Status: Success


Novemberiffic Omegamission

The end of another season: we brought it home in style.

MRC buzzed with covert and overt activity as we got our mettle cranked up and our choppers ready to dance on. Except Treekiller who spent the whole time complaining about his teeth.

At launch our strike force was 24 pilots strong, from salted space veterans to babymaggots Runway and BadKat. Ships ranged from 5(!) HARVs to Nosepicker's bizarre single-thruster vessel, ancient rustbuckets like Catastrophe rubbing their gnarly thrusters with the glossy pink likes of HelloKILLY.

Our flight was smooth like a baby bottom running tubular slicks, and no mechanical trouble delayed us as YT navigated anfractuously through Cambridge and Somerville systems. We wound up at the pink-lit, cube-strewn corner of space below planet Zakim, there to perform the end-of-season rites.

For warmups, a medal of Flying Ace went to Wombat for his valiant victories at derby on occasions when Nosepicker was not present. Century medals predictably went to the crew of that mission.

Stone cogs went to Piranha and a couple of pikers who couldn't be bothered to show up. Instisomething and Dreadfoo I think. Bronzes were awarded the diabolical Dr Claw, eXceSs, and (duh!) Civitron. And Treekiller (henceforth to be known as "Treekiller, the Quiet Storm") is this year's Iron. It was a moving ceremony and I hope someone will upload a picture of the cog because it's super cute.

Business done, we appreciated the breathtaking cold of deep space for a while, thanked each other and hugged to conserve body heat, then headed home.

SCUL's flight this mission was glorious. The funk was smooth, our ships were in full effect (shout out to Hackworth's fire-spitting SparklePony!), food and floaties alike were lit up with joy. I love
when we pass a T bus, the HARVs up at passenger eye level, and you can see a shockwave of smiles
go through it.

Closing ceremonies were as befits such a mission, with hazing of babymaggots, and cheers for our beloved Fleet Admiral that coalesced into a spiraling Huggicane! Then it was back to the fort for snacks and tequila from Metoikos, and sentimental good nights.

Pilot Ship Points Promotion
BadCat Civilian Ship 0  
BaneThunderwolf Skylab 407.125  
beezwax Chastity 588.839  
DeathTrap Bonnie & Clyde 501.226   Rear Admiral, Lower Half
DeyDeyGlow Long Haul 0  
DrClaw Catastrophe 573.515  
eXceSs Chutes & Ladders 381.197  
hackworth Sparkle Pony 675.814  
Leotard Lazarus 469.595  
metoikos Mjollnir 564.542   Admiral
moose Loki Ducker 352.702   Rear Admiral, Upper Half
Nosepicker Dr. Beverly Crusher 292.614  
pecan D.B. Cooper 224.937   Master Chief Petty Officer
Piranha Lemon Wedge 486.314   Admiral
Runway Wingnut 0   Pilot
Skunk Cloudbuster 867.522  
Stogie Wadlow 389.046  
Thalo Darkendank 145.811   Lieutenant Junior Grade
Threespeed Schadenfreude 178.378  
Treekiller lorax 332.964  
vomit Famine 279.379  
Wombat Vertigo 435.39  
yt Secret Asian SCULly 396.61  
ZyGoat Hello, KILLY! 199.71   Senior Chief Petty Officer
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Taskforce Pilot
Mission Leader Skunk
Deck Officer metoikos
Gate Attendant beezwax
MRC Officer Skunk
Navigator yt
Tailgunner Treekiller
Com-Sat 1 beezwax
Tool Bag DeyDeyGlow
Flat Bag BaneThunderwolf
Medi Bag Leotard
Wookiee Bag DrClaw
Ambassador pecan
Chalk Bag ZyGoat
Still Cam Stogie
Airlock eXceSs
Life Support 1 DeyDeyGlow
Life Support 2 Leotard
Damage Control Wombat
Mission Reporter Leotard
Cleaner metoikos
Filmer hackworth
Food Wrangler metoikos

Mission Parameters

Mission LeaderSkunk
Mission Size 24 pilots
Destinationglory under the Zakim
Light Years15.966
G-Well Activity1.280
Technical Rating2.730