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I had an idea for a full-length feature film about the history of the space program's most well-known pilot: Jebediah Kerman! Many of you may not know this, but I AM Jebediah, and the film would be based off of true events which happened in my youth. Surprisingly, as a young pilot-in-training, I was actually quite a coward! I could barely sit in a cockpit without screaming my head off. The film would cover the story of how, when I was still in training, an SRB test failed, killing most of the test pilots, and causing the rest to leave. I was the only one left, because I'd never heard about the disaster. At the same time, VAB workers had forgotten to put gyros onto the 50-million-fund Kerbal XXVI Mun mission, requiring a probe send them up after launch to add them to the spacecraft, piloted by Bill and Bob. However, with the munar intercept burn rapidly approaching, the VAB had no probe cores, and required a pilot to perform the few simple tasks that pod-mounted autopilots could not do. I, being the only pilot left, was reluctantly selected to pilot the ship. I was tricked into thinking I was testing a simulator, then beaten unconscious and put into the capsule. When I woke up I was launched kicking and screaming into space. The docking went well, but I mistakenly jettisoned my own capsule, and therefore had to go to the Mun with Bill and Bob, and out-of-control adventure that, upon landing back at Kerbin, turned me into the cold-blooded badass I am today.

 

Let me know what you think about the idea for a movie that tells the true story of my life!

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Better to ask in the fan works section than here. You can ask a mod to move this thread.

to answer the question... It feels like a standard shanghaied to disaster and adventure plot. So it will depend on the finer details of your story and script.

without knowing what your rodeo count looks like, I'm going say write up the first 15 minutes of the script and post it for comment in fan works. Any of us in the will be able to provide pointers, critiques, and suggestions for additional resources.

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I just decided that it would be too long to fit into a movie, so I'm going to make a series. It would be a bunch of 15-minute episodes, each sequentially telling more of the story of the Kerbal Space Program, all the way from its start more than 90 years ago. I have so far written one episode. It's about how Werner Von Kerman and his assistant Frederick were kicked out of the Kerbal Aeronautical Society for wasting money. Werner and Frederick subsequently found an old warehouse for sale on an island near the shore (today the location of the abandoned airfield), where they discovered the old, yellowed scientific papers written by Tchaikovsky Kerman more than 120 years prior. They then used the equations Tchaikovsky had written as a basis for the beginning of the Kerbal Space Program. Any ideas for episode 2? Keep in mind, though, that in real life, the two started out knowing absolutely nothing about rocketry, so failures were numerous, and I want to keep the show firmly grounded in reality. 

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On 12/31/2016 at 3:26 PM, MinimalMinmus said:

How about an episode during the second Kerbin war?

My story for the four orange suits was that they met as soldiers in a Kerbal war, a battle of five armies sort of thing. It makes sense that the "mostly reliable" KSP tech was developed for that. Good idea!

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On Friday, December 30, 2016 at 8:53 PM, JKerman said:

Keep in mind,that in real life, the two started out knowing absolut el y nothing about rocketry, so failures were numerous, and I want to keep the show firmly grounded in  reality. 

Reality? This! Is! KSP!

You may want to go with grounded within kerbal reality rather than ours. It will make things a bit easier. Especially since there is not a perfect one to one mapping between the two. 

As for the everyone meets in a war background. Yeah it works but it's been done a fair bit. That is not to say the some of the characters can't have combat experience. If you go down that road go for something different. For example jeb and val both fought in the last war, on the same front, but on opposite side and frequently against each other directly.

As for direction... asking the gallery can be dangerous. You'll get lots of suggestions but little direction. It can work but you will need to keep your hands on the reigns and know where you're going. That being said ep 2 and 3 should be them exploring the fuels and the engines. "Ignition!" by Clark would be a good backgrounder for it. 

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1 hour ago, steuben said:

Reality? This! Is! KSP!

You may want to go with grounded within kerbal reality rather than ours. It will make things a bit easier. Especially since there is not a perfect one to one mapping between the two. 

As for the everyone meets in a war background. Yeah it works but it's been done a fair bit. That is not to say the some of the characters can't have combat experience. If you go down that road go for something different. For example jeb and val both fought in the last war, on the same front, but on opposite side and frequently against each other directly.

As for direction... asking the gallery can be dangerous. You'll get lots of suggestions but little direction. It can work but you will need to keep your hands on the reigns and know where you're going. That being said ep 2 and 3 should be them exploring the fuels and the engines. "Ignition!" by Clark would be a good backgrounder for it. 

Keep in mind that I am Jebediah Kerman, and I have read all the history books.

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I agree with Steuben that war as a background to the KSP has been done a fair bit. That's no reason not to do it of course but I also agree with Steuben's comment about going for something different if you do.

As an alternative source of inspiration you could look at the various amateur rocketry clubs and space societies that sprang up before the 2nd World War. The British Interplanetary Society for example, or the Verein für Raumschiffahrt in Germany. There was a Russian one too but I forget the name. What they all had in common though was a dream of going to space - and rockets were the way to get there.

On Earth of course, rockets were adapted as weapons first and space launchers second (and then primarily as a propaganda tool to begin with). However, the original spirit of the rocketry clubs - peaceful exploration of space by amateurs - would make a pretty good background to the KSP in my opinion. Going with that approach also fits with your idea of the early KSP knowing nothing about rocketry.

Finally, if you'll forgive the shameless plug, your opening episode isn't a million miles away from my own headcanon. You're welcome to borrow any bits that look useful although you'll probably have your own, better ideas!

The very beginning (as told on the way back from the Mun.)
 

Spoiler

 

James squeezed the last of the creva stew out of his ration pack and chewed it thoughtfully. He glanced at the comms panel, checking that the air to ground loop with Mission Control was switched off, then turned to face his crew.

“Wernher," he said at last. “Now that we've finally got some downtime, perhaps you could answer a question for me?"

Wernher looked at him quizzically. “I can try," he replied. “What is it?"

“TMI," said James slowly, “I saw your face when Jeb came on-loop - it looked like you were expecting it?"

Wernher shrugged. “I wasn't told either," he said, “but Jeb's been working towards this flight since he was a student at the Institute. If he wasn't up here himself, not a single kerbal in the KIS would have begrudged him the flight director's seat, Gene least of all."

Sherfel blinked. “How old is Jeb?" she asked.

“He was nearly nine years out of the Institute when we launched the Kerbal 1," Wernher said quietly, “and that wasn't yesterday."

For the first time that Wernher could remember, James looked genuinely impressed. “That's a long time," he said softly. “And when his dream flight came up, he still didn't pull the boss slot."

“No," said Wernher. “We would have given it to him, but Jeb's always been scrupulous about fair crew selection. You wouldn't have guessed it from my tutorial group, but he's grown up to be one hell of a leader. I doubt anybody else could have kept us going long enough to see the Kerbal 1 fly."

“You were Jeb's tutor?" exclaimed Sherfel.

Wernher nodded. “And supervisor for his final year project."

Sherfel caught the shift in his voice. “Sounds like there's a story there," she said, checking the flight clock. “And we've got a couple of hours before the next systems check. I could use something to pass the time."

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The canteen doors swung shut. Wernher looked curiously at Jeb Kerman, sitting alone at a nearby table, prodding an unappetising mush of tubers, beans and greens around his plate. He walked over and sat down by the younger kerbal.

“Mind if I join you, Jeb?"

Jeb laughed hollowly, “Sure. There might even be some stew left if you're unlucky."

Wernher's face fell as he took in the empty canteen. “Oh well,“ he said, “Looks like sandwiches again. Anyhow - what's up, Jeb? Not like you to be sitting here on your own."

Jeb looked moodily at his tutor. “Final year project." he said briefly, “Still can't think of anything to do."

“I thought you were helping Bill with his stability augmentation system?" said Wernher.

“Yeah, I thought about that," said Jeb, “but I want to build something, Wernher. Not a mockup for a wind tunnel, not a chunk of circuitry to plug into a test sim. I want to take something outside and see it fly."

“Ahh," said Wernher carefully, “I think I see the problem."

Jeb pushed his plate away. “Yeah. I don't think a hobby shop plane is really going to cut it. What about you, Wernher? How are the jet intakes working?"

Wernher glanced around surreptitiously. “Variable geometry pre-cooling intakes," he said absently, "Theory looks sound, if I can build a light enough heat exchanger." He looked at Jeb thoughtfully. “I've been working on a side project though." He got to his feet. “C'mon. I think you need to see this."

The two kerbals crossed the main quadrangle of the Kerbin Aeronautical Research Institute and headed for the large blocky building of the Jet Propulsion Department. As they walked, Jeb tried to keep up with Wernher's muttered monologue.

“So anyway, I figured that if you can't get enough air through the intake at that altitude, then why not store it onboard. Or if not air, then something that would do the same job. Then I realised that you could power the whole aircraft like that - and with a much simpler engine. Just a pair of turbo-pumps, a combustion chamber and a nozzle really, although getting the details right was tricky. I thought about solids for a bit but they're not very controllable."

Jeb choked. “You seriously thought about propelling an aircraft with fireworks?" he spluttered.

Wernher looked around frantically. “Shhhhh," he whispered, “Yes, fireworks basically, but a bit more refined." He pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the side door to the JPD. They hurried down the corridor to Wernher's workshop.

“What's all this whispering and secrecy for?" asked Jeb.

Wernher gave him a sidelong look. “Well partly it's because I'm not really ready to show this to anyone yet," he said, “but also, I've ummm borrowed one or two things from the lab to build the D1."

“D1?" said Jeb.

“Demo 1," said Wernher, stuffing equipment into two large bags. Jeb spotted a pair of gas cylinders and what looked like a tripod stand. “Not a very original name I admit, but nice and anonymous. OK, that's everything - let's go!"

“Wernher - what on Kerbin is wrong with the Institute test range?"

“I told you, Jeb - I'm not ready to show this to anyone yet. You're only getting a sneak peek because you were looking so damn miserable in the canteen. Right - here we are."

Jeb wiped the sweat from his forehead. The Institute buildings were safely out of sight, hidden by the hillside and a small copse of trees. The ground underfoot was hard packed and rocky and Wernher was having trouble setting up his tripod.

“Ooof, OK that's far enough. Test rig next."

Jeb looked at the spindly contraption. “Hold on." he said slowly. “Isn't that..."

“Borrowed!" said Wernher, “And I haven't done anything to it. Well, nothing that I can't undo anyway. Right - propellant tanks next." He hung the gas cylinders on the makeshift test stand. Jeb raised his eyebrows as he recognised the name of a well known brand of camping gas stencilled on the side of one of them.

“Stove gas, Wernher?"

“Yes, yes, stove gas and nitrous oxide. OK, propellant lines are secure, just need to plug in the control box..."

Jeb eyed the finished article skeptically. The D1 seemed to consist of an oddly shaped nozzle attached to a metal ball which was studded with bits and pieces of equipment. Two thin hoses connected the ball to the gas cylinders, and the whole unlikely contrivance hung from the tripod on a rather expensive set of strain gauges. Cables trailed from various points into the control box in Wernher's hands.

“Are you sure about this, Wernher?"

“Perfectly sure. Here we go."

Jeb glanced around for the nearest rock to hide behind as Wernher started mumbling to himself.

“Valves open...gas generator on..."

A small flame appeared at the tip of a tube.

“Pumps spinning up - and ignition!"

Jeb heard a sharp metallic clicking from the depths of Wernher's contraption, jumping backwards as a gust of flame shot out of the nozzle with a whump of exploding gas. With a steadily building roar, the gust quickly focused into a bright blue flame. Jeb laughed.

“It even sounds like a camping stove, Wernher."

Wernher's only response was to point at the strain gauge assembly. Jeb leaned gingerly forward.

"Hey - not bad." Then a thought struck him. “Wernher - you designed this for high altitude flight right? How high is high exactly?"

Wernher shrugged. “Whatever you like, provided there's still enough air for the wings."

“What about a vacuum?" Jeb raised his hand. “Yeah, yeah, can't fly in a vacuum I know,  but the engine should still work right?"

“It should work better in a vacuum," said Wernher slowly. “but why a.... oh you can't be serious, Jeb?"

Jeb's eyes gleamed. “Oh yes I can, Wernher. I think we need to give your camping stove a new name and I'm thinking that LV-1 has a nice ring to it."

“LV-1?"

“Launch Vehicle One, Wernher. Launch. Vehicle. One!"

Wernher unclipped his water bottle and took a long drink. “And that's how it all started," he said. “By the time Jeb finished his final year project, he'd already founded the Kerbin Interplanetary Society and started work on a new LV-2 engine. He even put together a relatively conservative research proposal - complete with a raft of anticipated benefits for other Institute research programs - for a sounding rocket based on it. Unfortunately, the KIS also had a tendency to be... vocal about critics of our spaceflight ambitions, which the Institute rather took exception to. Eventually of course, we were kicked out for wasting Institute time and resources on “overgrown toys and ridiculous flights of fancy." ' (emphasis added. :) )

“But you kept going?" said Sherfel quietly.

“We did," said Wernher. “We pooled all our money to start up the junkyard business, partly to fund our experiments, and partly to get hold of some parts and raw materials." He grinned. “Once we were established, Geneney had the bright idea of bidding on the Institute's recycling contract. I'm sure at least one of the senior professors was highly amused to see us reduced to hauling Institute scrap, but most of our best early stock - including our first pressure suits - was basically recovered from Institute dumpsters."

James shook his head. “And you managed to build a crewed sub-orbital spacecraft out of it."

“It took a lot longer than we expected," said Wernher ruefully. “Not surprising really, given what we had to work with. But we made it. The Kerbal 1 flight was a success, Bill had the presence of mind to take his camera, and the rest you know about." He rolled his shoulders. “Anyway, enough storytelling - we should probably check in with Mission Control."

 

And skipping ahead.

Spoiler

 

Before the Space Program, before Mainsails and Mun rovers, before there was even such a thing as a probe core, there was just a group of friends with a shared dream, who refused to let that dream go.

This is part of their story.

It was a bright sunlit afternoon as Geneney walked out to the launch pad. He could see the rocket in his minds eye. A gleaming tower of sculptured metal rising into the sky with a cluster of the latest generation engines at the base and the newest, most spacious capsule sitting proudly at the top. Ready to take him to the Mun, to Minmus or anywhere else he cared to go.

He sighed. The reality of course was rather different. A rusty launch tower constructed from old scaffolding. A bunker full of worn out monitors and other abandoned electronic gear. And a last ditch attempt at a rocket that they had built from whatever junk they could scavenge up and weld together. Wernher's original LV-1 engine had proven far far more difficult to scale up than any of them had imagined. Getting the stability augmentation system to work had eventually been an exercise in stubbornness rather than elegant engineering. And as for the decouplers.

Geneney shook his head. Best not to think about the wretched decouplers.

He reached the first of the launch clamps and inspected it carefully. The rocket loomed above him, a battered metal cylinder with a tangle of plumbing at the base, connected to the familiar ribbed shape of the LV-15 engine bell. Four RT-5 solid fuel boosters attached to the sides by explosive bolts and a simple capsule secured to the top with more explosive bolts completed this most unlikely looking spacecraft. In Geneney's opinion 'booster' was an optimistic name for a squat drum of firework propellant with a cone attached to the bottom. As for sticking them on with explosive bolts...

No - best not to think about the decouplers. Besides they had worked well enough in testing and none of them had been able to get the hydraulic pusher system to work reliably.

Geneney could hear voices far above him as Lucan helped the three cosmonauts into the capsule. An occasional mumbled comment from Bill, Bob's nervous chatter and Jeb, talking up a storm in his enthusiasm. Geneney smiled to himself. Bill was still a believer, Bob... well Bob was loyal. If his best friends were risking themselves in a home-brewed rocket, then Bob would be there alongside them. And as for Jeb, he had never given up, despite all the difficulties, frustrations and exploded prototypes. He'd kept them going, with his permanent grin and irrepressible enthusiasm, even as the other members of the Kerbin Interplanetary Society had gradually drifted away. It helped that the grin hid a surprisingly competent engineer, otherwise Geneney was fairly sure that Wernher would have stuffed Jeb headfirst into the engine bell of the LV-10 test model and probably fired it too.

His smile faded. The LV-10 test had been a definite low point and they still hadn't figured out exactly what went wrong. The LV-15 worked, although it wasn't close to being powerful enough and all their attempts to cluster multiple LV-15s together had failed. Eventually even Jeb had conceded that the multiple LV-15 design was just too prone to overheating and suggested using a set of RT-5 'Trashcan' engines instead.

All the launch clamps seemed to be in order and a loud clang from above announced that Lucan had finally closed the hatch of the Kerbal 1. Geneney waited as Lucan clambered down the launch tower and the two kerbals hurried back to the control bunker.

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Geneney tapped his microphone.

"Kerbal 1, this is Control. How are you guys doing up there?"

Jeb's voice crackled from the speakers.

"Cool, calm and collected, Genie. How's that telemetry looking?"

If Geneney knew Bill and Bob, then calm was most probably a lie, let alone collected. No point in breaking the facade though.

"Wernher's just running the last tests on the decouplers now Jeb. Five minutes to launch."

Wernher pressed a button on his console and grunted in satisfaction as a set of indicator lights winked out. He flicked a switch and all five lights flickered briefly then lit up with a reassuring green glow.

"All rocket systems check out. Guidance control and launch sequencing transferred to booster. Ready when you are, Gene."

"OK then. We all know what we're doing. LV-15 engine start on my mark, 3 second hold down at full power as a last check, then we release the clamps and light up the Trashcans. That last bit is probably going to be a bit bouncy guys, so as soon as the LV-15 lights you'll probably want to hold on to something."

"Gotcha, Genie."

Geneney took a deep breath. "LV-15 ignition in five...four...three...two...one.. Mark!"

Lucan and Geneney turned towards the main monitor screen. Behind them they could hear Wernher rattling through the ignition checklist.

"Firing gas generator, turbopumps powering up and IGNITION!"

Fire erupted from the base of the Kerbal 1, rapidly focusing into a single hard bright flame. A steadily increasing rumble could be heard outside as the LV-15 throttled up to full power.

"Holding for three...two...one..."

The bunker shook to a thunderous roar as all four RT-5s ignited, sending sheets of flame washing across the launch pad. The image on the monitor flared brightly. Spots danced in front of Geneney's eyes as he stared at the screen trying desperately to spot the Kerbal 1 amongst all the static. As the image came back into focus, all Geneney could see was a badly scorched launch pad. The noise in his headphones suggested that this was due to a successful launch rather than a catastrophic explosion but the faint screams didn't sound at all good. The static on monitor 2 didn't look promising either.

"Wernher - talk to me!"

"LV-15 performing well, all four RT-5s are running. All decouplers intact," came the calm response. "Capsule telemetry and sensors offline."

Geneney gripped the arms of his chair tightly. "Which means?"

"We have no way of telling how high the capsule is travelling, how fast or at what angle."

Lucan interrupted him "If the decouplers haven't fired...I can still hear the engines in my headset, so the rocket should still be in one piece." He snapped his fingers. "The main data cable - it probably just came loose during the launch. Wernher, try SCE to Aux."

Geneney's knuckles turned white as Wernher searched for the switch on his console. Then, with a click, monitor 2 lit up, as telemetry suddenly flooded in from the Kerbal 1. A slow smile spread across Geneney's face as he got to his feet and slapped Lucan on the back. Above his head, the numbers for altitude and velocity of the Kerbal 1 were both steadily increasing.

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"10 seconds till burnout."

Geneney kept his fingers firmly crossed as he waited for the Trashcans to shut down. Five seconds to go, two, one... and nothing. The roar of the engines still filled his headphones. Five more seconds, ten more seconds. He was just turning towards Wernher, when everything went quiet. There was a series of muffled explosions and four lights on Wernher's console winked out. He grabbed the microphone.

"Kerbal 1, this is Control. Come in Kerbal 1! Jeb, Bill, Bob - can you hear me!"

Jeb chuckled. "Hearing you loud and clear, Genie if you'd let us get a word in edgewise!"

"Jeb - thank the Kerm! Are you guys OK up there?"

"The Bobcat here is looking a bit blue but we're all good. Nothing but Class A Badasses on this rocket ship!" Jeb paused to savour the moment. "Yeah, this rocket ship...", his voice trailed away. "Dammit guys we did it! Faster than any kerbal has ever travelled, higher than any kerbal has ever travelled and way way noisier than any kerbal has ever travelled! I told you those Trashcans would do the trick!"

"Well we've still got a couple of things left to do, Jeb but yeah - those Trashcans definitely made it happen. Thirty seconds of fuel left for the LV-15."

Lucan was keeping a close eye on the telemetry. The Kerbal 1 was actually accelerating slightly now as the last litres of fuel drained away, until at last the engines shut down. The last light flickered out on Wernher's console accompanied by a final muffled bang from the speakers.

"Shutdown and booster separation confirmed, Jeb. We figure you should top out at around thirty to thirty five thousand metres."

"Thanks, Luco. Not bad for a first flight, not bad at all! Looks like I won that bet with the Bobcat too - he reckoned we'd get to twenty five thousand at best!"

Bob laughed nervously. "Are you sure they were just the standard Trashcans, Jeb? If we get down from here in one piece, I'm not sure I'll be able to get out of this seat, I got mashed into it so hard."

"Didn't touch them, Bobcat. They sure did make for one heck of a ride though. What did you think, Bill? Hey - are you OK there, Bill? That window isn't coming loose is it?"

"Oh... Oh wow... Guys you need to see this." Bill silently reached out a hand and Jeb wordlessly passed him the camera.

Geneney blinked. He'd never heard Jeb sound like that before. Almost awestruck.

"What is it, Jeb?"

"It's Kerbin... just Kerbin. Only not quite and all of it at once. And the sky - it's full of more stars than you can believe. Greens and blues and brilliant white clouds and then black and stars."

"You're not making any sense, Jeb."

"No, no I don't think I am. You're gonna have to see this for yourself, Genie."

Geneney sighed. "You know we're never going to get another shot at this. The Kerbal 1 was all we had left," he said sadly.

"Actually, Genie, if even half of Bill's photos come out, I think you're going to get to see this quicker than you can imagine and in a bigger and better rocket than you can imagine too. Hey, Bill, if you're done with that camera, pass it over here. Genie, I'm taking off my helmet, sticking the camera into it and wedging it under the control panel for safekeeping."

Geneney's jaw dropped. "What, why, what are you doing? What happens if you get an air leak?!"

Jeb's voice was uncharacteristically serious. "I'll just have to hold my breath, Genie. Whatever happens to Bill, Bob and me, you need this camera. It's all the proof that the Kerbin Interplanetary Society needs and it's going to change everything."

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Two small green figures stood on the roof of a makeshift concrete bunker, anxiously peering out to sea. Geneney glanced at his watch and then scanned the horizon again, too nervous to look away for more than a moment. He knew that he probably wouldn't see the capsule from this distance but the parachute should be visible. And it should be visible any moment now. Beside him, Wernher suddenly stiffened and pointed at the sky. An orange streamer popped into view, plunged towards the ground and then fluttered skywards. Geneney's heart was in his mouth. If that was the drogue chute then...

YES! Two orange discs burst into the sky and then unfurled into the welcome, welcome sight of two fully opened parachutes. Geneney and Wernher looked at each other, grinned in triumph and then threw themselves down the stairs as fast as they could.

"Lucan, Wernher - boat. Now! We've got three kerbonauts to pick up!

Epilogue - two days later

Four members of the Kerbin Interplanetary Society were lounging about at the Jebediah Kerman Junkyard and Spare Parts Company. Bill was in Jeb's office working on his camera, whilst Jeb was out with a pair of customers, helping them rummage through a pile of old engine parts. As the three of them strolled back towards the office, Geneney overhead snatches of conversation.

"Were you boys anything to do with a mighty lot of noise out by that old rusty tower the other day?"

Jeb nodded, "Yup, that was us, sir. Testing some bits and pieces from the junkyard."

The older of the two customers chuckled. "People back in town reckon they saw one of those rockets flying into the sky." He snorted. "Load of nonsense if you ask me, never mind what those crazy interplanetary characters keep talking about. Although I have to admit, they do make some mighty fine explosions."

Genneny stifled a grin as Jeb tried his best to keep a straight face. Just then Bill popped his head around the office door.

"Hey guys - photo's came out nicely. You want to take a look?"

Jeb smiled. "Love to, Bill." He turned towards his customers politely, "and would you good kerbals care to join us?"

Geneney stared at Jeb's office wall. Most of Bill's photographs were blurry views of not very much, taken out of what was obviously a very small window. Several more showed what looked like maps. But none of the eight kerbals crammed into the room had eyes for anything other than the largest picture in the middle. This too was clearly a view through a window but beautifully sharp. A very obviously curved line down the middle separated inky blackness from brilliant blue, dusky brown and lush green. Far away in the distance, the familiar battered grey ball of the Mün rose over Kerbin.

Geneney blinked back tears. Jeb was right. They had really done it. They could do it again. And there would be a Space Program.

 

I don't really go into much detail about all the stuff that happened in between I'm afraid but it sounds as though your series would!

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