Status: Success


Nochnoy Dozor

Mission Objectives

All ships preflighted and dues paid by 22:00
Launch at 22:15
Ride to Head Island
Chalk up the place
Take pictures of the chalk in case it's irradiated
Return to Ft. Tyler before Dawn Patrol launches

Mission Summary

Following a sudden radiation storm, a squadron of six sensational SCUL pilots stepped onto the launchpad, prepared to begin their daring quest to the very edges of time and space. Using the Chalk of Fate, their mission was to transmit messages of hope through a trans-temporal warp into the future, forever changing the destiny of SCUL and the entire time space continuum!

Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame Thundigator led the detachment through a relatively flat course of wormholes, pockets of simulated deep space, and the bustling metropolitan star lanes of the Boston System. The local life forms, fresh from a season of cryogenic quarantine, gawked in awe at the splendiferous rad-itude generated by our space ships, while others whooped in celebration of our triumphant invigoration.

Along the way, we took shore leave at a Lunar Star Market to refuel. Civitron acquired a generous helping of gelatinous fruit nuggets, while Punchy preferred to splash around in a peach, and Hatchet nibbled on some insistently communal gouda. Later, when it was time to dump said fuel, Bane located a set of some decidedly woke T.A.R.D.I.S… es. Upon entering the shadowy interior, Dr. Claw did look unto the darkness in despair. It wasn’t so bad if you kept your eyes closed. Next stop - Head Island and the future!

As we approached the Gates of Time, BRC Summer suffered a plasma leak from her navigational thruster. While Dr. Claw and Hatchet made repairs, the other pilots took the opportunity to count Daleks and get started setting up the communication beacon. We were in fact surrounded by nearly 30 Daleks! Once repairs were complete, the mission leader cleared us for takeoff. Our destination was within sight. The smell of salt-laden nebula hung thick in the airless vacuum of space, coupled with the all to familiar flavor of victory.

Finally, we had arrived at Head Island and we made quick work of completing our mission, being sure to document, for as luck would have it, a pocket of radiation opened up and drenched our gear, seemingly erasing our progress. As we dragged our ships to cover, streams of radiation, colored by the dust from the Chalk of Fate, washed over the planets surface and into the crashing waves of the heavy nebula below. Only a few messages remained. Among them, “The future is written in stardust.” But for how long? What will be left for the future? And will they understand? Only time will tell.

Once the radiation had subsided, we were once again clear to travel. However, as we followed the chronol bridge back to our reality, Summer suffered yet another rupture. Dr. Claw and Hatchet made repairs while the rest of us shared stories of challenges and personal growth. Once repairs were complete, the call was made to saddle up and we set a course for home.
Pilot Ship Points Promotion
BaneThunderwolf Bieber Fever 1089.54   Rear Admiral, Lower Half
Civitron Goro 427.63  
DrClaw Summer 444.28  
Gritty Curb Burner 925.254   Ensign
Hatchet Ez Raider 0  
Punchy Compliance 911.232   Master Chief Petty Officer
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Taskforce Pilot
Mission Leader DrClaw
Deck Officer Gritty
Gate Attendant Punchy
Navigator BaneThunderwolf
Tailgunner Gritty
Com-Sat 1 Civitron
Flat Bag Hatchet
Medi Bag Punchy
Wookiee Bag Gritty
Ambassador BaneThunderwolf
Chalk Bag Hatchet
Still Cam BaneThunderwolf
Airlock Gritty
Life Support 1 DrClaw
Damage Control Punchy
Minister of Zoobs BaneThunderwolf
Mission Reporter Civitron
Stellar Cartographer BaneThunderwolf

Mission Parameters

Mission LeaderDrClaw
Mission Size 6 pilots
OriginFort Tyler
DestinationChalk of Fate
Light Years17.005
G-Well Activity0.168
Technical Rating0.394