Operation
A View To A Thrill
A Top Secret transmission was received from deep space. Once the transmission was successfully decrypted, the brave pilots of SCUL learned they would be undertaking a mission of deception, reconnaissance, and galactic funk!

Maggots Johnny Five, Tartheis, and f-stop returned for more adventures in space, while babymaggot Pickles joined for his first space flight.

While preparations were underway for the mission, spacesuits were upgraded to look like spies, burglars, and thieves. Pilots were instructed to select ships with the brightest hull plating and be ready for telephoto experimentation. To keep moral high, Snow introduced pilots to his delicious home brewed steering dampener, Johnny Five wrangled fruit molecules, and f-stop brought a clip of grenades.

As pilots fell into rank on the launch pad, Fleet Admiral Skunk began reviewing the mission objectives. It was discovered that we were not flying all the ships with hull plating (we did not bring Centvrion), so we immediately failed the mission. Oops. Not letting failure ruin our evening, we decided to press on into the final frontier.

While cruising towards the Davis constellation, Beetle Juice suffered a propulsion transfer conduit malfunction on Summer. After some quick repairs, we were pulled into a black hole near the Spy Nebula, where we encountered a large number of carbon based units. After introducing them to the funk, we continued on towards the Central constellation where we enjoyed some shore leave and food molecules at the 7-11 refueling station.

What happened next, no one could expect.

While performing a long range scan, we made first contact with an extraterrestrial life form. At first, we attempted verbal communication, but the effort was futile. Through a series of quick thinking, Skunk and f-stop deduced that we we could attempt communication with these otherworldly beings through the power of our stillcams. Wasting no time, the pilots of SCUL began attempting to communicate our chopper culture through the power of the pixel!

Pilots scrambled to setup and pose for photos where we bent time and space. Through these forced perspectives, we wanted to demonstrate to our alien compadres the complexities of our universe. After collecting several of these telephotos, Skunk quickly recognized that time was of the essence. So he gave pilots a 5 minute window to organize a large scale telephoto where we attempt to communicate what SCUL is. Through the power of teamwork, the pilots of SCUL assembled into a 3 tier pilot pyramid and Mjollnir was hoisted to the top. Skunk and f-stop went quickly to work capturing the event on their stillcams.

Now came the moment of truth. We waited with bated breath as we completed the transmission of the telephotos to the aliens. Several tense moments passed and we finally received a response transmission. The aliens sent back a telephoto with an arm extended, the hand flat, and the palm down! The pilots of SCUL immediately recognized the posi nature of this gesture and we rejoiced at making a peaceful first contact!

We continued to communicate through images for the rest of the mission and focused on displaying other aspects of SCUL culture to our new alien friends. Excess spacewalked up a wall and chalked the SCUL logo. Tard did a handstand. To demonstrate SCUL sport, we derbied on a space dock. Everest won twice and Taco won once.

Ecstatic with our success in telephoto communication, the brave pilots of SCUL cruised back to the landing pad to some excellent chopper groove. Excess was awarded a Medal of Chic for his spot-on John Popper costume. Babymaggot Pickles was hazed. Overall, it was an excellent mission.

Sometimes, failure is an option.
Pilot Ship Points Promotion
BaneThunderwolf Bieber Fever 635.103   Commodore
Beetle Juice Summer 389.261   Captain
Deadblow Crowley 473.276   Ensign
DrClaw Skywarp 323.682  
Everest Lust 730.94   Ensign
excess Chutes & Ladders 540.985   Commodore
Fleet Admiral Skunk Cloudbuster 870.369   Admiral, Fleet Ready
fstop Water 0  
Johnny Five Pale Horse 0  
Leotard Trinity 431.875  
Pickles Dr. Love 0   Recruit
Snow Deep Blue Dream 170.454  
Taco Compliance 725.763   Senior Chief Petty Officer
Tartheis El Guapo 0  
Wombat Mjollnir 465.408  
Mission Task Pilot
Airlock BaneThunderwolf
Chalk Bag Snow
Cleaner Fleet Admiral Skunk
Compressor Wrangler Everest
ComSat Monkey Taco
Comsat Monkey Partner 1 excess
Damage Control Leotard
Deck Officer Everest
Flat Bag Snow
Food Wrangler fstop
Medi Bag Snow
Minister of Zoobs DrClaw
Mission Leader Fleet Admiral Skunk
Mission Pinner Everest
Mission Reporter Taco
MRC Officer Everest
Navigator BaneThunderwolf
Print Jockey Fleet Admiral Skunk
RadioBox A Fleet Admiral Skunk
Radiobox B Leotard
Recycler fstop
Skynet Operator (post-mission) Wombat
Stellar Cartographer BaneThunderwolf
Sticker Bag Everest
Still Cam fstop
Tailgunner Deadblow
Tool Bag Tartheis
Wookiee Bag DrClaw
Division: MAD
Date: 08/06/2016
Status: Failure 
Origin: Fort Tyler
Destination: Top Secret: For Your Eyes Only
Light Years: 19.6706
G-Well Activity: 2.2084
Technical Rating: 2.6972