All pilots (6 pilots and 11 potential recruits) gathered at the Co+Creative Center at Lunar Base U137, after our 4-month annual cryogenic hybernation to preserve energy. While awaiting instructions from Civitron, we re-fueled with People’s Pressed galactic treats and were most excited to begin the new season of space exploration. Today’s mission included combining forces with Superflat NB, a creative placemaking, mural art project dedicated to beautifying the New Bedford Star System while flattening barriers to the arts. They have commissioned an intergalactic artist by the name of Tom Deininger from the Bristol System of Galaxy RI to construct a sculpture which will give them the power of trans-dimensional travel. The Starchasers have been tasked with bringing unwanted items from our home planets and embark on a journey to recover space junk to contribute to the sculpture.
Our pilots, flying at the speed of funk, made their way out of the dNB, along the Acushnet Nebula via the Blue Wormhole, and arrived at the first destination – the gateway of the Cove Walk near Palmer Island. We docked our ships and scanned the area for garbage with which to stuff our vessels. After we felt content about our forage, we flew along the Cove Walk in the direction of Fort Taber. One of the newbies was so in awe of the spectacular expanse between our world and the great unknown that he flew into the barrier. Thankfully, his ship sustained no damage, and all pilots remain uninjured.
Upon arrival at the ancient ruins for Fort Taber, we once again docked our ships and set out in various directions in search of trash. Under the warm rays of the Day Star, we enjoyed exploring the abandoned fort batteries, once bustling with the activity of space cadets long ago. The scent of the ocean air sweeping over our lovely faces was occasionally interrupted by thicker molecules of gaseous maleficence from the nearby water treatment plant of Lunar Base SRF1000. And as the Mission Leader gave the signal to “saddle up” it was time to begin our ascension back to the launchpad.
As we flew along the Orange Wormhole, one of the ships jettisoned its payload onto the star lane. The space junk got caught in a black hole. Its magnetic force pulled the fleet into a continuous loop for what seemed like five whole lightyears! Luckily, the pilots were able to recover their cargo as we all banded together to slice through the force field, finding ourselves in a transport parade of a nearby birthday party. We were greeted with cheers from the crowd and invited to greet the 90-year-old. As we flew by, The Division Admiral saluted him and wished him a happy 91st solar rotation before flying off in the direction of our terminus.
When our team finally landed, we assembled our garbage into a cosmic pile. As Civitron offered the mission debriefing, Firefly and MadOwl handed out mission pins and spoke cards to all pilots for completing another successful mission.