Space Dandy Ship Novels & Stories

After a few minutes of walking the catwalks, his destination came into view. Attached to Docking Bay Alpha-Centauri-12 was a most peculiar ship. The three kilometer long vessel did not wield an armored prow, barely any superstructure to mention. If anything the bow looked more like an Alligator head. The main hull was relatively slender, blending with the larger bow head in the front, and the large engine bay in the back. The hull was flanked by two large flight-pods At the stern there were eight huge engines mounted around the main hull. Each engine had about a quarter of the total length of the ship. Overall the ship looked well armored. He tried, but Goradin could not find many lights ind

Ze preferred to act on information, not feelings. There was no hidden force that bound the galaxy. In fact, there were seven of them, and they were all known and quantifiable. And now that the two of them got a good look at the inside, at how the ship worked, it dawned on them its true purpose. It was a true blockade runner. They collectively named the ship the Accursed Bootlegger, then joked about running moonshine across the galaxy with some kind of space dog, and having adventures on the frontier.

The thousands of blank, un-printed vellum sails above its decks billowed with our valley’s wind, their smooth surfaces free of lines, columns, or red ink. "That's not the Spire, Sara," Xander said, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seemed to rise directly from the pebbles beneath his feet. "Look at the draft of the hull. It's riding high. It’s not carrying a cargo of iron type-set or filing cabinets. It’s carrying empty space."

Xanne and Dantzler both seem confused and the look of confusion on Xanne's face quickly switches to absolute anger as he sees a massive flame of rainbows descending from the ship separately. Xanne: No, no, noooooo!! I swear that girl is doing this on purpose at this point she knows the problem and consequences that come with this she's literally our time-space battery!!! The ship cannot run on infinite power without her physically attached to it!! DAAANTZLEER!!!! WE'RE GOING OUT RIGHT NOW!! (In the park trees are thrown everywhere as Dantzler is swiftly dodging left and right to avoid four trees at a time coming to pummel him, the fountain in the center and the benches surrounding it all thr

He indicated a sleek, fast courier ship. "The Silver Dart. Lightly armored, but fast. If we can reach it—" A shadow fell over us. It wasn't a cloud. It was too solid. Too geometric. The wind picked up. It whipped the trees into a frenzy. The sound of heavy thrusters drowned out the confused murmurs of the civilians behind us. I looked up. Descending from the upper atmosphere, blocking the sun, was a warship. It wasn't a drop-ship. It was a Dreadnought. Its hull was painted silver and blue. It bristled with kinetic cannons and gravity-dampening arrays.

The landing pad we'd been designated came up as if on some sort of feed and they zoomed in on my ship. "A few nicks and dings, but nothing major. She has been looked after." "The girl can fly," Icaan said, nodding my way. "It was your ship, then, love?" he asked, glancing at me again for only a moment. "Aye and I made sure she was regularly cleaned out and maintained. Replace the few parts Icaan had to remove and she'll run for another ten years for sure." "I doubt many who would buy one this old are interested in running her so much as making her shiny and showing her off now and then, but you never know. They were a fast model and a good sized cargo space."

And then, on the horizon, a speck appeared, growing larger with each passing moment. As we watched, a magnificent shuttlecraft descended from the sky, its massive form casting a long shadow on the ground. The sleek vessel, designed to seat six with an expansive cargo hold, hovered effortlessly just a foot over the ground. David's eyes sparkled with pride as he declared, "This is Atlantis's own Star fleet, she is one of four, top of the line, and all yours! – my gift to you."

Nikolai, the one that had picked us up last night raise a brow. "You don't need those," his baritone voice filled the space. He wasn't bad at all. He was just a few inches shorter than hot daddy. Strong shoulders. Built muscles. Too hot to be doing daddy duties. Just like hot daddy, but he had this playful grin to his face, unlike hot daddy, and it made him less appealing. "Please, daddy. Grant me this one. It's my Christmas wish," Sonia whined, wriggling in her seat like a child throwing a meaningless tantrum.

they took them to places they had never seen before around Azu. The nature and purpose of the great devices they were permitted to see were described, together with their glorious place in the chapter's history. Ragnar filled the stage of ancient battles with the forces of chaos from the Dark Ages conquered by the Fang himself with awe. He watched in awe as the giant airship ascended, knowing that he would now encounter a powerful ship capable of breaking through the air barriers around Fenris and traveling unimaginable distances between the stars. As the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months, he became more and more accustomed to his new role and position. He knew the nam

They kept walking until Rai felt a rush of cold wind as they approached an open door. “Morning, Mr. Z, Miss Landon.” “Morning, Derrick. Easy seas today?” “A bit rougher than expected, Sir, so we are using the Dunbar.” The Dunbar was similar to a miniature yacht and handled rough seas better than the smaller cabin cruiser he had originally requested. “Good choice.”