Funk Your Century, Let's Have Fun
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HAHA J/K STANDARD OPS, SHORT RANGE.
Objective: radiation immersion therapy to follow a long hot day mission, testing of the Vampire Metric lifesupport, and easy-on-the-thighs fun.
Surviving pilots and last-minute arrivals were treated to delicious night breezes, leftover century-attempt snax, and a refreshing early-season dip in the Undisclosed Heavy Nebula. Not to mention patrolling night boids and a tribble space weevil (not edible). Wombat immersed himself inch by frigid inch, whereas Leotard (fortified by the well-seasoned banana of Dr Claw) dashed in without a care and puffed like a grampus. Other pilots moistened only their motilators.
We made no other stops of note, saving only a glassteroid inspection and a mechanical concerning Star Hustler's rear thruster casing. The fleet proceeded with Gothic majesty, featuring twin tandems, two long-fork choppers, Chastity, and Trinity. Food were astonished and delighted, pilots wrapt in satisfaction.