The solid fuel chemist

Is it finally time for... dare i say it...(epic music starts) XKOM?!

yes, this will be a recurring theme of this story as i am really bad at making up names. Enjoy your battleship, but I cant make promises on its survival...mwhahahaha...

landing legs? (left side of image) that cant be good...

"spelunking on tylo" was a good way for SQUAD to tell us the cave had resurfaced. "stirring oxygen tanks"

shame on you for underestimating the kerbal insanity.

want to upgrade your old TV? run it over multiple times with a steamroller to make a instant flatscreen!

stupid laptop wont upload the photo. but its a flamethrower, ok?

does

the cookie is intercepted by the EGS SuperStrider (giant space battleship, from my story) the cookie is held in a random drop pod in the bottom of the ship protected by...well...a fricken space battleship, okay?

granted, but it achieves sentience and destroys mankind. i wish NASA had moar funding.

here these people are creating variants of their SSTO's while doing a story while i'm sitting over here wondering how i got a aris 3A into a suborbital trajectory by leaving the computer for five minutes. I promise you that if i had a ssto, i would be fist pumping and celebrating, then adding a antenna and somehow breaking it.

chapter 11 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbttZVTSJRU(some nice background music for you guys) Everyone was on edge. The ship was about to intersect the swarm. Jeb stood by in a fighter, and Bill was his tail gunner. Bob was taking a position among the ship gunners. And Val was taking a role the bridge. the swarm loomed ahead of them like some monsteros black cloud. their battleship looked downright puny compared to massive amount of ships bent on ripping it to shreds. Jeb watched the range close, as did literally everyone else. For those tense few moments all was silent. When they where within 2 kilometers of each other, the silence was shattered as both sides guns lit up. It took a few seconds for the projectiles to reach the opposing sides, and in those few seconds what they were really doing sunk in. Bill spoke up. "Are you sure this is such a good id- "WHOOOOO HOOOOO!" they say that in space no one can hear you scream, but somthing told bill that rockomax sure did hear jeb's battle cry as he switched on the VTOL engines on the bottom of the craft and swung it thru the enemy swarm, launching rockets and taking out one ship after another. They where so close that the enemy failed to get missile locks on them and in those first few runs jeb and bill scored 14 kills. The other fighters soon copied this tactic and the now weakened front edge of the swarm was easily annihilated by the many guns of the Super Strider. The destroyers started unleashing a onslaught of torpedoes, only to have them destroyed by Bob and his fellow gunners. But with the guns occupied. It was getting harder and harder to keep the bombers at bay. One after another bomber got through and the ship started taking damage. To no one's surprise, they went immediately for the bridge. Val tried her best to remain at her station, but the concussion missiles equipped by the bombers were adept at causing damage to interiors of ships. With fire and smoke all around her she persisted, knowing that the outcome of the battle depended on the battleship maintaining its course and heading, even if the entire top half of the ship lost pressure. Val stared out the front window, and saw a bomber heading strait for her. The pilot had ejected. Explosives had been taped all over the hull. Val had just enough time to reach for her helmet before the bomber exploded in brilliant suicide just before reaching the bridge. A fighter streaked thru the debris and Val could have sworn that she heard a distinctive "YEE HAH!" as the craft flashed by. From the bridge Val watched as the lone fighter single handedly shot down half a dozen bombers, did a loop-de-loop, and proceeded to eviscerate a destroyer with Rockets. With less torpedoes inbound, the Super Strider had guns available to return fire. The helpless destroyers fell one after another and with nowhere to resupply, the bombers retreated soon after that. And with no clear means of causing damage to the battleship, the remaining fighters attempted to retreat but where chased down and destroyed. They had done it. the barricade had fallen.

ksp will run better, but other things running at the same time will be slower.

chapter 10 Part two Jeb and the others were taken via a small shuttle up into a orbit that barely cleared Eeloo's highest points. There, they rendezvoused with, no ones surprise, a colossal space battleship. Jeb had always envisioned such things as smooth tapered cylinders, but this one had bits sticking out and a big bulbous streamlined bridge. large hanger doors stuck out the sides. two thick chunky wings stuck out the back and sides and proudly displayed their weaponry. Printed on the side in huge block letters were the words EGS SUPER STRIDER. "I cant believe there going to give up the strider for this cowards march" their pilot remarked. "Imagine the conversation". "hey, what do you want to do with our last remaining battleship? oh lets give it to cowards and throw it at the impenetrable blockade, cause that's the best use for it" "I thought that we weren't going to be engaging any ships?" Val asked. "As soon as we leave this parking orbit, Rockomax will calculate our trajectory and realize their mistake. Now they wont be able to move the battlestations to a intercept, and that's why the president thinks this is a good idea. But any ship smaller than a cruiser has the acceleration to intercept us on our way out. This means that we are running strait into a fighter, bomber, and destroyer nest. It's not gonna be pretty or fun. You better be lucky, cause were gonna need all that we can get" Bill just smiled. "when Jeb's on board, you don't need luck"

Hah! We have found the culprit of my confusion!

huh, i could have sworn it was in this story. ill check a few old chapters and see.

(leaves computer for week) (checks story) Holy. Freaking. Krakens.

yeah, storms knocked out internet for a week. sorry about that. should get back to regular postings now. Oregon has such mild weather all the time so a foot of snow and two inches of ice is unlikely and people around here just aren't used to it. we had to drive from our middle of nowhere house by mt hood into portland and the streets are completely empty. oregon usually has problems with traffic so it really did feel like a ghost town.

@Just Jim the thing on dres was introduced a wile ago. i'm too lazy to find the chapter but the thing was just a OKTO2 probe core with a bunch of communotron-88's stuck on in a spiral pattern. no, that's not what i meant.

Ok, for the second time now, WILL YOU EXPLAIN THE THING ON DRES OR NOT!?!?

As soon as I heard the words "suit up" the airwolf theme started playing in my head. This is possibly the most satisfying thing I've ever seen on the forums. It's the thing I think a lot of us were waiting for this whole time. For the story to reach this point is truly exciting. Also, I think it's high time that Kenlie released his inner badS that I hope for his sake, is there.

Chapter ten "If I am not mistaken, You four are the surviving crew of the zephyr? The kerb at the desk spoke in a thick russian accent. "yes" Jeb replied. The question had made him feel guilt for poor Anzer and Mazee all over again. "I assume your rover driver filled you in on the basics on the way over here? "yes" Jeb repeated. "leave us." the kerb behind the desk motioned for the guards to exit the room. his voice lowered to just over a whisper. "And are you aware of our current... situation?" "no" the kerb looked over his shoulder, as if checking that all the guards had left. "Rockomax is pulling a huge illegal mining operation. They've got a blockade of ships surrounding the planet. Nobody gets through alive. But a few days ago, we realized that they made a miscalculation. For a few minutes on the day after tomorrow, there will be a opening in the blockade. That's your chance to escape. Note that if you neglect to take this chance, you will be stuck on Eeloo indefinitely." He let that sink in. Jeb envisioned living the rest of his life on this dammed rock that killed two of his friends and stolen his normal life, if you can call a kerbonauts life normal. "We'll do it." End part 1 annnnd we've broken the two page barrier!

we've seen (guided?) missiles, a stealth cruse missile, a pistol, and a koffie cup. (this conjures the image of kerbulan soldiers marching into battle armed with military grade mugs). The fact that they have the NERVA implies that they can make dirty bombs, and there's no reason to not assume that Bahamuto Dynamics is a company of kerbulan origin.

i was just responding to @KAL 9000's post. if this is the direction that the conversation is going to go in, then i will participate. Also, seeing as we usually have to wait a few days for a new chapter, I doubt anybodys hearts are pounding or breaking out in a sweat. I think the attitude in the forum has turned a little sour recently. What happened to the days of tolerance and sharing ideas freely? If @Kuzzter has a serious problem with this kind of discussion, he can put up some official rules or somthing.

or strap on some hab modules and make a space station.