User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-5837525-20150830173402

Decibelle: Ugh... Yeah, thanks.

(Taking Strongheart's hoof, Decibelle slowly rises to her own hooves. Orbit takes a cursory look around the hill.)

Orbit: They got away with some of them... but it looks like most of the weapons are here. ...Anypony see where Death-Stalker went?

(Mareoni collapses out of the car, still coughing up smoke.)

Mareoni: Penguin, when I get my hooves on you... you're a dead colt!