User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2018 and Beyond/@comment-24422626-20190405045111


 * Nettledew seems to notice Goldenheart's apprehension and looks concerned. She puts her hoof on the shorter unicorn's shoulder.*

Nettledew: "But you just got here. What's the matter?"

* ''Around Strongheart and Force Filly, the circus crowd is really starting to get the worst of this tainted snowfall, and though some of them have begun to realize what is going on, they too become preoccupied with their sniffling and full-on bawling. One especially whiny stallion sits down and blows his nose into Force Filly's cape.''

* ''As Sylvia tries to negotiate with her unseen attacker, he rises from the cloud before her: a thin Pegasus stallion with a mimesquely striped torso, greasy black mane, and pupilless red eyes. He regards her with a grimace whose permanence is evident on his brow.''*

Long-Face: "Not a chance, lady. Khoooff khak khaakk..!"

* Then, coughing roughly into a forelimb seemingly made out of stuffed and stiched canvas, the mad chemist gives his cloud a buck and sends a bolt of lightning arcing upward toward Sylvia.*