User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-5837525-20160222001837

Goon #1: Owww! ...Y-Yes, ma'am...

(The grenade, once struck by Goldenheart's arrow, flies out of Whickers' hoof and rolls toward the far corner of the dead-end alleyway. As a result of being slightly punctured, it doesn't detonate.)

Whickers: Arrgh... Damn you to Tartarus, Power Ponies...!

(Whickers' eyes practically bulge out of their sockets as he lifts his head toward the sky.)

Whickers: DAAAAAMN YOOOOOUUUUU!!!

(Nearby, the cloaked Copper Plume curls his mouth into a smile.)

Copper: ...Hah. Excellently done.

(Meanwhile, just outside the smoke cloud's range, Decibelle keeps her comm at hoof.)

Decibelle: You guys okay? What's going on in there?