User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-7345250-20150609025444

Um...


 * Goldfin looks around for the voice. All she sees, however, is lab equipment, robot parts, and a vaguely familiar suit of armor that reeks of coffee and some other horrid stench. Seeing nothing capable of producing the command, she clears her throat to address the entire room.

I'm, uh, here for the Acolyte's changeling detector. He died, so... King Aspen can prolly make better use of it than any of us.

Cherry Jubilee: "Weyll, I don't know about that... If an omelet's as big a mess as Blossom says, maybe it's better to stay outta the kitchen. We don't have any Power Ponies in Dodge, and we've been doing just dandy. I won't pertend it's my area of expertise, but I'd like to hear more."