Hammer and Tongs
Kick-butt MRC .. We flew from our new home reveling in the clear cool
evening and the freedom from silent running. ATM Machine was
as was Medico, both being met with high approval. Union constellation
fell to our groove thang as we buzzed her twice, then it was on to the
Harvard Constellation, using a black hole in the harvardU space to
gain critical velocity.

Onward we chopped, some pilots, fatigued called for unsavory snacks
which slaked our healthy appetite for molecules. Met with enthusiastic
approval of the waiting food, stickers were ably distributed by
babymaggot Medico and pilot Vesper was refueled on banana and choclit

Tanks full, we buzzed MIT's granulate-student housing and took in a
scenic tour of Cambridgeport, SCUL ruled those planets. Next it was
time to brave the crossing of the Charles asteroid belt where we sadly
Kpafun farewell and soldiered into high velocity plasma toward the
Allston system. There were scary transports, SCUL kept its cool and
landed safely in the lower system Allston. A brief shore leave
time for ship-swapping and let the Navi sneak off to her space station
to retrieve access codes to our destination.

The residents of Allston welcomed the fleet as we labored amongst the
transports of planet Harvard, after a brief fly-by we were off to our
rendezvous with the forge in Bldg 4. Crossing past luna CSX we busted
some serious funk as we approached the last significant G-well of the
evening, cruising down the posi-side to re-cross the AB Charles.
With the fleet halted for transport semaphores, Skunk came to our aid
and ran interference testing the bridge over the great slow nebula to
be sure the bridge was safe for the fleet.

Again we traversed Cambridgeport. The food continued to adore SCUL and
we sailed without incident to the evenings destination. Arf a transom
was constructed and some slick Gegaws as well. Success!

Fadm Skunk's pumpkin time approached and we saddled up for a final leg
of the evening, our numbers dwindling somewhat as we made a massive
parade the length of planet Hampshire. Skirting the constellation of
Davis with the aid of Threespeed and Pywacket, we successfully found
3R1C4's and fondly bid Skunk goodnight; meeting his pumpking-turning
time with scant seconds to spare.

With Threespeed's continued aid we ran a low-g-well path back to Fort
Joy, landed, counted, laughed and eventually parted ways, some sore,
some tired, all successful.

All hail the mighty funk of SCUL.

Pilot Ship Points Promotion
Buckminister Immaculate Taco 405.996  
DeathTrap ATM Machine 407.788   Lieutenant Commander
Fleet Admiral Skunk Cloudbuster 1046.72  
Leotard Trinity 511.954   Commodore
Medico Famine 0   Recruit
moose LokiDucker 354.239   Lieutenant
pywaket Skylab 289.354  
RoadRash Nohup 668.419   Captain
SadieBlake Rusty Verus 1163.9   Commodore
Threespeed Schadenfreude 795.943  
Treekiller chlorophyll 382.65  
Vesper Lust 192.364   Lieutenant Commander
ZombiePhD Kriegen Kriek 329.292  
Mission Task Pilot
Airlock RoadRash
Chalk Bag Medico
ComSat Monkey Threespeed
Damage Control Buckminister
Deck Officer Fleet Admiral Skunk
Flat Bag DeathTrap
Medi Bag ZombiePhD
Minister of Zoobs SadieBlake
Mission Leader Fleet Admiral Skunk
MRC Officer Fleet Admiral Skunk
Navigator SadieBlake
RadioBox A Treekiller
Skynet Operator (post-mission) Threespeed
Sticker Bag Medico
Still Cam Treekiller
Tailgunner Leotard
Tool Bag RoadRash
Wookiee Bag Buckminister
Division: MAD
Date: 08/28/2010
Status: Success 
Origin: Fort Joy
Destination: The Forge
Light Years: 16.6
G-Well Activity: 2.7
Technical Rating: 3.75