User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-5837525-20150323041306

(Ignoring the blaring alarms, Orbit motions toward the asylum doors.)

Orbit: Looks that way. Come on, let's go retrieve "Golden Age" from holding.

Decibelle: Are either of you hurt badly? Need some ice for your bruises?

Drax: I am fine. The only thing bruised is my pride.

Star-Lord: You know what your pride needs? Grub. Food's the perfect medicine after a beatdown like that.

Drax: ...I will not argue with that reasoning.

Star-Lord: That's the spirit!

Applejack: Uh... Good question there, short stuff. Somethin' tells me we ain't in Equestria anymore.

(She turns to "Nanny McDiscord".)

Applejack: Discord? Is this yer doin'?

[Last post for now.]