"SOCIALIST VICTORY: IMPOSSIBLE!" Depositron declared, withstanding the blasts of holy energy from Mhenlo, thanks to the Gold Stnadard. But even as he did so, Scarlet's shadows and Blake's phantom seized both of his legs. He pitched forward, his Tax Cutter blade slicing narrowly missing the Dayman's codpiece, and careened down into the fissure Vidaar had opened up, dragging Scarlet's shadows and (presumably) Blake's phantom down with him.<br/><br/>"Gotcha, you bastard," Haley declared, having holstered her pistols and produced her sniper rifle from...somewhere. She dove for the edge of the fissure and swing the rifle barrel downward, following the gleam of Depsoitron. The firearm was linked to the same hammerspace arsenal as her pistols, although obvious to differen ammunition types. This time, she selected high velocity armor piercing rounds engraved with anti-monetary hexes.<br/><br/>Hey, Project: Midnight liked to be prepared.<br/><br/>She fired three shots before the recoil threatened to tear apart even her hyper-trained muscles, but not before her right ear rang like Sunday Mass. Haley grunted and swung her gun back onto land, but didn't rise.<br/><br/>"I think I got him," she wheezed to no one in particular.<br/><br/>"Nice shots," Dorian congratulated genuinely, as opposed to his usual sarcasm.<br/><br/>But now was not the time to rest on her laurels, for even as her hearing returned and her muscles stopped screaming, she thought she heard something in the distance...<br/><br/>"DEPOSITRON TRICKLE-DOWN ECONOMICS FLIGHT MODE: ENGAGE!"<br/><br/>A sound like a jet fighter taking off erupted from the fissure, which was appropriate since that's basically what emerged a few seconds later. During the fall, Depositron had transformed (remember? he can do that) into something resembling a supersonic fighter jet made out of scarp metal. The Gold Standard was nowhere to be seen, so Haley assumed it had been lost in the fall.<br/><br/>"Are you FREAKING kidding me?" She manged to sit up, raise her rifle, fire, and be easily evaded. "Well I'm out of ideas." She looked pointedly at Blake and the others, a semi-pointless gesture, given that no one could see her eyes.<br/><br/>"CAPITALISM IS THE SOVEREIGN RIGHT OF ALL LIVING BEINGS." Depositron zoomed off into the city, having apparently forgotten about them all, and began dropping bars of solid gold over the entire city. From their distance, they could still hear the crashing and alarms and screaming. In his effort to save Stormfront from Socialism, Depositron had decided that bombarding the city with infallible currency was the best option.