Angelo Kerman

Last images for the night:

Actually, BARIS will come with two versions of the dll: 1.3 and 1.2.2.

Be sure to RTFM, because if you don't I ain't answerin. Here are a couple of pages.

The dll had to be recompiled to support 1.3, so likely no.

There are templates that require scientists instead of engineers. All the Doc labs need a scientist as does the geology lab in the Casa/Ponderosa.

Kinda sad that everybody dies, but good read.

Thanks! I still have a few tricks up my sleeve for Pathfinder, such as Project Sandcastle, so there's more to come. In case you're wondering, Sandcastle will make use of that Konkrete resource I've had in Pathfinder for about a year...

Sample images from the event cards...

It's on the first page already.

There is a bug that I'm working on. You need someone with the ConverterSkill (Engineers have that). There's a Wiki page.

Wasn't planning on it- 10m is plenty big for the airship hulls. But I do take pull requests.

Wow, looks great!

Buffalo has the Outback backpack which can hold a variety of different resources.

I made a video:

I currently use a mouse to create the textures. I would like to use a tablet someday, preferably one with a screen. Without SAS, the LES will gently arch your capsule away from the booster. With SAS it will veer slightly away from straight ahead. It works great for the mk1 capsule and works well for the 1.875m Brumby (the larger two-seater in the pictures).

You're gonna need one of these...

I modeled and textured my mk1 Launch Escape System and got it into the game: It is designed to fit over the stock mk16 parachute (there'll be a node to make that happen). I have to wire up the launch escape part module, but the LES is almost ready for BARIS (a new feature for M.O.L.E).

Secure communications are very important- and HIPPA compliant!

Sure, here you go:

Hm, that's strange. So with all your processors and recyclers off, Snacks are consumed, but with them on Snacks aren't consumed? What are your recycler levels set at?

@Ger_space Loving the new anomalies you added! I found one the other day and it's been fun finding something other than deep space network dishes and monoliths. I also landed at Arakebo yesterday, that dish is enormous! Thanks for keeping Kerbal Konstructs going.

Had some fun with @blackheart612's AirplanePlus and BD Armory: Also did some uv unwarpping...

I conducted a successful water landing test:

“The deorbit motor’s fuel tank just sprung a leak,” Janchell said. Both she and Valentina had been crewing MOLE-2 for the past 78 days. The leaking tank simply added to the collection of failures plaguing the ailing station that had nearly exceeded its design life twice over. “Between that, the Brumby’s dead RCS, and a busted gyro, not to mention the cargo craft’s leaking monopropellant tank and busted comms, I think it’s time to call it.” “Looks like we’re not going to beat Jeb and Bob’s orbital record,” Valentina lamented. “Agreed,” Janchell said, “but look at all the science we’ve gathered! So much data to analyze when we get home.” “I think if we transfer fuel to the cargo ship’s tanks, we can store it there until our orbit lines up with the space center. Then transfer fuel back in and use it.” “No objections here, boss,” Janchell agreed. Valentina floated up to the Brumby re-entry capsule and powered it up. “Flight, MOLE-2,” Valentina radioed. “Time to come home. Station is falling apart. We’ll aim for the space center but no promises, a lot is breaking down up here.” “We copy, MOLE,” Gene radioed back, “we’ll see you in a few hours.” In the middle of her refit into a proper capsule recovery vessel, the Liberty found herself pressed into service again, this time performing the duty she was designed for. While ill-equipped for water recoveries, Bill proved her worth for land-based recovery on the airship’s maiden voyage, and Parie took advantage of that capability. It took less than 20 minutes for Parie and her team to fly to MOLE-2’s landing spot. “The Liberty definitely flies much better than the Ostrich,” she commented. At the landing site, Gedra and Stelissa helped Valentina and Janchell exit the Brumby and seat themselves in the Liberty’s passenger cab. Gedra then attached the airship’s crane cable to the capsule and hauled it into the cargo bay. Twenty minutes later, Liberty and her passengers recovered back at the space center, not long after sunset. “Next time guys, she’s got to have her name painted on,” Parie said to the maintenance crew, “she’s earned it.” *** “Aliens built that atomic clock in the temple,” Samalla said, reading the KSC expedition report during dinner. “Where does it say that,” Payin asked her sister. “It doesn’t but aliens made it. I’m certain of it. Technically it says the vonKermans created it, but it was aliens.” “What makes you say that, sis?” “Oh come on! An atomic clock found in an ancient temple? Definitely aliens.” “Right, sis.. So all they found was an atomic clock and an ancient temple?” “Yup, that’s what the report says- well, that and some exotic minerals. Why?” “Oh nothing,” Payin responded, “I kind of wish I could’ve been on that expedition. I’m starting to get into architecture. That temple sounds pretty neat. I wonder what they used it for?” “Maybe they practiced meditation there,” Munvan pondered, “learned how to shift their quantum consciousness.” “Their what,” Kelbin asked, looking at Munvan incredulously. “I think you’ve been spending too much time working on your 'hobby' in the gondo garden…” “No, seriously, dude,” Munvan retorted, “quantum consciousness theory is a real thing[*].” “Seriously?” “Totally, Kelbin. Check it. Like, quantum consciousness theory suggests that the kerbal brain interacts with the quantum foam- like, the subatomic structure of the verse. In one part of the theory, psychic phenomenon- like, uh, telepathy- isn’t much more than kerbals making a mental connection with the quantum foam. Or, like, precognition is just, like, getting a glimpse into another verse.” “So, you believe in S.A.V.E. theory," Payin asked. “Superimposed Alternate Variant Existences?[*] Yeah, girl, totally. I also believe there are multiple SAVEs, and like, since our brains are dialed into the quantum foam, we can glimpse at other SAVES and even shift our consciousness, you know? All it takes is meditation. Of course, all that is just conjecture without quantifiable proof, but it’s a totally awesome theory. Just imagine the possibilities...” “Oh, so it’s like when the aliens give you a WASD,” Samalla said. Munvan blinked. “WASD?” “Weird Anonymous Spontaneous Directive,” Samalla explained. “WASD. You know, one minute you’re eating snacks or working in the shop, and the next you’re standing outside with a wrench in your hand, tweaking a Gold Digger drill, and wondering where the time went.” “Uh yeah, I dig, girl,” Munvan nodded, “it’s not like that. It’s more like, you shift your quantum consciousness into another verse.” “Is that something you can teach me,” Kelbin asked. Munvan did a double-take. “Seriously? Uh, dude, I can teach you meditation… But like, shifting your quantum consciousness is most totally out of my league. It’s just a theory, but just think about the possibilities if it was real. Going to another reality would take, like years of practice, dig? Even if it were possible- and I highly doubt it- you’d have to start small, like shift into a branch of the current SAVE.” “How so,” the pilot pressed. “Ok dude, check it. Like say you’re flying along and you think something bad is going to happen. So like, you quickly take a mental snapshot of the verse and like, during your impending doom, you focus on something, a musical note, maybe. Well, like, you’re a pilot, so you probably like focus on an F9- uh, Falcon 9- launch.” “There’s no ‘Falcon 9,’ Munvan.” “Yeah, dude, I get it but, like- whatever... You like focus on your F9 or whatever, and bam! Your quantum consciousness goes into another branch of the SAVE, and you get another chance at not having a bad day.” “Huh. What happens to the, uh, ‘branch’ of the SAVE you were in?” “I dunno, dude, I guess it just like vanishes or something, but like, it doesn’t matter because like in that one, you’re, like, dead.” Liscella scoffed. “And on that lovely note, I’m going to turn in for the night.” *** “Excuse me, Captain,” Bobus said as he entered the Akron’s flight deck the next morning. The airship lifted off just after dawn in pursuit of the next anomaly on its list and was nearing the mountains. “The crew and I have a betting pool going on what the next anomaly is. It’s either a black monolith, green monolith, or another one of those tracking stations. The monoliths odds aren’t great but the payout is better. Do you guys want in?” “Mister Bobus,” Captain James responded, “Navy regulation 146.3.1 clearly states that there are no betting pools aboard ship. It leads to discipline problems and fist fights, understood?” Bobus looked shocked and embarrassed. “Yes, Sir,” he said sheepishly. “Good, now pass the word along, we’ll be arriving at the next anomaly soon.” The captain watched as Bobus left the flight deck, then turned back to the instruments. “Twenty kerbucks that it’s none of the above,” Liscella declared. “You’re on. How long until they realize that there’s no official betting pools?” “With Kimgee aboard? Not long.” *** The Akron wiggled its way between the icy mountains of the northern ice cap in search of their anomalous quarry. A frustrating search finally turned up a strange object resting at the base of a mountain. Captain James reluctantly handed over 20 kerbucks to his first officer. The giant airship majestically landed near the object- it looked like some kind of kerman-made trash. “There’s a lot of radiation in the area,” Mosa noted, reading the gondo lab’s sensors. “We shouldn’t stay here long.” Mosa exited the primary gondola clad in a hazmat suit and approached the object. “It looks like some kind of space probe,” she radioed. “It’s definitely not one of ours though. We don’t have probes this big. I’m going around to the back side… Huh?” “What,” Captain James asked over the wireless. “I think it’s vonKerman.” “It’s What?” “It’s vonKerman,” Mosa repeated. “I recognize the writing. It also looks like it has an atomic battery that’s busted. That would explain the radiation.” “Why would the vonKermans make a space probe,” Liscella asked. “They don’t even have a space program.” “Maybe they had one once,” Mosa responded. “This has been here awhile.” “Ok, we’ll have to figure it out later. Get back here ASAP and into decon,” the captain ordered. “Not much else to do here. We’ll report back to KSC and see what they say.” [*] With a big shout out to @Parkaboy's Plan Kappa