Operation
Black Hole
We started from space as we used to know it. Euclidean geometry, objects in motion remaining in motion, thrusters revolving, HARVS aloft and tiny ships scudding like spindrift. Civitron and Lordmcfuzz cobbled together a fictitious (and huffalicious) ship for Civi's babymaggot to fly in. We stopped for snax at Luna Star, then plunged down the minootaman wormhole, far and deep till we were sucked into a tiny black hole near the Spy radiation cloud. Escaping after countless ever-decreasing orbits...thousands of years later...

wending back through Medford System we encountered a close double system of black holes, whirling through a spirograph of interlocking orbits until we once again were ejected into fathomless space. This slingshotted us past Luna Tufts (home of the larval hordes) straight into Powderhouse Hole. Without a hope we plummeted directly into the interior. There we found a timeless, spaceless place where reality as we know it was bent into knots, hours compressing to milliseconds, ships pasted into a molecular layer of protonium plastered onto the degenerate-matter Sign at the center of this immense mass. Eons since an immense blue-whitestar goes supernova, this is what's left: a strange circular arrow-emanating road sign. We fell through the hole in the zero; we danced.

Snow provided delicious beverages, and also retrieved Flatbag from EatMyShorts in flight. There was chalk and cheese, but no one knew which was which. The groove bent toward wormhole trance tunes. Deadbride has a fabulous new ship and also SPAAACE SOOOOCKS.

Having still some space yayas left, we scraped up our ships and proceeded to Lechmere to enjoy some bizarre singularities. Additional black holes occurred, orbiting and escaping as we do, and we wandered erratically in Brownian motion across Oort clouds of Luna market carts and cups. SCUL, in the abstract, transpired.
Pilot Ship Points Promotion
Antlers Dr. Love 148.626   Recruit
BaneThunderwolf Bieber Fever 512.295   Aviator First Class
Bill BadBois CivilianShip2 118.252   Recruit
Civitron Starfire 200.405   Aviator
Dead Bride Albatross 414.143   Aviator
DrClaw Shockwave 526.722   Aviator First Class
Fleet Admiral Skunk Cloudbuster 669.272   Petty Officer 3rd Class
Leotard Darkendank 230.86   Aviator
Lordmcfuzz Eat My Shorts! 1458.08   Petty Officer 1st Class
perilous Ez Raider 245.036   Aviator
Red Squirrel Curb Burner 278.406   Aviator First Class
Snow Deep Blue Dream 214.124   Aviator
Taco Iridium 867.272   Petty Officer 2nd Class
Threespeed Dr. Moreau 409.581   Aviator
Mission Task Pilot
Airlock BaneThunderwolf
Chalk Bag Bill BadBois
Cleaner Snow
Compressor Wrangler Red Squirrel
ComSat Monkey Taco
Comsat Monkey Partner 1 Threespeed
Damage Control DrClaw
Deck Officer Taco
Deck Officer Asst. Lordmcfuzz
Flat Bag Lordmcfuzz
Medi Bag Taco
Mission Leader Fleet Admiral Skunk
Mission Pinner Lordmcfuzz
Mission Reporter Leotard
MRC Officer Lordmcfuzz
Navigator Lordmcfuzz
RadioBox A Fleet Admiral Skunk
Radiobox B DrClaw
Recycler Red Squirrel
Skynet Operator (post-mission) Leotard
Stellar Cartographer BaneThunderwolf
Sticker Bag Civitron
Still Cam BaneThunderwolf
Tailgunner Dead Bride
Tool Bag perilous
Wookiee Bag Fleet Admiral Skunk
Division: MAD
Date: 04/13/2019
Status: Success 
Origin: Fort Tyler
Destination: Party in the Center of a black hole
Light Years: 17.8512
G-Well Activity: 0.65
Technical Rating: 1.9