User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-5837525-20141231224740

(Decibelle's enhanced hearing turns her attention toward the east, where she heard the faint sounds of gunfire.)

Decibelle: There's something going on in that direction... Sounds like guns. Let's check it out!

(Decibelle takes the lead once again and zooms down the street.)

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(In a dim Maretropolis alley, a pony named Basil leans heavily against the wall, short of breath and dripping with sweat.)

Basil: Mmmmnuuu... Keeeep iiiiit toooogeeeetheeeer... F-Fooocuuus...

(He looks down at his left forehoof -- it drips a black ooze onto the ground.

Basil: Cooome ooon...

(With all the willpower necessary, Basil morphs his slimy hoof into a solid state. His entire form now resembled that of a generic-looking Earth pony in street clothes. Once he catches his breath, he returns to the busy streets of Maretropolis and ducks into a crowd.)

Basil: I'mmm... n-never going back... to Balkham...