Status: Success


FroYo SUNDAE Sunday sundae

Mission Objectives

  • Ride to a nice park or nature feature
  • Ride monster bicycles, not monster trucks
  • Get ice cream!

Mission Summary

What's a pilot to do when the entirety of Saturnight is an absolute washout, but Sundae is looking fiiiiiiiiiine? You have indoor hang out at the fort! Fixing ships, maintianing the starfortress, and of course a fair amount of ship building...

The next day, you grab your friends and just say "froyo" to maggots.

Despite a slightly delayed start, four seasoned and space hardened pilots and four very baby maggots set out from the launchpad to experience the daystar skies of the A/B system. Grog's Hapto style antics led the band looping over, around, but unfortunately not through the Charles asteroid belt (that would be a very different mission), seeking shady relief and to avoid Dr Claw's untimely external combustion. Via swoops and swirls and around very fluffy Canada Air Force cadets and their hissing generals, dodging left and right to avoid recreational food, the wormhole dwelling fleet built up a mighty appetite that even the funk COULD NOT SATE. They hungered for frosted molecules, for refreshing tartness, for sweet, fruity toppings, colorful swirls of gastronomic delight, friends, it could only be one thing, the stuff of late summer legends, FROYO!

Pilots absconded with their weighty decisions to nearby Ringer playspace, making a splash at an out of the way dock to hoover their chilly delights. Flavors and toppings were compared and contrasted, and the maggots frolicked on each other's ships, avoiding the glassteroids of misdeeds past. After sufficient avoidance of the unremitting daystar, and with sufficient protective shielding reapplied, Dr Claw declared the crew fit to re-engage with space flight. This pilot recalls a blur of flying salad, space walking and ever more haptic spiraling in service of reaching riverbend park airspace. The crew found open skies, a floating ornament to frozen gastronomic delight, and baby's first wall formation. And, of course, a pq who just can't avoid demonstrating advanced flight maneuvers.

On rapidly expiring legs, this merry band who had not screamed even one time, emerged from a final wormhole to approach the fort. As none were crisped by the daystar's deadly rays, nor drowned in holdover radiation, or even knocked asunder by unmanageable flying salad, success was declared by all, and so ends another chapter in our log.
Pilot Ship Points Promotion
Deadblow Civilian Ship 261  
DrClaw Shockwave 978.69   Lieutenant Junior Grade
Grog Civilian Ship 1188.67   Petty Officer Second Class
Kilo3 D.B. Cooper 0  
Lasagna Mode Centvrion 0  
Pastry Queen Princess Fun Police 820   Aviator First Class
Patent Pending Anger 0  
Truck Stop Swamp Thing 0  
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Taskforce Pilot
Mission Leader DrClaw
Deck Officer Pastry Queen
Gate Attendant Pastry Queen
Navigator Grog
Com-Sat 1 Truck Stop
Tool Bag Pastry Queen
Flat Bag Patent Pending
Medi Bag Deadblow
Wookiee Bag Kilo3
Ambassador Truck Stop
Chalk Bag Lasagna Mode
Still Cam Patent Pending
Airlock Grog
Life Support 1 DrClaw
Mission Pinner Lordmcfuzz
Mission Reporter Pastry Queen
Stellar Cartographer Grog
Wingmate 01 DrClaw
Wingmate 02 Grog
Wingmate 03 Pastry Queen
Wingmate 04 Deadblow

Mission Parameters

Mission LeaderDrClaw
Mission Size 8 pilots
OriginFort Antwerp
DestinationIce Cream and Sunshine
Light Years14.333
G-Well Activity2.000
Technical Rating3.333