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It was an atmospheric probe dropped by the Cassini spacecraft around Saturn into Titan's atmosphere. There, it took photos and a video of the journey to the surface. When it reached the surface, it kinda broke.

DRES KERBONIUM MINING AND REFINING STATION *Buzz kerman oversees the entire operation via a central control computer* Buzz, the report came in. Jool needs 30 Kilos by the end of the week. A Dres week? Not so easy. A full 3 kerbin days until they arrive with their metal beating sticks and reassignments. Well, we have 6 Kilos from site Alpha and Gamma. What about Beta? Beta has been offline for a few weeks. Kerbin weeks? Dres weeks. If find it funny how they expect us to do so much with only dirt. Hey, we could be those guy camped out in cloth tents on Bop. Nimroy Kerman observes the mining locally, making sure everything either worked or didn't have a bomb strapped to it. Nimroy, the boss called. 30 Kilos by Friday. What do they think we are, mining machines? Thats what I said. Anyways, did you hear about what happened in Jool atmos? Yeah, crazy huh? I mean, seri- ALERT: SECTION BETA, CHARLIE, AND DELTA ARE ON LOCK DOWN VIA A FOREIGN SOURCE. On the bridge, a Moho Liberation vessel in orbit taps into the on-site mainframe computer. -adminlogin: buzzisbest -pass: jool4evar -access pending -granted -start file transfer -initiated -ERROR -ERROR -ERROR -FOREIGN PROGRAM DETECTED. PROCEED? Y/N -y -starting totalcontrol.exe ---------------------------------------------------------------- -facility beta startup -facility charlie startup -facility delta startup -ERROR -ADMIN NOTE:SITES CLOSED DUE TO OVERHEATING, RESULTING IN KERBONIUM REACHING CRITICAL PRESSURE. -proceed - - -shutdown system lifesupport -shutdown system light -shutdown system devicepower -ERROR TRANSMISSION DISCONNECTED On-site, the three miners had found the needed 24 kilos. With many more under the surface, a chain reaction of Kerbonium compressing itself, releasing explosive energy, subsequently compressing surrounding Kerbonium. This is Kerbol Unified news, broadcasting to all contenders. The northern hemisphere of Dres was severely damaged as many upon many kilos of highly unstable Kerbonium was detonated, launched 1/17th of the dwarf planet's surface into space. With the debris entering the area of every system, every citizen is warned to take cover. To all, may god help you. Also, props to botse. Your stories are a lot shorter than mine and really get a lot more done. I really do enjoy yours. And to others, very good job on what this thread has become.

*Roley Kerman puts his cup on the desk* So, any news on the data leak? No, but look at that. *Billybob points to 3 blips going offline.* That was Bob's ships. Any tabs on where they are headed? Looks like Moho. Oh my god. Do you think? No.... Bob? Anyways, we need to report thi- *And explosion rips the orbital facility apart.* Billybob! The mutiny on Moho isn't the only one! This isn't a war on empires, but on ourselves! This is KL news, reporting a Munar surveillance facility ha been hit by the same group as the minmus hacks. Many on Kerbin are advised to seek shelter as many Joolian warheads are inbound. May god help us.

Moho command to fleet one, copy. This is fleet command, you are go, Moho command. Be advised, Kerbo-Laythian targets inbound. Weapon load out? Negative. They are unarmed. This is Moho fleet one commander to cruisers, over. This is corvette command, reading loud and clear. Prep auto turrets, Kerbo-Laythian drons inbound. *This is peace holder-18 of the mohoian navy you are to halt all war ship construction now. Your war has gone on for long enough, we have waited for it to end but it seems you can not stop with out outside help we well be that outside help* What does that mean? It seems like they want some sort of peace. Ill phone this into command. This is Moho command to fleet one, copy fleet one. Fleet one copies. Do not engage Kerbo-Laythian cruisers. Oh yeah, and keep your hand on the trigger. *To all members of the Moho fleet, open com signals.* Should we take such a chance sir? Well, there are only 3 of them and there are over 100 of us. What could go wrong. THIS IS MOHO FLEET ONE TO KERBO-LAYTHIAN SHIPS. COPY. *This is Daedalus 1 to Moho fleet 1, over.* WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF YOUR EXPEDITION? *After the nuclear wars on Laythe and the loss of a cargo ship over Jool, we have had many set backs. We both have a common enemy, the Joolians. For now, we need to see that maybe, just maybe, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.* ..... ..... What do we tell them? Well, phone in mission control. Yes, sir. This is Lt. Kurt of EDF-C-1 to ground control. Control is go. Forwarding message from Kerbo-Laythian alliance. .... .... Do not trust, fire at will. What do you say captain? Do we fire? No. But..thats a direct violation of orders! I know. ALL SHIPS, DO NOT ENGAGE. Command to fleet, that is a direct violation. Your crew and ship is part of the Eveian-Dunan federation. All you dark-hearted evil bad guys in command can see that this fleet and myself have a bit of a heart. This is commander Bill Kerman, signing off. FLEET TO DAEDALUS, WE ACCEPT YOUR OFFER. WE WILL ENTER YOUR SPACE SOON. *There seems to be a large mass of fighters rising on the horizon. We will allow no such thing.* BOB, STOP THIS. I MAY HAVE PULLED SOME STRINGS TO DO THIS. SOME STRINGS TO A PINATA FULL OF MOLTEN LEAD. *What are you saying?* LETS JUST SAY A BUNCH OF MOHOIAN POLITICIANS DO NOT LIKE MY CHOICE. SO FOR OLD TIMES SAKE, WHY DON'T WE DO WHAT BROTHERS DO BEST, WRECK SOME SPACE CRAFT? And so, the great mutiny of the Mohoian military arose. 31 commandeered ships painted their flags blue and fought on no side but the side of peace. On the cold surface of Eeloo, Jedadiah Kerman lay alone. Frozen in time forever. Or at least, until someone comes looking.

With the distance between the war partners of Kerbin and Laythe, the resupply and trade ships take at least a week with high cargo count to arrive. The Class-37 Ionic Propulsion, nicknamed "Electronic Storm by the crew because of its occasional release of high voltage shocks and the occasional fatal dose of Gamma particles, was the cheapest and easiest propulsion system for the Interplanetary-Grade cargo vessel "Goliath". Goliath was armed with the latest and greatest in safety and anti-threat measures. Now, the bi-monthly runs were routine, transfer to a very far Jool orbit (Outside Joolian militarized space), burn to a perfect Layth or Vall encounter, then hop to the desired target among the moons. Since the destruction of the Kerbo-Lathian super capital ship above Kerbin, runs needed to be faster and quieter. With rumors of Joolian military technicians creating a sort of "Hyper-sonic in atmosphere nuclear projectile" the size of a Mk. 1 command pod. What stood out to the ship's captain, Shean Kerman, was the fact that even through all this off planet chaos, no word of acivity in the Joolian activity had been reported. No scout missions, no launches, no anything. Heck, the last 5 missions have gone without as much as a sight of anything non-alliance. Either run their luck or investigate were the only two options seen by Shean. As the craft was being loaded up, news blared across the orbital facility: NEW JOOLIAN MISSILES LAUNCHED FROM IN ORBIT CRUISERS DESTROY MOST OF LAYTHIAN CAPITAL MANUFACTURING AND RESIDENTIAL. This brought the death count to +1 million. Still in both shock and awe, the facility cargo boss announces a new mission is in place of the cargo run. They would still run blind in a high Jool obit, but this time, they would carry 45 50 Megaton nuclear missiles. The idea was to use a lighter missile frame and payload to strike both the in-orbit war machines and the Tylo manufacturing and industrial facilities. As the craft was released and the SOI escape burn commenced, Shean had that ugly feeling inside. Not a moral problem, but a mental one. He didn't feel right going into this. He just thought that... it wasn't going to be that easy. As the burn went on, Shean stared out to the great black studded blanket in front of him. He could see the wonderful star Kerbol, with the transit of Eve and Moho pass by. What wonderful and serene places they looked, but marbles in the sky. As Shean thought about the sight, the engines stopped, lurching him forward a bit. The faded red dot of Duna was below him, once the site of beautiful cities and wonderful people, now just a mess. War was evil, Shean thought, but a necessary one at that. After lapping the ship many times, inspecting the cargo, and running about as many tests as you could, Shean occupied himself long enough for the journey to finish. But something was wrong. Jool was nowhere to be seen. Out Sheans window, the ball of green gas would be visible, but now its gone. Smoke filled the cabin, screaming was heard. Something had gone wrong. Very, very wrong. Those engines. Those unreliable, cheap engines. They cut out too early and nearly tore the ship apart. Now they were just a hunk of smoldering space junk in enemy space. But, where was enemy space? where was Jool? As the ship slightly turned on its axis, it saw the truth. The horrible, ugly truth. The outermost edge of Jool was 5000k from that window. The vibrations of distant shock waves hit the walls, knocking off every picture of home Shean had. They were here. And they wanted blood. The siren came on and the lights went red as the crude arms the kerbals had packed were displayed in hands. Each kerbal fastened his helmet and prayed. The airlock opened, shooting the kerbals out in a suicide blitz towards the cruisers. Shean saw in horror as every puff of smoke erupted in the space. The already crippled vessel took so many more hits before the captain could to no more. Shean ordered a ship-wide evacuation and stood tall. His blood stained face, looking far off to the distant Tylo fleet. In his eyes, there say no longer the innocent boy from Ike who was separated from his family as the bombs fell, he was single kerbal who would get revenge. A smile rose across his face as a he said his final words. His departing words. The words that would end his own life, but start something new. Something that would create a new foot in the war for the alliance to stand on. A hand slammed on the red button, and the cargo doors opened. All 45 nukes flew out into the fleet of ships. And that smile stayed on his face as long as he remained. The shock waves of the nukes lanched debris in all directions, with the largest cruiser of them all flying towards poor Goliath. Goliath met the Tylo ship David in the direct center, smashing the vessel into many parts. Each and every part entered the green depths of Jool, with Shean on board. And that smile remained.