FTL: Faster Than Light

The HMS Tribble was on fire. Every single room from the engine room to my recently purchased drone control room was being consumed one tiny square at a time. The valiant Captain Jack Jack was frantically attempting to regain control of the helm, while the other two surviving crew members -- the brave Weapons Officer Beth Buttons and the ingenious Engineering Officer Jerry Trifle -- were working together to get weapons back online. A hull breach appeared, then another, then another. Red was flashing everywhere, and now the oxygen was running out. 

The enemy ship, a Rebel fighter, was almost forgotten, but not for long. The sound of a teleporter rang through the corridors of the Tribble -- boarders had arrived. An insane move from my foe, the invaders would die with my crew when the ship inevitably explodes, I thought. They ran straight for the weapon control room, where Officers Buttons and Trifle were already close to death. Blasters fired, and I was down two more crewmen. 

Only Captain Jack Jack was still alive. He had actually managed to put out the fire in helm control, but he could do no more. He stood down and waited to face death from the hands of the boarding party, but the cowards would not comply. They teleported out and then sent in a mine, my worst nightmare. The explosion rocked the ship, and then she was no more, the hull being utterly ripped apart. Those were the final moments of the HMS Tribble, fifteen minutes into starting my first game of FTL: Faster Than Light. I've never had so much fun failing. 

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