User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20161018052221


 * Glaive glances at the dart, his tri-blade ready at an instant in his hoof. Such a projectile couldn't have been launched from very far away. He points Flashfire and Orbit toward the door.*

Glaive: Billy.

* He crouches and peeks out the window, scanning the scene from top to bottom in seconds.*

* Discord speaks matter-of-factly.*

Discord: Oh, we weren't going to look for the Great Pumpkin. We were going to plant the most sincerest pumpkin patch in all of Equestria and beyond, so that on Nightmare Night, the Great Pumpkin would come to us.

Nettledew: And I don't wish to pile any stress atop your existing obligations.