Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25129884-20160101040726/@comment-25129884-20160101045428

Suddenly, a large explosion knocks down trees as a large frigate crashes down on the other side of the isle. Michael looks up to see two j-287 starfighters fly away. Michael carefully and warily climbs the rocks and goes toward the wreckage, when suddenly 3 men bearing marks of Jupiter come out, poiting carbine at him. Michael puts his hands on the grip of his pistols...

"Freeze. You're bullets are no match for lasers" One says, voice as low as thunder.