Status: Success


Aye Aye, Butterfly!

Mission Objectives

See the mission briefing.

Mission Summary

Chapter 1: Roll Out
"We're going to remember these next few days for the rest of our lives."

The Fleet Admirals words echoed through the empty halls of our improvised indoor launchpad, charged with anticipation. Eight pilots strong, our group had assembled for an outpost mission of critical importance. See, rumor had it that a couple of bio-engineers had gotten butterfly joint going in one of the outskirts of the Lowell starsystem. Since butterflies are known to be some of the funkiest drone-organisms in space, a detailed investigation could really further our perpetual mission to Bust the Funk.

A cry of "saddle up!" marked the end of pre-launch protocol, so I settled into the cockpit of Water, newly equipped with a spacious cargo hold for carrying gear and fuel for the fleet. I glanced around at the other pilots going out this mission:
we had Gritty and Wombat, best friends who flew long, hard, and strong;

NOVA with her effervescent presence that shined bright as a laser;

eXceSs running ComSat, whose touring expertise would definitely come in handy;

Red Squirrel on Tailgunner, always so consistently posi and reliable;

our navigator Dr. Claw, Stellar Cartographer extraordinaire;

and of course Skunk, our fearless leader with a seemingly endless supply of energy.

"Navi away!"

Instinctively, I fired up my thrusters, falling into dart formation as the gang took off towards the wormhole and into the night.


Halfway there. Were we halfway there? I thought I heard somebody say that...

Time dilation is normal to experience during space flight, but the combination of lightyears upon lightyears of heavy gravity well activity, Dr. Claw's high warp speed, and the dizzying laser array of Skunk's new ship Syntax Error seemed to be exaggerating the effect.

Suddenly a holler from the front of the fleet snapped me back into the moment. "Sliiiiiiingshoooooooot!" cried Dr. Claw, signaling us to use the gravity to our advantage in this particular series of wells. Does the posi cancel out the negi? Not entirely, but it sure does help.

As midnight approached, it became clear that we would miss our scheduled landing time. Word came from the Dread Pirate Flint, who was running transport support for the mission, had arrived safely with our outpost gear and was heading to bed. "Dang, I wish *I* was in bed right about now," I thought, really starting to feel the wear and tear of space travel in my bones. Luckily, I wasn't left to wallow in the feeling for too long before we found ourselves passing through the center of the Lowell system. The civilian reception was enthusiastic and energizing! So much so that we decided to make a short pitstop before reaching our final landing place to recover a stash of discarded Heavenly Grenades. My new cargo hold came in handy, proving to be just the right size for our haul.

Finally, our ragged crew pulled into the outpost and got straight to work setting up our shelters. Most pilots hit the hay a-s-a-p, but I seemed to have a few more YaYa's to get out. I found Skunk and Dr. Claw in the yard, fiddling with the Knightsaber-Lite, which provided just the right outlet. Before long, we too were tuckered enough to head off to sleep. We would need our rest for the adventures in store the following day.

To be continued......

Pilot Ship Points Promotion
Diva Incineraider 1365.64   Lieutenant Junior Grade
DrClaw Skywarp 3143.18   Rear Admiral, Lower Half
DreadFlint Civilian Ship 190.819   Pilot
eXceSs Chutes & Ladders 2924.21   Commodore
Fleet Admiral Skunk Syntax Error 2868.41  
Gritty Ez Raider 400.132   Lieutenant Commander
Jaguar Civilian Ship 0  
NOVA Shprocketz 869.967   Petty Officer Third Class
Phage Civilian Ship 0  
Punchy Water 624.688  
Red Squirrel Sugar Glider 3332.6   Lieutenant Commander
WalTor Singularity 1235.87   Petty Officer Third Class
Wombat El Guapo 1360.91  
Task Force Pilot
Airlock eXceSs
Chalk Bag Punchy
Cleaner eXceSs
Com-Sat 1 eXceSs
Damage Control Gritty
Deck Officer eXceSs
Flat Bag Fleet Admiral Skunk
Gate Attendant Gritty
Medi Bag Red Squirrel
Minister of Zoobs Fleet Admiral Skunk
Mission Debriefer Wombat
Mission Leader Fleet Admiral Skunk
Mission Pinner Red Squirrel
Mission Reporter Punchy
Navigator DrClaw
Radiobox 1 Fleet Admiral Skunk
Recycler Red Squirrel
Stellar Cartographer DrClaw
Sticker Bag NOVA
Still Cam Fleet Admiral Skunk
Tailgunner Red Squirrel
Tool Bag Fleet Admiral Skunk
Wookiee Bag Fleet Admiral Skunk

Mission Parameters

OriginFort Tyler
Light Years93.5766
G-Well Activity2.3182
Technical Rating1.3476