Perhaps one of the most unknown BloxTubers, John Roblox has made his name known for various reasons.

Director Arctic: "Well look at this, the Anti-Furry who killed a Furry Magician. Finally caught."
John: "Hmmph, so what, he deserved-" [A torture specialist whacks John's head with a baton, causing his skull to crack]
[One of the Security Guards taze John using a Stun Gun, and another Avian Guard kicks John, breaking his leg]
Director Arctic: "I am utterly disgusted to see you, bloody asshole. But I was requested to oversee this... final interview."
Director Arctic: "Lets keep this simple: I will tell you a question. Answer truthfully and compliantly, if you don't answer me in way we find satisfactory... well, *snaps finger, and a female kemono Torture Specialist walks in revving a chainsaw* not my style in general, but my collegue, Black Cat, suggested."
John: "Go on, continue shithead."
Director Arctic: "You do know killing Furries are now a crime, right? The Roblox Government allowed us to deal with you cretins."
John: "[whimpering through his pain] I SWEAR, I WILL GET YOU INTO AN ANIMAL SHELT-" [Again, the torture specialist punches his teeth out]
Director Arctic: "Who says you're going to Jail? Your sentence. Is Death, under the 18 Robloxia Code Chapter 113B. And frankly, I'm just going to see while my colleague though definetly would like to hear the screams."
John: "I DON'T CARE-" *the kemono has the chainsaw blade right up to John's neck* NO NOOOOOO! STOP STOP STOP! *tries to wriggle away* You ro-tarded mental patients!
[Another Security Guard tases John again, and the Torture Specialist hits John in the knee with a heavy wrench]
Director Arctic: "When you open your eyes, you will be a Protegent, without even the slightest of what you remember."
John: "Whatt?! You're... turning me into a furred toaster?!"
Director Arctic: "That is what you get for your crimes. Goodbye Mr John. And one more thing, in your Protogen body, you will feel immense pain, suffering, and agony, like how christians depict hell. Finally, what you'll see, when your band of silly little anti-furry tryhards that you bootlick, will be crushed under the boots of everyone you despise.
Director Arctic: *Sighs coldly* "I had enough, send him to the Reprogramming Room."
[The 2 Security Guards try to drag John out of the room, but he was trying to break free]
John: "NO WAIT! I AM NOT GOING TO TURN INTO A FURRY! LET ME THE FUCK GO!"
Security Agent ██████: "Shut the Fuck up and move it!"
Security Agent ████: "And no more funny business."

The GFA later turned John Roblox into a protogen He resides in Site ██.