User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-7345250-20160827043202


 * At this time, everything goes to the dogs.


 * As it turns out, Jane was only half-bluffing. Dr. Mid-Nite is the first to move. Springing from the back room where Gretchen keeps her bed, he dives low and hurls some kind of gas bomb over the counter before stabbing a hypodermic needle at Two's rump.


 * Jane herself takes a punch or two but removes something from her pocket resembling a hairbrush. Actually, it could be called a hairbrush, had it bristles and not spikes. The instrument is swung straight at One's beak.


 * And furthermore, a trio of green-maned ponies come bolting to the Roost in gas masks. The faithful old Mane-iac goons charge the door.