Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25975584-20160501164811/@comment-26084195-20160505153105

(No there isn't, they punched a big hole in it, remember? That's why the Tarakian battlesuits are also pressurized. If they weren't, your toxic gas would have gotten them.)

The Tarakian marines hurl some sort of weird grenade at the ceiling. It doesn't hurt the Yupo, but it functions like Star Lord's grenade in the beginning of Guardians of the Galaxy, the one he threw at all the Kree soldiers that gravitized them to it for a few moments. Remember that?

With the distraction that this creates, the Tarakian marines load the last few crates of stolen goods onto their boarding shuttles and take off as swiftly as possible.

As they soar out through the hole in the side of the ship, the battleship rotates so that its forward gun bears down on the crippled little pirate ship. With a roar of creaking metal, the ship expands to the point of tearing itself to bits.

Meanwhile, the Tarakian boarding shuttles land in the cargo hold of the human traders. They are met by a group of somewhat battered guards.

The marines hold their hands up, and the sergeant speaks. "Do not fire. We have defeated the miscreants, recovered your stolen goods, and returned them to you."

"Oh! Well, thank you! But... who are you guys?"

"We are the Tarakians."

The marines return all of the stolen goods and the fleet blasts off into hyperspace.