User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150216060506


 * Fuzzy Wuzzy finally notices the other butterfly's antics. Oh, dear. That female butterfly looks... hungry. Fuzzy Wuzzy looks sadly at his goldenrod. Should he..?

* ''Yes, it's what Discord would tell him to do. He extends the flower to the other butterfly, though the sight of his food leaving makes his antennae droop.''*

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Glaive:  Outside Maretropolis, a f-few miles east of the urban outskirts...

* ''Glaive lays his head limply on the floor, his breath growing shallow. The noisy pounding of the zombie ponies not far away begins to fade.''*