User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-5837525-20141217211713

(As Golden Age speaks into the communicator, a faint echo of her voice is heard in a nearby travel bag. Copper Plume's communicator rests inside.)

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Copper: You want somepony to pick on, Mane-iacs?

(Copper Plume sets Vanessa down gently and stands up.)

Copper: Try somepony who can take it. You know... for old times' sake. Serra, get this mare somewhere safe.