Rule 5: Willie D is not allowed near the missile store - Admiral Garen Crownguard (A/N An alternative list post on forum by Tabasco because I couldn't think of a different way to do the muffin rule other than how CV12Hornet did it)


William D Porter wanted to cry as she wandered through the massive coastal fortress. She and her classmates in the 31st Destroyer class had come to the Point Loma Naval Defense fortress on a field trip to see the defensive emplacements that stood guard over the United States and more specifically the Naval Fortress San Diego as the city was now called. As San Diego had lost its once thriving international trade and the amount of military personal and bases increased rapidly the city of course changed, as had all coastal cities. The massive skyscrapers had been brought down in the first few relentless Abyssal attacks and in their place was a series of large futuristic buildings designed to be resistant even artillery fire. The entire city had changed in reaction to the new enemy of humanity, and the cruisers wanted them to see that first hand.

The massive multi layered naval fort that had been assembled along the west coast of the United States was a maze. The fortress was one of many that ran along the west coast of the United States to defend it, and Willie D was hopelessly lost within its maze like interior. She had topped to go to the bathroom and when she emerged her class was nowhere to be found. If she could just find her way to the outside she could make her way back to the entrance but she just seemed to be working her way deeper into the massive labyrinth like structure.

After about twenty minutes she managed to find her way to a ladder that lead up. Climbing she entered a somewhat large room with a steel door on one side, likely facing west. Inside the room was what appeared to be a weapon system of some kind. She guessed a Short Ranged Missile Pod as she knew that this fortress didn't have any Long Range Missiles in it, those were further inland. Sighing she sat down with her back against the missile pods and pulled off one of her shoes as her feet hurt from walking on the concrete for so long. After massaging her sore feet for a few minutes she began to look around for a way out, or to open the missile doors. Walking around to towards the side of the pod she saw what looked like a control panel, glancing at it it was fore the missile's themselves and not the door. As she made a mental note not to touch it she tripped over her own feet and fell onto the panel. With a loud roar the missile pods opened and their rockets ignited, "Awe, crud!"

As Willie covered her face the missiles shot straight into the steel doors and exploded.


Portland sighed as she surveyed the damage alongside the Colonel in charge of the fortress. The three foot steel doors that guarded the launcher were toast, as was the launcher itself. The opening they would have fired from was now a gaping hole from the area where the doors and their machinery had punched through the concrete as it was blown out. The room was a mess as the explosion had inflicted structural damage and destroyed a massive amount of the equipment that had previously occupied the room for either the launcher or the doors.

"I am reporting this to Admiral Crownguard. Just so we're clear," The Colonel said as he surveyed the damage. Portland sighed before looking a Willie D who was a sobbing shivering mess, crying into Iowa's chest as the battleship held her protectively. Said battleship was glaring at both Portland and the Colonel, "Why was it not noticed that Willie wasn't with the group? Why was this area not guarded while the tour went through? The Admiral warned you that you needed to take extra precautions! You're right, the Admiral will hear about this, when I recommend he officially write you up for INCOMPETENCE! And Portland, you were in charge of Willie's group! I divided this tour into groups with five destroyers per each cruiser so that it would be easier to keep an eye on things! The other cruisers didn't have any problems, what's your excuse?"