User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-5837525-20150201223803

Decibelle: Last L-- He's still back there?! Alfredo, you gotta teleport us back!

(Gale instinctively throws a punch at the red symbiote, despite it not being within hoof's reach. To his surprise, his hoof stretches to strike the symbiote's face, causing him to drop the car he was lifting.)

Gale: {''Huh... So there's that. Trucks? Sounds good to me!''}

(Glancing around, Gale stretches his hooves to grab a nearby truck, lifts it up, and slams it onto the symbiote from above.)

(Concentrating, Smudge assumes the form of a Crystal Pony again, this time in journalism attire.)

Smudge: Reeeeaaa-- *ahem-ahem* ...Ready.