Status: Success


The Sampler

Mission report by msmoon and someone else who has not been allowed on a mission in a very long time...

It was a dark and stormy night...

er no, it was clear and warm...

Nine riders donned mysterious capes and set out like a bunch of sinister shadows...

Ten, there were actually ten, and some of them were dressed well, er all of them were actually dressed this time... the whole time... but sinister?

Out into the lashing winds the nine blasted, thundering over long dark roads...

Ten. Thundering? The theme song failed... and some of them had to try to hum it. They kind of sidled out actually...

Cortana the illusive and skilled returned from exotic foreign climes to tailgun and valorous Vomit led the fleet... Skunk and Lord McFuzz rode high and DeadBride soared on Albatros while Wombat plunged along on Darkendank and Fart Noises bravely charged out on Spooky Pirate.

The nine rode fearlessly with grim intent to do the mission of sampling. Their first challenge was to track down and infiltrate a highly secret potions laboratory...

Ten. Icecream, they went for icecream

Where they devoured massive amounts of powerful strength enhancing er... stuff. Next on the list was...

Oh this should be good...

Throwing themselves into orbit around a black hole...but only once. On they drove themselves in spite of danger and weariness and er... Vomit was very angry with her phone. .. ah... they surrounded and invaded an er... outdoor fortress surrounded by cannons...

Playground, it was a playground. And the cannons were part of a fence.

There was a deadly device that electrified them and caused violent sparking and some shouts of outrage

The slide made static

There was a lot of noise and motion they almost got lost but they did not. They ran battle exercises that were savage and deadly...

Derby was not long... but everyone seemed content

The nine piloted their ships through spirals and galaxies and wormholes being soooo careful for there must be no repeats... till they came to some places where they encountered beings of every description who rushed to greet them. One stop was a high tor where stars blazed and some of the nine fell over to worship them…

Tor? they weren't technically the nine anymore by then.. Kpafun and his baby maggot came too and Sprocket. They were looking at Jupiter which was visible.

The nine heard wild music... even wilder than usual and danced. A space gypsy came and played his tambourines and Snow with his super thief skills slipped him some $ as SCUL always honors traveling people. Skunk brought out his cloak of visibility and it flashed and sparkled in the wind.

The nine circled (but only partly so as not to repeat) a mystic fountain and placed runes and poetry and strange but fancy devices were encrypted there...

And cupcakes and a donut on a plate and I think a pizza slice...

The nine explored and conquered their way to the place of wisdom…

MIT but no snax could be got so they had to find a 7-11...

At last fatigued from their dread undertaking, the nine rode in a stately exhausted manner along the river till they came to a place they could safely (mostly) cross for their last struggle to return to base.The nine riders held solomn ceremonies ...and vanished into their hidden lair which was full of invaders they had to fight to the death to remove...

Dr. Claw's party was still coding and creating so the pilots kind of tiptoed...

Pilots play with electricity:
Pilot Ship Points Promotion
Cortana Chastity 412.82   Aviator
Dead Bride Albatross 606.396   Senior Chief Petty Officer
Fart Noises Spooky Pirate 422.946   Aviator First Class
Fleet Admiral Skunk Cloudbuster 878.813   Commander
Lordmcfuzz The Mighty Nein 645.786   Commodore
MsMoon Strangelove (Bombardier) 237.731   Aviator First Class
Snow Deep Blue Dream 50.0924  
Threespeed Strangelove 373.23   Senior Chief Petty Officer
vomit Jan Brady 388.354  
Wombat Darkendank 386.205   Chief Petty Officer
Task Force Pilot
Airlock Wombat
Chalk Bag Fleet Admiral Skunk
Cleaner Fart Noises
Com-Sat 1 Threespeed
Damage Control Dead Bride
Deck Officer Dead Bride
Flat Bag Lordmcfuzz
Gate Attendant Lordmcfuzz
Life Support Synthesis Fleet Admiral Skunk
Medi Bag Fart Noises
Minister of Zoobs Threespeed
Mission Debriefer Wombat
Mission Leader Fleet Admiral Skunk
Mission Pinner Lordmcfuzz
Mission Reporter MsMoon
Navigator vomit
Radiobox 1 Fleet Admiral Skunk
Recycler Dead Bride
Stellar Cartographer vomit
Sticker Bag Cortana
Still Cam Dead Bride
Tailgunner Cortana
Tool Bag Fleet Admiral Skunk
Wookiee Bag Threespeed

Mission Parameters

OriginFort Tyler
DestinationA little taste of everything
Light Years13.47
G-Well Activity0.1294
Technical Rating2.2432