A Trip to the Moon

Mission Summary

On the exact 50th anniversary of Apollo 11 landing on the Moon, we will travel there to commemorate the NASA astronauts' feat.

It had been a punishing daycycle, lashed by brutally energized photons pouring from the cruel daystar. All of us trapped below the Heat Dome were thermally overexcited, our vigor sapped to feebleness. We launched 16 pilots strong, including one befuddled Earthun astronaut, one exuberant, bug-eyed, luminous, scantily-clad alien and three (3) brave babymaggots fresh from boot camp.

Our first attempt at space exploded on the launchpad. Hastily assembling replacement ships from the rain of debris, we tried again. This plan exploded a scant few planets away, and again we were forced to retool, as it were on the fly. Pastry Queen here earned a medal of Patronage by realizing we were in fact atop a frozen water-ice lode, and a brief excavation yielded plenty of thermal damping for all. With this liberally applied and a new fleet readied for flight, we were away. Third time's the charm, things were looking up! Our target, Earth's sister planet famed in song and story, rose orange behind heavy haze.

We buzzed Davis Constellation, proceeded to Luna Star for unsavory snax, and headed outward into the void. Near Alewife Spaceport we halted upon one of the illimitable Iron-Plains of Neruval, and there Threespeed pressurized and detonated many luminescent missiles. The exotic properties of liquid water and compressed Earthun air combined to launch these dozens of shiplengths from the planetary surface. A cephalic irradiation unit provided much-needed pilot coolant.

Here Pilot Rocket summoned a levitating robot of some sort, which made the terrifying sound of a horde of deadly winged arthropods, but actually seemed friendly. Fine sailing so far, but is this the moon? It is not! Where is our splashdown? We proceed!

We navigated past much solid radiation eventually arriving at the shores of the great Spy Nebula. Our astronaut fellow traveler here planted a flaggish Earthun emblem, and after cracking her helmet to determine that the local atmosphere supports life as we know it, proceeded to join with SCUL in radiation therapy and generally inhabit this planet. Now we have splashed down on the moon, and all but our wombatiform member agree it is delightfully refreshing.

Here were shared out moon pies, moon cakes, moon cheese, and cantaloupe. Cooled and refreshed, the daystar far from our planet and our integuments, we flew, casual and victorious home.

Babymaggots NOVA, Ziqqurat, and Precision turned in fine flights and were promoted to crawling maggots. Medals were Chic and Strength to Astronaut Leotard, Chic to Alien Skunk, Chic to the eponymous Ms. Moon for her shining integument, Chic to Red Squirrel, and Patronage to Pastry Queen for provision of solid radiation in the direst of needs.

Calling occupants of interplanetary craft

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