This saturnite we flew for Donna, all the other disco, funk, and
groove queens, and the Disco Diva inside all of us! After launch we
immediately began to cruise through the surrounding constellations
the main trade routes at an energetic pace, stopping at Luna 7/11 for
a brief shore leave and refueling. Zig-zag maneuvers were performed
around a cognitive augmentation facility outside Kendall
and then we finally crossed the fringe of the system to hold a dance
party at an undisclosed location.
Under the energetic glow of the disco death star many pilots
as if possessed by the funk, its rays reflecting off of their
polyester spacesuits. Some pilots we so moved by the music that they
spontaneously sprouted divalicious hairdos. The native fauna was
moved as some pilots discovered - a nearby deep space avian life form
sang along with our groove machines.
Eventually we could resist the space lanes no longer. We saddled
up and took off for the stars once again. Energized by the disco
death star we flew back through all the major constellations but
utilizing secondary routes, even folding into wormholes at points.
Unfortunately it was discovered in mid-fold that the flagship's
primary thruster was running low on plasma but we managed to
it before popping out the far end of the wormhole.
To avoid getting the flagship stranded far from port we decided
chart course for home, though we took the scenic route and buzzed
pilot Zygoat at her slave station just before we landed. To cheer
up the Admiral, Stogie reenacted the garbage compactor scene from
St4rW4r5 when he navigated his high altitude recon vehicle into a
transport docking station up a ramp that provided less and less
altitude for him to maneuver until he squeezed out, just in the nick
We netted a hefty number of high fives from our many constellation
crossings and upon return to base we called them out they were
counted. Through the entire debrief though, by the spirit of Donna,
we could not bring ourselves to turn down the music and the admiral
joyously danced about and sang the closing ceremonies.
R.I.P. Donna, you will be missed.
|AceHole||Temerity||356.7||Petty Officer 2nd Class|
|Diva||ToxicWaste||318.137||Senior Chief Petty Officer|
|Fleet Admiral Skunk||Cloudbuster||565.07||Vice Admiral|
|Instigator||Pestilence||148.577||Petty Officer 1st Class|
|Leotard||Trinity||631.231||Rear Admiral, Lower Half|
|Ripper||BurningChrome||532.009||Chief Petty Officer|
|SevenOfNine||Swamp Thing||1339.06||Rear Admiral, Lower Half|
|Stogie||Wadlow||516.79||Rear Admiral, Lower Half|
|Thalo||D.B. Cooper||325.061||Petty Officer 2nd Class|
|vomit||Famine||526.656||Rear Admiral, Upper Half|
|Deck Officer Asst.||Treekiller|
|Mission Leader||Fleet Admiral Skunk|