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Kerbal Space Agency Program Benvenuti a tutti i lettori, occasionali, e appassionati. Qui si raccontano le imprese di Jeb, Bob, Gene e gli altri Kerbaliani. In questo tread si raccontano con immagini fugaci le avventure dei nostri eroi. Ci sono diverse mod aggiunte tra le quali TAC Life Support, Base Sistem, e qualcuna atmosferica, per aggiungere un pizzico di realismo alla nostra esperienza. Obiettivo del programma spaziale è arrivare a piazzare una bandiera su ogni Pianeta o Satellite di questo piccolo sistema solare, o ancora meglio, riuscire a recuperare dei dati scientifici, o ancora meglio costruire delle piccole colonie. Per ora ci fermiamo a lanciare un piccolo razzo accettando dei contratti basilari che ci hanno richiesto di lanciare un razzo e di recuperare dei dati scientifici qualsiasi. Il nostro Jeb ci è riuscito senza troppi problemi con tanto di plauso da parte del Kerbal Space Center. Con questo lancio si può dire aperto il programma spaziale, ma soprattutto il Programma Gaia : Esplorazione basilare di Kerbin e dei suoi territori (biomi).

Hello, I have decided to make a story. It will be a multiple part story, and its name is Jebediah. The story follows Jebediah Kerman as he embarks on the biggest quest he will ever take part in. Also featured are Valentina, Bill and Bob. Hope you lot are hyped, it's gonna be a pretty good story! PROLOGUE When Wernher Von Kerman published his groundbreaking works on rocket design and orbital mechanics, did he know that he was going to become one of the worlds biggest celebrities? No. He didn't. Did he know that his findings would create the worlds first space agency, KSA? No. He didn't. He had ideas for rockets to be used to give people a new glance at the universe. To, how would one put it? Branch out. In terms of turning Kerbalkind into a space faring civilization. As technology advanced, so did space achievements. the Kerbin Space Race brought many accomplishments; first satellite into orbit, first man in orbit, first space station, even the first landings on the Mun and later, Minmus, Duna and Eve. After that, the public relations boom ended. No one really cared about the space programs around the world. International budgets were lowered and space travel became mostly limited to LKO/KEO travel. The Year is Year 62, and heres where we start. Chapter One: The Last Crew It was another boring launch. Of course, there was a turnout to watch the launch, but it wasn't big. Big turnouts had died off years back. Kerbmerikan Space Station crewed launch 32 was on the launchpad, preparing for takeoff. It could be the very last mission to KSS, as it was far from modern and the alotted budget for the KSA was shrinking every year. MC FLIGHT: "Launch in T minus 5 minutes. You lot good for launch?" KSS 32: "Valentina here, roger." KSS 32: "Bob here, roger." KSS 32: "Bill here, good to go!" MC FLIGHT: "Good to hear you lot are good for launch." MC FLIGHT: "Launching in T minus 4 minutes." MC FLIGHT: "ETHOS, CRONUS, ODIN, ADCO, CATO." MC ETHOS: "Go." MC CRONUS: "Go." MC ODIN: "Go." MC ADCO: "Go." MC CATO: "Go." MC FLIGHT: "Excellent." MC FLIGHT: "T minus 3 minutes." KSS Bill: "Why was Jeb scratched from the mission again?" KSS Val: "He had an important board meeting, since hes on the board. I think its about the heavy budget cuts last week. Half my friends have been fired." KSS Bob: "Sounds about right. Anyway, the KSS awaits!" KSS Val: "Might be the last mission there, this one. I heard rumours that they're re-entering KSS soon." MC FLIGHT: "T minus 2 minutes." MC FLIGHT: "T minus 1 minute." MC: "10, 9, 8, 7, ignition sequence start! 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, ENGINE IGNITION!" MC: "LIFTOFF! WE HAVE A LIFTOFF!" KSS 32: "We are alright here, G Force is doing us good!" * * * Jebediah: "You can't do this to us! Where do we go if we are fired?" Wernher Von Kerman: "We have no choice, Jeb. They aren't giving us enough money. I BEGGED. " Linus: "I agree with Jeb. Do we just give up on the dream? We need to do something." Wernher: "I'm sorry. My decision is final." The room burst into outrage, people lunging at Wernher. He managed to get out, where he made a swift exit to his office in Administration. Jebediah left the room, feeling worthless. Then, he had an idea... Chapter Two: Jebediah's Plan "Alrighty boys, docking sequence initiate!" Valentina, being a young but talented pilot, was mission commander for KSS Expedition 32. She hit a switch above her, illuminating a docking port about 75 metres away. Her displays lit up with {[Automated Docking: Engaged]}. "Things are looking good!" Said Bill, the mission's engineer. As their LKOCS (Low Kerbin Orbit Crewed Spacecraft) drew closer to the space station, mission control were watching carefully from the KSS' hull cameras to ensure the docking was successful. "Dock in 50 metres. 40. 30. 20. 15. 10. 5,4,3,2,1. Dock complete!" exclaimed a very happy Gene Kerman, having the first good news in days. He had attended the board meeting discussing the recent budget cuts, which would make any Kerbonaut (or retired one) pretty sad. * * * Jebediah Kerman was not an ordinary Kerbal. He had traits that not many kerbals have in high amounts. He was a very smart, imaginative person. The previous day, he'd found out the budget cuts had the chance of dismissing multiple Kerbals, demolishing areas of the Kerbal Space Center and well, pretty much withdrawing Kerbmerika's presence in space. This had given him a very, very crazy idea. So crazy that if he was ever found out he would most certainly be arrested for high treason. His plan was, well, to start a war! "What could go wrong?" He mumbled. His plan would be subtle at first. He would have a trained spy infiltrate the Kussian Federations rocket manufacture plant. He'd have the spy drill a very small hole in one of their craft set to launch within the month. If all went well, it wouldn't be detected until it was too late; when the hole had sucked the majority of the atmosphere out of their space station Величественный орел. The federation would immediately launch an investigation, being lured by a metaphorical breadcrumb trail which would lead straight to the Kerbmerikan armed forces... Chapter Three: Infiltration "Jebediah, Jebediah, old friend! How are you?" Jebediah had set up a meeting with his old friend, Phildorf Kerman. They'd been friends since they were kids, growing up in the same town, near Baikerbanur Space Center. They'd watch the early unmanned rockets of Kerbalkind, engines crackling as they ascended into space with awe. Of course, only one would end up in the astronaut corps; Jebediah. Phildorf was a secret agent. He'd do any job flawlessly, so long as one had the money. "So, what want from me, eh? You didn't call me for reunion! Tell me!" Phildorf questioned. * * * "Infiltrate Krussian Space Agency... Very difficult. But I can do." Phildorf gave a warm hug and a handshake to Jebediah, and he was off. How would he do this? Ah. Fake ID. He'd imitate being a native Krussian, which wouldn't be too hard, considering his thick Krussian accent. He caught a flight to Krussia. The next day, he successfully entered the Krussian Space Agency, as a rocket technician. He casually went into the capsule of the Krussian P-1 Crew Transport, got out his drill, and drilled a miniscule hole, which he then glued shut. A seemingly good seal, but once it entered space, it would become brittle and shatter. If all went to plan, it would cause cracking of the hull, causing an explosive decompression. If they were lucky, they might survive. say they were close to the station when it occured, they could either use their EVA jetpacks to get to safety, or the seal might break at the final moment of docking, causing a huge chain reaction, which could blow the station up as well... Phildorf made a swift exit after covering up his trail and laying a false one. Mission complete. Chapter Four: Devastation It was a sweltering day. Of course summer days are, when you're in a desert. The Krussian Space Agency was launching its P-1 rocket from their space center, Desert Spaceport. Jebediah Kerman was watching the launch, of course from a live broadcast at the Kerbmerikan Space Agency. As the numbers counted down, the low grumble rose to a deafening crackle and roar, as the giant rocket rose. Emblazoned with Космическое агентство (Krussian Space Agency), the P-1 rocket was their pride and joy. It had not experienced a major problem since Year 54. The rocket was now about 1250 m high, when something terrible happened. Something that would shape the history of Kerbals as a species. The rocket suddenly became a fireball, or was it? It seemingly hovered there, a flaming, red ball. It looked like a star, only tiny! Mission control was going crazy. Both. Thats how peculiar this was. Kerbmerikan and Krussian watched closely. Suddenly, a monitor in the Krussian Mission Control Room flashed with some text. {[WARNING: NUCLEAR RADIATION LEVELS: EXTREMELY HIGH]} {[PLASMA LEVELS: CATASTROPHIC]} It exploded. All measurements were acting erratic. There seemed to be a tear. What could cause this phenomenon? Jebediah was utterly shocked. Did Phildorf do this? Was it supposed to do this? What science could this... thing hold? The tear seemed to fall down to the ground. Little did the kerbals know that someone, an intelligent species 7 billion light years away, had commenced a nuclear experiment, which so happened to coincidentally occur when the explosion happened. It caused a rift in spacetime, a wormhole...

*Old Banner. Will be changed* Kerbal-kind has always been intrepid and willing to blaze trails. An incident stopped this behavior for a long, long while. However, with a little help, the Kerbals are ready to blaze a trail to the stars... This fan work is the first time I've ever written something that is not a short story. Feedback on my writing methods and other things are highly encouraged. Also, Starstuff will avoid spoilers for the upcoming KSS storyline. Do not fret. Thanks to the KSS Team and Supporters for inspiring me to do this. Check out the mod HERE! Prologue: This Post. Interlude 1: Clever Advertisements - HERE Interlude 2: Werhner Takes a Break - HERE Interlude 3: ABC, KGBFOAM - HERE Chapter 1: Spirits - Waiting on KSS 0.8 Chapter 2: Coming Soon... PROLOGUE

Introduction I have decided to abandon a previous project and make a new one. I've decided to do something that, no one that I know of has ever done before. A YouTube series and text, all in one. It will be succeeded by my friend @The Minmus Derp's upcoming fanfic, set about 200 (Kerbals live super long, that's like 2 months to you) years after Seeker (which ends in 2200). I personally think that Lucida Sans Unicode is a much smoother font than Arial, so it will be used prominently. At the end of every book, there will be a notice in Comic Sans (see below) This ends Book Sixteen - Test. Next coming soon! In spoilers below are snippets you may like to read. In the post below are sneak peaks of future chapters and authors notes. This is basically a bunch of mission reports ( e.g. K.S.S. Salvation ), an R&D ride (movie sets), and a fun thing. It will be a few "books" long. Thus, without further ado: Book One - Rescue. (note: links are provided for ease of reading) Very important authors notes below. I use 1.4.2, some features shown in Project Seeker may be outdated. PLEASE NOTE VRY IMPORTANT Table of contents: Book One - Rescue Prelouge-here Prolouge-here Chapter I-Holey Moho!- Here Chapter II - The KSS Salvation - Page 1 Chapter IV Hey, don't forget the Salvation!!- 1 Episode 5 - The K.S.S. Firestar - YouTube/Page 1 Chapter VI Enter Stellala. - p1 Chapter VII - Waitwaitwait, we're rescuing who now?? - p1 Chapters 8 and 9: A Ghost's Lamentation - p2 Chapter 10 - The Rescue of Natallian Kerman (or On With The Show!) - p2 Chapter 11 - 'Twas the Night Before The First Day of the Rest of Your Life Book Two - Mystic Prolouge - She Was Alone Supplementary material: Prelouge: In the begining, there was Eden. Eden was a beautiful planet, with lush hills. Creatures called "Darbels" lived there. But eventually, Eden was decimated by TX and Eden's highly toxic moon, Serpent crashed there. Some Darbels fled, some to unknown regions, some to Kerbin, where they shed their purple toxin-resistant skin, some to Duna, where their scales turned blue, to protect from the harsh cold, and the remaining population of Eve sealed themselves in a pocket universe, living in eternal peace. Prolouge: And now, 90,002 years after the decimation of Eden, Kerbin is thriving. There is a ship called the K.S.S. Inspiration on its way to a Jool Aerobrake, and another called the X_X_X_ XXXXXXXX orbiting XXXX. Sadly though, not all Kerbals support Kolinization. The X_X_X_ XXXXXXXX is the XXXXXXXXXXXX of the XXXX-XXXXXXXXXXX XXXXX. XX, XXX XXX XXXX XXXX, life is good. worm·hole ˈwərmˌhōl/ noun noun: wormhole; plural noun: wormholes a hole made by a burrowing insect larva or worm in wood, fruit, books, or other materials. PHYSICS a hypothetical connection between widely separated regions of space-time. Chapter 1: Holey Moho! Gene Kerman walked into Tracker room 01 of the KSC Tracking Station. The little Mystery Goo inside twisted itself into a shape that, very clearly asked "Hiya, Gene! Whatcha doing here?" It was creepy and uncanny how Goo could say exactly what they wanted without talking. "Hi, Goo," Gene said. "I got bored, so I walked in to check on the mission status." "Well, then, don't let me bother you!" the Goo ... twisted? said? expressed? "I'll flash a warning on-screen if anything happens," the Mechanical Jebidiah unit in the room said. " 'Kay, Jeb. Now, let's see..." "Oh, yes, um, Jeb, zoom out, activate instruments." "On it!" "Deactivate notifications." "Show Relays, Probes, Ships, Stations. Then zoom out, switch to holo-mouse control." "Alrighty!" Hmm, Gene thought. Where's the Tracked Objects list? "Jeb? Where's the Tracked Objects List?" "Huh. Um, main computer, where's the Tracked Objects List?" "Huh," a new voice said, presumably the TSMC. "KSC Central, have you any idea where the Tracked Objects list is?" "Hmm," the voice of the KSCCC said, "I don't know..." The whole room fell into silence. If the KSC Central couldn't figure something out, no-one could. Then Gene spoke up, addressing all the computers in the room, the Goo, and all the workers inside the TS at the time. "Well, --" "GENE, THERE IS A VERY LARGE OBJECT INBOUND TO KSC TRACKING STATION!" "What the Kraken?!!" "RUN!" And Gene ran. I promise, the Seeker Project is very far from over... (I know it made no freaking sense but it will be critical to the later story) Jump to Next Chapter

*Edit: I will list each chapter as it is available below. ALWAYS download from this post to ensure you use the most up-to-date version* Chapter 1 DXX Download Chapter 2 Download DDX Chapter 3 Download DDX Chapter 4 Download Beta Note: Chapters marked with DX are final and have been played by others and cleaned up of any glitches, errors, or generally broken bits. ------------------------------ Hey all, I've been browsing the forums and it looks like this is a pretty good place to share missions and mission ideas for Making History? I got the DLC day one and have been playing around with the editor ever since. It's powerful, but a bit tricky. That being said, I'm trying to formulate some cool ideas for unique missions and wanted to get your thoughts. I'm a writer by day and love sharing stories. Instead of just doing recreations or one-off missions I thought it would be cool to do a very narrative-driven set of missions that follow each other logically. For example, if you download and play mission 4 and finish it, when you start 5 everything would be in the same place you left it for a bit of continuity. I'm just curious if any of you would be interested in Kerbal missions with a lot of text and story based narrative (that is funny, don't worry) and a mini novel-like approach to missions with each one named with a chapter number in it. The story would follow Jeb from his first day after graduating the Kerbal Space Academy and a rather mundane mission, eventually leading to more elaborate missions exploring the solar system. My first test mission is almost finished and I will upload it here in the coming days for a quick example if anyone wants to see what I mean. I'm still trying to learn everything well enough to actually tell a story though. Thanks everyone! PS-here's Jeb leaving the academy and being swarmed by fans.

Chapter 1 - Doomed Chapter 2 - Time's a tickin' Chapter 3 - Around the fleet Chapter 4 - Moment of drama Chapter 5 - The Green in the black Chapter 6 - Spanner in the works Chapter 7 - One down Chapter 8 - Two to go Chapter 9 - Thumbs Up Chapter 10 - Val's down Chapter 11 - Static Chapter 12 - Snappy Dresser Chapter 13 - Field Trip Chapter 14 - The Box Chapter 15 - Siren Song Chapter 16 - The Hatch Chapter 17 - Guess Who's Coming to Dinner Chapter 1 – Doomed The results were in, there could be no doubt. The mystics had read their tea leaves and run for the hills. The scientists had studied the data, run simulations and run for the hills. The talking heads had listened to the mystics and the scientists, then grabbed their microphones... and run for the hills. Emergency statement: Regarding recent discovery and the way forward. The discovery made just a few days ago has been a shock to everyone on Kerbin. Comet Tiddles (named after the late Dr Tiddles Kerman) is on a collision course with our world and the results will be devastating. In just 42 days our encounter with Tiddles will result in a firestorm of destruction, the likes of which we have never seen. The surface of Kerbin will be rendered a lifeless ball of rock, leaving us but one option if we wish to preserve something of our species. We must make a new life on another world and that world is Laythe. This will not be a new beginning for us all, only a select few. But those selected will carry with them the seeds of our species’ future and our hopes. Dr Stranlow Kerman: Chairman - Kerbal Institute for Astronautics (KIA) Year 976 Day 329. Laythe Orientation and Survival Techniques (LOST) - Mission summary The Team The LOST team will be composed of three member of each of the following disciplines · Pilots – As much as we'd prefer not to send any of these thrill seeking jokers, we had to give the team at least some chance of finding its way to Laythe. · Scientists – The original plan was to send three members of KSC management (they were insisting due to the whole apocalypse thing) instead of a scientific team. We resolved that issue using a tasty looking cake, a storage closet and duct tape. · Engineers – These will be responsible for mining minerals from the surface of Laythe and processing them into materials for the colonists. We had hoped to send more scientists instead (specifically the senior members of the KIA), but the engineers wouldn’t give us details on the techniques they use to get the converter units so productive, so we’re stuck with sending them. The vehicles Four vehicles will carry the members of the LOST team to Laythe, three of them controlled directly by a pilot, while one will follow autonomously. This last vehicle really complicated the mission, but we didn’t want the scientists and engineers complaining about the pilots having an extra player for games night. · The lifter – A vehicle capable of flying from the surface of Laythe to orbit and back again. We don’t know what use this will have to a team of colonists, scraching out a new life on the surface, but the pilots insisted we give them “a ride” worthy of their skills. · The Plant – The mining and processing plant will supply the needs of the colonists. Engineers are pretty territorial, so the pilot and scientist members of the team have been warned to keep their hands off it. · The Lab – A fully equipped research laboratory on wheels, that will allow the scientists to gather samples from their new home and find out if there are any surprises to reveal. However we suspect it’s just a pretty standard hunk of rock, with some gas wrapped round it. The scientist members of the team want it to go on record that it is not “a school bus”. · The Hab – A module providing accommodation for the colonists, as well as a common area for the three parts of the team to interact. Corners of equipment have been covered with cushioning materials and all surfaces easy clean, in case of disagreements on the colony becoming a little heated. In addition to these four vehicles, attached to the lifter on its journey to Laythe, will be two rover vehicles. The pilots have “called dibs” on these, as these are “real rides” and not “a school bus”. The Schedule With just 42 days until all of us on Kerbin must answer to the Kraken, there will be no time to lose preparing the four vehicles for departure to Laythe. Careful design, testing and manufacture; concepts which the KIA has adhered to strictly in it 162 missions (9 fully successful); will need to be replaced. The new order of the day will be grabbing what we have from stores, slapping it together and hoping it works. Launch of all four vehicles from the KSC will be in 19 days, with departure from Kerbin orbit to Laythe 1 day later. With the use of the new F-12 series Complex Harmonic Endothermic Atomic Transductive engines, journey time to Laythe will be only 21 days. This will allow the colonists a few hours to enjoy life on the surface of their new home, before their old one bites the big one. Should the accuracy of the predicted time of our impending doom be off just a smidge (orbital mechanics is hard after all), additional supplies and possibly colonists may be dispatched to the LOST team. Good luck and may the Kraken be with you. Jerman Kerman: Mission Director

In this dystopian story with pictures, I will make the most shameless comparisons. It should turn out a good story, that is also funny. Say in the comments what you think of it Chapter 0: The prelude

I have started to stream my miss adventures in a new series that will follow Captain KneeBall's space exploration company on Kerben. Each new discovery will involve death deifying advancements in the KneeBall space program. Already the price is almost unbearably high as we lost two brave Kerbalnauts in early flight tests. The loss of the first female Kerbal ever in the 2 day history of the KneeBall space program has shot venomous doubts into the minds of all Kerbals. KneeBall News has obtained these two amateur videos of the recent incidents that claimed the lives of Jebediah and Valentina Kerman, two valued and iconic faces in the KneeBall space industry. Jebediah kerman's Final moments Valentina Kerman's Final moments "Should we be risking our life for exploration of our unknown planet and star system?" "We have lived here for millions of years and never needed to explore anything why start now????" These questions are flooding the news stands as anticipation builds for the next mission at hand. Far from our safe and forgiving homes is a point that is slotted for exploration. Location DV9-C is an unknown area on the southern tip of our continent. It holds unknown horrors and the romantic allure for explorers like Bardock Kerman, who is slated for the upcoming mission. Bardock and his team will take off in the "First Bird 3.1", A robust science vessel created just for this mission! Things to expect and look forward to: No hitting replay No Quick Saves Live or Die by quick wits or intelligent design Stock game with only the SpaceX mod installed No Mechjeb Doing everything the hard way Entertainment I will post back here on any updates of KneeBall space industries progress. If you would like updates on when I go live in Kerbal space Program on Twitch please follow me on Twitter and follow me on Twitch

Hi all! If you're interested in a complete fictionalized story concerning a Kerbal Space program check out https://www.facebook.com/kerbalspaceredux/ and tell me what you think! Enjoy!

We Who Witnessed A KSP Novel Written by Lo var Lachland The Lord Kraken tooketh the Kerbal and putteth on Kerbin to worketh it and care for it. And the Lord Kraken Commanded the Kerbal, "You art free to roam Kerbin, but if 't be true thee enter the Garden of Nat'peh, may the Kraken forsooth strike thee down, for thou has't disobeyed the Lord thy Kraken. But the Kerbal didst enter the Garden of Nat'peh, and lo, that Kerbal wast cursed by the Lord the Kraken, and banished to the surface world to serveth the rest of his life in loneliness and fear of the mighty Lord his Kraken, for the Kraken rules all. Coequal after that Kerbal hadst been warned of the trembling power of the Lord his Kraken, the Kerbal didst not obey and wast therefore still ill-fitted to the Kraken. From that day on, the Kerbal wast looked on with distain by the other creatures and the Kerbal wast hath used as an example of obedience to the Lord thy Kraken. Table Of Contents: Prologue Chapter I - Discovery Chapter II - Awakening Chapter III - Arrival Chapter IV - Thoughts Chapter V - Rift Chapter VI - Juliet Chapter VII - One Week Later Chapter VIII - Aftermath Chapter IX - USS James E. Williams Chapter X - UKSS Edlu Chapter XI - Lucy Chapter XII - Creature Chapter XIII - New Beginnings

There's quite a handful of deities in kerbal mythology. Many of them were emperors or dictators at one point that simply faded with the passage of time. Obviously the big ones stayed. Jool, Eve and Duna, lesser gods like Vall and Bop. Some others. Those last two weren't even mythological idols. Even Duna isn't really a god, is he? Something, something Roman general. There's one in particular... Eeloo. In the big black book it says he was born from the remains of Eve's failed creations, a husk of a soul with a broken skeleton. A keeper of order, the judge of where souls wander to in the afterlife. It says right here, III Iaelohn 5:49, "The sir who holds the souls neither pure 'r rotten, Iaelohn. Hail that Light, f'r his arms hold the balance of worlds! Hail that Light, f'r that Light holds the sky to the ground, the silver disk to the sky, and the minty dough hence from our mouths! Hail Iaelohn, for his contempt f'r life wilt bringeth the end of the world in many far years!" Taken out of context, it sounds really bad. Honestly, I'm not understating it when I say that virtually every other god threatened to destroy the world or the universe or some realm nobody could care less about. So, what's the point? Shouldn't we check the calendar? What is today's date? What year even is it?

So I wrote this story a while back, sort of based on my pondering about what a slowboat interstellar mission in the next 40-ish years. It's decent writing, and I spent a long time on it, so I would appreciate you reading it. It's pretty long, so I'm gonna put the majority in a spoiler, but here's the title and 'cover' un-spoilered. It's bursting with references, from Doctor Who to Avatar (the good one with bending, not Pocahontas with blue people) to Steins;Gate to all the little things that I'm not remembering. It's mostly names, but I have no clue as to all the crap I put in there. Cheers! Project Odysseus

In the years following a surge of violence all over the world, Kerbin elected to establish a non-military space program. Having the various branches of military bodies disband their own space programs, they concentrated the effort under a single roof made the Kerbin Aerospace Research Agency. Not all missions will succeed, not all will end in triumph. But through trial and tribulation, Kerbin will grow from a fledgling pool of little green men into a space-age species of science, exploration, and adventure. We follow KARA from its humble beginnings, with the first two series of rockets under their program: Rocket 1, Series 01, Variant Able (Mobile) Pictured; Dr. Leonid Kerman supervising in the foreground as tests on the platform were run, Dr. Henry Kerman in the background is also running through checklists. Also seen: A hangar crew wandering aimlessly, running the clock till their shifts end. Originally called the Mjolnir Rocket Artillery Platform (MRAP), this rocket was designed to be a light vehicle to follow a small squad of Kerbal through rough terrain and quickly fire from hillsides. The military spec of this rocket had moving fins and a heavy explosive warhead. With a range of 30 kilometers, it was a formidable, cheap weapon. Due to the military advances in rocket artillery, KARA was able to procure a number of them for their own program. While several were used as part of the Able series, some were also adapted to work as upper stages for future designs. Pictured: Able-1 in flight, heading north from the KSC for its first test flight.

The year is 256, Kerbin has been exhausted of Ore and Energy, and the people are looking forward to a major climatic catastrophe, a large asteroid hitting Kerbin, wiping out all it's life. Basic rules to this story: I have exactly one year of preparation time, after that, Kerbin will remain inaccessible until a large crew lander of at least 20 people landed at the KSC, with sufficient materials to construct new buildings(think creating a large launchpad factory in EP) Heavily Modded: KSPI-E Kethane Tarsier Extraplanetary Launchpads KIS and KAS A lot of other smaller additions Community will be able to influence the story: Suggestions and Builds are welcome. First part will be uploaded soon! EDIT: Early semester school stress tumbled me out a little, I will try to catch up on the weekend with a proper story and stuff like that.

MOUNT HELENA SPACE AGENCY The Kerbin of MHSA: Kerbin is dying. Perhaps it was the violent wars from long ago that did it. Perhaps it was the fact that Kerbals had riddled the planets crust with tunnels for their homes. Perhaps it just was always meant for this to happen. No matter what, the fact remained. Kerbin is dying. Now, the handful of nations that are left on the planet have all settled on a similar plan: find a new home for Kerbalkind among the stars. One of those nations is called the Republic of Mount Helena, and they are determined to make their mark on history once and for all by saving Kerbanity. In order to achieve this goal. the government has formed MHSA, the Mount Helena Space Agency. There is just one small problem. Even though Kerbin has had a long bloody history of wars, no one had ever thought about using space to actually orbit anything rather then just a dangerous region for ICBMs to fly through. It is truly an unknown frontier... and one that must be conquered sooner, rather then later. ~MHSA~ These posts will be written from the point of view of "Bruce Kerman", the Chief Engineer at MHSA, whose job is to build (in his opinion) the rediculous designs that MHSA's famed chief Rocket Scientist Wernher von Kerman. He firmly believes that MHSA is going to kill everyone in launching "expensive fireworks" that he feels wont save anyone. Regardless, he does his job at the best of his ability, feeling that even though they will all probably die in the process, the least he can do is make sure that the grim reaper is held at bay for as long as possible. MODS USED: Blue Dog Design Kerbal Construction Time TAC Life Outer Planets Mod All Near Future mods.

Saelben's Space Program The Backstory Craft List Mission Log's Mod List As the mission progresses, data and activity will be added. Any suggestions are accepted. Thank you for joining me on this humble voyage. -SaelbenNoa

A world Without Rocket Fuel What Kerbin would be like if rocket fuel ran out. Chapter 1 "5... 4... 3... 2... 1... 0! And we have lift off of the observational manned spacecraft!" Gene announced over the comlink. "Separation of stage 1 confirmed." he announced. "How you doing ol, Jeb?" "Just... Fine, Gene." Jebediah sputtered through the radio. Gene Relaxed back into his chair. It was going to be fine. "Separation of main booster confirmed!" Bill reported cheerfully. "Preparing for orbital insertion." Bob said. "And... we are orbital!" Jebediah cheered. The rest of the interns at mission control cheered as well. Gene just sat in his chair and smiled. Another successful launch.He thought. He got up and went with the mission monitors who were now clearing mission control. . ..... "Sir! Sir!" "What is it Jinn?" Gene Replied. "There's a huge crisis," Said Jinn pointing toward the island in the distance. "Come with me sir." ..... Gene and Jinn sped toward the Island Mining facility on the aircraft. "So what is this 'Crisis'" He asked Jinn. "You'll see." She replied. We have landed everyone. Everybody off! Valentina announced. As they got off Gene wondered about the crisis as they stepped into the HQ. Chapter 2. (coming tomorrow!)

Hello people of the world Turbofreak88884444 here with a challenge for you guys. and yes this is another circle around kerbin but with a few twist you can only use hovers as your mode of trasportation (im my defination of hovers is a mix of plane and rover) with that in mind lets continue, and before you get nit picky with me on how your going to propell yourselfs around the world on hovers I got that coverd in the rules below. Your mission: is to build and find the fastest and fuel efficnent route around kerbal weither it be by land or sea or the mix of both terrains. This is also a time attack run once you leave Ksp main facility your time starts. if time attack is not your fancy thats fine an alternate goal instead of a time attack run is to either carry passengers (or kerbals robots etc..) or Cargo with you untill you run out of gas... Example of a hover AKA a moded hovercraft--------\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/--------- ------------------------------------RULES--------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------Scoring System (TIME TRAIL ONLY)------------------------------------------------ + 00:00:20 seconds for fuel stops - 00:00:01 Seconds for craft weight - 00:00:10 seconds for overall top speed + 00:00:01 seconds for fuel capacity -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There will be alot of medals or rewards giving out in this challenge im currently making they will be down below. MODDED TIME TRAIL--------------------------------------------------------- STOCK TIME TRAIL----------------------------------------------------------- EXPLORATION TRAIL----------------------------------------------------------

World War K A KSP Novel (By: DarkOwl57) 30 years after the Battle of Kerbin, tensions are again rising. Across the NSK, leaders spread rumor and propaganda of war and revolution, while to the East, the Eastern Empire fights among themselves for control. Now, the remains of the NSK must fight for everything, and leave nothing to chance. With all to play for and the stage set, this will be either Kerbin's finest hour.... Or it's final defeat. This is Table of Contents Chapter I: The Gathering Storm Chapter 1: Calling in the Cavalry Chapter 2: First of Many Chapter 3: Farewell Chapter 4: World Kouncil Chapter 5: The Accident Chapter 6: The Lambo Chapter 7: The Battle of Kursk Chapter 8: Aftermath Chapter 9: The Promise Chapter 10: In Veloxia Chapter 11: Heating Up Chapter 12: Kouncil Chapter 13: The Meaning of Sacrifice Chapter 14: Sorry Chapter 15: Goodbye Chapter 16: Lifesaver Chapter 17: Revenge Chapter 18: The Battle of Belfast Chapter 19: In the West Chapter 20: Ace Chapter 21: Closing In Chapter 22: The Big One Chapter 23: The End The Epilogues I: Consequences II: Back to Normal? III: To Duna! IV: On Duna V: So long, Farewell, and The End Conclusion I & A.N.: The Return; An introduction to The Final Stand, and the Authors Note

At first: Sorry for my bad english (..) Dear KSP Community, I'm new to KSP and making my steps in the Carrier Mode (Normal Difficulty, newest Steam version, no mods) There are a lot of Contracts where it is displayed, that you get as example 6 Science Points for completion. Why? Do i have to do something special to get these Contract Science Points? Do i have to complete these Contracts in the first attempt? (I use revert flight when i crash) Thanks for you help

Hi! It's me, cratercracker! The guy who you probably heard of, but never really cared! So. So,so,so,so,so,so. Here is the thread, to tell your stories, about joining the forum and what you did here and what you are going to do here. I am going to start! So, I started my forum "career" is when I started my "The science behind the ..." threads. And oh, man. Those were the dark times of mine. Then I posted my "Beuty" post, it was noticed by the SQUAD. It was the breaking point for me. I started to post more things! I started drawing and THAT is what made me more or less popular! What about you?

Okay everyone, so just to keep the "The Final Stand" (Yeah, bad grammar; sue me) hype train going, I'm uploading some of the ships that'll be used! It'll have descriptions, nationality's, and pilot scores, as well as some more info. (I'll maybe put a KerbalX link in; who knows). Without further ado, enjoy!

Y40305.D244.4:30:00 COMMENCE ARMOR STARTUP PROTOCOL... ACCESSING DISK:/C ACCESSED INSTALLING LATEST FIRMWARE ... ... ... ... ... COMPLETE COOLING CHAMBER... COMPLETE REMOVING NITROGEN... COMPLETE INSERTING NANO... COMPLETE INSERTING BLOOD... COMPLETE REMOVING NANO... COMPLETE OPERATION COMPLETE WAKING SKY SOLDIER.... ... ... ... Complete. I awake to the sound of machinery and heavy footsteps. I know not where i am or what i have been called for, only that my time has come again to kill and die in the name of Kermanity. I remember not my childhood, my friends, my family nor do i possess sentiment towards these things, for my heart has long been turned to stone by my rigorous training. I get up from my pod and move my body, and realize that my body is a hulking tower of plasteel and nanofibre. Yet gracefully do i move, towards the center of the room. I turn and scan the area to see naught but a heavy metal door of which i can hear muffled, mechanical voices behind. No doubt, they are those of Servitrons, here to collect me for my task. I face the door as it croaks open with a heavy grinding and a blinding light. I am approached by four Adeptus Rocketrius servitrons holding various construction implements in their claws. One of them stands front-and-center to me and pulls out a scroll, kneeling as it opens it. Corporal Bogbie Kerman, by order of Chapterhead Jebediah, you are hereby unfrozen and drafted into combat in the defense of Eve's southern poles as part of The Yottaton Offensive. In these battle(s), you will be given one (1) storm sepratronner, one (1) warbooster and one (1) flagsword. Your commanding officer shall be Sergeant Rothco. Your battle tactics and general information will be given to you at his quarters in munar orbit. Come with us. I follow the servitrons down a large series of hallways of permacrete and pipes. Through a large wooden double-door i enter an atrium fitted with a large aperture, evidently an airlock as indicated by a large transport ship on it's center. Looking outside the glass it is clear that i am standing on the surface of Duna, Kerbalkind's industrial powerhouse, extremely populated and developed. Despite that being so, Kerbalkind is still limited to Kebba and Duna alone - the other planets were found to harbor insidious lifeforms that sought the downfall of my race. Laythe, the Humans had attempted to colonize in their titanic interstellar ark, fleeing the destruction of their eternity-distant homeworld. The savage and brutal Mooks, mutated Kerbals that hold land on Eve's inhospitable landscape that attempt to kill anything in their sight. The Cores, an artificial threat created by members of Kerbalkind that did not care for the future have taken control of Eeloo, but they are mostly Humanity's problem. And on Bop, the deadly Deep Space Kraken waits to tear apart anything it sees. And beyond the Kerbol System comes a horror beyond description - an all-consuming hive of plantmatter known as the Oppressionids. The Yottaton Offensive is the single largest military campaign underway currently, and the oldest one ever to be recorded - lasting an astounding 4,301 years. My thoughts and reflections are cut short by the sound of the ship's door opening. Inside I lumber into, storing myself in a rack to prevent my immense body from rattling. The ship lifts off into the opened aperture lock and into the depths of space. Four minutes later, the ship is docked inside of a much larger one. I step into the hangar of it. Easily twice the size of the dunar hangar, easily thrice the capacity of the dunar hangar. In the hangar are dozens of other ships all containing Sky Soldiers like me, all headed into battle in the name of The Kraken-Emperor of Kerbalkind. We are funneled into a series of large dropships where we are fitted in to rows of racks for transport. Away this hulking ship flies towards Holy Kebba... A travel of 2 days is completed to the sight of my ship entering a titanic spaceport that seemed to be attached to the Mun itself by a massive tether. We exit the ship and walk down a bogglingly large corridor and into a titanic dome, lit by Kerbol's loving embrace and the stars that shine the heavens with their hearty, cold rays. Our briefing begins when at the center of this enormous world-dome we are greeted by a hulking beast easily twice the size of even Sky Soldiers. Greetings, men. I am sure you know what we are here for already, if not, allow me to give you a rundown. In exactly 5 days, you are all going to be released into the brutal Eveian wastelands to combat Mook warbully Kilrok and his heavy armored forces. This dome contains ancient technologies from ages long past, allowing for the production of holographic simulated combat. In the next five days, you will be subjected to this simulated combat to prepare you for your tasks. The first of these training simulations begins now. The sergeant stood there as an army of holographic Mooks appeared behind him. Into the air, the sergeant is lifted by a white hoverdisk. I ready my weapon. Y40305.D249.0:00:00 I awake to the sound of the alarm being raised. Me and my squadmates get out of our pods and enter our armor and collect our swords. We need no sergeant for this, we know wehere we are going and why we are going. Our drop-pods pummel through the emerald sunset and land over a strangely quiet plain near a shore of a craterlake. Me and my fellow Sky Soldiers emerge and walk towards our target 45 miles from here. Along our way we notice destroyed fortifications and machines. We collect all the ammunition we can find. When we reach our target, a large base of spikes and chains and iron plates, we were fully prepared. Our squads took strategic positions near rocky outcroppings and readied their weapons. Empirical bombers flew overhead and unloaded their payloads over the enemy's armor depot. Now was the time to act. My squad sprang out of cover and opened fire on the guards near the rear entrance to the base, tearing their flesh into thin strips of bacon that rapidly shriveled without their skin's protection from Eve's environment. We arranged ourselves into a bolt formation and pierced their walls, destroying anything and everything they could use to take cover. At this moment we were met by Kilrok himself, clad in a hulking suit of rustic technology that put even a Horrornought to shame. As per our usual tactics, we target it's remarkable thin ankles. Kilrok's mech fell without grace, just as the fight had began. I had the honor of cutting his skull with my flagsword. We routed the remaining Mooks out of the area and collected all the supplies we could, moving onward to our next target.

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!

This is a story about Skyla Kerman and her SkyTech Aerospace. I may include pictures and I am basing it off of my rockets and launches in these threads made by @TheEpicSquared and @Oliverm001x: Prologue Skyla Kerman was woken up by her alarm. She turned her radio on to listen to the news. She smiled when she heard her name: "Kerbal Payments founders including Skyla Kerman gain millions of funds after they sell off to kPort". She had received multiple calls from friends and relatives which wanted to congratulate her on her 'winnings'. A lot of them just wanted some of her money. She told them that she had other ideas for the money. She wasn't selfish, but she had plans. Big plans. She was a very intelligent young lady who originally came from a small town in the South of Gednalna. Her family then moved to Ligartabia and on to Kelpogart where she went to university and co-founded Kerbal Payments. Kerbal Payments took the internet by storm, and it grew exponentially. Then she started to think of what she could do with the money. She imagined a world with no climate change, and one where space can be accessed by all. The first company she started was Kerbol Energy, which made solar panels. She then made Keesla, which made solar powered cars which could run forever. However, she quickly got bored of this and sold 50% of the shares to others, gaining a few more millions of funds, enough to make her own space company. She contacted a few friends from the 'KPayments Mafia' and together they founded SkyTech Aerospace. They hired a team of engineers, with her friend Mike Kriffin as Lead Engineer. They started work on a fuel tank, engines and attitude control thrusters. Little did they know it, but they had begun a new age of spaceflight and civilisation itself.