Depositron recoiled from Ephantus' laser attack, staggering back and consequently smashing two Starbucks and a Denny's. Haley took the initiative and pursued the retreating robot, having switched out her ammunition for electro-bullets, and fired them off as fast as she could. Even with Treasury Prime's Inflation technique, Depositron seemed only mildly annoyed, rather than on a real retreat. As if to emphasize her thoughts, Depositron stopped backing up.<br/><br/>Dorian frowned. "It's no use. His HP is only depleting in increments of 4 or 5."<br/><br/>"What are you talking about?" Haley demanded, herself starting to retreat.<br/><br/>"Uh. Nothing. What." Quickly covering his ass, he shouted, "Hey, do you see that?"<br/><br/>"What?" But as soon as she asked, she saw it illuminated by the light of Ephantus' laser. A black circle with the letters PM contained within. The logo of Project: Midnight. "If that's...grr. This isn't going to go well." Finally, she had backed up to where Blake, Ephantus, and the Dayman (and Treasury Prime) were stationed.<br/><br/>"So, uh, crazy fight, huh?"<br/><br/>"STORMFRONT WILL NEVER FALL TO SOCIALIST INVASION!" Depositron had finally regained his footing (although not before trampling over the local Waffle House, much to the horror of every college student in the immediate area). He fired another volley of moneybags at his targets before his left cannon transformed back into a hand. With said hand, he reached around and retrieved a long metal rod from his bag, which he then firmly planted in the ground. A bright, gold flag unfurled and waved dramatically in the wind.<br/><br/>"SOCIALISM IS THE VERY DEFINITION OF FAILURE."<br/><br/>Haley squinted at the flag. "Wait...is that a gold - ?"<br/><br/>"WITH THIS GOLD STANDARD, I RESIST ARTIFICIAL INFLATION!"<br/><br/>"That was a lame pun," Dorian quipped.<br/><br/>"Maybe, but look." Just as well, Depsoitron no longer seemed to be affected by Treasury Prime's rapid money printing. A gold aura surrounded the machine.<br/><br/>"THE LAST DOMINO FALLS HERE!" His right hand transformed this time - into a mighty chain sword! "TAX CUTS FOR THE PEOPLE! MORE CASH IN THE MARKET!" Depositron's left hand seized the Gold Standard and brandished his Tax Cutter blade. "MY POWER GROWS!" The greatest robotic achievement in recent Capitalist history charged Treasury Prime, intent to drive his blade right through the heart of that counterfeiting operation.