get airborne

Only a handful of American pilots were able to get airborne and engage their Japanese attackers at Pearl Harbor—George Welch and Kenneth Taylor were two of them. Caught off guard after an all-night party at an officers’ club, Welch and Taylor sped some 10 miles to the airfield where their P-40 pursuit planes were parked and took off under enemy fire. When they ran out of ammunition, they landed, reloaded and took off again. Vastly outnumbered by Japanese bombers in the skies over Oahu, Welch and Taylor shot down at least six enemy planes and damaged several more. For their actions on December 7, 1941, they became the first recipients of the Distinguished Service Cross in World War II. Take a look back at the astonishing heroism displayed by these two young men on that dark day nearly 75 years ago.

United States Army Air Corps.


“Go go go go go!” Peter’s voice sounds from behind you as you rush into the ship, climbing the ladder to the controls. He’s right behind you after shutting the hatch door, and the gunshots rock the ship as you try to get airborne.

Finally, you’re up and away, and both you and Peter sit in the same chair, you practically on top of him. “What the he’ll did we steal for all that violence?” You ask. Reaching in his pocket, Peter pulls out a purple gem, no bigger then your thumbnail, and your eyes grow wide. Even with its small size, it’s beautiful.

“This,” he says, twisting the jewel around in his hand, “is worth all the money you can imagine. A certain Lord would pay a lot for this.”

Mouth still wide open, you take the gem and twist it around, watching as it’s colors shift from shades of purple to blue, just by how the light hits it. “It’s beautiful.”

“Yeah, it is,” Peter responds, and you don’t know he’s looking at you, not the gem.

Giving it back to him, you stand up. “So, where to next, Starlord?”

He grins. “It sounds weird when you say it.”

“Shut up.”

Nobuo Fujita (1911-1997)

Nobuo Fujita, a Japanese Naval Aviator, had an interesting story unlike any other. He was deployed aboard the submarine I-25, piloting the single E14Y “Glen” it carried.

On the morning of December 7, 1941, I-25 was patrolling near Hawaii. Fujita’s plane was having maintenance concerns, meaning he couldn’t get airborne for the initial reconnaissance missions. After the attack, I-25 patrolled along the West Coast of the United States, attacking US military shipping operations.

On the sub’s second deployment, this time to Sydney, Australia (1942), Fujita was tasked with scouting out Sydney Harbor as well as several other points of military value.

On the third, I-25 and her crew were tasked with watching Alaska in anticipation of the Aleutian Campaign. On June 21, 1942, Fujita was on the deck of his sub as it attacked Fort Stevens, Oregon. This was the only time an American military installation was attacked in the continental United States. The only damage to the Fort was the destruction of the backstop on its baseball field.

On I-25′s last cruise in September, 1942, Fujita had an entirely new mission- starting forest fires to disrupt the American Pacific war effort. He bombed twice near Brookings, Oregon, on September 9 and 29, 1942. The bombings were largely ineffective. I-25 sank two American cargo ships and a Soviet submarine on her way home, the latter by accident.

In 1944, Fujita was reassigned to the training of kamikaze pilots. He opened a hardware store after the Second World War ended.

In 1962, the city of Brookings invited him for a visit. He gifted the city his family’s 400-year-old sword, which he had planned to commit suicide with if the Americans would not forgive him. He planted trees at the bomb sites as an apology.

Fujita visited Brookings several more times before his death on September 30, 1997, at the age of 85. His daughter spread his ashes at the bomb site in 1998.

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I really love skarmory in concept, but then its wings are just so dumb. Like how can it even get airborne with three long silly feathers sticking out of its shoulders? and like you cant even blame it on the rule of cool because its not. So I tried to make it look a little more bird-y, and I’m pretty fond of the result! pretty happy with everything about this really…

American Aircraft at Pearl Harbour


During the attack on Pearl Harbor a few of these P-40 Warhawks managed to get airborne and score a few kills against Japanese aircraft.


Along with the P-40 some P-36 fighters managed to get in the air on the day as well. These fighters manged to get themselves at least two recorded kills on zero fighters.


There were about 14 P-26 peashooters based on Hawaii luckily none were destroyed.


A few B-17 bombers where stationed in the area at the time, at the end of the attack 4 B-17′s remained undamaged.


Although by ‘41 the B-12 was no longer the best of the bombers the US had there were still some stationed at Hawaii during the attack. By the end of the attack 3 remained undamaged. 


At the time of the attack there were 33 B-18 bombers stationed on Hawaii none of which managed to get in the air in time, at the end of the attack only 11 remained of the 33.


There was one photo reconnaissance variant B-24 at Hawaii but it was destroyed during the attack.


A few of the A-20 Havoc bombers were destroyed during the attack. After the attack on pearl harbor the surviving A-20 Havoc’s were sent out in search of Japanese ships.

Fighting Back on Dec 7th

402 American aircraft were present on Oahu on the morning of December 7th; of those, only a bare handful managed to get airborne and bring the fight back to the Japanese.

George Welch and Kenneth Taylor

Perhaps the most famous of the pilots that managed to fight back were Welch and Taylor, two Army pilots who commandeered a pair of P-40B Warhawk fighters from Haleiwa Auxiliary Airfield and began hunting.  The two had been awoken by sounds of the attack and drove to the field to meet their fighters, which due to a lack of .50 caliber ammunition were armed only with the .30 caliber wing guns.  Welch and Taylor quickly sighted a group of Aichi Val dive bombers over Ewa Field and tore into them; Taylor shot down at least two of the Vals and severely damaged a third, while Welch one destroyed and another damaged.  The pair landed at the devastated Wheeler Field to refuel and rearm for a second sortie, this time with .50 caliber ammunition included.  Avoiding near-certain destruction by strafing on takeoff, they entered a formation of Zeros and began firing; Welch would shoot down another Val and a Zero during the engagement, with Taylor picking off a third Val despite being injured.  Once again out of ammunition, the pilots landed at Haleiwa and returned by car to Wheeler.  Both Welch and Taylor were recommended for the Medal of Honor by General Arnold, but received Distinguished Service Crosses for their actions on December 7th.

Philip Rasmussen

Woken up by the sound of bombs exploding outside his barracks, Rasmussen ran outside to his P-36 Hawk dressed only in his pajamas.  He and three other pilots managed to get airborne from Wheeler and were ordered to Kaneohe Bay to meet the second wave of the attack.  Despite flying heavily underclassed aircraft and unfavorable odds, Rasmussen managed to shoot down one Zero before being badly damaged and loosing control of his aircraft.  He landed at Wheeler without brakes, rudder controls, or a tail wheel; later examination by ground crew counted over 500 bullet holes in his aircraft.  For his actions on December 7th he received the Silver Star.

Two pilots attempted to take off from Bellows Field in P-40Bs during the attack, George Whiteman and Samuel Bishop; Bishop was shot down shortly after takeoff and crashed into the ocean, which Whiteman was killed as his plane crashed at the end of the runway.

From Wheeler Field, John Dains flew two sorties in a P-40B and one in a P-36, reporting one Zero shot down before being hit by friendly anti-aircraft fire and crashing into the ocean.

The final aerial kill of the day was reported by Harry Brown, who shot down a Zero as it returned to its carrier from the second wave.  Friendly fire would continue to take its toll for the rest of the day as nervous anti-aircraft gunners fired at whatever they saw, expecting another attack; five aircraft from Enterprise were lost this way as they approached the harbor that afternoon.

The survivors of the day’s combat.  From left to right, 2nd Lt. Brown, 2nd Lt. Rasmussen, 2nd Lt. Welch, 2nd Lt. Taylor, and 1st Lt. Sanders.

While the heroic actions of the pilots did little to soften the blow of the Japanese attack, they provided a much needed morale boost to the soldiers and sailors still reeling from the surprise attack, giving them the sense that they could fight back and prevail even against enormous odds.

Mahri vs Shadow Takanuva

So, the Toa Mahri would actually be the perfect team to take out the army of Shadow Takanuvas.

1. They have Jaller. He’s a great strategist, and he knows Takanuva better than anyone. Even evil versions are going to fight in a somewhat similar way, and they can plan around that.

2. Hahli’s mask can copy the powers of Rahi native to the environment she’s in. If she was in the sky, she could copy the Klakk’s scream.

3. A Toa of Air and a Toa who commands gravity can get Hahli airborne and keep her afloat (or Nuparu could just make her a jetpack), allowing her to use the scream and start curing the shadow Takanuvas. If they were being particularly clever, Kongu’s air powers could be used to make the scream carry further over a large radius to make sure they got ALL of them.

The battle would be over in about ten seconds.

Dealing with a hundred murderous shadow Takanuvas? Easy.

Dealing with a hundred confused and traumatised Takanuvas who all need a hug?

…Not so easy.

“I don’t suppose we could get them to form an orderly line…?”

“Hahli, it’s Takanuva.”

“They can’t ALL be Takanuva.”

“Simple way to find out. Hey, you! Kohlii head!”

(100 voices answer “Yeah?”)

“They’re all Takanuva.”

Art by Waen and her commissions are open

In honor of Hijikata’s Birthday, I put up two fics. One where Hijikata and Gintoki get hit with an airborne aphrodisiac and one where Kagura can’t sleep, so Gintoki entertains her and Hijikata gets dragged into it.

Also! A preview for something else I’ve got in the works! Enjoy! 

Hijikata was moving onto his second batch of paperwork when his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and smirked to himself before putting his pen down to answer.

“This better be good.”

Now that’s no way to greet me.

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Getting Airborne

We, as naturally aeronautically-challenged beings, romantasise the freedom and serenity of flight, often without any consideration for the supreme physical effort required to achieve that first gravity-defying moment at lift-off. The Cerambycid Longhorn Beetles do a stellar job of de-romantasising the act of getting airborne…..

(click images for individual IDs in captions)

by Sinobug (itchydogimages) on Flickr.
Pu’er, Yunnan and Beijing, China

See more Chinese beetles on my Flickr site HERE…..

.v: sempiternal - hc - 002

The Starscourge can be traced to an organism that officially eludes all scientific efforts to categorize it. The miniscule things both fall under the category of viruses, and yet it is also described as parasitic organisms. The things appear to be sentient, and are quite virulent when they attack a target. These organisms reside in the blood, and concentrate in the heart, lungs, brain and spinal column of the one known carrier, and their odd characteristics give the carrier seemingly endless life and youth. 

As for infection, the Starscourge has both active and passive diffuse mechanism. Passive infection occurs when the Scourge carrier stays at once place for an extended period of time - the fauna and flora get infected first, through airborne mechanism. Eventually, when the carrier stays put long enough, the area in contact with it gets saturated with darkness, and fauna and insects get warped into daemon state, while the flora wither and die off. 

Active infection occurs when an uninfected person gets scratched or bitten by the Scourge carrier or any other fauna or human warped into daemon state. Here, the infection is almost instantaneous, only hours will pass before the patient gets fully infected and overrun by the disease. Other known active infection methods involve exchange of body fluids, using utensils used by infected patients, etc. 

Symptoms of the Starscourge include hypersensitivity against sunlight, disfigurement of the overall physiology of an infected patient as they warp into daemon state, delirium, high fever and black tar-like substance leaking out of the infected’s orifices. 

There is currently no known cure for the Scourge; the last working cure was lost when the imperial family of Solheim ordered the massacre of the entire house of Furvamors.

staid, the illusion of movement
in one place.  your hands

gripping wood-planks,
pulling up splinters,

beams of memory.
this is where we laid our roots,

a home of four walls
and empty hallways.

the porchlight snuffs out
a yellow faux-flame.

there is no escape from this.

through the window-pane,

a rolling valley view,
all plush treetops and embers,

the fire of fall
licking up

the once-green leaves.
no one says this is wrong,

a get-up-and-go
without warning or announcement.

they will wonder on your whereabouts,
I being content

to let them question.
here and gone, untied to land

and no hope of getting airborne.

in georgia the air tastes
like sweet tea and summer,

heat like a fur-hide
and animal teeth.  the sun

is a kiss leaving you wanting.
in indiana

god is a commonplace thing,
the holy number of three

appearing at random.
in georgia

god is a cool breeze.

I will mourn this house, with
its’ easily forgotten rafters,

these rooms full of pleasant ache,
nostalgia huddled

in every corner.
the wind will hurry us

out from under this roof,
ice-like-November hands,

sweeping the dust of our lives
out from this ugly carpet.

I will mourn this house,
several states away,

remembering how the doorknob cracks
like a firing gunshot,

the spotted walls and my


we drove past the field where
the wright brothers tested their plane.

among the golden rows,

sunlight skimming the history
of the site we couldn’t see.

behind us is your blue porch,
and this route

will never take us to georgia,
home a straight shot of cramped

seating and crying and slipping
into sleep.  home is not so far.

we will keep driving.


Gif source:  Sam  |  Redwing

Imagine meeting Sam Wilson after the first test flight of his Redwing prototype goes awry and shatters through your window.

——— Request for Bixbi ———

When you’d heard the crash, you’d nearly dropped your cup of water, “What the hell?” Rushing into the other room, your eyes scan the walls until they meet the shattered window, the broken glass leading them to he culprit, which looked to be some kind of remote control flying toy, “Damn kids.”

You were grumbling to yourself as you moved towards it, watching it glitch out on your floor as it tried to get airborne again in vain, considering one wing was bent and broken, “Excuse me?”

You jump again, looking towards your broken window with wide eyes to find none other than a man in a suit with wings, flying outside your window apologetically, “What the hell?” The repetition makes him chuckle, before pointing towards the broken machine on your floor.

“My bad. Sorry about that,” he dips into your window easily enough, and surprisingly, considering the wingspan that he’d had a moment before. “I’m Sam Wilson, but you may know me as the Falcon.”

You frown, crossing your arms at the smiling man, “I know you as the guy who broke my window.”

Somehow, that only makes his smile widen as he nods, “Fair enough. How about I get that fixed?”

12 needs to learn the science behind why we find certain things cute because otherwise he’s just going to think he gets attacked by airborne parasites every time he looks at Clara.