User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150217014329


 * Wedding Discord glares unamusedly after the Doctor. Before he leaves the TARDIS, he snaps his talons, and all the pears in the console room grow almost as large as a pony. For good measure, they grow huge mouths and begin hopping wildly, chattering their new teeth like mad imps. Discord throws a lax thumb in the direction that the Doctor left, and the pears let out enraged screams before storming in that direction. The Master of Chaos smirks and saunters out of the TARDIS. The door jams shut behind him.*

* ''Badlands Discord quietly sneaks past Rosencratnz and Guildenstern. Once he is inside, he discreetly cocks a snook in the direction of the two sentries before stalking down the halls toward Chrysalis's throne room...''*

Glaive: I'm a little shaken... But I'll be fine.