Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25129884-20160107002037/@comment-25975584-20160112045239

Commandogregor1234 wrote: Michael stood up and brushed the sand off of his coat.

"Jovians. Last time I saw you kind, We were fighting to save Sol. Now I expect you to rip my goddamn arms off and eat them"

The NJR send a diplomatic ship to Jupiter to discuss the growing threat of war. "I'm the duke of Io, and you're, well, Human. Although you have an extensive record of offenses, you could prove useful to the empire. Therefore, I give you the option of being a Jovian auxilia instructor, with eventual citizenship, and a probable wife further down the line... Or finally dying after years of torment in the shipyards of Alpha Centauri. Which will you choose Vers'Talor?Translated directly, it means slippery weasel, but it means cunning in our tongue."

Two Jovians in identical armor are busy sniping fleeing terrorists while shouting about how "the Sniping game is fun!" and "Human heads burst like melons when hit with a railgun round!"