User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150224231452


 * The room erupts when Ironworks disappears from view.*

Discordian stallion: Craaaaaaap!! Where'd he go!?

Discordian mare: Into the bag, you idiot. Pull him out!

Stallion 2: Ironworks, can you hear us!? Oh no... Will he be unable to take me for a ride in his ship!?

Thresher: Everypony, shaddup!

* Ebber peers into his hoofbag.*

Ebber: ...Ironworks?

* ''The inmates freeze. Maybe an inner instinct has finally made itself known to them.''

* But the one with the fire extinguisher still smacks it down on the spider's head.*