Joshmo

I like the lifting the car with a plane idea.

Nicely done Semo. I don\'t think I\'m going to get this done with my current part loadout.

I just want you to know, SasquatchM, you are evil.

Well, that\'s enough for tonight. More failing tomorrow.

I can\'t wait!

I have been working on a craft very similar to this one for several weeks now with very little success. Balance is an issue, of course, and the switch from vertical to horizontal is extremely sketchy.

Will you be posting a cast list at some point?

Very interesting

It took me a long time to get all those silly things up there. I kept hitting 'end flight', instead of 'space center'

Why thank you.

Sweet!

Thanks. It\'s short because I kept feeling like I was forcing it. Sometimes less really is more.

First off, you sir are a freakin genius. This is great. I actually just watched Alien last night, (for the first time in a LONG time.) I do not have trouble flying it at all, it feels very balanced to me. Since it was brought up... I use MechJeb mostly for some of the more tedious tasks. When I have completed the design phase of a new ship, and I know it flies, I don\'t need to worry about the launch stuff so much - especially since most of what I have been doing lately is making landers. It\'s much faster to let MechJeb get me to one of the muns and then work with the lander myself. Especially because I have two kids running around trying to make me crash at every opportunity. Once again, great job. Any plans for a Prometheus?

Slingshot!

(assuming you meant Mk2 hulls, not Mk3 ones) I have some lag issues with the design though (as evidenced by the altimeter bugging out in the last shot), so I couldn\'t try to land it. It still has some two and half tons of fuel left to deorbit, and an appreciable amount of kerosene for a powered glide home, so it should be able to return safely. I\'ll try to simplify the construction a little in hopes of removing whatever causes the horrible lag, so I can try a proper mission with it. That freakin thing is beautiful.

10/10 Who doesn\'t love science music?

I like how they landed at the bar.

The mission was unprecedented. They weren\'t even sure it was possible. They had found a planet. Or rather they had found a planet capable of sustaining life, and it was close. Relatively close anyway. Galactically speaking, it was right next door. It had water, and air, and dry land. Little else was known about this planet, designated R7h. Some speculated that the irregular dark patches that could be found scattered around R7h may even be cities. So, an expedition was planned to go and find out. For this endeavor to succeed, new technologies would have to be invented. They decided to stop mucking about with the unreliable science of cryogenics, and came up with something a bit less invasive. They dubbed it 'animated twilight'. It was something a bit more like a medical coma, and certainly a lot less invasive than freezing one\'s body solid. For propulsion, they decided not to get designs from overly clever high school students, and paid some actual engineers to come up with something appropriate. Something efficient and powerful. The engineers, who had been until now writing papers on metal fatigue and designing beer cannons, jumped at the opportunity to pay off some student loans finally. Solar technology benefitted the most from this project. As the flight of the ship would take them farther from any star as anyone had ever been before, they finally got around to boosting the effectiveness of standard solar cells. They also came up with a new type of algae-based battery. The approval of the mission, and of the new projects, and new technologies boosted the vigor and public interest of the space program which had been waning in recent years. Exploration had been more or less put on the back burner in favor of mining projects, and this discovery would perhaps get things back on track. Finally, three men were selected from hundreds of applicants. They were not picked solely based on physical prowess, or intelligence - though they certainly were factors. But the theory that there just may be intelligent life meant that whoever was sent would also have to have some diplomatic abilities. The ones chosen were smart, and well conditioned physically of course, but most importantly, they were nice. The new ship designs worked better than anyone expected. The crew was safely encased in their animated twilight couches, the new ion drives were humming away, and the solar cells and algae batteries were supplying more than enough electricity for three men having a thirty-seven year daydream. Ground control and in fact the whole world waited patiently as the years ticked by. Biometric telemetry was surprisingly stable for the entire trip. The only hiccup was when an asteroid decided to spend some time directly in the path of the radio feed. By and by, time ground along - as it tends to do, and the crew were eventually awakened. 'Have you ever had a nightmare you couldn\'t wake up from?' asked the pilot. 'Not since I was a kid,' answered the science officer. 'Well, this one lasted for about twelve years. It was about how we found some aliens who imprisoned us and kept us as pets - after they found out we were no good to eat. 'Hmm,' responded the science officer. 'Sounds like you shouldn\'t have eaten before you got in that pod.' 'Now that\'s a good idea,' intoned the captain. 'I haven\'t eaten in nearly forty years. Checklist and then food.' Running through the checklist showed no major issues. All t\'s were crossed, and only a couple of the i\'s were missing their dots. 'Now then,' said the captain, rubbing his now full belly. 'Let\'s get us a look at that planet.' The pilot began preparations for low orbit, and the science officer trained his instruments upon this strange new world. 'It\'s so much like home,' he said. 'Captain, you need to see this.' As the captain stepped up behind the science officer, his breath caught in his throat. 'Get me mission control,' he said, rushing to his seat. 'We are not alone - repeat: not alone in the universe anymore. There is life on R7h, and they are sentient. They have cities. They are definitely intelligent. And get this Huston, they are little green men!'

Actually, that description would probably work better for a soldier. Sign me up!

Well, I\'m sold.

This is such a neat idea.

I would love to be a pilot. Brown hair cut in a high-and-tight. hard green eyes. What about a mustache? No jewelry, very military. A bit tall for his kind, but not so tall to be unable to fit in a command module. 62 cm how about?

Thumbs up. Hi-larious.

I need to take some more shots now!

It did turn out a bit darker than I expected. All I had at first was that last line. It turned out bleaker than I thought, but sometimes you have to go where the story takes you.