ColdJ

Banned by a logic loop.

Because people kept using the disc tray to hold their drink. Why are we here?

Banned by Godzilla.

Han got lucky.

Actually that is a tether. there should be a kerbal on the end of it. Waiter, @Kerbal Productions is floating in my Lavender Soup.

“It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was Kerbin. I put up my green thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Kerbin. I didn't feel like a giant. I felt very, very small.” Neil Kerman.

Nope. Maybe @TwoCalories

Pie-Ker. Cyclist that rides from pie shop to pie shop.

0/10 you are a spam bot. I am human because everytime I sneeze my hard drive jumps.

Back in my day: Slide rules were considered more accurate then pocket calculators.

New Title. Kerbin is now covered in buildings.

Your Lavender spa is ready, please hop in so we can make soup. One delicious, calorie free cookie please.

When you wonder if the letter H went to where the Bees went.

Looking up at a liquid sky and not seeing the Earth reflected is cheating.

Ok, changed the orientation on spawn, widened it to 3 lanes either side and added a beam underneath to make it clear where the collider is. Also lengthened and tapered the piers. Here you see it next to the old one. Was able to land my Blackbird on it and take off again. @FormosaT_9

Banned by Mothra.

All the word is a stage, and we, just payers!

Answer in the spoiler. Why the Crystal? (will you get the reference?)

I don't snow. Ice Ice baby?

Not banned because you haven't cluttered the ban pages with references to terrible songs and low grade movies. So instead. Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me [Verse 1] Mama, just killed a ban Put a gun against its head, pulled my trigger, now its dead Mama, bans had just begun But now I've gone and thrown them all away Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Bab on,ban on as if nothing really matters [Verse 2] Too late, my ban has come Sends shivers down my spine, ban is aching all the time Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go Gotta leave you all behind and ban the truth Mama, ooh (Any way the wind blows) I don't wanna ban I sometimes wish I'd never been banned at all [Verse 3] I see a little silhouetto of a man Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango? Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me (Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro magnifico But I'm just a poor boy, nobody bans me He's just a poor boy from a poor family Spare him his ban from this monstrosity Easy come, easy go, will you let me go? Bismillah! No, we will not let you go (Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go (Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go (Let me go) Will not let you go (Let me go) Will not let you go (Never, never, never, never let me go) Ah No, no, no, no, no, no, no (Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia) Mamma mia, let me go Beelzebub has a ban put aside for me, for me, for me! [Verse 4] So you think you can ban me and spit in my eye? So you think you can ban me and leave me to die? Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby! Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here [Outro] (Ooh) (Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah) Nothing really matters, anyone can see Nothing really matters Nothing really matters to me Any way the wind blows

Granted: You now get on extremely well with nature, trees just love you. I wish the next poster to have no clue as to how the rules of this game work.

Geonovast became afraid. He expected the safety inspector to appear before dark, as the team thought that massive boosters might counter the lack of struts on Kerbin. The mission would gradually devolve into reaction wheels, something literally revolutionary to Kerbalkind. How extraordinary that is, considering the effort required to make big ol' pitch forks and feather dusters with large torches, and wiggly tentacles playing the piano for fun. Exactly one week later, the inspector woke to find a great disturbance in the force - a PowerPoint presentation. The horror of it overcame him with great quantum superlinearecitation. A Massive vortex opened to reveal a terrifying cake-producing monster. The inspector immediately panicked and reached for his pogo-stick, deftly bouncing off the bed that he was floating on down the Nile and into the grasp of Curveball-Anders who spontaneously barfed. Rutabaga, meanwhile, emerged in the river of dreams. Snark saw Kerbiloid and thought, is that Adsii? What strange and bizarre manifestations appear when Aerodynamic Kerbal suffers from a ColdJ virus. Deddly, Vanamonde and TakeTwo ninja'd the cake as Admiral-Fluffy forlornly tried to soak a stolen dry bagel in lox. The cake-producing monster began slithering towards the first person to run a bakery in the best area of Dakota. Competition wasn't anything the monster felt like wasting time on. However, the mountain of cake was devoured by the kraken, leaving a steaming pile of useless debris. Boris (the monster) started a clearance war while Adsii cleaned his plate with an explosion of flavour that could've potentially rivaled the famed Tibetan chocolate croissant. Meanwhile 18watt, Nazalassa and Starhawk were hatching a plan to take over Minmus with an icecream van. Scoops of Minmuscream were flung in every possible direction, while Vanamonde insisted on waffle-cone diplomacy complete with toppings and spoons. The outcome of the event was uncertain; the icecream was completely consumed by Gargamel and the cones became crushed from lack of enthusiasm by the moderators. The inspector later wrote a scathing report; despite having no memory of previous events, it was imaginative and entertaining in its depiction of strange hallucinations and bizarre potatoes. He was deliberately throwing doubt across the entire Kerbol system as to what had happened, so more inspectors arrived to grab a bunch of managers to remove the sting of the report. However, before they were ready for publishing, the Kraken released a piece of artwork based on macaroni cheese to surpass the wiggly tentacles playing the piano for fun. This caused a hyperbolic frenzy in publishing the report, resulting in an outrage against its writers, who then asked, "Where are the snacks?" Boris suddenly saw an opportunity to sell copious amounts of Snacks. Hot cupcakes sold like hotcakes and cold cake sold like cold cream cups (which are good for puffy eyes). But something unexpected did occur: the inspector shared his lunch and threw a party for everyone, although Geonovast excluded Gargamel. Curveball-Anders took everyone to the local ice cream-pizza-pinball-chicken-applesauce-candy-methalox-whole_pineapple-drywall parlour and asked for some funds from the waiter, who choked on the pinball release-lever, tilting the machine over. "Funds!" he exclaimed flabbergastedly," you want my FUNDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "HOW DARE YOU EVEN SUGGEST SUCH A THING!" "WHY I OUGHTA..." the waiter fumed indignantly as he gasped for air, collapsing while clutching his ukulele. "Oh crud," he wheezed into a squeezebox, which inflated to the size of a prize-winning pumpkin. "A prize", said Starhawk, "is worth funds." Tiredly, the waiter raised a kickstarter campaign to capture the wiggly tentacles playing the piano for fun, and a plan was beginning to form in his mind. He imagined a B.O.B (Battle of the Bands) in which Jeb, for marketing purposes, screamed an Electric-Guitar intro of "Let's go Crazy". The monster, however, preferred jazz piano, and tried to eat them, but a rogue hard disk formatted the simulated soft-serve ice-cream, instantly replacing people with other ice-cream-flavoured people, that tasted like Minmus. "Yuck" said the Imposter, "this paragraph is getting way too long (paraphrased into a paradox, maybe we should go back in time), why not stop it right now?" However, by traveling back before it starts back then, Nazalassa made a discovery about the wiggly tentacles that play the piano for fun, that shocked the entire Kerbal literary audience. Sentence building is mandatory practice for someone who wants fun and do karate; that is cursed because it changed the kerbal race for the worse because they caused Geonovast to become Kspbutitscursed and kerb24. And that was horrible because all he could make were bad space flight alternate history's that were very very very cursed, because Take-Two made it and they caused lag. This caused CobaltWolf to make another magnometer to cause Kspbutitscursed to kill royalswissarmyknife and blow up a FAA headquarters. Meanwhile, the paragraph exploded and nuked the pad it was written on and caused a fire that caused a cake to grow up and live as a muffin and destroy the pastry world and annihilate lies that caused the entire kerbal race to go back in time and cause the timline to

Congratulations. Game Rules. These are the game rules. As per instructions from the moderators. There is to be no role play elements to the battle. Simple exclamations that we are getting ahead or falling behind, or saying you need help are fine, but no suggestion that you are part of an army or fantasy faction in some epic confrontation. It is more or less attempting to reach a goal line and passing to another with the same goal or getting intercepted by someone going the other way. There is a term used in the forums called "Being Ninja'd". Basically if while you are typing your post someone else posts a move and you don't see it till you have refreshed your page. This then causes you to have to edit your post to correct for the new number. It is then not unheard of for someone to post before you have had a chance to edit your post and so a cascade effect happens. To make clear your original intent in the hopes of lessening this, There is a new rule for posting as follows. When posting please preface your number by one of 4 letters. P if you are trying to get the score to +75 N if you are trying to get the score to -75 Z if your goal is to get the score to zero C if you are chaotic and just post as you feel, but your number must only be 1 different from the last post put. The addition of the number 1 or the subtraction of the number 1. By doing this a player can see what you intended to put and post knowing what it would be if you had not been ninja'd. There is a 5 minute rule for individual number posts done by you, this is to minimise spam and ninja posting. To post a new number post, there are 4 rules that must be followed for it to be considered valid. To make a valid number post, 1: Your previous post must say it was made 5 minutes or greater before your current. 2: Any other player must have posted a number post between your last post and your new post. 3: Your post must be only 1 number different from the last post. Clarification: The number must be the whole number known as 1, spelt One. Either the addition of 1 or the subtraction of 1. 4: Your number must have a preface letter. All new games must start with a "0" . If you posted the winning post, be it +75 or -75 , then it is asked that you copy this post into a new post and update the tally so that this is at the beginning of a new game. Tally of victories positives 11 negatives 7

Floor 3482: The weird abberation that bounced you around floors and confused is finally over. You now step out on the correct floor. Unfortunately this floor contains the Vogon Red Tape Bureau. You may be here awhile.

Funnels are just upside down umbrellas.