User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, 2020/@comment-7345250-20191124233412


 * While Goldfin puzzles over an alternative for photosynthesis in Manehattan and Flashfire dukes it out with the worst of ponies in Fillydelphia...


 * Glaive and Agent White find Princess Celestia ingloriously dangling in her cell, her hind legs chained to the ceiling and her horn encrusted with shadow-stuff. Her golden ornaments seem to have slipped to the floor in the hours preceding this meeting.


 * The princess is remarkably even-tempered, looking out of the bars as if she were expecting the visitors. She regards them with a good, if dry, sense of humor.

Princess Celestia: "Are you making fun of me, Agent White?"