Queen Raidne
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STATUS: Teaching myself web development by trying to fix some BBCode bugs/features in the Guild is probably a bad idea. Oh, well. 7 yrs ago
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Teaching myself web development by trying to fix some BBCode bugs/features in the Guild is probably a bad idea. Oh, well.
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Depression is literally soul-sucking.
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If school were less hard, it'd be less interesting. I still want it to be less hard, though.
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8 yrs ago
GUYSGUYSGUYS - I PASSED DYNAMICS!
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Adventures!
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Maybe I'll update this.
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...I instantly regret making this thread.
Theis thread is 4 all of u who has angries at bad grammaras. People who do they can post They're pet peeves thisplace!
Less impossible-to-read version:
Are you annoyed by horrible grammar? Post here!
This thread is for all of you who are annoyed by bad grammar. If you are one of these people, post your pet peeve!
Mine: "could of" (properly "could have")
Yes, we're all grammar Nazi's here, take a chill pill, this thread is just for fun!
Less impossible-to-read version:
Are you annoyed by horrible grammar? Post here!
This thread is for all of you who are annoyed by bad grammar. If you are one of these people, post your pet peeve!
Mine: "could of" (properly "could have")
Yes, we're all grammar Nazi's here, take a chill pill, this thread is just for fun!
I want to work on something. I'm not certain on what, however. Who do we need?
I'm waiting between posts; I don't want to hog the thread!
Are we waiting for me to post? Is that the main bottleneck right now? How can I help?
I'd write down things that fortune cookies say, and see what happens.
I can adjust how close the KIS Jebediah is to you if you'd rather, Apollo26. Also, I've got a picture of said rocket on my Nation sheet.
150 Years Ago
Flight Log, KSS Spaaaaace!
[0:00] Ignition and Lift-off
[0:45] Booster seperation
[1:45] Separation of Stage 1
[1:50] Stage 2 ignition
[3:00] Catastrophic fuel gauge failure
[3:17] Rock-O-Matix engine on fire (I knew we should have gone with Rockomax! -Bill
[3:25] Emergency command module decoupling
[3:28] Rock-O-Matix engine fails rather exothermically
[3:52] Parachutes deployed
[7:01] Touchdown in Kerbin's desert. Mysterious temple nearby.
[8:12] Took picture with mysterious temple. Harder than it looked (see Addendum 1).
[8:20] Bored. Broke out cards, played solitare.
[21:42] Rescue plane arrived. Belatedly realized that Ace of Spades was left at mysterious temple. Recommend recovery mission. -Bill | Went to Mun instead. -Jeb
KIS Jebediah, ~19,500 ly from Kerbol
|Mission: Investigate Big Glowy Cloud (Long Bar, near galactic center)
|Course: Somewhere to the left of the Big Glowy Cloud (in the general direction of the Septonium Concordant [actually, quite near to the Septonium Concordant])
Living Module
Chris stared at the porthole. It was noticeably dark outside. Stars slowly drifted aft (while others, of course, simply stayed stationary in the background). According to Danman, they could extrapolate the distances and locations to each of those stars based on their velocity. Chris didn't really care about that; he was much more concerned with the lack of a Big Glowy Cloud filling the porthole. They should've been there by now. Oh, well. He was sure that Danman would've mentioned something as Navigational Advisor if they were going the wrong way. Maybe they passed it. Chris hoped not. Space was overwhelmingly large, and Chris didn't want to get any more lost than they probably were.
Rationally, if they just turned around, and accounted for stellar drift, and followed the same path through space (Danman kept claiming that space was littered with ideal faster-than-light paths, like lanes on a highway, where space could be more easily bent), then they'd get back to Kerbol. If their ship didn't fly apart before then.
"Just look at how well those Rockomax™ brand fuel tanks are holding up! Golly gee, what a site, eh, Chr?" Hadfrey said, clapping Chris on the back. Chris hated being called "Chr". It reminded him of when he was very young and still got Space Meals™ from MkRocket's. Well, truth be told, Chris had eaten a Space Meal™ for lunch, but that was only because of the Rockomax sponsorship deal. Hadfrey coming along was also part of that deal.
"Please don't call me Chr," Chris said. At that moment, Stacey came bounding up the ladder into the communal living area with the same awkward, waddling gait that all Kerbals had thanks to their oversized heads. "Uh-oh," Chris said. Stacey never ran. What if they were out of snacks? Chris liked to think that they'd advanced somewhat past that point in the last 125 years. Eh, it'd be worth it, if only they'd ever get to land on something. Drifting through empty, folded space was boring.
"I just double-checked the fuel gauge," Stacey started.
The fuel gauge was, of course, sensibly mounted on the fusion reactor. On the outside of the ship. As was the majority of the science equipment and spare parts. And the extra deuterium. Really, it was a very good thing that the Alkubierre drive allowed Kerbals outside the ship (as long as they stayed within the distortion bubble [Barlas was the first to discover where the bubble actually was; it was now marked with a small ring of incredibly slowly-orbiting MkRocket's wrappers]).
"We've only got enough deuterium for 500 lightyears." she finished.
"Erm. Well, then, I'll just show myself to the Rockomax™ brand entertainment system, shall I?" Hadfrey said, awkwardly leaving the conversation.
"But we're not that close to the Big Glowy Cloud!" Chris said.
"Well, why don't we go somewhere else, then?" Stacey asked.
"Because it won't be as awesome as the Big Glowy Cloud!" Chris replied.
"There's nothing I can do," Stacey said, throwing her hands in the air.
"Hmrmph." Chris grunted. He thought about it for half a second, and then decided that he didn't want to decide where to go. "Danman," he said into his coverall mic, "we're not going into the Big Glowy Cloud. I-"
"Oh, dear. I'd hoped it was just me who thought we were going the wrong way. That's terrible news!" Danman replied.
"Um. Yes, it is," something was bothering Chris. Something that, if thought, could revolutionize Kerbal behaviour. But he ignored it, and pushed on. "But that's not important. What is important is that you pick a star with planets to land on. A cool star."
"Ooh! I've got just the system! It's got a binary sun and four planets. One might have three moons!" Danman said.
The entire crew "Ooh"'ed appropriately. Even Hadfrey.
Kerbtown, Capital of Kerbin
Flight Log, KSS Spaaaaace!
[0:00] Ignition and Lift-off
[0:45] Booster seperation
[1:45] Separation of Stage 1
[1:50] Stage 2 ignition
[3:00] Catastrophic fuel gauge failure
[3:17] Rock-O-Matix engine on fire (I knew we should have gone with Rockomax! -Bill
[3:25] Emergency command module decoupling
[3:28] Rock-O-Matix engine fails rather exothermically
[3:52] Parachutes deployed
[7:01] Touchdown in Kerbin's desert. Mysterious temple nearby.
[8:12] Took picture with mysterious temple. Harder than it looked (see Addendum 1).
[8:20] Bored. Broke out cards, played solitare.
[21:42] Rescue plane arrived. Belatedly realized that Ace of Spades was left at mysterious temple. Recommend recovery mission. -Bill | Went to Mun instead. -Jeb
KIS Jebediah, ~19,500 ly from Kerbol
|Mission: Investigate Big Glowy Cloud (Long Bar, near galactic center)
|Course: Somewhere to the left of the Big Glowy Cloud (in the general direction of the Septonium Concordant [actually, quite near to the Septonium Concordant])
Living Module
Chris stared at the porthole. It was noticeably dark outside. Stars slowly drifted aft (while others, of course, simply stayed stationary in the background). According to Danman, they could extrapolate the distances and locations to each of those stars based on their velocity. Chris didn't really care about that; he was much more concerned with the lack of a Big Glowy Cloud filling the porthole. They should've been there by now. Oh, well. He was sure that Danman would've mentioned something as Navigational Advisor if they were going the wrong way. Maybe they passed it. Chris hoped not. Space was overwhelmingly large, and Chris didn't want to get any more lost than they probably were.
Rationally, if they just turned around, and accounted for stellar drift, and followed the same path through space (Danman kept claiming that space was littered with ideal faster-than-light paths, like lanes on a highway, where space could be more easily bent), then they'd get back to Kerbol. If their ship didn't fly apart before then.
"Just look at how well those Rockomax™ brand fuel tanks are holding up! Golly gee, what a site, eh, Chr?" Hadfrey said, clapping Chris on the back. Chris hated being called "Chr". It reminded him of when he was very young and still got Space Meals™ from MkRocket's. Well, truth be told, Chris had eaten a Space Meal™ for lunch, but that was only because of the Rockomax sponsorship deal. Hadfrey coming along was also part of that deal.
"Please don't call me Chr," Chris said. At that moment, Stacey came bounding up the ladder into the communal living area with the same awkward, waddling gait that all Kerbals had thanks to their oversized heads. "Uh-oh," Chris said. Stacey never ran. What if they were out of snacks? Chris liked to think that they'd advanced somewhat past that point in the last 125 years. Eh, it'd be worth it, if only they'd ever get to land on something. Drifting through empty, folded space was boring.
"I just double-checked the fuel gauge," Stacey started.
The fuel gauge was, of course, sensibly mounted on the fusion reactor. On the outside of the ship. As was the majority of the science equipment and spare parts. And the extra deuterium. Really, it was a very good thing that the Alkubierre drive allowed Kerbals outside the ship (as long as they stayed within the distortion bubble [Barlas was the first to discover where the bubble actually was; it was now marked with a small ring of incredibly slowly-orbiting MkRocket's wrappers]).
"We've only got enough deuterium for 500 lightyears." she finished.
"Erm. Well, then, I'll just show myself to the Rockomax™ brand entertainment system, shall I?" Hadfrey said, awkwardly leaving the conversation.
"But we're not that close to the Big Glowy Cloud!" Chris said.
"Well, why don't we go somewhere else, then?" Stacey asked.
"Because it won't be as awesome as the Big Glowy Cloud!" Chris replied.
"There's nothing I can do," Stacey said, throwing her hands in the air.
"Hmrmph." Chris grunted. He thought about it for half a second, and then decided that he didn't want to decide where to go. "Danman," he said into his coverall mic, "we're not going into the Big Glowy Cloud. I-"
"Oh, dear. I'd hoped it was just me who thought we were going the wrong way. That's terrible news!" Danman replied.
"Um. Yes, it is," something was bothering Chris. Something that, if thought, could revolutionize Kerbal behaviour. But he ignored it, and pushed on. "But that's not important. What is important is that you pick a star with planets to land on. A cool star."
"Ooh! I've got just the system! It's got a binary sun and four planets. One might have three moons!" Danman said.
The entire crew "Ooh"'ed appropriately. Even Hadfrey.
Kerbtown, Capital of Kerbin
Billboard said "RKEA is proud to sponsor the latest three interstellar rockets: the KIS Illüminadir, the KIS Flammenmakör, and the KIS Titanïc Two Thösander. Tickets available now!"
Yay! I have internet again!
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I like to imagine that Kerbals can get through these defenses without a problem. I mean, their intentions are literally just to find celestial bodies and land on them. Like, their "government" technically is only after that objective, as is virtually every Kerbal alive. And if they ever actually bothered trying to do something other than landing on planets, (like, say, getting to this databank) they'd utilize their wish so that they'd be capable of landing on stars. Although if they ever ran across the databank, they'd start throwing rockets at it eventually. But it'd probably be a while. And there'd be all these other beings trying to stop them from getting to it. Hmm. If there's enough pressure to prevent them from getting to it, I could see them caring about it more and more. The "forbidden fruit" effect.
Oh, you poor, idiotic space-lemmings.
~o~0~o~
mattmanganon said
I was actually thinking of doing something along those lines. Introducing a Galactic event similar to The Galactic Layline from Outlaw Star. A race so old that they pre-date this galaxy, created a data-bank full of knowledge, and an A.I. powerful enough to grant wishes to people by re-writing the fabric of the galaxy. Every planet capable of supporting life has a large temple built by this race that tells them the coordinates of this databank, the problem is that, it's also surrounded by ancient defense systems, the rules say that "Only those with purest intentions may have their wishes granted. So, most governments are either after a fuckton of power, or protecting anyone else from using it. And naturally... There are pirates and rogues who want to wish for a mountain of cash larger than the north face of The EigerSound good?
I like to imagine that Kerbals can get through these defenses without a problem. I mean, their intentions are literally just to find celestial bodies and land on them. Like, their "government" technically is only after that objective, as is virtually every Kerbal alive. And if they ever actually bothered trying to do something other than landing on planets, (like, say, getting to this databank) they'd utilize their wish so that they'd be capable of landing on stars. Although if they ever ran across the databank, they'd start throwing rockets at it eventually. But it'd probably be a while. And there'd be all these other beings trying to stop them from getting to it. Hmm. If there's enough pressure to prevent them from getting to it, I could see them caring about it more and more. The "forbidden fruit" effect.
Oh, you poor, idiotic space-lemmings.
In loving memory of a good idea, although perhaps poorly executed. RIP, Patchwork.
Unless someone has an objection, I think we can all agree that this RP has died. If someone wants to use this idea, or steal from this RP directly, feel free to. Otherwise, unless there's a rush of unexpected posts, I wish you all good luck in your other adventures.
Unless someone has an objection, I think we can all agree that this RP has died. If someone wants to use this idea, or steal from this RP directly, feel free to. Otherwise, unless there's a rush of unexpected posts, I wish you all good luck in your other adventures.
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