I was ambused. a surprise attack from the fog. my folks in a last attempt to break me from the fandom, unleashed a broadside on me and ranked me with 15 inch shells. they said that god would not approve of my choices. they also said that if my late grandma knew what i was doing she would be heartbroken. so they shot right at my waterline and ruptured my hull. i fired back and made a run for it, leaving a oil slick behind.

so im heading for the repair dock, also known as the arms if friends. there i will be taken out of water and into dry dock for repairs.