User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-5837525-20160731032458

Decibelle: Well... that's their decision. Let them know they can either take it or endure the pain until it's their turn. I can only treat one pony at a time.

(Sure enough, Star-Lord's blaster-toting hoof stays rigid as he struggles to point his weapon in Orbit's direction.)

Orbit: Don't struggle. You'll only wear out your muscles.

Star-Lord: Tch! Boy, you're a tough nut to crack, Cap. All seriousness all the time.

Orbit: And you're incapable of being serious. Why are you doing this, Star-Lord?

Star-Lord: ...

Orbit: ...Star-Lord?

Star-Lord: ...Gamora...

Orbit: What?

(Doing the only thing he can think of with his blaster pointed straight down, Star-Lord switches to his mask's light filter setting and fires off a sunflare round, coating the immediate area in blinding light.)

Orbit: Agh!

(Temporarily freed from Orbit's gravity powers, Star-Lord rockets up into the air and toward the top of the falls, leaving Nero and his crew behind.)