Ho Lam Kerman

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I acknowledge that was not a move; that was not intended to be a move. Let's review the moves made. Therefore I reset the value to 44. @Aperture Science

Let's set the record straight. There are two sets of moves, (1+) and (1-) As 44 (0) is not a move, therefore the last move made was your 44 (-) Thereafter, you made the move 43 (-) Therefore the value is 44.

According to the Geneva Conventions, As the previous move was made by you And the next move was also made by you I therefore annul your move in accordance with the Geneva Conventions. The value is 44.

We are not scumbags. 44 (0) Truce? Here's your Christmas present, a box of choccies.

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Chapter 11: The Curse lives on Late at night, Wernher and the team gather at the Mission Control to monitor the launch of the Falcon Heavy, carrying Husky, the manned rover to be sent to Duna for Val and Jeb. The three kerb crew, on the craft Beagle, are already on a trajectory for Mars, having been launched the other day. Wernher: Alright team, we are GO for launch. Jeb: THE CREW OF CM 107 (THE BEAGLE, KSA TRACKING NO. 1961-021A) would sooo love to watch the launch of this beautiful craft from the heavens above! Godspeed the Husky! Minmus: Godspeed to Beagle too! Jeb: Hey uh thanks man. Now back to working on my Line-of-sight Guidance Techniques for Manned Orbital Rendezvous. Wernher: 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... All engines running, and liftoff. Plus 1... plus 2... plus 3... plus 4... plus 5. Minmus: Look at that thing go! All the while, Jeb continued proofreading his work. "Oh, I don't really like how I phrased this sentence, I will have to pen this again." Wernher: Side booster engine cutoff, and separation. "Hey Val, do you like how I put this bit?" "Certainly, Jeb. I love your writing." She kissed him on the cheek. Jeb blushed. "I think I've made a spelling..." Minmus: Error! Error! The center core crashed into the sea 293 meters away from the barge! Jeb dropped his pen in shock. "That can't be... the Center Core curse is real..." Except he's in space. He can't drop his pen in space. And then, he wakes up, finding himself on his bed in the Astronaut Corps. He's not in space. His launch is today. He groggily rises from his bed, and heads to the canteen. He settles down next to Bill. "My alarm clock didn't wake me up last night, and I couldn't see the launch of the Falcon Heavy. But I had this really weird dream where I dreamt that I was already in space, watching the launch, and then the center core crashed into the ocean 293 meters away from the barge." Of course he would leave out the bit where Val kissed him. Now, it was Bill's turn to drop his fork. "No way..." "WHAT DO YOU INTEND TO SAY, KERBAL?" "Last night, when the Falcon Heavy launched, I was there watching, and the Center Core actually did crash into the ocean, exactly 293 meters away..." "So, the Curse of the Center Core, the stuff of legend, is true... and I... was part of it?" "Apparently. Oh, and the Husky is now stranded in Low Earth Orbit." "What's the status of my Duna mission then?" "You're not going until they get that thing on a trajectory to Duna." "Which means if we don't act fast the transfer window could be gone and I would need to wait another 2 years?" "Yes. Which means that you're going to pilot a mission to get that doggy home. It's launching today. Better get ready. And don't forget to pack your toothbrush. Just ask Val what happens if you don't." "Yeah, yeah, Vostok 6... I know..." In the corner, Val giggled. "In fact, you'll have plenty of time to ask her. She's going on this mission, into This New Ocean, with you."

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Were any of you also watching the center core crash live? I was so disappointed. The curse... lives on...

48 (+) Rip Center Core. But they still caught the fairing.