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Well if we are gonna go legit with no murders, there are always corpses and monkeys for brains. Hmmm I guess Anti-toxin was removed.

I was thinking maybe there was a way chemists could take organs from the clown Organ donations. All of these would require pulping them in a grinder into an "[Example Organ] paste". All the suggested recipes are a bastardized synthesis based on my chemistry knowledge. What could the brain be processed into?!: Brain = 10 units Brain Paste [4 part] + Sleeping Toxin [1 part] = Melatonin (Toxinless Sleeping chemical) Brain Paste [5 part] + Fungus[1 part] + Sodium Chloride[1 part] + Space Drugs[3 part] = DMT DiMethylTriptamine (A hallucinogen found in everything but very small amounts, twice as strong as Space Drugs and in a dose over 1 units it makes the user pass out for half a minute) Brain Paste[3 part] + Anti Toxin[1 part] + Charcoal[1 part] = Dopamine (A natural painkiller) What could the eye be processed into?!: Eyes = 5 units Eye Paste[5 parts] + Sulfuric Acid[3 parts] + Sodium Chloride[1 part] = Processed Eye (A possible replacement for Atropine in Oculane) What could the heart be turned into? Heart = 7 units Heart Paste [7 partts] + Sodium Chloride [3 parts] + Sulfuric Acid = Unnatrument (A made up word, chemical replacement for Nutriment, 5 toxin damage if exceeding 10 units ingested) What could the Lungs be turned into? Lungs = 7 units (If donor has smoked, it results in 5 units) Lung Paste + Sodium Chloride + Ethanol = Processed Lung paste (When ingested orally user gets slightly drunk and heals a small amount of suffocation damage) Everything else can be pasted but does nothing.

Welcome to a brief guide on the DOs and DONTs of beating up mimes. This is all written from the receiving side. A mime is knocking on a window repeatidly: DO: Disarm him and drag him away DONT: Beat him with a crowbar to near death A mime is waiting in surgery after being beaten and needs special surgery, you also happen to dislike the mime and possibly have a golem DO: Disarm the mime, push him down, and shove him down disposals (Unless he is in dire need of surgery) DONT: Have your golem/you beat the mime to a thread away from death and then ditching him in a closet when he is comatose A mime is throwing your food in the garbage: DO: Call security to dispatch it DONT: Cut his hands off with a knife A clown has tabled you DO: Call security and keep pushing him down DONT: Beat him to death/ near death with an oxygen tank A clown/mime has flipped your table DO: Disarm him and push him down DONT: Chase him down with a spear/shotgun out of the chapel/bar A mime speaks DO: Disarm him, restrain him, and put a ballgag on him DONT: Beat his head off with a oxygen tank Feel free to add to this fun guide, most of it is me making up situations.

Just finished the Marble Hornets series... Holy shit was it amazing. If I were to say ANYTHING it would spoil it, and the plot is that great. The first few entries can be a bit dull, but they get great. Editing 10/10 Plotline 9/10 confusing 4th wall elements 11/10 https://www.youtube.com/user/MarbleHornets/videos Watch it, while I was on entry #48 they posted their newest video in a new series.

Name: T.U.R.N.I.P Age: 85 years NT Operating Age Gender: Identifies as male Race: IPC/ Machine Blood Type: AB+ Standard Oil General Occupational Role(s): Surgeon RD Captain Botanist Biography: A refurbished IPC Mk.1U3R from the Second Soviet Insurgence (Which took place in North America and is linked to a very early form of the Syndicates). Found in an containment locker, setup for salvage in a derelict chop shop on Magroon 9. Records indicate he was deactivated for around 200 years, the SSI starting 270 years prior to him being found. He was in horrible condition, and even the man that was going to take him apart said in a statement to NT officials "All he was good for was scrap, I could not even access the head compartment to get circuit boards". He was taken to a NT HQ in Magroon 9 to be examined and they deemed him fit for usage, after some restoration. He is prone to paranoia and fits of simulated rage. Qualifications: Microchips are as follows: Leadership chip [Original Chip in body] Basic Combat Chip [Original Chip in body] Advanced Hand-Hand Combat Chip [Removed] Surgical Chip [Added] Scientist Delight Chip [Added] Advanced Combat Techniques Chip [Original chip in body, Nerfed by NT] Operating System: TurnipNT OS [NanoTransen built OS based off original Turnip OS] Employment Records: Multiple tours of duty with stations Security Records: None Medical Records: N/A Personnel Photo (Appearance text): Standing at your average IPC height, his Red monitor reflecting his emotions. On the outside he looks normal, but with different colors, maybe a bit more basic. Commendations [only to be added by admin]: Reprimands [only to be added by admin]: Other Notes:

I suggested putting it into the CMO's office, to prevent greytiding. Also I never knew that we did not need goggles to weld an IPC. My main focus was mainly the limbs.

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Robotics can be slow/non existent at times, and sometimes IPCs need to be repaired. I suggest it would be best that we add an emergency IPC repair kit into the CMO's office so then the surgeon can fix things then and there Coding Difficulty: Adding things to Map I suggest that the box contains: A set of robotic limbs A welder A bit of cable coil Welding goggles

So this round started like any other round, I wait for like 20 minutes and no surgeries, and then there is a slime guy ODing on meth (Something kept injecting him), so we get him into a body scanner, and he requests that I chop his lower body off, saying he will live. I decided that since he ordered it, I may as well go with it. I oblige, making sure that everyone near a speaker knows what is going on, and so I proceed with it. Lo and behold he has died, and I scramble to try and clone him, I put his slime core into a monkey brain, take him to cloning, everything is set, except for the lack of Biomass. After some running around I was unable to get any so I give up and morgue him, and continue on my way. Later in the round, the AI is being real sketchy, and there are no patients for me to perform surgery on I decided to go to a walk. So I walk by the vault, and there is a miner and a clown there. The clown immediately clams up when he sees me and is like "I better practice my fire drills just incase" and rolls on the floor. I stand around for a bit and he decides to open up the vault, he loots the one full of gold and I go for the other crate. Silver coins, I did not want the Silver coins so I check the Cabinet and there is a file called "Top Secret" so I decided to take it and keep it on me. He steals the nuke and we agree to part ways. I head back to surgery and decided to watch some surgeries. Later on I take a small break for 5 minutes, and people are fighting outside. A small bit later I am back in my OR making sure everything is in order and the CMO comes in with the dead corpse of a person he just fought, and decided to start chopping her up for transplant parts, but the CMO is in horrible condition so I convince her to let me do surgery on her, and so I heal her up and then I begin to remove his/her infections (I did not pay attention). Mid way through the chemist barges in, says something about something coming through maint and welds the door shut. After all of that he pulls out a Esword and says "You will surrender to Ra'asha Zhan-Khazan" so I say "Piss off I am in the middle of something" and he allows me to continue surgery, he says that he is holding the CMO hostage, so he can talk to the HoS before the explosions. He attempts to make contact with the HoS but Coms are down, so I decided to throw those Top Secret documents at him and say "Use those instead", and he questions if I was a syndicate as well, and I lie and say Yes. Somewhere in that a Vox comes to the window and does not speak up for a bit and goes unnoticed. He then says something in Vox Speak and so the Syndicate barges out, says "You shouldn't have done that" and blows up the vox. I quickly pull the CMO out of the scanner, but not before grabbing the Top Secret Documents, and the lack of oxygen makes her lungs collapse when she gets out. We go through a hole in space that we could not bypass, and I run her to the cryotube and get her in, she was a hair away from death, I get a message in my headset from a fellow Medical Vox and I push him and his friends in Cryotubes. Time elapses, the round ends, and I feel amazing because of all that I did... TL;DR Had things I wasn't supposed to, Used it against someone who could've done worse, he done fucked up.

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Name: Winders Visto Age: 85 years of service Gender: Speaks like male Race: IPC Blood Type: NanoTransen Premium SMES Oil (-O) General Occupational Role(s): Shaft Miner Engineer Captain Bartender Biography: Winders Visto was found in a landfill, uprooted by the explosion of SS08. Someone had combined an old monitor with the main tower of a computer. The operating system it was running was "Windows Vista", and the provided hardware proved that it was all it could handle. After years of upgrades, it was commissioned to be a working unit, and was the pride of budget robotics. It is now running a NanoTransen offshoot of Linux Lynx, with the same hard-drive and active processes that it was originally found with. This IPC has a tendency to be rude, crude, and lewd. It is also said that he is severe kleptomania, driving him to trespass into places where he is not supposed to be, to grab things he is not supposed to have. [Clearance: CentCom] Operated one year on SS08 as a guest terminal, was found after the explosion to be intact in the landfill Qualifications: Loaded with multiple job files, and possible a bit of malware that leaked in from a random place Employment Records: SS14: 15 years Total [Dismissed] SS03: 30 years Total [Dismissed] SS12: 5 CentCom Plasma Mining: NOT RECORDED Security Records: Multiple cases of Theft, all dismissed Medical Records: Constant grinding sound in head, undetermined. Personnel Photo (Appearance text): Standing proud, and vibrating the slightest, Winders Visto stands in glory, but you can also notice that his monitor shifts when he sees an object he likes. Commendations [only to be added by admin]: Reprimands [only to be added by admin]: Other Notes: Last to complain, first to screw you over for his benefit.

Oh yes, I was the one engineer there, that cockblocked the guy from welding goggles, later on someone tried to murder me in the assembly line. He tried, but one does not simply kill the 85 year old man with a wrench.

War, War never changes. The romans waged war to gather slaves and wealth. Spain built an empire for it's list for gold and territory. Hitler shaped a bettered germany into an economic superpower. NanoTransen built an empire on lies and coverups, But war never changes. In the 26th century, war was still waged over the resources that could be aquired, only this time the spoils of war were also it's weapons. Plasma, and Uranium. For these resources SS08 would wipe out Asia, The Syndicate would team up with the United Wizard Federation, And the Furry Freedom Force would dissolve into a mass of suicide bombing greytides, with no real objective. In 2576 the storm of the Plasma Race would come, and in two brief hours, most of the crew would be reduced to gibs. From the blood of NanoTransen Opression, a new station would struggle to arise. A few were able to get to the shuttle, your department were the few able to reach it. Imprisoned inside that huge safe shuttle, in the vastness of space, a crew departs without knowledge of the dangers awaiting them. Life for you, is about to change. Like the SS13 version of the Fallout 1 opening speech, by Ron Pearlman?