User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20151202235909


 * Goldfin beats against the prison herself. Why did it have to be her who got captured at the get-go? She reminds herself that she is a hero, not a damsel, and delivers a firm kick to the flowery wall.


 * Pockets of smaller vines then erupt from the earth and start to restrain her. Apparently, the plant is growing conscious of the assault. Uh-oh.

Goldfin: "C-Can you hurry it up? It's starting to get grabby!"


 * One of the flowers releases a cloud of a cloyingly sweet vapor. The gilled mare wrinkles her snout in disgust.


 * Outside, in the town square, the Power Ponies' efforts are mostly unopposed. However, the Mare Do Well keeps wrestling the vines that have pursued her this far.


 * An octet of hulking black figures approaches from all sides. The Carbonwolves are in Ponyville, and they are ready to pounce.