User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-5837525-20150827030601

Orbit: *sigh* ...Here we go.

(Orbit follows his teammates onto the warp pad, and it energizes to teleport them not far from the hill's base. The sound of gunfire is heard most audibly.)

Orbit: Forget about talking them down! Exercise any method necessary to disarm or incapacitate! Power Ponies, go!

(Grabbing a firm hold of Death-Stalker's hoof as it draws close, Masquerade judo-flips the pirate over herself and slams her onto the ground.)

Masquerade: !!!

(Looking at the glove she touched Death-Stalker's hoof with, she immediately notices the deteriorating effect of his touch eat away at the leather. With her teeth, she quickly tears the glove off before the effect reaches her flesh.)

Masquerade: I see now... You have to turn tangible in order to kill me. ...Nngh!

(The C.H.A.M.F.R.O.N. agent briefly grasps her side. Walking away from a car crash left her far from unscathed -- she probably had some internal bleeding.)

Masquerade: (Just gotta hold out... for 20 minutes...!)

(Stiletto and Misty trot outside to whatever transport Chance may have had waiting. Victor follows shortly thereafter, and finally Killer Hock moves from his position in the far corner and climbs outside into the fresh air.)