User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-7345250-20160918000233


 * The changeling procession seems to wind all over the castle, so anomalous is its layout, especially in such a daze as that of a love-leeched pony. In the end, Hawkwing finds himself among heaps of gold and jewels under the gaze of the changeling queen.


 * She sits upon her throne, looking down and occasionally admiring her new ruby-encrusted whip.

Queen Chrysalis: "...Thisz isn't the Power Pony I wasz promised."