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Foreword: This is by no means a success story. This is bittersweet at best and full of my usual bad luck. When you see what character I was playing in the story, some of the veteran players who know the character may understand why this might have been so unlucky. 

 

THIS IS A LONG STORY BUCKLE UP!

 

 

 

Round start and I, Lich, am a Psychiatrist, alright but not great. This immediately became a lot more dynamic when I heard that strange conversion music, I was a changeling! My objectives weren't fantastic but they were potentially doable.. Or so I thought. Eight genomes, hand tele, kill the CMO, wear his ID and disguise as I get on the shuttle, alright let's do this.

First step is first, Lich has a rather distinctive name and a few people know who he is, therefore it's best to spend as little time is him as possible I rush off to chapel maints and take my abilities: chamelon, arm blade, tentacle, mute sting, flesh mend. I came ready to fight knowing how my luck usually is so might as well go down swinging! I make my way there and chamelon in the old bar, waiting for my first prey. I didn't have to wait long before a random assistant found their way within my clutches. One tentacle lash and an a notice from the ESRB about our rating going up, I got them and ALMOST have them in a chokehol- "HELP BAR MAINT". Okay, I attacked a fucking stenographer apparently but that was a random maint call who would possible show up? I drag them to the left most wall in the abandoned NE bar and wait. On the otherside of the broken door I hear it slide open as I am nearly done choking this defiant assistant, mid proboscis production, standing there is a vox security officer starting me dead in the face with this assistant being choked out at my feet. 

Well shit, I let go and book it! I can chameleon so i use that to my advantage and it worked, the sec doesn't even come looking for me and they both escape. Minutes later I hear the alarms go off and the other changelings are yelling at me until they hear the announcement for... Vampires?... Okay, let's go with that. 

I decided then it would be best to press my already thin luck and lay in wait, chameleon in the middle of the old bar. Enter the mime. He was looking about, not really seeming to care that there was a call out earlier from this area so I try and make this quick. I grab them, managed to get them down, husk, assume the identity, ditch my stuff and steal theirs. I ended up locking them in their own mime cabinet, realizing that no one really messes with that or would search it. My stuff? Lich is reported as dead. Good enough and usually accurate anyway.

So I am sitting with 3 genomes now and feeling a bit bad. I decided to play the role of a mime for a bit, randomly messing with people with some good roleplay to include giving Slith the ULTIMATE BOOP. All the while, I am silently stealing everyone's genomes around me until I am stuffed fool at 7. Thankfully, the last person I stuck was a very light colored slime so I passed as being human, no one noticed the difference as the human mime switched to a slime mime for a bit. One more sting and I was done. This is going well!

I decided to check in on my target, the CMO. While I had been going about RPing earlier I noticed that he had been pretty damn insistent having 1-2 friends around at all time and was rarely out of medbay. Oh well, I will try again later I thought. So I go trolling around maint for a bit as I contemplate my next move when I get wind that they might be unto me via changeling chat. Someone apparently was calling the mime out for suspicious behavior! Personally I thought it came with the territory of dressing up like a mute bank-robber but not everyone shares my vision. Regardless, I needed a fall back disguise. I bumble about chapel maint and find the chef working on a few glass walls! I approached, got out my tentacle... And I will leave it at that. At the end she was husked, let your mind fill in the blanks. Now, like my first target they managed to get out a "Help maint!" but weren't specific. I thought I would be okay until someone pointed out that it's the chef so likely the area of bar / chapel maint... Fuck.

I dragged them off into old bar (I am really familiar with that place now), and deposited them there while I worked out a means of hiding the body. I didn't have time to switch out and I knew that the ID would be hot anyway. So, like a punk, I fled after killing a random chef (sorry!). I hear that security has responded to the area and like so many noire movies, the criminal returned to the scene of the crime. There was the chaplain and two sec, looking for vampires. They quickly arrested me for showing up and after shoving holy water down my gullet, realized I wasn't a vampire (to their credit they're correct at least about that.) Then entered Ash, the Vulp(?), who seemed to know what was up a bit more then everyone else. She pointed out that indeed, vampires don't husk people. The chaplain, however, retorted that "Alright, smart ass. You tell me what it is then?" Before promptly defending that this was indeed proof of a vampire and that efforts to find them needed to be doubled... Alright then.

To my dismay, I find out a bit later that not ONLY did medical revive them, another changeling who was IN medical working there HELPED THEM. So now they know that the mime is the vampire(?) and they're hot on my trail. I needed to ditch this disguise and FAST! Unfortunately, I was stuck once again in chapel maint due to how many people were milling in the dorms and hallways. Thus, I sat and waited in the darkness as an invisible shadow ready to pounce. I waited and a female slime surgeon came in, looking around for a bit. I threw my tentacle and started to take them down, once again they managed to get off a word or two before I could actually mute sting them and choke them to silence. Once again, someone came to their rescue. I am standing invisible over this downed person who is still SOMEHOW speaking and calling for help. The chaplain shows up, weapon in hand and ready to help! The Slime person called out that I was invisible and over them, prompting the chaplain to attack, trying to disarm me! I returned with my arm blade (forgot I grabbed that, didn't you?) and aimed for the chest. Thanks to many budget cuts in IPC design, my armblade cut through the tissue paper chassis of the chaplain and dropped him but not before the slime managed to escape with their corpse. Dammit, oh well.

I hid out a bit longer at that spot, knowing that I was going to be swarmed and thus far I was doing a GREAT job at hiding. Enter the Pod pilot. This time I was successful, grab, sting, choke, absorb, replace, done. With that, I went from the old bar to security, seeing what more I could glean while listening to their comms. I heard that they REALLY wanted to find that Mime, thankfully I wasn't them anymore yet they were huddled down into sec for a bit while they mobilized to hunt the vampire mime with impunity! Once they were gone I rushed in and stole the pod, going into space while laying low. To my dismay, the AI called me out for not having a mindshield despite the brief time I was visible!

"Do pod pilots have mindshields?" Asked the AI. "Yeah." The HOS responded. "Well the Pod Pilot is missing theirs, might be the changeling." The AI reported. "Clever clever.." I said. Then, I mustered every bit of linguistic skill I could to silver tongue my way out of this situation. That's right.. I called them a nerd.

"However, incorrect nerd!" I retorted triumphantly! "I have a mindshield." I lied. To my disbelief the AI believed me! Even apologized! I might have shit luck but I can talk my way in and out of most situations at least! However, let's see how far I could get for now. So for a bit, I enjoyed playing as the pod pilot, buzzing around space and harassing the Mechanic like a traffic cop.

My joyride ended after a bit, letting sec search for a mime that didn't exist. I parked the pod, locked the doors, stole the keys and went back to Sec maint. While there I found a unsuspecting janitor. Thankfully, they were to bewildered by the giant tentacle that sprouted from the pod pilot to question much else. Unfortunately for me, however, someone walked in. A grey who looked like they were on vacation with a Hawaiian shirt and straw hat on. I channeled my inner rent-a-cop and randomly stunbatoned the janitor and began arresting them, ordering the grey to move along and so they did. I dragged them off, did my thing, now I am an elderly male human janitor!

By this point, I switch out the sec key in the headset on the new service one I picked up, leaving the sec one behind with a service key in it so no one suspected that I really had what I wanted from it. During this time while I was spying on the still very much surrounded CMO I was listening to how Sec apparently hunted down, tazed, force fed holy water, executed, and failed to revive Ash from earlier. I wasn't sure how all that went down but the HOS was being fired over it, one less thing to worry about I guess? Go vampire hunts!

I eventually said fuck it, the CMO was camping so hard in medbay with their friends that they might as well have been cooking smoores. I didn't feel like sticking around for them to start singing Kumbaya. I went off to do that other objective I had, stealing a hand-tele. I realized that whipping out my armblade in the middle of the hallway with my luck was probably the worse idea possible, so i got creative. I changed up my abilities a bit and grabbed monkey form, went into the janitor's closet, went monkey, grabbed the tele, and went wherever it took me. I ended up in atmos, no one around and no one saw me so who cares? I hid it in the atmos clothing locker next to the pipe dispenser and went back through the vents to my stuff.

After becoming human once more and grabbing my stuff, I was off to collect my well-earned Hand-tele. Get to atmos, start to break the doors open from maint with armblade. ALMOST get in when the SAME SECURITY VOX FROM EARLIER SHOWS UP! I rush into atmos, grab my hand tele and chameleon. Of course, he comes in, looks around and opens my locker waiting to find me. I could hear my heart beating in my ears as I watched him but thankfully he didn't decide to taze that spot anyway. He then did the unthinkable, he walked into me and THANKFULLY I WAS ON HELP INTENT! We both switched places without anything seeming to happen and I remained invisible. They left while being absolutely confused, not even setting me to wanted despite seeing my name. Off I went. 

Back to the CMO. He moved a whopping two feet which was an accomplishment for them but still surrounded in medbay where they had a medical hardsuit, a teleshield, and several of their friends on standby. This wasn't going to be easy. I collaborated with the other changelings still remaining and we came up with a plan, the coroner (remember him? the changeling that outed the mime?) would draw the CMO into the morgue and we'd jump him. Easy right? Nope. Instead, this guy decided to just sting the CMO with neigh everything. We're watching this CMO go up in flames, blind, everything. This, of course, hinders us even more because now they're being medically tended to. I decided to pass the time with my sec hud while I waited, setting random people to arrest for random things to keep sec busy while we figured this out. 

Sadly, the shift time ran out. We were unable to get the CMO who got escorted by several people to the shuttle within a large group while they held their shield and had their suit on... Lame.

Oh well, made for an okay story.

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If this is the game i remembered, that sec vox was one of us. Do you remember someone talking about in the cling chat? I could swear i remember being in a game where the coroner ling was going to kill someone in the mourge like that.

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