User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-7345250-20160405092745

Golden Age: "Ungh..."


 * Of all the crummy situations she has gotten herself into, this just might be the crummiest. Worst of all is the reality that she has no Captain Orbit to save her this time.

Golden Age: "Pity I can't do anything with yours... Oh, wait..."


 * She clumsily tries to warp her trident so that it drops on the first guard's head.


 * It does not work.

Golden Age: "Oh, tartar sauce... Well, your mom is a floozy."