User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-27161581-20170711004615

''The pony's eyes suddenly narrow and his carefree pose vanishes. You could hear a pin drop in the room.''

Sailor: "Why you looking for Salty?"

''After a few moments, the smoking hot sizzling rods of the thermal lance push through, showering the room with molten metal. Moments later the lance withdraws, leaving a smoking circle large enough for a few ponies to walk through. In it's place are flung dozens of little beeping cylinders.''

''Subject 0030 follows Spider-Mane. Is this a test? Her own seems awfully stressed.''

Subject 0030: "Are you alright?"

''Inari tilts her head, and all the spiders are suddenly squished as the mist liquefies them. She weaves a ward about the room. It appears she has histories to pick...Lives may fade, but their legacies live on.''