The Problem with Aliens

“Ahoy crew members, IronAngel here,” the deep voice of the captain resonated over the carefully tuned speakers located throughout the MLS Shovel. Each of the view screens on the ship flickered, and an extra window with a view of the bridge popped up in the corner overlaying whatever had been displayed on each. “I know…

Raptor Attack!

Captain Eldarwen turned to her senior officers. “I was just informed that the MLS P. Bunny and the MLS P. Ninja have some leads to follow up on. I haven’t heard anything from the MLS D. Shovel as of yet. I think that we should- ” She cut off suddenly, the sound of Timmy’s voice…

Communication from Another World

“Progress, Lt. Commander?” Kistoway looked up from the maps. Witchy stood to her side looking out into the vast darkness beyond the bridge. So much out there hadn’t been plotted yet. For all of the charts and maps the MLS P. Ninja had on board, there were some things they couldn’t possible know yet. It…

After Timmy!

“All systems are a go, Captain,” Lt. Wolfy reported from her station. Elyndra nodded, her normally smiling face a bit serious. “Then we need to get underway.” Wolfy gave a sharp jerk of her head in acknowledgement as she began to bark orders to the bridge crew. They all scrambled to their stations. The tension…

Let’s Party!

Rolling her eyes at the crews of the MLS D. Shovel and, more so the MLS P. Ninja, Captain Eldarwen turned towards her cadets. “Planning is for those with nothing better to do, and there are far better things to be done – like having a kick-off party!” A cheer rose from the cadets and…

A Tactical Shovel for Everyone!

“Screw bottle duck flight lieutenant!” A robotic voice called to the group of cadets currently on their tour of the SSA Academy. Timmy came around the corner; he made a beeline for the cadets, continuing to shout random senseless phrases at them. “That’s Timmy; he picks up random words and tries to string them together.…

Meeting the Raptors

Construction on the MLS C. Baty was slowly nearing completion. From the deck above, WitchyRobyn, Captain of the MLS P. Ninja, eyed the progress with something akin to pride over a plan coming to fruition. It was a good feeling and one she was ready to share with the other instructors. “See here, recruits, this…