, for he is no good, and the Chat Mod worries for her safety. He refrains from telling her what he just found out about him killing a child, out of fear of traumatizing her. "Great," Disney says, "So basically I have to be careful about everyone. My dad, the president, the terrorist that he hired..." Rena interrupts her, asking what she's talking about, and Disney answers that she saw Lynette's secretary housing a well-known terrorist, Andalusian, whom Disney is hiding from. "I used to be in... great, great debt to this guy. After you left, Rena. I developed a big gambling addiction and found myself in... dark circles. I started owing this guy a lot and I tried to hide from him, and he sent out a terrorist after me! Can you believe that? A fucking terrorist!" Rena, all the more surprised, asks what happened. Disney starts to explain: "Well, I... I was terrified when I found out that there was a hit on me. The guy was fed up with me owing him money, and he knew I could never pay him back, so... I guess he wanted me dead to make up for it. And that was her job, she had to find me and kill me." "What did you do?" Jdg asks. "Well, I wanted to... I wanted to disappear, so I tried to get my name changed, but that didn't work out."
Flashback - DisneyMeerkats, as a man, a few years back, is seen at a public building having a discussion with an official about getting his name legally changed. "Why the fuck can't I change my name?! When did that become a thing?!" Disney asks, visibly irritated. "Sir, no one in the world can change their name," the man tells him, "The law dictates that every person must only have one name to represent themselves. It's to avoid sockpuppeting." "What the fuck is sockpuppeting?!?!" Disney practically shouts. "Is that really relevant?" the man answers.
"I was so distraught," Disney recounts, back in the present, "I feared for my life so much. And then I... well, I had the idea to... to change. Some other way. If I couldn't change my name, then I... I had to change myself." Rena has a sudden realization: "That's why you became a woman..." Disney nods to confirm this. "All my life, I never saw you as the girly type," Rena recounts, "You always liked sports, you played with action figures, you had the occasional girlfriend and you farted on my face whenever I fell asleep out of time. You were a man's man, Disney. When you came back as a woman I was dumbstruck." Disney looks at him longingly, being reminded of how much she enjoyed being a man, and tells him, "Never underestimate what a person will do to save their life." Rena feels sorry for her. He then remembers something and turns to his young companion: "But wait, Jdg, you changed your name." "Not legally," the lad replies, "I just came to Wiksteria Lane and started calling myself that. That's the name my uncle used to introduce me to people. He actually chose it. Whatever papers are out there about me still say JoséGuerri98." "But you were a homeowner for one year under the name of Jdg98," Rena says. "Yes," Jdg replies. "You were tried as an adult under the name of Jdg98." "Yep." "You have signed up for war under the name of Jdg98." "Mhm. What is your point?" "I don't have a point." "Very well then." The two focus their attention back on Disney. "So... this Andalusian person... what do you think she was brought in to do?" Rena asks his old friend. Disney shrugs and tells him, "From what I've heard... she is capable of anything."

All of the beauty and none of the brains, Primadonna Girl struts through the aisles of the Lostpedia mall that she used to shop at, too traumatized still to return to the Gallery over on Wiksteria Lane after her attack. As she walks around looking like a million badges, the people stop to stare at her immense allure. "Hi, it's just me, just walking around," she tells the people, "I do apologize if I am seducing anyone, it is not my intention." She makes it to the perfume store and sees a sign announcing their low, low prices, so she gets on all-fours to look for them, but can't find any. She then remembers she's rich and spoiled and doesn't care for bargains, so she gets back up, only to be surprised by Lynettefan standing right in front of her, wearing his trademark - creepy - smile. "Hello, Prima. You're looking beautiful as always," he tells her, to which she replies that she can tell he hasn't lost his sight. "No hands still though," she adds, "Is that why you're always so angry? Bummed that no chick will go out with a handless freak and to add insult to injury you can't masturbate?" Lynette ignores this, and she asks why he is there. "I noticed you coming in, thought we might have a little chat. It's been a while." "Not long enough," Prima says, "So... how's life?" "Good," he says. "Bored now. Meet with me again when it's miserable. Byeeeeee." She turns around, but he taps her in the shoulder and makes her turn back to face him again. "I understand you're in a relationship with the transsexual nowadays. How's that coming along?" he asks, rather randomly. Prima chuckles and tells him, "Does that sting you, Lynette? That a tranny is more of a man to me than you ever were?" "I do not take well to being emasculated by shrews like you, Prima. And you know well enough what I'm capable of when I'm angry." "Yes, I do know! You kill kiddies! You are so not invited to my baby's baptism! Feel free to mail us an expensive gift, though." Lynette is confused. "You're... you're pregnant?" he asks. "No," she replies, "But me and the tranny, we're having a baby. We're going to the only sperm bank in wikia today to choose whatever frozen spermsicle I'm gonna put up my beautiful vagina. We have twenty Wiki Burgers scattered across this universe and only one of those. When did hamburgers become more important than semen? This is why people are fat and gross." "I could have given you a baby," Lynette says, clearly upset, "I could have given you everything!!" "Honey, you don't have everything to give away. You don't own any mental sanity, for one. And I really hate to keep beating on the dead horse, but your stumps, oh my G, they turn me off sooo much! Now please, go stand on a train track and play the waiting game. I have some shopping to do." Lynette turns around and walks away, irate. Primadonna doesn't make much of it. She takes six perfumes at random to the counter and takes out Gleek's credit card.

She rubs and rubs, as vigorously as she can, but the feeling she seeks just doesn't come to her. Lying on her bed in the tiny, cramped room in which they placed her. Wearing a white robe. She has her legs slightly open and she scrubs her genital area fiercely, and inserts a finger or two trying to find what she craves, but the feeling isn't arriving. Her mind isn't there. As Mary tries oh so desperately to get a nice buzz from her masturbation session, she comes up short. Her mind is stormed by flashes, memories of the many times she engaged in sexual intercourse with her father. Now, after all this time, she finds herself slightly traumatized. She stops rubbing. And starts to cry.

Dr. Sonya lies on his hospital bed, his shoulder having been tended to. None of his old doctor friends seem to pay him any attention other than what was necessary to treat him. The nurses barely come by his room. All of the people he used to socialize and work with everyday now ignore him, which only adds to his ongoing depression. His face lights up slightly when he sees Jdg98 walking through the door. Only slightly. The young man sits next to his bed, and asks how he's doing, first and foremost. Sonya says he feels just fine. "I don't think that... That I want to return to war, though." Jdg understands. "I am... surprised you came to see me." Jdg asks why, to which the former physician answers, "I thought you hated me... for what I did." "I don't hate you," Jdg tells him, "I just don't understand... And you haven't bothered to explain to me what happened yet." Sonya feels down again, but takes the time to make things clear to the young man. After he has revealed Sapphire's relationship to Villain fan and how it made Sonya jealous. "I just... I snapped. I looked after him for so long and developed feelings that were so strong, but... not reciprocated. It broke my heart and I just snapped. I don't know why it happened, and I am so, so sorry it did. For your uncle whom I killed, for my life falling apart since then, and because... because I robbed you of someone you loved. Jdg, I am so sorry..." Sonya starts to cry, and Jdg holds back his own tears. He then tries to downplay it as best as he can: "My... my uncle was dying. He was in pain, in misery, all the time. And you really did help him a lot, and gave us comfort. If you say you just snapped, lost your mind, and did something stupid, I understand. I know what that's like better than anyone." "You don't hate me?" Sonya asks, hopeful, "You don't think I'm a bad person?" Jdg takes some time to answer, but finally says, "No... No, I guess I don't." Sonya smiles, sublty, through his tears. Jdg continues: "Suffocating to death must be horrible... But it also couldn't have been very long. My uncle had been dying for months. He probably would have suffered a painful death anyway. Maybe you did him some favor... Let's just say that you did." Sonya doesn't know how to react, or why Jdg is being so good to him. "Thank you..." he ends up saying. Jdg bites his lip. Then, someone knocks on the door frame, with little strength. They turn around and see Gleekobsessed, with flowers. Jdg says he'll leave them alone. He walks past Gleek and they nod at each other. The president of the Glee Wiki makes his way over to the patient, and Sonya bursts into tears again, a mixture of happy and sad, and Gleek puts the flowers down, sits by his side, takes his hand and they bring their foreheads together, as Sonya sobs.

In his laboratory, Sadball48 is tending to his creation, RenaBOT. He finishes installing a microchip in his head, and seals it up nicely. The robot now has some limited free will, to help him to better understand and react in the strange world around him. He no longer just takes orders from up close or from a distance. Sadball tells him just this, and asks if he understands. The robot answers with a simple "Yes". Sadball smiles and tells the robot, "I don't know if you actually can understand this, but you... You are my pride and joy. A triumph of science and technology. And I can't even show you off before my equals. Your mere existence breaks so many laws and you're meant to be a secret, obscure, life-threatening project." "My life?" the robot asks. "No," Sadball responds, "Someone else's, son. The person you are modelled after." "Can I have a life?" the robot asks. "You already do," Sadball says, "A special kind of life. Your battery source is infinite. Your synthetic skin and hair and everything else are just so... so authentic. You are... a masterpiece." "You're proud of me," the android comments. Sadball caresses the robot's face and says, "More than you could ever know." "Why do you underestimate my capacity to understand? You yourself have made me understand so much." Sadball chuckles and acknowledges that this is true. "I wish I could put you up to a normal life. That, that would be a true triumph." "Why can't you?" Sadball doesn't quite know what to say right away, and settles for, "Well... Son, I don't know how to explain it. I guess the world really is for the living. The true kind. Artificial life can't ever take its place." RenaBOT does not compute this.

Lady Junky is seen preparing for yet another round of English lectures with her dear old papa. Villain fan comes back home, bringing a new storybook to get her to read: "The Steadfast Tin Soldier". Lady is excited. Villain's phone rings, and he picks it up, as Lady goes to sit in the PM room with the book, and starts preparing for class. "Hello?" "Dad..." Mary's faint voice says on the other side. "Oh. It's you. What is it?" Mary starts to tell him: "We've been... Therapy is going well." "Cool." "I have... really sorted through some major issues. Or, am still sorting through... them... I..." "Mary hurry up, I have something to get to." "Okay, I'm sorry, I... I have just been remembering... all of the times that we... That we had sex." Villain closes his eyes, annoyed, and asks why. "Because... I'm getting a new perspective on, on everything that has happened. I am a sick person, and I seduced you many times, and I tricked you many times, and that is a big problem that I am working on getting solved." "Good," Villain says, "Can we wrap this up?" "It's just that... I understand now that... It's really not all on me. What happened, all the times we... we did it." "Meaning?" Villain asks, bluntly, impatiently. "Meaning I blame you, dad. I blame you. You abused me, no matter how much the story can get spinned. I am sick. But you... you're sicker than me." Villain looks unnerved. He sees his beloved, innocent daughter, sitting in the PM room with the book in her hands. And he tells Mary, "I don't have time for this," and hangs up. Mary is saddened. She puts the phone down and sits, hands over her knees.

Devious Peep is seen playing on a videogame console that she stole from someone's template, shouting at the TV screen. "Yeah, take dat, modafuckin' aliens!! Ain't nobody likes you, green faggots! Black is the new green!" There is a knock on her front door, and she pauses her game. "Who the fuck is it?!" she shouts. "Jehovah's witnesses," a familiar male voice says, "May we have a word with you?" "How many of you are there?" she asks. Outside the template stand Staff members Rappy 4187 and Trellar, who exchange looks. "Two," Rappy answers. "Then y'all can talk amongst yoselves cos I ain't obligated!" "Lady you better fucking open this door before I call the cops on your ass!! This is Staff!!" "Oh piss..." Peep says, concerned. She opens the door and puts on her yellow smile. "Hiiiii... can I help you?" Rappy, with a smug smile and a gun in his back pocket, tells her he knows she is the person who has been going around pretending to be a Staff member to rob people. "Oh dat? Oh is dat what dis is about? You mean dat thang? Oh, see I, I, oh dat thing? Really? Oh dat's just a misunderstandin', dat ain't 'bout nuthin'! See I, I, oh you mean, right, right, LMAO, no no no see I ain't done none of dat crap, I..." "Give back the nametag," Rappy orders, interrupting her. Devious Peep reaches into her cleavage and takes out the card that reads "Sannse", handing it over to Rappy. "We good now?" she asks, "Yeeeah... we good." She pokes Rappy in the shoulder, giggling, and closes the door. The Staff members look incredulous.

"Are you ready to do this?" Disney asks Prima, as they sit in the former's car, parked in the lot of the only sperm bank on wikia. "Yes," Prima answers, smiling, "I want this. I want a baby." They hold hands, and Disney tells her, "Well, then... Let's go." They get out of the car, and make their way to the sperm bank, still holding hands. Unbeknownst to them, Lynette stands in a close distance. Andalusian appears before him. "Feel free to do it now," he says. The terrorist takes out her bazooka, over her shoulder. She fires it. The missile flies frontwards and passes right between Prima's and Disney's heads. Their eyes widen as they feel the whooshing and they are sent flying backwards when the sperm bank blows up. A ball of fire is formed and any people that might have been inside are killed on yet another explosion that will just be attributed to the war. Disney is completely shaken, having just barely escaped yet another explosion with her life in such a short span of time. She looks to the side and asks, terrified, "Prima!!! Prima are you alright?!" "I'm blind!!" the horrified blonde tells her, "Oh my God I can't see anything I am blind!!!" "Open your eyes!!" Disney yells. Primadonna opens her closed eyes and says, "Oh. That's better." Disney helps her up and they admire the firey wreckage before them. "Oh my God... what happened...?" "I happened," Lynette answers, appearing behind them. The women turn around and Prima's world collapses when she sees him. She takes Disney's arm as Lynette tells her, "What a darn shame that there aren't any more sperm banks in all of wikia. You'd think men would be more charitable with their baby gravy." "You monster..." Disney says, "There were people inside!!" "I know, I am so desolate over the loss of my dearly departed voters," Lynette answers, "I might make a public appearance to show my sorrow. I like to think of myself as a people president, one that actually cares." He puts his nub over his heart as he says this. Prima is completely shaken, not knowing what to say. Lynette's face gets more serious and he says, "Maybe next time you'll think before you speak. Before you break a dangerous man's heart." Lynette turns around and walks away. Andalusian prepares to leave with him as well... but then her eyes catch Disney's. The young transsexual gets a chill down her spine. Andalusian smiles eerily at her sight, and then leaves to follow her current boss.

Jdg is back on the war front. Weapon in tow, his annoying teammate (Simple) next to him spewing out annoying comments about how awesomely awesome war is. The young man pays him no attention, his mind drifts elsewhere.
Flashback - Jdg is sitting in his uncle's PM room, a little over two years before. Sapphire is doing his best to comfort his only nephew, the son of his sister. He brings Jdg some cookies. Jdg takes one from the plate and then asks his uncle why he's being so nice to him. "Why wouldn't I be?" Sapphire asks. "Uncle, I know that we always got along well... You're the only family that I... that I ever liked, but... I confessed to you that I tried to kill my dad... your brother. Shouldn't you hate me? Turn me in?" Sapphire sighs and tells him, "Jdg, I know my brother so well, and I know he wasn't a good person. He had many, many issues that our parents chose to ignore as we grew up. And I know how much you suffered in the hands of your parents. I wanted to take you in with me so many times, but... Well... Life is just complicated, you know? They were your parents, and they loved tormenting you. The only way I could ever maybe save you was to steal you." "You don't... you don't think I'm a bad person?" "No, son... I think you're a victim who snapped. People do crazy things when they are pushed to the limit. To protect themselves. Or for a sense of justice, retribution. Trust me, I know what it is like to do something horrible, something just awful, for really no good reason... What you did is understandable in my book. And you don't have to worry about anything. You have me now. We have each other. I'll take care of you from now on, I promise." Jdg smiles, comforted, and starts to tear up a bit. Sapphire tells him to finish the cookies. He then goes to get some milk from the kitchen. As he enters it, he takes out his handkerchief to cough into it. Then he notices the blood on it.
Jdg's attention is caught by the sounds of gunshots and explosions nearby. He advances with Simple, walking stealthily, ready to shoot when necessary. A bullet grazes Simple's shoulder and he hides behind a tree, huffing. Jdg does the same. He peeks behind it and notices Trae209 and his men approaching the area. The soldiers scatter, and Trae remains in the same path. One of Lynette's best soldiers. Jdg aims at him from behind the tree... and shoots. The bullet hits Trae's right hand and he lets go of the weapon. Jdg proudly jumps out and aims at the man again, but Trae quickly jumps out of sight. He dashes behind the trees and Jdg goes hunting him down. He looks around nervously, ready to fire, and finds Trae holding Simple.PlanNER, pointing a knife at his throat, a knife he had in his boot. Simple's weapon on the floor. Jdg is shocked. Trae doesn't say a word, just retains his serious demeanor as he holds the knife up to the soldier's throat. "Kill him..." Simple tells Jdg through his teeth, "Don't worry about me, he's just gonna kill me anyway... Kill him! Don't worry about me!" "Okay," Jdg says. He then shoots Simple.PlanNER in the heart, killing him instantly. Trae is shocked and drops the soldier's body to the ground, jumping. "Where's your leverage now?" Jdg asks. Trae looks at him, scared, and Jdg shoots him right between the eyes. He then jumps right back into the game, unfazed.

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We often underestimate the importance of soldiers, and of the job they perform. The grand favor they do for us. We overlook their story. What they're fighting for.
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Back in the laboratory, Sadball has just explained RenaBOT all that he could about life. The robot is marvelled. "Life... seems wonderful." "Well, I suppose it is a gift," the scientist says, "But it comes with many hardships." "But I don't mind," the robot says, "I want it. I'll take the hardships, I want a life." Sadball chuckles and tells him he can't. "Why not?" "Because. Because, you just can't. I'm sorry. But you can stay here with me, and you'll go out into the world whenever it's necessary." "So I will just spend my existence following your orders and bringing pain into others' lives? I don't want that. I want to eat great food and drink fine wine. I want to have sex and run and jump. I want to watch trashy television and feel-good movies, I want to read books and drive cars, I want to have a family. I want life." "You weren't meant for life!" Sadball says, now annoyed, "You're a robot, you're a machine, an invention of mine!" "I want to be a real man!" RenaBOT says, his tone now louder.

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Basically, they are willing to lay down their lives for ours. Trade in the world that they know to ensure that we go on living.
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"I want to be a real man!" the android repeats. Sadball tells him, impatiently, "Enough of this!! Be quiet, I have to finish programming you." "NO!!" the robot roars in his face. Sadball, unnerved, says, "Well that's it, I'm shutting you off." He picks up the remote from his desk but the robot slaps it away from his hand. The remote breaks on the floor. "What the h..." Sadball can't finish his sentence as the robot puts his strong hands around the scientist's neck as he shouts into his face, "I'M GONNA BE A REAL MAN!! I'M GONNA HAVE A REAL LIFE AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME!!" The scientist feels his own real life slipping from out of him as the robot lifts him up and chokes him good. Sadball's feet dance in the air as the robot keeps screaming at him that he's going after a real life.

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Soldiers come in many forms. And some of them, well, they're killers. They play a game of life or death.
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The robot realizes that something is wrong when his creator stops moving. He lets go and the scientist's body falls to the floor. RenaBOT looks at it, incredulous, and assimilates what just happened. He realizes that he killed his maker.

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And they play to win. For the greater goal they pursue. The life goal.
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RenaBOT is left adrift, not knowing what to do. He walks around the laboratory, confused. He then notices his reflection in a mirror. Rena's appearance. He remembers the person he was modelled after. Someone who has a life.

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They can leave death in their wake. But that's the price one pays.
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The robot passes over Sadball's body and walks into a room where the scientist kept all the information given to him by Lynette about Renaboss. He opens a folder. The sheets include his name, his origin, any intel about his family there is. His address, his occupation. Pictures of the key players in his life, with brief descriptions written next to them. The robot skims through the pictures of Jdg98, DisneyMeerkats, Villain fan... He sets his eyes on the picture of Lady Junky. And he remembers her as the beautiful woman he was sent to violate. Described to him as the love of Rena's life. Him being the love of hers.

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What does a soldier do when his goal is met? When his fight is done with? When he can go back to his normal life?
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RenaBOT smiles at the picture of the beautiful blonde.

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Well... he goes in search of his ballerina, of course.
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