User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, 2020/@comment-9204260-20191130032559

"Oh, b' y'see, ya super zero... yer da one who'll be stuck 'n all now!"

''As Polter closes the distance, Hairspray doesn't even move his tentacles to intercept him. Instead, once he's close, he unclips a device from his belt - a hair dryer hooked up to his tentacle belt.''

"Say chee'!"

He fires the dryer, and it rapidly sprays every sort of paint he has with him at Polter.

''The cafe Butler enters is a far cry from the ponies nearby fleeing the scene. A cool jazz tune hangs about the building as the patrons coolly sit back. The tender, without even being told, slides a mug of hot water Butler's way.''

''The paint on Rat-Pony's legs and chin come off easily with the water. He stretches his legs as his mouth becomes somewhat usable.''

Rat-Pony: "Thanks, Butler. I owe you one... yet another one."