Dear sweet god, she's back! I need to change into my Kevlar vest and energy shield!
Edit: I have thought up a story, set when the Androids ruled the earth! Forum, whatever.
A figure stood atop the wall that surrounded the android's great compound, watching the slaughter below with some confusion. He watched as the white-furred lagamorph ripped apart androids, jumping from the fallen as the life drained from them, right into the faces of their comrade. Soon, there were none of them left, and Jack had broken down the doors into the nearest building. Very thick steel doors. The figure had just gotten over his surprise at Jackrabbit doing such a thing, and had moved onto more practical matters, such as whether anyone had seen him.
Deciding that among the twisted piles of metal and plastics there could not possibly be anything that could give detect his presence, he climbed off the wall, and began sneaking towards the massive structure that occupied the center of this place. That was the plan, too bad it didn't go so smooth, as he ran straight into a patrol, which raised an alert. Before he knew it, he was surrounded by too many soldiers to count. Luckiness, he was prepared, and fought back with the signature weapon of the martians: the heat ray.
In a few scant minutes, there was a firefight of massive proportions, with such nightmarish sights as great mounds of melted mechanical bodies, all the more disturbing for the parts that were still almost human, the fluids of those departed depositing to a lake of strange, acrid colors of such proportions as to be almost unimaginable, bearing in it it's own kind of terror, and a strange smog, tributed to by the nigh-omnipresent gunfire, grown to the point of blocking out the stars overhead; all growing to encompass the surrounding landscape. After there was no more to fell, the figure entered the structure, having found the entrance some time before.
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