User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-5015799-20150228200913

Hell Phoenix lets out a sigh and takes to the skies in search of more criminals to put six feet under.

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"The number you're trying to call does not exist. Please try again"

''While Mid-Nite's attempt to contact Maretropolis' most well-hidden crime lord failed, Sam and Twitch stumbled upon a large red puddle of blood. But there was no body nearby.''

Sam: "Looks like the drug dealers fought back. But lost anyways"

Twitch: "Still, that's an obsurd amount of blood..."

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Blackheart lowered his hand and expected the travelling beam to damage the tower greatly.

Blackheart: "Silly mortal. These are hands, not mandibles"

Blackheart turned his back to the tower and prepared to depart.

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Nox symbiote: "Tell me, is Mare-velus a reasonable individual?"

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Curt Ponnors: "I don't know anyone in particular. Perhaps look for someone who's interested in arachnids"

(We're gonna have a ponified Mac Gargan, aren't we?)