User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-5837525-20150621235752

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Orbit: Understood, Goldfin.

(As Orbit programs the teleporter yet again, he addresses Ironworks in the corner of his eye.)

Orbit: Acolyte's death rendered the wretched things inactive. What more hurt could it inflict?

(Decibelle briefly eyes the odd-looking stallion up and down before stepping aside so he can pass her.)

Decibelle: Uh... r-right this way, sir.

(At the front desk of the Daily Whicker, secretary Betty Brand looks up at Chance.)

Brand: Can I help you?

Blossom: ...

Cat: It was them. The Power Ponies did this. H... H-How could--?

Blossom: Now do you understand? How damning the truth can be?

Cat: Did they... This couldn't have been on purpose. The Power Ponies are our heroes.

Blossom: I can't tell you one way or the other, Miss Grain. Even I don't have all the answers. That's all I can say on the matter.

(Mayor Blossom presses a button underneath her desk, and within moments, the same guard from earlier enters.)

Blossom: I gave you your answers. What you do with them is up to you. But should you decide to run this article, I hope you consider deeply what it will lead to.

Cat: ...