User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-5837525-20150828033500

(Doing a brief dive toward the ground, Decibelle whips her body around and flings the thug down into the dirt. With the way forward seemingly open, Orbit makes his way up the hill toward the shootout.)

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Star-Lord: Gotcha! I got it in my sights right now!

(Several kilometers out from Puddinghead Hill, the Milano closes in, and Star-Lord locks his weapons onto the wayward missile.)

Star-Lord: Target lock in 4... 3... 2...!

(Suddenly, compartments on the missiles' exterior casing open up and fire off several smaller rockets at the ground -- each with a limited explosive payload, but together creating a wider area of effect.)

Star-Lord: What the...?!

Victor: How expeditious...

Misty: Oh, who are you complaining to?

(Stiletto, Misty, and Victor exit the van just as Killer Hock jumps off and lightly shakes the ground with his heavy landing.)

Stiletto: There are bound to be wanted posters up everywhere. You don't expect us to just waltz through the front door, do you?