Operation
Tea and Grackle
The mission objective was to look for surprises, or surprise each
other, or be surprised. We did all three. Some of us expect to
remain surprised for the duration.


MRC came down hot and heavy in Fort Tyler style, notably Skunk got his
tip wet with Ti as Mjollnir was returned to service. No surprises
there!


Our first shock came when a new stargate opened near to our fortspace,
and SCUL emerged blinking and bewildered into what seemed a new-made
universe.


Laden with maggots and babymaggots, we launched in a bizarre
circuitous fashion which raised brief hopes that we'd be home in forty
seconds and all get 200 points for not having mechanicals. YT's
unaccustomed erratic navigation continued to raise eyebrows throughout
the mission, contributing to both our successful status and a high
technical rating.


Our next shock came when Stogie appeared curbside, attached to a large
organic symbiote and blaring our theme song. Wha? Senses reeling, we
headed for Harvard Constellation, then unsavory snax, where the
indigenous folk dances of the natives shocked us all afresh.


Kpafun and Retard sported feature-enhanced helms, which surprised no
one as they do some fool thing every mission.  But when we got to
MIT Const. our minds were assaulted afresh, with Stogie warping in
from nowhere on Wadlow, incoming-high-fiving Moose on LokiDucker, and
YT producing both ice cream cake and A WHOLE ENTIRE
DOOR apparently FROM HER SPACE BEHIND.


Next we sailed the most obscure wormhole in Somerville, a dark path
leading nowhere...except to Grackle. There Skunk unfurled a
tea party from Cloudbuster, and pilots enjoyed genteel camaraderie
with light, healthful infusions and rusks. Babymaggot Paddington's
nerves gave way under these unwonted conditions, and he ran amok with
his spacesuit in disarray, then gone entirely. (This revealed the
exact tattoo that everyone had expected, so we were all bored for
like, a minute, then we forgot about it.)


With our maggot tranquilized and re-diapered, the solar winds took us
to Davis Constellation and home. There Cloudbuster surprised all by
ejecting the Death Star mast. From my HARV I saw the heartwarming
sight of a dozen pilots running straight into the path of that massive
vessel, as Skunk piloted calmly into the scrum and the mast dropped
safely into waiting hands. It was totally like Iwo Jima backwards.


Then we didn't knight any maggots, which is silly as most of them are
too big to fit in the pouch now. Lastly back to the fort...except
Bendy. For his sins, spacewalking bereft of ship, he bore the
detached Death Star slowly home. Very slowly. To the sound of
giggling.

Pilot Ship Points Promotion
Bendy Darkendank 471.981   Petty Officer 1st Class
bitwise Mjollnir 0   Recruit
Civitron Artemis 668.1   Ensign
DrClaw Compliance 493.942   Ensign
Epoxy One Night Stand 0  
Fleet Admiral Skunk Cloudbuster 774.122  
hackworth Torpor 859.054   Rear Admiral, Lower Half
Klobb Chastity 0   Recruit
Kpafun Ez Raider 152.953   Petty Officer 3rd Class
Leotard Trinity 559.178   Ensign
metoikos Civilianship 39.609   Master Chief Petty Officer
moose LokiDucker 232.276   Senior Chief Petty Officer
Nosepicker Pestilence 137.335   Chief Petty Officer
Piranha Yer Mom 0  
steerpike Pale Horse 400.199   Petty Officer 1st Class
Stogie Wadlow 735.331   Commander
Treekiller Greed 760.295   Lieutenant Commander
vomit Famine 388.951   Lieutenant Commander
Walden Dr. Love 0   Recruit
WildKat Devastation 0   Recruit
Wombat Pride 378.816   Ensign
yt SecretAsianSCULly 442.054   Lieutenant Commander
Mission Task Pilot
Airlock Epoxy
Chalk Bag Walden
ComSat Monkey Bendy
Damage Control Leotard
Deck Officer Fleet Admiral Skunk
Filmer hackworth
Flat Bag Klobb
Food Wrangler steerpike
Medi Bag Bendy
Minister of Zoobs DrClaw
Mission Leader Fleet Admiral Skunk
Mission Reporter Leotard
MRC Officer SevenOfNine
Navigator yt
RadioBox A Leotard
Sticker Bag Civitron
Still Cam vomit
Tailgunner Treekiller
Tool Bag Kpafun
Wookiee Bag Piranha
Division: MAD
Date: 04/21/2012
Status: Success 
Origin: Fort Tyler
Destination: It's a surprise!
Light Years: 15.67
G-Well Activity: 3.902
Technical Rating: 4.367