01:13 <Azander> !mission

01:13 <LunchBot> You attempt to use the Penrose process to power an interstellar spacecraft. You are rusticated for contumacy.

01:31 <packbart> longer days but still cold at night

01:33 <packbart> https://turmbau.uni-mundsburg.de/?v=2024-01-15 vs https://turmbau.uni-mundsburg.de/?v=2024-06-15

01:33 <packbart> hrm. looks like I need to get into the office on Monday and clean out that spiderweb

07:24 <Eddi|zuHause> !mission

07:24 <LunchBot> You decide to do something about the thermite infestation in the astronaut complex. Always Look On the Bright Side of Life begins to play.

07:27 <Eddi|zuHause> everybody just one serving of thermite.

07:28 <Althego> hehe

07:29 <Althego> is that h intentional?

07:29 <Eddi|zuHause> i would think so?

07:30 <Althego> so while the astronaut complex is on fire, the music plays. fitting end

07:31 <Eddi|zuHause> at least it's a very... bright... fire

15:26 <raptop> !mission

15:26 <LunchBot> Jeb, Bill and Bob all leave the controls to eat dinner, leaving a random greyshirt in charge. You may be Jeb's favorite, maybe! (maybe)

15:26 <raptop> Now you are the graysuit

15:28 <sandbox> !mission

15:28 <LunchBot> To avoid conflicting unit definitions you invent your own unit system. Your solar panel collides with terrain and is destroyed.

15:29 <Althego> must have measured the altitude incorrectly

15:31 <raptop> well, actually it was the units of impulse for the RCS thrusters...

15:32 <Althego> yes but it resulted in an incorrect altitude, and it would have been too complicated to react that way

15:34 <raptop> I'll accept that

19:11 <sandbox> !mission

19:11 <LunchBot> You try a twelve-degree approach to land at Island Runway 09. At least the bomb squad successfully set off the bomb.

19:14 <Althego> i guess airport security failed

20:00 <Mat2ch> !mission

20:00 <LunchBot> Thou must build thy rocket, then thou must count down. Then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Your rocket clips into The Backrooms.

20:04 <sandbox> they found The Backrooms

20:09 <Mat2ch> They have the holy hand grenate of Antioch. They are safe.

20:10 <Mat2ch> *grenade

21:06 <Eddi|zuHause> !mission

21:06 <LunchBot> The potholes in your runway are a serious hazard, but you can't fill them in because they're a habitat for the very rare Pothole Weevil. Erwin Schrödinger kills you like a cat in a box. Maybe.

21:08 <Eddi|zuHause> if the environmental protectionists learn about how schrödinger maybe killed their weevil...