User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20150930054419

Flashfire: "So, where was that mountain...?"

Parlys: "Right here, you old coot~♪"


 * Parlys pops out of the blade of the sword and casts his gaze up at the ceiling.

Parlys: "You've been a wonderful model, so I won't keep you here much longer."


 * His horn flares bright, and the ceiling starts to glow. He was painting it the entire time he was talking with Alastor

Parlys: "Here's to you getting another century in the poison pit!"


 * With a loud rumble, something drops out of the ceiling: a paint doppelganger of the demon himself. It brings its sword down at Alastor as it falls.


 * The bars do not move in the slightest.