Alohamission 2018

Whoa, the fort got painted all stealthy-like! Well, the act of painting was stealthy but the new colors are anything but -- SCUL's toolboards are resplendent, and everything that can be polyurethaned has been. Such stripe, so magenta, many teal, and we have Lordmcfuzz, Couscous, Snow and who am I forgetting to thank for this.

Grenades were provisioned for MRC (Taco?), and many beer molecules from Couscous and Snow. Leotard saw to it that everyone who wanted got lei'd, and there was general joy as the finishing touches got put on everything.

We launched 23 pilots and 3 maggots strong, full of ya-yas for the new season! Most ships at least kind of worked, groove was on point. This planet isn't quite ready for our full effectiveness yet, but we prepared the ground.

Battling low Earth temperatures, we patrolled the usual constellations and acquired snax without incident. Curiously the indigenous food of this frigid planet seemed to become more enthusiastic as the night wore on, culminating in a happy wee-hour reception at Davis. (We did not wee. At least I am not admitting anything of the kind.)

We survived a long haul near absolute zero by the Mystic heavy nebula. In this region we saw a stealthed transport attempt to enter hyperspace by launching swiftly off a raised intersection, catching air but falling back to Earth in a shower of sparks, only to fishtail away in a cloud of smelly embarrassment. Due to repeated issues with Yodel we lost Bane at Grackle, and in non-Yodel-related news we gained a klingon en route back to launchpad.

There were bunnies! There was derby, with eXceSs taking the honors of both rounds. Only one mechanical, a front chain drop on Yodel which surprised NO ONE. Skunk destroyed a rocket-riding chocolate bunny made by 3speed. As it is written, the sacrifice of a Paschal Bun ensures that the upcoming season will be funky (note to self, retcon that in HAL).

Maggots Boost, Manta Ray, and Epsilon turned in fine flights, backslider Johnny Five proved himself alive. Wombat arrived after landing, surpassing his usual achievements in the savage arena of lateness.

So it was done. In the shiny new fort we hardly know where to start making a mess....but we'll figure it out. We're here for another season of this thing that we do with ships in space.
Forks be with you, tard out.