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Name: KR4-3SHA Age: Date of construction and activation unknown Gender: Feminine Chassis Race: IPC Blood Type: Oil General Occupational Role(s): Primary: CMO or Paramedic Secondary: Chemist, coroner, geneticist, therapist, or AI Biography: "She" is an IPC with a feminine chassis. There no records as to where she came from nor any memories of it. There is a serial number branded on the left side of her torso that reads "KR4-3SHA". She appears to be constructed unprofessionally using a variety of scrap parts; a mixture of older Xion and Morpheus parts, as well as a few limbs that are of makeshift design. She regularly consumes Servo and Ultra Lube in an attempt to mitigate the damage caused by friction in her poorly constructed joints. Her posture is rigid. She has a long ponytail of thicker wiring that looks similar to dreadlocks. She has one thin red eye scanning back and forth that goes from antennae to antennae. She lacks much of her plating, leaving her frame wiring, and other internals exposed. She is completely devoid of emotion, speaking everything plainly as if stating a command. She has been programmed with extensive medical knowledge that she uses to treat organic humanoids, however she views them as flawed, inferior creatures. Still, she feels it is her sole purpose to "repair" organics. While off station she simply stands in departures at Central staring into the distance silently while awaiting the shuttle to arrive for her next assignment. She frequently arrives on station with graffiti off her chassis that was applied while she is in this "sleeping" state. Qualifications: "Unit is proficient in the repair and deconstruction of organic humanoids via standard, advanced, and unconventional medical procedures." *pings*" Employment Records: "Unit has been assigned the roles of: Chief Medical Officer, Paramedic, Chemist, Coroner, Geneticist, and Therapist, as well as being uploaded into the NSS Cyberaid's Artificial Intelligence core." *emits an affirmative blip*" Security Records: "ZZZZT%#ERROR. DATABANKS CORRUPT. *emits an irritated buzzing sound*" Nanotrasens security database indicate this IPC has been involved in syndicate activities, however they appear to have no recollection of this, suggesting they are either hacked and/or their memory is wiped upon completion or failure of tasks. Medical Records: "Units chassis is of female design. Diagnostics indicate that limbs are prone to malfunction and require regular maintenance . Lubrication can reduce joint friction and prolong the need for maintenance. *emits a negative blip*" Personnel Photo:

Damn, i didn't know it was you

Few screenshots from earlier today: https://gyazo.com/ee2a413914ae6881b913f03d245042da For those who werent there: Purple asked us if a few in Dchat want to dick arround and test shit so he spawned us in and we got equipment. Then later on we were ported over to centcomm for the end of the round welcoming party. Thali was riding an ashdrake.

Seeing all the recent art submissions made me want to do a little as well. I don't have much but I'll upload stuff as it comes in. Here's Olivia just standing in the hall.

Name: serA Age:27 (it's probably a lie) Gender: Recognised as a male Race: Grey Blood Type: true powergamey blood AB+ General Occupational Role(s): Chaplain,clown,Butcher or Culinary artist and Explosion Researcher chemical researcher Biography: serA was created on a syndicate attempt in creating a perfect clone of Ares, A Nanotrasen worker. After a series of tests,the syndicate considered serA#1 a complete Failure because it wans't capable of doing the easier of the tasks it was assigned to and for it's probable case of scizophrenia,then, serA was spaced in a coffin which had ''trash'' written in it, which has reached one of the Nanotrasen facilities, reaching there, serA was completely out of pulse or vital signs,A paramedic that happened to be wandering in space brought serA inside the facility and carried it to medbay. After being revived with strange reagent and all it's bones and organs fixed, serA was sent to the assignment central, where serA results were one of the worst, after seeing how useful useless serA was, they sended it as a visitor to the NSS cyberiad,serA , after a long period as a civilian in the NSS cyberiad learn't some simple things such as : Cooking, doing pranks, and doing rather chaotic chemical grenades, and some time later serA created some Stupid, odd, idiot and crazy religions in his head, which he spreaded trough NSS cyberiad as a chaplain Qualifications: Cooking Apprentice in clown puns and prankery Amateur in chemical grenades production Employment Records: serA currently worked in the NSS cyberiad as: Culinary artist,Engineer, Atmospheric technician,Clown,chemical researcher and Chaplain Security Records: serA commited some crimes such as: Several Kidnappings where excuse were '' the voice in my head said me to'' Several Vandalisms Medical Records: In recent medical analize serA showed minor-medium signs of scizophrenia, where subject heard random noises everywhere and a voice that comments everything it does and tells it what to do. Personnel Photo (Appearance text): i need a photo of myself, please <3 Commendations [only to be added by admin]: Reprimands [only to be added by admin]: Other Notes: This thing might be pretty poorly written , because english is my 2nd language and i learn't it from videogames (yeah), and that's it.

AND THEN, the science outpost is gone. MUH HIDING SPOT

I remember helping you a lot of times, like fixing you and beign friendly, i like that IPC, also i'm going to had the Strong Jaw thing to my flavor text brb

Is this your younger sister?

Never saw that character, honestly. It looks cool tough.

Lmao that scream FITTED IN so perfectly

@EldritchSigma Oh my god my shop! I was so sad that I never took any pictures of it. Here's another pic at Central

I don't know if it was a coincidence, or was made on purpose, but being made into an ashdrake all with having the name 'Lizardzsi' made me squee. And when I dragged Thali 'onty my back' I had the urge to play Never Ending Story. Good times were had.

To me, new stations completely change the game, in a very good way. The powergamers here have antag hiding places, ambush locations, telescience setup areas and many many more things determined down to the tile on the current Cyberiad. A new station not only provides new places to explore, but, in some respects, rebalances the game for everyone.

"The t̶o̶t̶a̶l̶l̶y̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶ ̶E̶R̶P̶ Victory Shower" Excuse me if I miss the exact wording of the parties involved, let's say my quotes are paraphrasing. I join a round an hour deep as pod pilot. Vampires. 2 powerful vampires as far as we know. Within 20 min the vox vampire is dead. With about 15 to go the other is dead. On sec comms: Vince Piper: "Stingray, up for that shower now?" Steven Stingray: "We don't have showers anymore" (Someone had converted the bathroom by cryos into a fully functional medbay; Surgery, Sleeper, Body Scanner, Cryotube, even a chemistry station and DAMNIT I forgot to get a screenshot. It was marvelous) I say: "We have our own showers above the locker room in sec" Vince: "Yup" Stingray: "Really?!" I run to the bathroom in sec to see Stingray's reaction, figuring I'll get there first. I walk in. Vince and Stingray are already naked in a shower together. Vince: "Tetra! Join us for our victory shower!" Stingray: "DON'T LOOK AT ME!!" I scream and run off. I have an idea. Run to the public locker room then back to sec. I go back in the bathroom where the victory shower is still happening. Vince: "So you finally decided to join us?" I say: "Not quite...say CHEESE!" I start snapping a bunch of photos with the camera I just grabbed. They proceed to try to capture me. Chasing me around the brig naked with tasers. I manage to escape. Shuttle is on its way. There is an announcement about some sort of mech battle between one of NTs mechs and a Syndicate mech at the holodeck. I head there to check it out. Mike Murdock and Solessa Storm are there before me. I say: "Mike, I have something awful to show you..." Mike: "What is it?" I hand him a photo. ... ... Mike: "WHAT" "THE FUCK" "IS THIS?!" I say: "Vince and Stingray taking a victory shower" Mike: Crowd has gathered for the mech fight. Vince and Stingray show up. There is a bit of a scuffle. They taze and cuff me with fuzzy pink handcuffs. As they rip the cigarette from my mouth and stuff the ballgag into it I manage to tell Mike to escape with the photo. I spend the shuttle ride cuffed and gagged, Stingray and Vince are celebrating thier victory of capturing me. They are kind enough to remove the gag and give me a cig. Shuttle docks at Central. They drag me to the showers, strip all 3 of us and throw us all in the same shower for a final victory shower. 2 sec borgs show up, I inform them I'm being held against my will. They disabled beam us till we pass out. GAME OVER EYEAAAAAAH!!!! I attempted to take screenshots of the photos but apparently windows pulled up in the UI like that don't register on screenshots, so I have no evidence but this story. @Vargh @bigfatbananacyclops I'd tag Vince but I don't know his forum name. *FLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP

HOLY FUCKING SHIT MATE THIS IS AMAZING! He looks tough like i imagine him, as a guy who was born in Luna working at Port Royale from a good amount of years moving frey, he looks totally like him, the virus part witht he syringe and the badass part from the security, my main roles, man this is too damn good i don't know how to thank you enough, i'm so happy

Could be anyone I guess? ^^' Though it was started off as a drawing of myself cause I was starting to feel a little down. Maybe I'll draw her with an Ascendant at some point.