User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-7345250-20141214224340


 * Golden Age's eyes appear arctic, showing the damaged mare she now is: the one that was taught to uphold an absurd standard, the one that started crime fighting on a whim, the one that never found much hope to begin with.

If anypony should be sorry, it's me. I'm just so ignorant...

Curator: "Welcome back. You have the idol, yes?"


 * The Mane-iac looks back at Mid-Nite.

Mane-iac: "You. Me. Floor. Now."

Mid-Nite: "D'aww. And here I thought we were beyond nonviolent romance."

Mane-iac: "I never said we couldn't be violent, dear."


 * The Mane-iac couple cackles and waltzes onto the dance floor.