Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27101994-20161228122411/@comment-27873981-20161229180850

BBQ: Here goes. *throws the meteors at an enemy plane, then blasts the meteors with a light blast and slashes something apart*

FP: *disengages* BBQ, mission over.

BBQ: *unfuses with RS* RS, we're done.

RS: Yeah. We've done damage to the enemy.

BR: *floats over to BBQ, RS and FP* Guys, you might need some more control.

Mayflower: Threepeater, not now.

Spineapple: Yeah. He might not survive.