User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-7562999-20141227070946

(Future timeline)

''GH trots out of her apartment building and walks past the security drone guarding the door. ''

Secruity Drone: Acolyte Industries wishes you a great day Miss Goldenheart.

''Goldenheart sneers. ''Shut up, tin can.

Drone: Thank you, Miss Goldenheart.

''Goldenheart rolls her eyes and trots down the street. ''I wonder what my mother is up to today...Maybe I should visit her again...

''As she speaks she hears a distant explosion and sighs. ''Damn Power Ponies...they need to quiet their stupid fights. They disrupt my beauty sleep.

''Goldenheart trots down the street and reaches a applaince store and glances at the televisions. They show a news anchor talking about the stock markets''.

Goldenheart: Look at my lovely brother...All grown up and primp and proper. Gross...He has a wife and she's pregnant. How God damn f**king lovely. ''Goldenheart storms down the sidewalk and approaches the hospital. ''Another day of work...*sigh*...At least I don't follow that stupid troupe of all the mares with the "heart" prefix at the end of their names being nurses. I became an actualy doctor. Not some poser...Goldenheart pushes open the doors.