User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-5837525-20150530234703

Orbit: Grrrr...

(Orbit could barely contain his anger. He wanted so much to take the nearest living thing and implode it in a black hole.)

Orbit: GRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!

(Fortunately, his better nature takes hold at the last second, and he settles for making everything outside a fifty-foot radius a flat surface. The ground briefly shakes.)

Orbit: *panting*

(Having vented out his anger, Orbit drops to his haunches and lowers his head.)

Orbit: ... *sob* Why...? Why did it have to be Serra...?

Decibelle: *sigh* Good. Looks like your breathing is stabilizing.

Shadowmane: Well, ain't that peachy? But in case you forgot, you still got me to deal with.

Phetlock: What about me? Ow...

Shadowmane: What ABOUT you?

Phetlock: ...Rude.

Star-Lord: *mocking* "I'm sure Alfredo would be glad to meh-meh-meehhhh-meh-meh." *groan* Guess I'll be sticking around on this planet for a while longer.

[click]

Star-Lord: Yo, Butler-dude.

(Zapp returns to the garden with Star Swirl the Bearded's prototype Crystal Mirror in tow.)

Zapp: Unicorn soldiers, to me!