Nivee~

Oooof!! Right in the feelings!

I was wondering, if a kerbal could have multiple specialities. A base kerbal would have all the skills :Piloting, engineering and science-ing.. However, if a Kerbal is designated as a pilot when it was recruited, it can go up to 5 stars as a pilot, but only 2 stars as an Engineer and 3 stars as a Scientist, depending on the courage-stupidity characteristics. This will allow greater flexibility in the missions. Can we please have a discussion on this topic?

I got Subnautica for free! :3 They were having a giveaway and the game can be purchased for free until December 27 11:59 pm EST from the Epic Games Store! Now, to see what this VR hubalubadubbub is all about! Wait! I dont have a VR headset! When are they giving VR headsets for free? Next Christmas, maybe!

Author's notes: Hi! It's me again! Since this is a story of two groups in conflict with each other, it would be more interesting if the groups had different construction styles, be it landers, launchers, spaceplanes, etc.... I primarily build in a bare-bones manner, I don't really have that artistic flair. (I have the artistic perception of a Mountain Gorrila!) So, I would love it if someone, who build crafts in a visibly different art style, make the crafts for ESA. Those who are interested may contact me! Thanks!

Chapter 2 Orbital Shenanigans! And is ESA up to something? At Mortimer Kerman's office, two kerbals were staring at him, slack jawed. "Wait a minute, please back up." Jonas said. "So, we borked up at the tracking station, and now we get to be kerbonauts. Why?" "My best Kerbonauts are at the Duna missions. I needed two scientists, and here you are! Just falling into my lap." "You do realize that we can refuse this offer, dont you?" Darya said. "Yes, yes I do. All you have to do, is to get out of that door. Then it will be all over. Your acaedemics, your achievements, none of those will matter anymore." Mort glared. "But you know what you will lose the most? The acknowledgement. That you crave so much." He looked at Sarya. "There's the door right there, Ms Darya." Tension was thick in the air, one could cut it with a butter knife. Sarya turned to the door, took one step forward. And it was then when the door opened. "You called for me, Mortimer?" Valentina Kerman walked in "Oh, Val! Nice of you to join us! We have new potential recruits I would like you to coach. Although one of them is pretty unsure still." "I changed my mind!" Darya squeaked."I want to be a kerbonaut too." "Well, that was quick. What do you think Val?" Mort asked. "Nothing, not yet." Val looked at the two young scientists."If they dont run away after the first few days of training, they are good in my book." "Well, it is set then. Your training will begin tomorrow. Don't be late!" Mortimer then shooed them out of his office, except Valentina. "I thought you would leave, honestly." Jonas asked Darya, once they were outside. "I dunno, I just thought it would be fun to try it out." Darya replied, but her eyes were fixated on Mort's office door. ****** The following days were a flurry of activities as Darya and Jonas were introduced to kerbonaut training regimens. Since they were short on time, Valentina modified their training. Instead of the mandatory 2 year training program, it would be a 4 month of gruelling, back breaking, sheer torture. At least that's how both scientists were feeling as they limped out of the centrifuge. "My bones are jellyyyy...." Darya groaned. "My arms, legs, back.. my everything hurts!" "That's 8 gees for you. Training will only get harder from now on." Valentina said, ignoring Jonas' groans of 'You always say thaaaaaaaattttt...' Thereafter, it was the turn for pilot training, followed by weigtlessness simulations. After the fundamentals were covered, it was soon time for an actual mission to LKO! "Your mission will be to do some orbital assembly on the space station grind. It is a relatively simple one. All you need to do is to attach power and communication modules at the space station." Valentina said. "There is already a crew aboard Grind, you will be assisting them. Now, any questions?" "Yes Ma'am, if I may?" Jon raised his hand. "According to the manual, we are supposed to be working on the simulator and train for weightlessness in the ocean?" "We are on an accelerated time table, cadet! And I, for one, believe that hands on experience is more practical! Any other questions? " When she did not receive any response she concluded the meeting and sent the cadets packing. The next day, an Epsilon class Rocket was on the launchpad with the Crew Transport Vehicle. Aboard the crew were Jonas, Darya and Valentina. Their mission: Train on Space station Grind. The rocket took off at night. There's not much to say about the launch, side from the fact that it was routine. The rocket carried a docking node as well. This would allow further expansion of the Space Station Grind. The Crew Transport Vehicle, along with the docking node, rendezvoused with the station. and then reoriented itself to dock with the docking node. It went on to dock the node at the right position, and then separating from the now secured docking node. ...and docked at the opposite end of the station. "Now, there is a custom whenever a crew boards the station." Valentina grabbed a mallet from the airlock wall and banged it on a bell. "HEYYY!! WAKE UP!! WE ARE HERE!! OPEN THE DOOR, !!" She screamed into the microphone. "Good Kraken, I am here, I am here..." The gang heard an exasperated voice from the other side of the airlock. The door swung open and two kerbs welcomed the crew. "Sarya, Jonas, meet Maxton and Sidcott. Their is a high probability that all of you will be crewmates in near future. So try to get along." "Wait, where's your spaceship, I didn't see anything docked there." Darya asked. "Oh, it is floating in space somwhere. The docking pins of the ship failed, and it got detached. Now it's floating around, dead in LKO." "It's dangerous in space, now keep that in mind and take some rest. We have a long day tomorrow." ****** A little boy was surrounded by a couple of kerbals."Oh, you little mulch! You think you are hot stuff, don't you?" The ringleader cracked his knuckles. "He's a traitor, Chaddorf. Not worth your time." One of the kids chimed in. "Regardless, I think I should teach him a lesson." The little boy raised his hands, trying to shield himself, but it was too la... *Bleep**bleep**Bleep* Jonas woke up in cold sweat, his hands pushing against the restraints of his wall mounted bed. He switched off the bleeping alarm, breathed a sigh of relief, and freshened up. "Hey, Jonas! We will be fixing up the docking node now! Val said told us to do the assembly on the node and the power truss. Mardoff had assembled and commisioned the station, so they are off duty for now. " Darya told him. "Sure, let's get on to that." Jonas manually undocked the docking node, and removed one of the docking ports and fit it on the station. He then removed the docking port of the Nadir side of the space station, and fit the docking node at the free node. No docking ports, no wobbly stations. The truss sub-assembly, which was already loitering near the station, got close, and Jonas joined them with thick KAS struts. Then he fixed the truss components on the docking node. By the next sunset, the refurbishment was done The power truss and docking node was finally installed, and it was time for them to return. ****** Meanwhile, on the ground, things had become more interesting. "Hmm, intriguing, very intriguing." Mort looked over the papers that he received from the Intelligence Wing. These were snippets of conversations between the newly appointed director of ESA and the Grand Citizen of the Eastern Union. They were mostly uninteresting, just ramblings of an old kerb, and a younger kerb dealing with him patiently. But a few things caught his eye. Apparently, ESA had some other reason to get to Eeloo, not just one upping KSC . More often than not, there were mentions of a 'mineral' and satellite settlements. Were they discussing mining towns? On Eeloo ? What have they found on Eeloo that they don't have on the Mun or Minmus? There were several question, but Mort was pretty sure he would find the answers. All he needed was a good night's sleep. ~The End? NAH! You haven't seen anything yet!

I am pretty sure that's only an opinion of a vocal minority. Also, I really don't like solid motors.. Now I know they are very reliable, but they are so dumb, compared to the intricate and complex liquid engines. To me it's a step down from innovation. Scary thing is that the race is not to build better rockets anymore, it's about building cheaper rockets. And once again, a reminder that no matter how high of an orbit you go to, you will never be truly free of the clutches of those on the ground... Oh, and Merry Christmas, everyone!

Yeah, i know..ISRO isn't doing anything wrong, morally,legally or ethically... Its just that so many new small rockets were in development. And if SSLV monopolizes the market (which it will, obviously) then except 2-3 companies, everyone else will close shop.. No one's wrong in this situation... It just feels wrong.. Then again, reality doesn't care about emotions... Nah, ISRO will manage it (maybe with government subsidies, if they are really out to destroy any competition by private sector).. I found some more stuff, it has about 500 kg of payload, and its all-solid.

I found this, not really news but still: ISRO's SSLV has the lowest cost/Kg to SSO orbit, almost by a factor of 3. Why is ISRO doing this? Is it 'newbie crushing' all the new small satellite launch companies? This is not fair.... I dunno, I like their work..but if I were working in RocketLab, after years of research we finally build a decent small rocket to take up the niche other launch vendors have missed. And lo! ISRO joins the party with a cheaper small launcher... .. I would be soooo upset! I like ISRO, but this is so unfair. ISRO is not in the wrong, but should SSLV monopolize this market, I am going to feel for those other companies...

I am sorry, I should have asked if people like emotional content in a Mission report. :embarassed:

Hi! Its me again. My question this time :Does this community like emotional content? Or does missions take precedence?

But honesty, planet packs floor me, and beautiful planet packs even more!! Desperately waiting for the release!

Just a tune,not a song.....absolutely breathtaking.. And the comment section...IS SO BEAUTIFUL!!!

Factorio! It is so addictive! Most of the time it's just a wild battle against biters... i am waiting for the Mega-Biters to attack

@RealKerbal3x There are no pics yet, my savegame borked up... but it will be back and running soon!

Hello! I had this idea for the longest time, and I decided to make it tangible. Please ENJOY! Chapter 1 Planet-sized Disruptions! And World's First Society is weird? The Space Survey Satellite looked like a crumpled foil roll in illustrations. It was irradiated with light from all sides, a pale soothing blue contrasting with a bright powerful aura. The SSS had been the flagship space observatory for KSC for 15 years now, well past its service time of 5 years. When it was launched into orbit, the first Kerbals to land on Mun had just returned, with loads of scientific data and bragging rights. And today, 15 years later the ageing telescope would witness the first Krewed mission to Duna. The sturdy SSS had seen all that it could with its eyes in the kerbolar system. The next object of fascination would of course be another star. So when the clock struck midnight in KSC, and the Duna Mission commenced its pre injection burn check, it received instructions to point to Valentine, a dim star that might have planets in orbit. No thorough research had been done, and presence of planets on any star other than Kerbol was merely a hypothesis. And two hours later, when the Duna mission was halfway through its burn, SSS recorded several megabytes of information, which would be the single most important discovery in Astronomy in over 2 decades. ****** Darya was your typical little know-it-all, and rest assured, that was meant as a compliment. She had graduated from Kerbin institute of Space studies at a age when most lil kerbs and kerbelles first encountered, and subsequently surrendered to Calculus. Her knowledge and thirst for a challenge were put to good use at the High Altitude and Higher Attitude Space observatory (HAHASO), where she had a two hour space telescope time reserved, all for herself and her 'assistant', Jonas. Well, Jonas was a prodigy as well, graduating top of class at the same university as Darya, two years prior. He held academic records that made him the object of envy for many kerbs. That is, until those records were broken by Darya. He was not bitter at her for that, he was initially glad that the jealous good for nothing stuck ups had found someone else to be jealous of. Then he smacked himself for taking pleasure in somebody else's misery. He conveyed his concerns to Darya, along with a subtle message that he would make sure that no one wrongs her. "BWAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" was her dismissive, candid response, and he was okay with it. But he was not OK now. He had celebrated a lot the previous midnight, when the Dunian mission completed its Injection burn successfully. All that hydrazine in his system was not taking well to any forms of light. And a little witch slapping him with a flimsy water bottle and shouting in his ears was not helping either. "Jonas!Jonas!! Wake up, you Gosh-Danged kerb!" Without waiting for a response, the kerbelle went back to her workstation, gulped her remaining coffee and kept taking notes. "Ugghh.. it's morning already??" Jonas' got rid of his brief state of delirium when Darya stuck a Computer tablet close to his eyes. "Look! Look at this! I cant believe I did it!! After decades of hardships, I finally..." "Shut up, drama queen, you are barely two decades old..Now what's it that you are babblin... Oh..OOOHHHHH!!!!" Jonas' eyes widened in shock as he started making sense of the information he was being presented with. "This..This is way too big for us!! You realize that?" Now completely sober, Jonas glared at the tablet screen and Darya alternatively. "I know, its not everyday you discover planets on another star systems now, do you??" The Astronomical Conference next month was total chaos, after Jonas and Darya wrecked up a major storm by presenting and publishing their findings. There were talks about launching more advanced telescopes to exclusively study the planets and planetoids in the Valentine system. Darya and Jonas were kicked out of the HAHASO, on charges of acting without official permission when they published their findings, but it was ok! KSC hired them almost immediately as they stepped out of the observatory. ****** Their first day was quite mundane, being stuck in the tracking station. "From discovering extrakerbolar planets to tracking satellites..." Darya sighed, "What a fall it is, my kerbs! Then I, and you, and all of Kerbin fell down!" "Reference to Julius Kaesar aside, we are lucky to have a job. The Director at HAHASO blacklisted us from joining any other observatory! That cheapskate..." "None of it matters now.. Guess we just have to suck it up and track..ugh... satellites.."Darya said The next few days were excruciatingly.......boring. However a week into the job, they had their first reprimand "We have a geo-synchronous satellite out of it's orbit! 3 weeks, 3 weeks will be all that it takes for the network to fail! Do you have any idea what your negligence has cost us?" Their boss, Rekudo Kerman was going ballistic on them! "Hmmph...as if there is anything to neglect in here..." Darya murmured. "What was that? What did you say?" Rekudo's skin turned less greener in anger." Now listen, both of..." His tirade was interrupted by a phone call. His facial exrpression shifted from angry to feeble when he saw who was calling. "G..good Morning Mr. Mortimer..Umm..yes, th-they are right here, I am writing their termination letter as we speak..You want to sp-speak to them? Oh of course sir, I will send them to your office.." Pale and sweating, he looked back to Jonas and Darya. "You two have done it now, the Boss wants to terminate your careers personally! Well, good luck in your future endeavours. Now excuse me while I try to save the satellite.." ****** "Goodness, we really screwed this one up, didnt we?" Jonas sighed while they walked down the hallway to Mr. Mortimer's office. "Guess we should start practicing how to live like homeless people,huh Darya?" "Oh don't worry Jon! We are prodigies, PRO-DI-GIES! A once a generation phenomenon!" Darya tapped his shoulder symphatetically "We will work something out. So don't worry." "Ha! You truly believe your own hype, dont you? Well, let's see what Mr. Mortimer has to say." The knocked on the door and on hearing a "Come in.",they walked in the room. "Darya and Jonas, I presume." Mortimer did not even look up as he continued sorting out the paperwork. "You messed up royally, didn't you?" "Yes sir, and we have no excuses for this. We were negligent in our behavior." Jonas had never bent the knee to anyone, and he was not planning to, even if it meant saving his job. "You were negligent...hmm... even though this job might be your last shot at a relevant career?" Mortimer let out a low chuckle. "What are you planning to do after this? Work at DarkBucks?" "We will work something out 'sir'." Darya replied. "Please hand us our termination letters and get it over with." "Oh I am going to terminate your job contract with the tracking station, rest assured. But first, let me tell you a story." ****** World's first Society.... it is not as mundane as you think. Long ago, when Kerbin was still at it's 'medieval' age, it was commonplace for businessmen and merchants to use shady means to achieve their goals. Backroom deals, blackmail, threats...you name them. Such an environment only beget hate, distrust and violence. A few decades of feuds led to Kerbin's societal structure on the brink. It was then, when the new ruler of Kerbin summoned the members of the merchant faction at the core of the problem and issued one simple directive to end this violent conflict. "If you have problems with each other, battle it out fair and square!" This statement led to the formation of the World's First Society. Whenever a dispute arose, the society would establish a venue of competition and the results would be absolute. Conflicts would be resolved by means of a race between representatives hired by opposing merchants. As such, merchants entrusted their wills to the representatives. Ironically, the first World's First Conflict(WFC) took place not between the merchants, but to chose the next ruler, after the sudden demise of the *present ruler* The competition was 'The First to climb Mt. Kemoga'. From that day onward, World's First Conflicts were viewed with respect in the political circles as well. ****** "Do you know why I am telling you this?" Mortimer turned around to face Darya and Jonas. "I dont think so sir.." "Nope!" "Because KSC has been issued a World's First Conflict by the *Eastern Space Agency* for the rights to colonize Eeloo." "But..Isnt space technically free waters? Anyone can build anything anywhere, right?" Jonas cautiously interjected. "That Space Treaty is not even worth the paper it's written on. The only reason it has stayed in effect for so long is because of the backing of World's First Society. However," Mortimer paused for a moment, completely pensive, "it's president has showed interest in this WFC when ESA first proposed it. As of right now, Eeloo is up for grabs. Any one can colonize and own it now." "Oh krud.." Jonas groaned."This will be one heck of a mess to deal with." "Will you guys be going to the Sarnus system?" "Not yet. For now, we will be visiting the Mun. And as for your contract...." Mort tapped his pen on the desk and then signed two documents. "There you go, you are fired from the tracking station. And, I would like to welcome you to the Kerbonaut Korps!" "WHAAAATTTTT??!!" ~The End? NAH! You haven't seen anything yet!

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Search for the tribes, just dont leave your germs behind and get the heck out of there ASAP..

I cant feel any pity whatsoever for that guy...yeah you may call me insensitive, but this is soo arrogant of that guy to assume he was a savior or something, and not worry abt the consequenced... now the tribe might just get extinct... ...and while i have no personal attachment to the tribe, a part of humanity might cease to exist, and its sad...

Yeah...worst part, he might have diseases which may kill off the native population... ...This was a stupid thing to happen....

Gosh I feel stupid...

What job is it that you exactly do, and how do I apply???!!??

0/10, I haven't heard of you either....

<Sees programming conversation going on, tries to join in> Uuuuh.. umm.. yeah... sure... yeah that loop...if-else, of course...umm..data types..

Aye Aye!!