User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-5837525-20151111035258

Star-Lord: Yeah, that's it! Come on! You know you want some of this!

(Trotting a little closer, Star-Lord starts slapping Vandle across the face. He might as well have been poking a bear with a stick.)

Star-Lord: What's the matter? Chains too tight? Getting a little hot under the collar? Ha-ha-ha.

Orbit: (Forgive me, Vandle. But if this is the only way to help you, then...)

(Star-Lord holds his hoof out to Vandle as if he were dangling a steak in front of a lion.)

Star-Lord: Go on. Want a taste?

Orbit: He only has enraged instincts, Star-Lord -- he's not a cannibal.

Star-Lord: Hey, if there's a machine in his brain, it doesn't know any better, right?

Orbit: *sigh*