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Mission SummaryPre-Mission Activities:
Two new recruits, ViciousSquirrel
and Shakes were introduced to the fleet.
Maddog took a quick nap.
The fleet set out from Ft. Berkeley, taking a direct course for the Charlestown System and the space-docked U.S.S. Constitution. Stopping at the Constitution, the fleet considered the option of derbying in place or traveling to a less conspicuous location. The latter was decided as the best course of action. The fleet then discovered a narrow zone surrounded on 3 sides by grey matter. This zone proved to be a formidable geometry for the dogfight derby, due to the threat of potential consumption by grey matter beasts.
En route to this zone, members of the fleet were asked by spacewalking civilians whether we were Americans. Derby was interesting due to a number of factors, including the location (a spacedock affording a limited amount of room), and the maggot Shakes, who proved to be an able pilot. The first derby was won in a scrape by Skunk. The second derby was won by MoneyShot, who had won in this location the previous stardate.
Rockstar on the prowl (this image has bene lost to subspace gods)
Following the derbys, and a long brisk journey
through the Cambridge system, the majority of
the fleet headed to a gathering of jovial
spacemonkies at spit's cantina... High
spirited lordosisdance ensued.
The maggot now known as ViciousSquirrel was
quite excited by the fact that the cantina
proprietors had erected a 6-foot banner
commemorating his namesake
MoneyShot "Shakes His Thang" (this image has been lost to subspace gods)
Spit hails the fleet (this image has been lost to subspace gods)
After the liveliness, the fleet headed back to
base, stopping for an inevitable thruster