User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-5015799-20141203170416

Last Laugh observed Dazzling as she tried to stop her pain.

Last Laugh: "It's always such a fun thing to see whenever someone is lured into a false sense of security. I can't wait to see her face when the pain returns... Heh heh heh heh heh..."

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''In the office of a tall building in Maretropolis sat Silvermane taking a sip of his coffee. On his desk laid the invitation to the hunt for the Crimson Cowl. He had been pondering why Carmine Falconeigh would put a bounty on someone who's an enemy to the JLE and with such a high prize. While he himself didn't mind the JLE that much, he still viewed them as an occasional obstacle and appreciated that someone was out to get them. He considered arranging a meeting to discuss things with the other crime lords.''

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''A pony in Maretopolis looked up at the sky and noticed an unusual amount of ravens flying around. Then, dark clouds began blocking out the sun. Casting an ominous shadow over Maretropolis. Fear began to strike into everyone's hearts. There were no screams, but everyone were scurrying to get inside any building. Breaking the silence were a set of hoovesteps belonging to a lone pony clad in a black overcoat, leather boots, brim hat and an outer over-clothing garment. Concealing his face was a dark white bird-like beak mask. He seemed completeled fixated on something as he trotted right towards the alley where Bloodstorm had confronted Spring-Hoofed Jack. His garment flowed along with the bone chilling wind that moved trough the air. He seemed to have reached his destination, as he stopped once he came across the mare Spring Hoofed-Jack had killed. He grabbed a cane he had on his person and lightly poked the dead body. He then moved it around with his cane and inspected her injuries. Ghastly images of her final moments appeared in front of his eyes covered by the mask's glass openings. He then put his cane back and left that district of Maretropolis, bringing the dark shadow and the flock of ravens with him. It took some time before anyone dared step outside.''