The continuing story of the Velocity Space Program

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The Prologue

The Velocity space program has a long, interesting, and occasionally comical history. This is the continuing story of all who have dreamed to see it develop, and what it is becoming. Sit down, relax, enjoy a jolly cup of tea unless you fear for spilling it on your electronics, and read their story.

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Chapter I - square one

On a grassy peninsula which all of you know of, two barely completed buildings stood. A stark white, blank, and newly built rectangle, the tallest building ever built on Kerbin stood. This was VAB, and it was soon to represent progress and opportunity, the workhorse not just of the space program but for all of Kerbin. The second structure was less noteworthy, a flat mound of concrete with a small tower to the side. It was the launch pad, and it was going to have to hear all of the burdens and terrible ideas the engineers came up with. Not two kilometers away, a much less noteworthy bench with two Kerbals existed. They seemed quite philosophical about the entire thing.

Gene: back to square one again, eh? I just hope it doesn't turn into another white elephant.

Wernher: this isn't just a start-over, Gene. We learned plenty of lessons during the Insular program, and we can use what we learned to make something that isn't just from scratch. Now we actually know what we're doing, and we're ready to explore the Kosmos.

Gene: but there are still plenty of lessons that we haven't learned yet. Kerbals cannot prepare for everything, and our only hope is to stop whatever is happening before things go horribly wrong. Besides, how are you gonna get Kosmonauts for the program? Only a few survived Insular, and I doubt any of them wanna stick their heads into the fire again. I bet it was cold up there...

Wernher: You're right, Gene. I'm thinking you could help in, like you said, stopping disasters before they happen.

Gene: you want me to be a health inspector?

Wernher: (sighs) No, I want you to be the ground control chief. I know it's quite a commitment, but that's the sort of work ethic we need here. Big commitments.

Gene: ok, I will. What about the Kosmonauts? How are you going to convince them that they aren't just being asked to poke their heads into the fire again? Is there anyone else who we could hire?

Wernher: what about Bill? He has the experience and the know-how, and he seems to always be able to get out of a tough situation alive.

Gene: the Recco survivor? His last experience messed him up so much, if you even mention space he hides under a table. Or a desk. Or the bed. Nah, he's never going to want to ever have anything to do with space again. What about Jebediah? The test pilot?

Wernher: (guffaw) a test pilot! You're joking! He would never be able to go without constant attention. Plus, he probably doesn't even know basic division! What makes you think he has the experience?!

Gene: what do you mean, needs constant attention? Those airplane radios only work a fraction of the time, and flights can last hours. Besides, he worked with Kirrim, that special agent, to disable the ICBM depot in the eastern desert mountains. He had to know enough physics to jam the radio frequencies to fire the thing, and the gut to jump onto an armed missile and cut the wires under fire, and-

Wernher: alright, you win! We'll call him this afternoon. But I still insist we ask that Bill fellow.

Gene: fine with me, although don't blame Bill if he hangs up on you. How about we go get a meal first? It's past lunch-time.

Wernher: my stomach agrees with your advice. Besides, I could use a orange cola milkshake to cool me down.

The sooner I get attention, the sooner the next chapter will come out! Don't forget to comment, unless you want me to quit the series!

Edited June 4, 2014 by VelocityPolaris

[Aurora]

I like it. More, please

[VelocityPolaris]

Yay! Attention! I will start building the next part now!

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Chapter II - and then came Jeb

In the highlands of one of the most populous continents of Kerbin, (hint: the one the KSC is at) a long wooden hut resides. This is the oomlatt bar, where our two heroes had just sat down to lunch. Well, not entirely just. They were at least twenty minutes into a meal of Kird sandwiches, fried snaazner berries, and orange cola milkshakes. Well, Gene wanted Lemon, but it doesn't really matter. By then, only the soda-shakes remained.

Gene: Hmmm. This is the best shake I've ever had! Wernher, we really should come here more often!

Wernher: I must admit, these people make some tasty orange cola milkshakes. However, it wouldn't be proper once we have a workforce. Eating in front of them... it seems... piggish?

Gene: No wonder you made a bad director for Insular Space Program. Not eating with your crew makes 'em think that you consider yourself to be too dignified... to lower yourself down to their level. You've got to associate with your Kerbals for them to trust you.

Wernher: That is not how we ran things in Kazi Kermany.

Gene: Yeah? Well, let me know how THAT ended up.

Wernher: ...

Gene: So, do I win or do I win?

Wernher: ... Don't we have a phone call to make?

Gene: Right you are. We'll call the airbase and ask them to get Jebediah Kerman on the line.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the Eastern Badlands...

An official-looking Kerbal in sat in a dusty wooden office, signing various paperwork with one hand and holding a cup of carbonated-caffeine-tea. (Kerbals have yet to come up with a better name for that beverage) He signed the final document and leaned back in his chair for a well-earned rest. About forty seconds later, the telephone rang. The tired official sighed, swigged down the rest of his carbonated-caffeine-tea, and picked it up. Werner (known to friends as wernher) von Kerman greeted him on the other end.

Wernher: Hello, is this Pavlova air force base?

Official: Hypothetically, if I said it wasn't, would you believe me and then go away?

Wernher: No...

Official: (sighs) Oh. Alright then, this is commander Kirlak in charge of Pavlova airforce base, how may I hurt you?

(Now, some of you might know about a director Kirlak from Mekan1k's series. Let's just say that this is an alternative universe to Mekan1k's, where Kirlak is a depressed air force base commander. As for the name, I... ran out of original names?)

Now, back to the story.

CONSTRUCTION ZONE

Edited June 11, 2014 by VelocityPolaris