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  1. The first of three installments of the Iron Horses series, and also my first story here anyway Enjoy, Kenji ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We wake up to the same sound every morning. Constant gunfire. The axis have pushed us back and we were the last ones, the last five left from our squad. We peer from the trenches to see the dust settle, the carnage that lay before me is nullifying. I couldn’t breath, freinds lay before me soaked in their own blood, I fell to the floor. Sarge pulled me up and we got back in the tank. We moved on as if nothing happened, it felt wrong, I stared at the floor in despair. “It’s not your fault” spoke a whisper, I look up to see Karl loading the next shell ready just in case, he repeated harsher this time, “It’s not your fault, look alive then” I started with a look of desperation at him, and simply said “How can I know on that we could have saved them?” He proceeded to ignore my question, maybe he thought it was rhetorical, but who cares anyway. He began to tell me a story about a mission in that he was the sole survivor due to a local taking him in and helping him recover, suddenly Ernst, The commander of the tank, turned and screamed “BRACE!” slamming the roof shut. It was then we were hit, a lone Panzer of in the distance had shot out the track, we fired back but to no success, we were out of Armour Penetration Rounds and only had High Explosive left, the second shell hit us and Ernst was flung from his seat into the tanks underlay, we were in grave danger. Our radio operator James was already on the lines calling for assistance, he flicked through the channels all to be dead, just plain silence. It all fell away in the blink of an eye. I knew, I knew what was to happen next, I was going to die here. I think we all knew it was our time. Time ceased as the third shot was fired, the tank was ablaze. Now I am the only one left, some time has passed but these scars may never heal. As I was dragged to the bomber I felt nothing, it was all a blur, where were they? Where was James? Where was Ernst and the other crew? The machinegun fire faded away and the humble whir of the bombers engines was all there was as I was flooded by medics and emergency personnel, I was loosing blood fast, as the plane dived to perform a landing I blacked out. We had landed in US soil and I was at last safe from harm, nothing could hide the nightmares I keep having as I see the massacre over and over, men cut down like butter to a hot knife, they fell to the MG fire of the Germans. I needed to go back. I needed to fight again. I was given the privilege much sooner than hoped and was back to the hangar within a week, as the new commander of my squadron I was the oldest and most experienced commander of the squad, and the only one to see combat. I felt a despair in my heart to see so many young men, I knew what lay ahead. We marched on and waited at the mouth of the Gulf and marched on to the desert, we were immediately met with enemy Panzer fire, we took cover to identify the primary targets, sure enough there it was! The prized Wüstenfuchs in his Tiger I tank, we crawled forwards slowly, a thunderous sound rang through the desert valley we had been spotted “M3 DOWN!” screamed Jacobs the Tiger had begun its assault, followed by its ensemble of Panzer VI’s. We fell like flies. We returned fire, “600 meters and counting commander!” I gave the order and we destroyed two of the six Panzer VI’s it was not met without consequence as the Tiger was beginning to flank the right as the other three Panzer VI’s flanked the right, the coms were wild, I begun to fade out and imagine back in France when I lost everyone “ORDERS COMMANDER!” exclaimed Jacobs, “Never back down advance and push forwards” I commanded the remaining tanks. We began our assault on the Tiger and managed to cripple its left track and before I could react the Tiger fired dead at the center of our right armour and dazed the crew, I couldn’t see anything just a blur of sand and steel, a sharp ringing in my ears, our gunner Reynolds was dead, I took his duty and unloaded a shell into a hull of a Panzer VI sending a flurry of shrapnel everywhere, we had the upper hand at last! I heard a ringing again getting louder and louder, the commander of the Churchill next to me screamed at me with the full force of his lungs “Stuka!” I look to the sky in horror, a haze of yellow and white screaming at me with the full power of its engine, they began their strafe of our light tanks, dropping bombs and firing their cannons, it looked grim. I saw the Tiger behind the rocks slipping away, “Load the damn gun Jacobs” and sure enough he loaded the cannon, I took a breath and time slowed, I squeezed the trigger releasing the shell full force into the ammo racks of the Tiger, it was no more. I had won. I clambered out of my tank and looked around, I was copied by the remaining tank crews. We rejoiced for now as we had won!
  2. WELCOME!!! So this is the.... uh..... I think... 4t- no 5th story that I've written for the forum so far. In this story, the Peoples Republic of the National States (PRNS) have declared their independence from the National States of Kerbin. Now, Gene has been enlisted to the Air Force, and has to fight for his country, and attempt to end this rebellion. This is... Written by: DarkOwl57 Contents Intro: Gene's Story Part 1 Chapter 1: The End of the World Chapter 2: A Legends Beginning Chapter 3: First Flight Chapter 4: First Fight Chapter 5: Breakthrough Chapter 6: The Battle Chapter 7: Promotion Chapter 8: Wernher's (2nd) Invention Chapter 9 (Finale of Part 1): The Unknown Part 2 Intermission and Chapter 10: Cheating Death Chapter 11: Stop that Thief! Chapter 12: The 100th Eclipse Chapter 13: To the Sea (Some issues with the forums means the font's messed up; Hopefully this'll get fixed soon) Chapter 14: Battle of the East Isles (This is getting really annoying ) Chapter 15: The Split (Ah fughetaboutit; I've just learned to accept it at this point) Chapter 16: On the Defense Chapter 17: The Mission More to come! For everyone who reads, likes, and encourages me in my typing, Thank you. -Your author
  3. So everyone, this is the story that really kicked off my writing career. The storyline is.......... Oh dear lord... But I've decided that you guys should see this in its true form. Prepare for many poor writing choices, a storyline with an equivalent that's worse than Twilight, and some quirky authors notes in between. Hope you all enjoy.... The First Great War Contents Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4, 5, & 6
  4. “The sky is the limit only for those who aren't afraid to fly!” ― Bob Bello, Sci-Fi Almanac, 2010 August 8th: Well, the goverment has called me up and asked me to be one of the first Kerbals to join the Kerbonaut team. After all, I was an Air Force pilot, so I guess I would be a candidate. Just as I was finishing my packing, a big black limousine pulled up to my apartment, and a man wearing a government ID stepped out of the vehicle. I started putting all my luggage in the hallway when the elevator door opened and out stepped... Gene Kerman. He shook my hand vigorously, and helped me take my gear to the elevator. As we descended the twelve floors to the ground, Gene handed me the profiles of the 3 other Kerbonauts who had been chosen. Bob Kerman, Scientist. Bill Kerman, Engineer. And Valentina Kerman, Pilot. I was stunned at the last name in the list. Val... Val... Yes! Valentina Kerman! She was in the Air Force with me. She had risen to the rank of Senior Airman, before the horrible accident that claimed the life of her co-pilot. After the trauma, she left the Air Force to recover. As Gene led me to the limo, I saw the silhouette of another man sitting in the back of the vehicle. When I stepped into the car, the world famous scientist Wherner Von Kerman greeted me as I sat down and settled in for the ride. As we approached the airport, Gene and Wherner clinked glasses and we toasted to my safety and the further discovery of space. A government official saluted me as we boarded Gene's two engine jet. A few hours later, Gene told me that we were flying over the last stretch of open land before the large mountain range that lead to the KSC. I felt the landing gear of the aircraft touch the runway, and I was greeted by another KSC staff member, who smiled and saluted just like the man at the airport. He guided me to a smaller vehicle that would take me to the Astronaut Complex. And with that, my new career in spaceflight began. ~Jeb
  5. Hi guys! I've decided to start my own KSP novel. This novel was heavily inspired by CalculusWarrior's A Planet Divided: The Story of Kerbin's Kold War, and has a similar premise. I'll try my best to keep this story updated with at least a chapter per month, and hopefully we can keep this thread going for a few years. I'll also add in a bunch of lore as well (maps, history, etc.) If enough people request it. Hope you guys enjoy! NOTE: Some of the images in this novel were made entirely from scratch using blender. I just want to clarify that I make no legal claims to any of this material. You may use it however you like. Download Link [PDF]: (WIP, new link coming soon) Table of Contents PROLOGUE CHAPTER 1
  6. Cross Kountry; A KSP Adventure A group of explorers has been selected by the KSC to go on a treacherous drive to the top of the world, and to regions unknown. With danger and action aplenty, the group must use all of their wit and courage to survive the most intense event of their lives. Written by DarkOwl57 (Hopefully) Daily Updates!!! Rated 5 stars by Kerbal Weekly and the National News. "One of the best action-adventures of the year!" -Jongby Kerman, Selective Reader magazine
  7. Starbound Kerbal space program novel and AAR Prologue Kerbin is dying,slowly but surely she is fading away. We kerbals as a species only have ourselves to blame, the great war saw to that, how stupid were we to use atomic devices as weapons, true enough we were fully aware of the damage it would cause to city's and kerbals, but we completely overlooked the lasting damage it would cause to the planet. Well now we're paying for it. The war ended as soon as we realised our mistake but it was too late, the damage had already been dealt, at first it was the wildlife that succumbed to the toxic clouds. shortly after the vegetation began to disappear until all we was left with was a few hardy plants which had become poisonous to eat. Our thriving civilization became endangered quickly and millions died from starvation, we were soon about to be extinct. Then as luck would have it, fate decided to throw us a bone, the barren wasteland started to became greener, although not with trees,plants or grass. It was green algae. The algae had adapted and flourished, it was enough to sustain our greatly reduced population and in our underground hives we managed to carve out a new way of life, at least the future didn't look quite as bleak, There were some side effects to our new way of life, are skin turned from grey to green and our growth was stunted and we became shorter as a species but these were changes we could live with. For 50 years we lived in our hives and repopulated our civilization, we were no longer just groups of survivors any more, New nations appeared and we became a little like we used to be before the war. Now it seems we have a new problem, we're not sure if it was the radiation or the toxic clouds but something has changed how much oxygen the algae is producing. Out of the frying pan and into the fire, we've survived radiation poisoning and starvation, but it looks like suffocation might be our demise. Restrictions have been put in place to stop population growth but a more permanent and effective solution must be found. It was a scientist named Wernher Von Kerman who came up with a rather radical and risky solution. He announced that "instead of trying to fix a whole broken planet, it might be easier and less costly just to find another one". The idea was met with much criticism, but it was the only realistic idea we'd found. Kerbals had never left the planet or been in space, but we did have well proven rocket technology which had been used to deliver the nuclear weapons during the war, Wernher himself had designed much of the technology during the war as a young scientist. We spent 6 years building a new space center on the surface, in a moderately safe area of the equator for pursuit of our new goal and finally we were ready to explore the heavens.
  8. Heyya folks I've been a long-time forum-lurker, and finally got around to creating an account. I started playing way back in 0.19, and by 0.21 (still long before Career raised it's head) I'd decided that I needed something more concrete to keep my KSP going. I decided to start from scratch, and write down the stories of my successes (and failures) as they happened. The project grew, and grew, and GREW, and the page-count spiraled out of control. v0.22, then 0.23 came along, then 0.24 and 0.25, then 0.9's beta, then 1.0's release, and still the darned thing wouldn't end! Eventually, I just decided that I had to draw a line somewhere, and started editing, trying to trim back the page-count to something more manageable. And so, after many, many, many hours of blood, sweat, tears and asplosions, I'd like to present the chronicles of my Kerbal Space Program career for your (hopefully) enjoyment. It's been an EPIC ride, SQUAD. Thanks for an amazing game! Googledocs