ColdJ Posted April 22 Share Posted April 22 (edited) Create a Paragraph about a moment in the life of a unique Kerbal Rules: Come up with a unique Kerbal of your choice, give them any job you like that you think a Kerbal may do on Kerbin or anywhere in the Kerbol system. 1: Just a paragraph at a time, it is a moment, not their entire story. 2: You can write another paragraph in their story or someone new only if someone else has written a paragraph on a Kerbal inbetween. 3: Based on rule 2 you can write paragraphs on the same Kerbal for as long as you like, maybe even get to the end of their story. 4: Please end your paragraph with MEANWHILE so the next person can start. First Paragraph. Methusala Kerbal was admiring the latest rocket that the team in RND had come up with and it made him think about how it had all started when he was young, so long ago. He remembered when Kerbin was covered in forests, that was before the drive to go to space had hit and all the trees had slowly been harvested for materials needed in the manufacturing process. He was one of the first to test out designs, and the last to survive those tests. He raised his head up and stared at the Mun in the sky. Today was the day they would finally get there, he just knew it. Meanwhile: Edited April 22 by ColdJ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ColdJ Posted April 26 Author Share Posted April 26 I had seen many creative members who create interesting stories in the games threads, so I thought this would be something they might like. Any thoughts on why this is of no interest? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fizzlebop Smith Posted April 26 Share Posted April 26 The harsh Squak of the alarm clock was grating on Kip's Nerves. It's sound was amplified through the induction speakers mounted into the walls of the patented "Somnolence Chamber" by GooGrate Inc. Well, at least he gets to fly again. Once part of the Dynamic Daredevil Duo he thought those dreams were gone. After that last scandal where he ended up doing a short stretch in jail & that treacherous Jeb ended up will Val. Luckily the new startup, Kerfarious Enterprises doesn't care about a criminal record. MEANWHILE... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ColdJ Posted April 30 Author Share Posted April 30 (edited) Jules Kerbal was working on the sea floor, attached to a long flexible tube that was pumping air to their helmet. They were also using a blower to move silt around at their excavation site. This was the 26th site they were working on and it was feeling like this would be just as futile as all the rest. When suddenly the moving silt revealed something that was buried. Jules dropped to their knees and touched the object only to find it was a corner of a large structure. With a feeling of exiliration they hoped that had just found the lost city of Kerbatlantis. Meanwhile (Sorry I forgot this before) Edited May 1 by ColdJ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fizzlebop Smith Posted April 30 Share Posted April 30 Meanwhile, Simean Kerman ponders his position in life. What happened along the way to make him so.. well afraid? As he stared at the monochrome monitor of Jules Kerbal excavating down on the sea floor. They were a true adventurer. At 18 they made their first major discovery and was allowed to take the surname Kerbal. You have to be pretty special the be approved for a name change! His thoughts began to drift as he pictured himself in Jules place. Sucking up all that silt, battling malcontent cephalopods. Simean didn't notice the movement in the silt. The way the Eddie's and currently current pushed the murky water in ways that suggested something LARGE was just off feed. While Simean was lost in daydreams.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ColdJ Posted May 1 Author Share Posted May 1 Meanwhile Karen Kerbal loved her job. Tending the nursery where new Kerbals were born. She watched over and nurtured them right from the time they budded, all the way through their growth cycle up until they opened their newly formed eyes and stretched their newly formed limbs. Today was one of those days and she watched on excitedly as eyes opened, mouths yawned and the tender young Kerbals started to pull their legs out of the Mycelium Meanwhile: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BA-Forums Posted May 1 Share Posted May 1 (edited) Meanwhile... Haibro Kerman was busy setting up the power and life support connections on the newly landed HAB-03 module at Joeger Station, a surface base in a location called Endurance Crater on the Mun. This surface base was Kerbalkind's first ever large scale base, planned to have 10 hab modules, 2 laboratories, 5 rovers, and fuel depot, to name a few of the planned expansions for the base. They currently had 1 rover, 1 lab, and 3 habs. She was proud of how the base was coming along, and how she was contributing to the advancement of Kerbalkind into space. Meanwhile: Edited May 1 by BA-Forums Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ColdJ Posted May 2 Author Share Posted May 2 (edited) Harry Kerman was busy writing the next chapter of his new book about a thief Kerbal with a golden heart. There was plenty of action and romance, some great tounge in cheek comedy and intrigue. Currently he was trying to work out how his character "Slippery Jim DeKerbal" was going to escape being locked in a rocket that was about to take off. Meanwhile: Edited May 3 by ColdJ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fizzlebop Smith Posted May 2 Share Posted May 2 (edited) Leeboo Kerman gnawed ferociously on the end of her #2.3 pencil. Small pieces of red rubber speckled her lips as she continued masticating little chunks of eraser. This was the moment she had spent her entire life training for. United Rocket acceptance criteria was not widely known outside the elite circle managing the new space startup, but Leeboo had a good feeling. Word around the rumour mill suggested they were looking for the perfect combination of certain characteristics. Apparently, the standardized tests were specifically designed to chart an individuals courage / stupidity index. Considering half the candidates were using the wrong side of the pencil, Leeboo thought she had a shot. The buzzer sounded and Leeboo dropped her pencil and carefully wiped stray bits of eraser from her face. She stood up, wondering how many people puke during the rotary rocket test. Meanwhile... Edited May 2 by Fizzlebop Smith Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ColdJ Posted May 3 Author Share Posted May 3 Garry Kerman took some time out to enjoy the view, tethered to the satellite he was currently working on. Kerbin was layed out below, green and blue with wispy white clouds. He could see the solar array fields and the giant radar dish they had built into the crater from an impact long long ago. It could be a dangerous job, repairing satellites. Many Kerbals had been lost through accidents over the years, but views like this went some way towards making it worthwhile. Garry sighed and turned back to what he was doing, the burnt out circuit board was not going to fix itself. Meanwhile: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iapetus7342 Posted May 9 Share Posted May 9 Harper Kerman, main engineer at the Diamond Labs Space Division takes a visit to the facility's observatory (located next to the VAB) and looks at the night sky through the 8-meter telescope module to see what he can find. What he finds is amazing, a habitable planet in the recently discovered Contact-Binary Black Hole system, designated JKST-5043-AB. The planet looks similar to Kerbin, but with black deserts and a completely different set of continents. He goes to sleep happy with his discovery. Meanwhile... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fizzlebop Smith Posted May 9 Share Posted May 9 Clouds of fiery debri had been raining down all week. It wasn't Karen Kermans fault, she was just an unpaid intern for the nation's largest competitor to famed energy giant Tech-Moar industries. She didn't follow half of what the scientists were talking about, but knew deep down that 0.000137 percent chance of a *critical failure* did NOT sound promising. As Karen hid beneath her workstation & clutched her stubby legs to her chest she thought back to when Dr. Gerry K. was about to turn on the cyclotron. If she only would have had the courage to stop them from turning the damn thing on.. But she didn't and now Karen sits in darkness.. Meanwhile Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ColdJ Posted May 10 Author Share Posted May 10 Branden Kerman enjoyed being a bus driver and today was a good day for it. He was driving a bunch of young Kerbals to Space Camp. They were excitedly chatting to each other and pointing out the windows at various sights as the Space Centre came into view. Soon they would be getting spun and flipped and floated, going under water in space suits to practice working in space, then being taught theory and tested on their retention of knowledge. He wondered who would end up being crew members in the years to come? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ColdJ Posted June 4 Author Share Posted June 4 ColdJ Kerman liked to foster imagination in others, but it seemed that todays world had beaten the spark out of everybody. So ColdJ went out and hugged the last tree before it was gone. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tryharder Posted Sunday at 11:49 AM Share Posted Sunday at 11:49 AM Meanwhile, in the Signal Receiving and Broadcast Room in the KSC Deep Space Network Control, Harry Kerman was working the night shift, monitoring the satellites. There was not much to do after acquiring the stream of data the satellites beamed back. Harry found one way to kill his boredom, which is to use the satellite dishes to view the night sky, yet there was little to view. The orderless noise kept repeating on the liquid display screen, extending infinitely in both ways, like grains of time lined up in a one dimensional desert, without pattern. Harry knew that it has continued long before his birth, and will continue long after his death, devoid of all life. Kerbin might as well be a small island of life on this desolate plain. But this time it was different. When Harry came into the control room, he at once noticed that the displayed line in the liquid display screen differed from usual. The line rose and fell steadily, like waves on a sea. It did not repeat, but carried a subtle pattern with it. Excited, Harry read the information level. A 9.97! The Deep Space Network has never before detected anything that was rated higher than 6.4. A rating of 9 meant that the message had a 95% chance of containing intelligible information. A rating above 9.95 meant that the software system in the Deep Space Network Control knew how to decipher it. Instantly, Harry fed the data into the software system, which attempted to read all signals rated 7.75 or above. Instantly, Kerbalkind got the first message that came from another world. It stated about the civilisation losing their homeworld in a galactic war, and was forced to become refugees amongst the stars. Harry pondered. Based on the current technological level of this civilisation, if they decided to turn against the Kerbals, the Kerbals will stand no chance, and given the current state of this civilisation, such an event is highly likely. However, the Kerbals have longed for company in this lonely universe, and there it is. Why don't they seize it? Harry made a decision. A highly risky strategy, with a very high chance of failure. However, if successful, Kerbals will be able to gain technology that they previously wouldn't have imagined, and become masters of the universe. He quickly composed a message, and placed it into the Broadcast databank, ready for launch. Now, all he had to do was to press a green triangular shaped button that will initiate the broadcast. Harry hovered his hand above it. The fate of the Kerbal civilisation depended on those slender green fingers. Without hesitation, Harry pressed the button. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ColdJ Posted Sunday at 02:22 PM Author Share Posted Sunday at 02:22 PM 2 hours ago, tryharder said: Without hesitation, Harry pressed the button. Beautiful, as good as reading a novel. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fizzlebop Smith Posted Sunday at 02:32 PM Share Posted Sunday at 02:32 PM (edited) 2 hours ago, tryharder said: Without hesitation, Harry pressed the button. Meanwhile Somewhere deep within the hidden Munar base.. a red light began a steady rhythm of on...off...on.. . But no one was there to observe Edited Sunday at 02:32 PM by Fizzlebop Smith Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fizzlebop Smith Posted Wednesday at 11:10 PM Share Posted Wednesday at 11:10 PM (edited) (Sorry I'm Bored) -- Dizzy Kerman gripped the mid rail and propelled himself along Corridor EX_G-4 toward the 50m service bay ahead. One could barely tell that regulator was from an old washing machine, or would know that there was 300 miles of recycled tire tread within the walls. His giant flat forward creased, touched by the edges of a smile. Dizzy admired the corridor that stretched out before him. It was a living breathing beast of metal and ambition, the true testament to Kerbal engineering prowess. At the very least, their ability to put things together and hope for the best. He paused before the T-section to draw a deep, calming breath, his hand brushing against the four gleaming studs on his collar. The newest, a shiny testament to his promotion to **Captain Junior Grade**, still felt alien under his touch. Today was the day he would take command of his task group, and by the moons of Kerbin, he didn't want to look like a fool transitioning from the null-G corridor into the service bay. The spin gravity generated by the module's rotational velocity created a gravity gradient that had always eluded his ability to master. His thoughts wandered to a flickering light in the distance, a nagging reminder of maintenance deferred and tasks piled up. What initiative could he develop that would prevent such neglect among his fleet? Dizzy's mind raced with possibilities—automated repair drones, a checklist protocol, a motivational speech about the importance of screw tightening... Shaking his head, Dizzy gathered himself in the present moment and reached once again for the mid rail. With a practiced tug, he launched himself toward the service bay, his heart a drumbeat echoing in the vastness of space. Meanwhile, Edited Wednesday at 11:12 PM by Fizzlebop Smith Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ColdJ Posted yesterday at 07:25 AM Author Share Posted yesterday at 07:25 AM Dakota Kerman looked around the empty office, rows of cubicles now as desolate as a Ghost Town. He closed his eyes and visualised how it once had been, bustling with activity, screens alight with colours and code, lively debates between creators a common phenomenon. Now little trace of that time was left. Dakota let out a sigh, turned out the lights and went out the door. Meanwhile... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fizzlebop Smith Posted 21 hours ago Share Posted 21 hours ago The Community Wept. Meanwhile... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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