Hello Alex,

Thank you for another report of the adventures of the crew of lunatics. Makes my day a little brighter.

Tom Rux

> On 11/25/2020 11:02 AM Alex Goodwin <xxxxxx@multitel.com.au> wrote:
>
>
> Here's a start on the latest round of misadventures:
>
>
> Thanks to the wheeling'n'dealing of one Derryn DODGIE (Commodore, TC
> Navy, Drinking Buddy Of Badass-Moustache and Bar), the _Butcher's
> Paradise_ put into the Toyota yards at Prometheus for the bulk of her
> residual quirks to be removed.  As the Toyota yard was a _spaceship_
> yard, the Lunatics had to still live with the jump drive quirk.
>
> There had been some PC changes - as outlined in the end of Vector
> Thrust, Badass-Moustache was due to retire to take over the shore office
> and work through the approximate planetoid of paperwork their trip had
> generated. Rosa had likewise decided to go elsewhere, her replacement as
> Das Boot driver being a Vilani Navy veteran who had emigrated after IW1,
> Khugii Khurlushasum - nicknamed "Curly" due to the crew's Australian
> contingent.
>
> The shakedown cruise to Procyon (with some freight and passengers) was
> reasonably uneventful under the command of Badass-Moustache (the shore
> office was still being sorted out, and he had long learned how to
> delegate).  Then they jumped outbound from Junction to Procyon - as it
> turned out, to meet El Capitane who had made his own way there.
>
> During the last half of the jump to Procyon, the new and improved
> sensors picked up a sensor contact.  A _loose_ lower bound on the
> unknown rider's displacement was 300 megadton, which was not overly far
> off being too big to Jump, as far as current Terran understanding of
> jump physics knew. For a spherical body, the threshold worked out to
> roughly 512 megadton to generate its own 100D and thus foul any jump
> drive mounted - trivia like the cost of said drive not withstanding.
>
> Cue some Moustache-voyance on the unknown rider.  "Something dead, not a
> skerrick of dust, decay, wear, use", along with the impression of a LOT
> of city-like terrain.  BA-M followed that up with full-blown
> clairsentience (and rocked out boxcars) - internals were forensically
> clean, built for critters ~ 9 ft tall and roughly 2x as stocky as J.
> Random Terran.  He looked around a bit - no indication of any power flow
> and the place lacked atmosphere.  Upon spotting a parrot basilisk image
> on a screen, BA-M received the _velocite derriere_ and was left
> convulsing in The Chair as the sensors snow-crashed.
>
> Curly reached the bridge, rebooted the sensors, told Nikki the good
> news, and called Bert to the bridge.
>
> Bert likewise rocked out boxcars on diagnosis, sedated Badass-Moustache,
> and carted him orf to sickbay.
>
> One of the passengers had freaked out at Curly's announcement, Nikki
> botched talking him down, and got sent switchoff for her trouble.  Curly
> took over by default, but I pointed out that, as Curly had only a
> limited mate's ticket (starships and spaceships not exceeding 5000 dton)
> and there was no un-incapacitated master's ticket holder, limited or
> otherwise, available (Moustache was tripping balls, El Capitane was not
> on board), he legally had to get Das Boot docked at the nearest D-class
> or better port.
>
> "Bloody hell - paying _attention_ to licenses, paperwork, etc _in good
> faith_ - that's a first for us" - Herr Sweep
>
>
>  
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