Status: Success


Vomit Day2006

Mission Objectives

explore Boston alleyways
consume hot peppers

Mission Summary

Vomit Day!!! Hooray!! We found rats, precious gold, and there was
boogieing and stuff and things.

In detail:
We took off with high morale after a bit of beauteous delay because of
a freak radiation attack. We avoided the Davis constellation with great aplomb,
and headed for the luna galleria, and over yonder asteroid belt…we
danced, and unearthed the poor imitations of the Phooka dance, and
rediscovered ye olde Worlde dance of the prospectors of 1842
California…. Kinda like an Appalacian leprechaun… but it must be seen
to believed. Dillweed broke his foot, but he said it was ok, and
there is still some question about that.

We took to the ramps and the alleys, and Bonnie and Clyde broke a
pedal, a wrench was shoved through the crank and prayers were
answered for a little while, as we sought out the alleys of Boston,
narrow treacherous and stinky, and wet, with the sludge of goodness
knows what, we cruised -- looping back and forth, hither and yon.

Beelines were made for the Reflecting pool, and the great blackhole
drew us into infinite amounts of fun, and derbies, and one amazing
field repair with Ktron and Mars.

Thrice we derbied. Many pilots who never derby, did. We found joy in
decreasing the area of play as more pilots met their doom.

We rode 0.2 light years to the 7-11 luna and were well received by the food
that took our money… they even gave us a trash bucket, and rode one of
the choppers; though I'm certain that he didn't get the memo about the
coaster brake. But morale was high. Way high. Then there was the
Electric slide, and much more dancing… wonderful dancing with snacks, french bread cut by frenchy, and groove.

And remember when the enterprise crashed, and then there was lots
of geekery because I'm taking crappy dictation, and oh my god. Skunk
totally crashed into Samurai, and totally went boom, and we all
worried about radio box… bit it was fine… oh, Skunk was ok too. Then
we rode home and we got points for dancing, rat sightings in the
alley, and strength medals were awarded for eating hot peppers.

Missions like these remind us how things are good, and why we work so
hard for them.

Pilot Ship Points Promotion
Appleseed Compliance 395.056   Lieutenant
dillweed 100Hz 121.903   Petty Officer Third Class
Dreamer Bonnie & Clyde 404.283   Master Chief Petty Officer
Fly Boy Summer 1950.96   Lieutenant Commander
Frenchy El Guapo 244.854   Chief Petty Officer
GRIMLOCKE Darkendank 159.691   Petty Officer First Class
Hapto Basquiat 739.7   Lieutenant Commander
Iscariot Sloth 355.789   Ensign
ktron Redemption 308.369   Master Chief Petty Officer
Mars Visa 840.895   Captain
Meatball Mulligan Annihilation 329.647   Chief Petty Officer
MegaSeth SIH 188.533   Petty Officer First Class
moose Loki Ducker 276.446   Lieutenant
MsMoon Star Hustler (Bombardier) 122.78   Aviator First Class
Nosepicker Catastrophe 402.744   Captain
Onath Delirium 427.482   Chief Petty Officer
Phooka Holly Go Go Lightly 445.663   Ensign
Pinky Spooky Pirate 480.299   Chief Petty Officer
Rubbish Chastity 432.785   Senior Chief Petty Officer
Samurai Heartbreaker 383.443   Lieutenant Junior Grade
Secret Chief Famine 280.677   Chief Petty Officer
Skunk Cloudbuster 713.172   Admiral
Spooky Skylab 325.54   Lieutenant Junior Grade
Sweetums Doctor Love 558.536   Chief Petty Officer
Threespeed Star Hustler 187.799   Rear Admiral, Upper Half
vomit Jan Brady 442.109   Lieutenant Junior Grade
Pilots must be logged in to see the briefing.
Taskforce Pilot
Mission Leader Skunk
Navigator vomit
Tailgunner Threespeed
Tool Bag Fly Boy
Flat Bag ktron
Life Support 1 Skunk
Mission Reporter Exon
Filmer Pinky

Mission Parameters

Mission LeaderSkunk
Mission Size 26 pilots
OriginFort Summer
DestinationMaximum funkitude and beyond plus infinity plus on
Light Years16.810
G-Well Activity1.610
Technical Rating4.290