User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7345250-20151214053733


 * If she had the strength to move her hooves, Golden would be scratching her head.

Golden Age: "I don't get it... Whenever I lose, you guys say I'm tough. Whenever I say I'm a pony, you guys say I'm something more... It doesn't add up."


 * The bead of light connects with the guardian's leg, and from it comes a magical cord joined to the Alicorn's horn. The Mare Do Well banks and flies around the back of the guardian's legs.


 * The prisoner's horn glows as soon as the band is gone. He cackles diabolically.

Parlys: "Yahahaha! Yahahahahaha!... Oh, alright."


 * There is a flash of cyan, yellow, and magenta. Two deer tumble out of the frames.