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i return like a week later with another pile of doodles

Ruin has come to our station...

I don't think this thread is any surprise to anyone that pays attention to the things I say on discord. Put simply... this stuff isn't particularly ideal, especially in regards to a few of these specific scenarios: A) Combat mechas can be freely pumped out at will on just code blue. You don't need combat mechas around until there's an actual deadly emergency at hand. B) With the exception of illegal combat implants, anyone can request nearly any type of implant/ augmentation they desire, and more or less be entitled towards getting it. It doesn't make too much sense for a civilian to be strutting about with secHUDs, a welding shield and a surgical toolset implant. C) Borgification is a very strange topic, and many consider it to be fairly LRP to randomly decide to get borged. However, as it's a fairly big topic that's laced deeply into Para's culture, I think that a basic change to enable roboticists to decide whether or not they want to perform any borgification at their own discretion would allow for more interesting RP for the time being--think along the lines of personal ethics/ morales. Perhaps also require a psychiatric check and signature (those poor therapists could afford something to actually do for once) if the roboticist is willing. EDIT: I've reworded point 3 to be more clear as to what I want to do with the SoP regarding borgifications at this time, rather than go on a personal rant.

help

I'll just leave this here

I got bored. Updated most things, really.

girls night!!! (gets dragged into a blood cult)

The muscles on Idunn DO look good, nice work with that one. And ah yes, the 2565 pool incident...

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𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚟 𝚃𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝙰𝚐𝚎: 𝟹𝟺 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛: 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚊𝚌𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚎: 𝙾- ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ʀᴏʟᴇ(ꜱ): > 𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝙾𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚛 > Engineer > Chef > 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚛 > 𝙰𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚃𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 █████ ████ 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘 ███████ ████████. 𝙰𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 █.█.█.█.█ 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 ███████ 𝚊𝚗𝚍 ██████ 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜. > 𝙰𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚃𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 █████ ██████ █████. 𝙳𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎, 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 █.█.█ ████████. > 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 ███████ ████████ 𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 ███████ 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑. 𝙷𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝚍𝚎-𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎. > 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚋𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. Qᴜᴀʟɪꜰɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ: > 𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚟 𝚃𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙷𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙰𝚃-𝟷 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚃-𝟸 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜; 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙰𝚃-𝟹 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎. ᴇᴍᴘʟᴏʏᴍᴇɴᴛ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅꜱ: > 𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚟 𝚃𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚂𝚂𝙿 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏, 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚝𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢. ᴍᴇᴅɪᴄᴀʟ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅꜱ: ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 𝟼'𝟷 / 𝟷𝟾𝟻𝚌𝚖 ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 𝟷𝟽𝟷𝚕𝚋𝚜 ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ: 𝙿𝚒𝚗𝚔 [𝙱𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝙼𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗] ᴘʜʏꜱɪᴄᴀʟ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇ: 𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢. ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇ: Patient diagnosed with major, recurrent dissociative amnesia and generalized anxiety. Patient admits suicidal thoughts occur and is not willing to disclose frequency at this time, but notes that is not presently experiencing suicidal intent. Prescriptions: Medical Marijuana Packet, 1x per shift PRN from on-duty psych for anxiety; Medical hypnosis, multi-session, for major recurrent dissociative amnesia. Patient reports a 23-year mental block from birth; questionable medical intervention and possible complicity with the cause of the mental block. Patient's first memory was waking up in hospital with severe burns, loss of hearing but no known head or neck trauma. References to a "non-disclosure agreement" were made to the patient, but patient does not appear to have any active knowledge.

For Fiona's detailed records, go here. First Name: Fiona Last Name: Phillips Gender: Female Orientation: Bisexual Nicknames/Alias: Most people call her Fio, Fi, or Fifi (though she hates that last one) Picture(If Available) i'm poor and can't afford that right now, here's some heroforge models to give you an idea leave me alone aah https://imgur.com/a/hnh8xgh Age/D.O.B: Exact DoB unclear, 24 years old Species: Human, genetically modified for deep space habitation. Blood Type: B+ Place Of Birth: A mining colony on G1618-X1634, a planetoid located in the debris field around Groombridge 1618, about 16 ly away from Sol Alignment: Are we really doing DnD alignments? I guess Chaotic Neutral. She is egoistic, but not actively malicious, and while she understands the value of order, she will only obey rules as long as it's convenient for her. Affiliation: Nanotrasen - Employee Cybersun Industries - Former employee Religious Beliefs: Agnostic Detailed Information Appearance: Character Voice: Fiona's voice is quite deep and sometimes slighly raspy, partially due to her smoking habits. Her accent is somewhat odd and hard to place, though it does suggest she speaks Gutter as her first language. Personality: Medical Records: Employment Records: Security Records: Character Biography Family: As the colony she hails from is now defunct, its atmospherics system fully broken, it is unlikely that she has any surviving family members. She does, however, consider one person her sibling. Background: Personal Relationships Faction Relations Other Information Place of habitation: Favorite drink: Fiona drinks mostly water when exercising, but is a big fan of milk and other dairy products, as well as sodas, coke in particular. Her favorite alcoholic drink is Fernet Cola, followed closely by White Russian. She also likes Thirteen Loko quite a lot. She usually drinks her coffee black, though she is a big fan of Mocha, as she fondly remembers mixing instant coffee with cocoa powder found in military rations. Favorite food: Fiona does not have any favorite food. Her palate is a crime against humanity due to having eaten bland food for most of her life. She thus subsists on TV dinners, takeout food, and protein shakes. Fiona often adds hot sauce to things - she had eaten mostly nutrient paste for most of her life, before being exposed to "real food" for the first time in a cafeteria while working for Cybersun. What follows is that her bar for food has always been very low, which caused her to become amazed by hot sauce packets found in rations consumed by her during her combat training. Enlighten me as to what else I should put here

I love this character and your art so much

This question has been puzzling me, so I thought I'd ask to get some other opinions. I am relatively new and have been slowly exploring the various roles. Recently I played as a maintenance drone for the first time after dying in a way that left my body completely unrecoverable and found that I rather liked it. I haven't played much as cyborgs yet, because I find the laws a bit intimidating. I don't want to forget my laws and act inappropriately as a robot. My first life as a drone, I didn't do a very good job of staying out of the way of crew and others. Finally figured out that I could vent-crawl and started to get a better handle on my drone abilities in my second life and did my best to maintain the station while avoiding any attention or interaction with other lifeforms. I am not terribly good at engineering, but I know the basics and used my time as a lowly drone to practice essential repairs. I started to feel like I could be a useful addition to the station and mostly managed to not accidently hit myself with my own tools. Things were looking up! However, in my third life as a drone, I bumped into a fellow in the maintenance tunnels and was swiftly e-magged. My law set changed to be loyal to the person who emagged me and follow his orders. If I remember correctly, I was also not to work against his goals or endanger/harm any of his allies. After e-magging me, my new master commanded me to "Be free!" and immediately left. Now, my question is ... how should I act based on this new directive? My initial thought was "I guess I'm evil now. Better go do some evil stuff". But then I started seconding guessing, because nothing in my laws actually told me to do any harm to anyone on the station and I didn't know what my master's objectives were or even who is allies were, so if I started causing problems on the station, I might act against my other laws. My laws say that I must obey my master and my master had told me to be free. So what does "freedom" mean to a simple maintenance drone who has only ever known keeper laws and station repair? His command to be free doesn't remove my new laws so I am NOT actually free. I am still very much bound by the new set of laws that guide my behavior as an e-magged drone. Plus I am not convinced that the in-character drone would be able recognize that being e-magged means they are now one of the "bad guys". From the drone's perspective, the rules have changed, but they are still a maintenance drone with little interest in human affairs and a focus on repair/construction/clean-up. I doubt that a drone could really understand the nuances of being "free". They just don't seem like they would be designed to be that sophisticated or self-reflective. Anyways, while I was having a evil drone existential crisis in the maintenance tunnels, a random engineer spotted my glowing red eyes and robusted me into a pile of broken parts, so I never got the chance to do anything evil or not evil that round. Still, I am left wondering what I could have or should have done in that situation. With such an open-ended command, could I have gone and hung out with civilians in the bar and let them wear me as a hat? Should I have chucked myself out the nearest airlock to "be free!" of the station? Should I have started dismantling random things? Broken airlocks? Removed semi-important or very important walls to free myself from the confines of the station? Opened up floor tiles to space? Reprogramed the AI to be MY slave so I could be more free than all the other robots? What would you do as an e-magged drone after being given the command to "be free"?

I love this. I can totally picture the drone existential crisis in maintenance as it struggles to understand what being free means.. I guess it also means you're free to ponder about it until you're a pile of broken components ! I do suppose according to your laws it means you could've done absolutely anything (within server rules), up to you to express your drone personality within those short lived minutes of freedom !

Bnuuy.

And a variant as a sentient Syndicate item, 30% Chance of a large swarm of Syndi-bees, 30% of random chem bees, and 30% of poisoned candies. Spawn it in, tell it to go bother someone until it dies and releases it's payload

Add a 1% chance for the pinata to detonate on death, releasing a wave of vengeful plasma fire, and I think that idea is perfect.

Random Minor Event: Sentient Piñata appears on the station. The Sentient Piñata has civilian access, can not ventcrawl, can not attack/drag, and runs at Xeno Hunter speed. It only has the objective to survive. When killed, explodes into a large amount of various candy/chocolates. There is a 10% chance that it is instead filled with random narcotics and floor pills.

Jackboots clonk, gone but not forgotten... Speaking of which, I did manage to find a security Fiona after all.

Thank you Matt for this thread as I have WAY too many different looks for Tetra. As one of my friends mockingly said to me once "You like dressing up your characters in video games the same way a little girl enjoys playing with dolls"...a very true statement...so here we go: From Left to Right: Pod Pilot in EVA, Pod Pilot non EVA, Warden, Head of Security, Captain, Clown (Tetris Vegan...yes really), Chemist/Doctor/Paramedic Ghetto Brig Doc/Mechanic/Engineer, Security Officer, Blueshield, Magistrate, Civilian/Casual, Mime (Smokie), Shower (no peeking!) You can only see it on a few of these outfits but she has a Turquoise Snowflake tattoo on her right bicep :honk: Countless packs of Robusts were harmed in the making of this screenshot...

It is true, good roleplayers are always nice to see

Thought I'm slick dodging the adminbus rod and didn't consider it can come back around

Why the fuck does he have legs???

Some good looks in here, especially Fiona's warden, Marcus's hawaiian vacation vibe, and matt's Nanotrasen Financial Officer. Alas, I'm afraid I have you all beat. Behold my d r i p or for disguises:

Realized I should have piled all my Kreks together in one place rather than take separate screen shots and crop them together in paint late into the round- but I'm still happy with what I got! In order: Magistrate drip, Warden drip, HoP drip

Aaand I am back with more.

they can eat small creatures, they oughta be able to eat bees, just for the hell of it. Deals toxins damage and hurts like hell. And appends a message in their description informing them that they now look like this

Entry Visa photo has glasses, can't verify Letov pink eyes, DENIED!

Skill issue