User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-5015799-20150220195656

Hell Phoenix: "We could try to set up a defensive mechanism"

Hell Phoenix then began hanging with his head.

Hell Phoenix: "But not now... I've been through a lot recently. I could use a break..."

Rocket: "True. That griffon carries a few weapons, so maybe they have an armory"

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Firefly: "So Mask guy... You have any tricks for this?"

The Mask: "In fact I do! All right alien creeps! Prepare! To! Samba!"

''The lights went momentarily off. When the lit up again, they formed a spotlight around The Mask. Who was now clad in a blue Spanish dancing outfit. Complete with a pair of maracas.''

Firefly: "WWWWHAT?!"

Gale's symbiote: "''I am absolutely speechless..."

''The symbiote let out a confused grunt and tilted their heads. Suddenly, Spanish dance music began to play inexplicably and The Mask began dancing in the crowd of symbiotes.''

The Mask: "♫They call me Cuban Pete. I'm the king of the rhumba beat.

When I play the maracas I go chick-chicky-boom, chick-chicky-boom.

Yes sir, I'm Cuban Pete. I'm the craze of my native street.

When I start to dance, everything goes chick-chicky-boom, chick-chicky-boom♫"

''Firefly suddenly felt an urge to move along with the rythm and thus began bobbing his head along with the dancing. Appearently the symbiotes felt the same. Some of them even began swaying their hindsides in rythm with the song.''

Gale's symbiote: "I'm feeling a sudden compulsion to move erratically to the rythm of his singing"