/tg/Station 13

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The highly rated, never finished, game that everyone loves/hates.
GET DAT FUKKEN DISK


Sign up with Character or Username, Job & what you're rolling for.
I.e: Rolls will be done on a d20 this time. Once every 24 hours, if you haven't put in a new command since your last one I'll assume you just idle wherever you are.

Crew/OPS List:

Name: Slippy
Job: Clown

Action: Talk HoP into giving me janitor and botany access, for totally not slip related things.

Name: Vlad Hunter
Job: Assistant

Action: load up with toolbelt, budget insulateds, and stunprod.

Name: Boris Pepper
Job: Assistant
Action: Immediately table the nearest person.

Name: PHOENIX
Job: AI
Action: Perform standard setup routine, from changing holopad, wall monitor and core displays to bolting everything I am permitted to bolt at roundstart. Maybe also :b for borgs.

That was the shortest game of get dat fukken disk yet. If PAS doesn't come back in the next couple of days I'll probably start doing rolls so we get somewhere.

I was going to do rolls, but after 3 days of only one reply I kinda gave up before it started.
I'll do the roles in a bit though if people are still interested.

ShadowDimentio wrote:Name: Slippy
Job: Clown
Action: Talk HoP into giving me janitor and botany access, for totally not slip related things.

17 - The HoP is in a good mood. In fact she actually lets out a small titter to one of your jokes. She gives you botany access and a couple more low level access as well.

Screemonster wrote:Name: Vlad Hunter
Job: Assistant
Action: load up with toolbelt, budget insulateds, and stunprod.

10 - You load up a standard brown toolbelt with basic maintenance gear, you can't find a multitool though. The budget insulted gloves feel tight but still fit and the stun prod you craft only has a standard battery. Should be good for 2 or 3 prods though.

Bluespace wrote:Name: Boris Pepper
Job: Assistant
Action: Immediately table the nearest person.

12 - You grab a passing Janitor and successfully table them. They're a lizardman so whilst you may have tabled them you feel it was a tad unsatisfying.

DemonFiren wrote:Name: PHOENIX
Job: AI
Action: Perform standard setup routine, from changing holopad, wall monitor and core displays to bolting everything I am permitted to bolt at roundstart. Maybe also :b for borgs.

11 - You make the standard VOXTEST announcement, ask people to turn on suit senors (which obviously is ignored), change your holopad to a floating head, bolt the high security tech area & gravity gen. You forget to ping your borgs and instead run a quick sudoku problem.

Thunder11 wrote:That was the shortest game of get dat fukken disk yet. If PAS doesn't come back in the next couple of days I'll probably start doing rolls so we get somewhere.

20 (Holy shit you got a nat20 for my joke role... dammit) - You post successfully. In fact, somehow the topic subject now appears to have changed to your own name. You bask in the forum sunshine. PAS even says good job and offers for you to take over the thread.

Good job, do you want to take over this thread?

Yeah, sure. At least if it's only one roll every day or two, it'll be a little easier on my sanity than the last one.

I don't really mind doing it, just wanted to write something funny for your roll

Ah, alright, you keep going then, I'll be happy to take over if you lose interest or anything. Aaaanyway...

Thunder12345 - Player - Log into the server

Proceed to roam the station in search of anyone wearing brown shoes.

Try to trick the barkeep into giving me his shotgun.

Name: Shannah Rader
Job: Syndicate Nuclear Operative
Action: Say "I never asked for this", pray for something to do while other ops are still appearing

Go to the custodial closet and take everything I can.

Name: Thomas Laser
Job: Syndicate Nuclear Operative
Action: Cry internally because I'm likely going to die, order and XL pepperoni pizza for delivery to the base while waiting for other Operatives

Thunder11 wrote:Ah, alright, you keep going then, I'll be happy to take over if you lose interest or anything. Aaaanyway...
Thunder12345 - Player - Log into the server

User 2 - "Connection failed" No error message has been given, you retry but the simple error is the same. You scream at the screen "THIS IS BULLSHIT!" but the computer either can't hear you or its ignoring you. You can try logging in to IRC, post on the forums, or keep hammering retry.

Screemonster wrote:Proceed to roam the station in search of anyone wearing brown shoes.

Assistant 9 - You exit tool storage and turn left hoping to bump into some around the loop. Though the corridors seem strangely empty. A bepsky floats down the hallway drifting along its preplaned patrol towards cargo. A drone scutters to your right heading towards toolstorage. What do you wish to do?

Bluespace wrote:Try to trick the barkeep into giving me his shotgun.

Assistant 12 - You try to trick the barkeep into turning around saying "look a distraction!" in an attempt to steal his shotgun when is back is turned. However he is wise to this. But he enjoys the tom foolery and gives you a large shot glass full of strange liquid saying "here's another type of shotgun" he winks. Theres a reason he's not the clown. What do you wish to do?

Jazaen wrote:Name: Shannah Rader
Job: Syndicate Nuclear Operative
Action: Say "I never asked for this", pray for something to do while other ops are still appearing

Nuke Op15 - You say "I never asked for this" and the gods give you a pair of cool looking shades. You try them on and the walls fade to ghost like apparitions. They appear to be xray specs. You hope that they have thermal vision too, but as you are alone you cannot see any other heat signatures.
You are now waiting for the other ops. You are still sitting at the bar on the syndicate outpost.

ShadowDimentio wrote:Go to the custodial closet and take everything I can.

Clown 17 - You go to the custodial closet and take pretty much everything. You fill your pack with 3 foam nades, 2 bear traps, 2 mice traps and a pair of galoshes. You don the purple cap on your head and are just about to leave with the mop and bucket when you notice a set of keys to the janicart. You grab them and hop on the back on the shiny purple janicart, the keys click and the driving console lights up as it comes silently to life. You feel like honking.
What next?

Laz0rgrunt wrote:Name: Thomas Laser
Job: Syndicate Nuclear Operative
Action: Cry internally because I'm likely going to die, order and XL pepperoni pizza for delivery to the base while waiting for other Operatives

Nuke Op 4 - You try to cry internally and end up forcing it, strain racks over your face, Shannah Rader turns to look at you and sees you straining. Its hard to tell their expression from under the shades, but its definitely one of confusion. They edge their bar stool away from you. You think about ordering a pizza to break the ice, but then you realise you at a secret location on an iceplanet. Probably shouldn't give it away to a pizzeria and definitely shouldn't break the ice.
What next?

CREW OPS

Empty hallways? Time to break into cargo and load up at the autolathe.
Or ask the HoP to be a cargotech if nobody's working there I guess.

Transfer the strange liquid into a portable container and store it safely in pocket.
Leave the bar and head to medbay, lean on the chemist desk and whisper in my most conspiratal voice: "Chief Engineer, Susan Hill, Whiskey Voda".
THEN WINK SUGGESTIVELY.

Name: Bill Stat
Job: Nuclear Operative
Action: Intently stare at the other operatives, and attempt to find a cigar and zippo somewhere on the god forsaken ice planet.

Thomas takes a deep breath and snaps out of it. He gears up in the locker room and hops over the table, assuming control of the team. He suggests a plan of an undercover assault, awaiting input from the other Operatives.

Go get equipment from the locker, while staring at my fellow ops.

Name: Caleb Robinson
Job: Detective
Action: Go to the bar to smoke cigarettes, drink whiskey and look cool in my noir suit.

Clown over to chemistry (while slipping everyone I pass with my spray bottle and banana) and ask for mutagen for botany and maybe some lube.

DO THE ROLLS OH MY GOD.

You could appoint multiple people to do rolls, so whoevers online can do it instead of waiting for one person to get on.

Just a thought.

I have no ideal on whats going on but I like it .

Name: Geist
Job: Bear
Action: Chainsaw arms activate

Thunder12345 - Enraged Player - Continue spamming reconnect until it works

(It's been a busy weekend/getting ready for the weekend)
Just as a FYI i'll roll separate commands as different rolls depending on whats going on, you'll see what I mean.

Screemonster wrote:Empty hallways? Time to break into cargo and load up at the autolathe.
Or ask the HoP to be a cargotech if nobody's working there I guess.

Assistant 14 - You begin to break into cargo, just as you start to probe wires in the airlock you hear a voice shout from behind you, "OI! WHAT THE HELL!?" Its the HoP, she looks kind of confused and beckons you to her window. "Why are you breaking into cargo?" she asks, you shrug, "Look if you want to have access just ask, we're short of cargo techs anyway and I'd rather have one of you bumbs actually doing something." She updates your ID and you enter cargo. You see a 50 stack of glass and sheet metal and load as much as you can into the autolathe.
What next?

Bluespace wrote:Transfer the strange liquid into a portable container and store it safely in pocket.
Leave the bar and head to medbay, lean on the chemist desk and whisper in my most conspiratal voice: "Chief Engineer, Susan Hill, Whiskey Voda".
THEN WINK SUGGESTIVELY.

Assistant 13 - You take out your Nanotrasen brand Thermos flask from your backpack and pour the liquid in, it hiss and a small amount of vapour is given off, it seems stable however. You leave the bar and head across the empty corridor into the medbay. As usual reception is empty, you notice the chemist behind their hatch, they seem to be mixing a couple of liquids looking slightly confused and irritated.
2 - You try to whisper to them in a conspiratorial voice "Chief Engineer, Susan Hill, Whiskey Voda", but your vocal chords jam and it comes out like a whiny teenager with their voice beginning to break. The chemist laughs out loud and as they wipe a tear from their eye they call for security into their headset. They're still sniggering whilst they calmly close their window hatch. In the distance you hear the electronic potty mouth of beebsky going full pelt down the corridor.
The medbay doors are closed, but bebsky is not yet in the medbay lobby. What do you do?

John_Oxford wrote:Name: Bill Stat
Job: Nuclear Operative
Action: Intently stare at the other operatives, and attempt to find a cigar and zippo somewhere on the god forsaken ice planet.

Nukeop 14 - You glare at the others. Shannah Rader turns away akwardly, Thomas Laser slumps even further down onto the stool, it looks like they might fall off... You get up from the bar and find a fresh cigar still in its wrapper on the table behind you. A zippo sits next to it, its not a box of matches but its better than a cheap lighter. You take both whilst muttering "How did I end up with these morons anyway...".
You have a cigar and lighter in your hands and are facing a table. What next?

Laz0rgrunt wrote:Thomas takes a deep breath and snaps out of it. He gears up in the locker room and hops over the table, assuming control of the team. He suggests a plan of an undercover assault, awaiting input from the other Operatives.

Nukeop 2 - You take a deep breath in an attempt to shake yourself out of it, but in doing so fall backward off the unbalanced chair Bill stat rubs their forehead muttering something and Shannaha Rader just snickers to themselves. You leave, limping, towards the locker room.
5 - You mostly suit up, You pick up a pistol, 1 clip, a belt. you try to hop over the bar gate, its barely wasit high, but you foot catches it and you fall on to the floor. You painfully turn on to your back and declare out loud "I'm assuming control of the team!" you don't even manage to finish the rest of your sentence before Shannaha bursts out laughing.
You are lying on the floor. What next?

Jazaen wrote:Go get equipment from the locker, while staring at my fellow ops.

Nukeop 14 - You wipe a tear from behind your glasses, still chuckling to yourself as you walk to the locker room. You gear up with everything from the locker. You pick up a pistol, 1 clip, a belt, a crowbar, a pair of N-Vision goggles.
You return to your bar stool and survey the room. What next?

Wyzack wrote:Name: Caleb Robinson
Job: Detective
Action: Go to the bar to smoke cigarettes, drink whiskey and look cool in my noir suit.

Dect 7 - You go to the bar and take out a slightly crumpled cigarette, you stuff it in your mouth and pat yourself down for a lighter but can't seem to find one. The bartender leans forward and lights it for you. You ask for a whisky, the bartender obliges, you take a sip without removing the cigarette from your mouth in an attempt to look smooth. The whiskey catches fire and you throw it over the bar. The bar tender calmly puts it out with a damp rag and asks "Trying to look suave huh? You can relax buddy, its a bar and its just you and me. I know the routine, so lets take it as read, want another whisky?"
You are at the bar, you left eyebrow is slightly singed and your cigarette is on the floor. What next?

ShadowDimentio wrote:Clown over to chemistry (while slipping everyone I pass with my spray bottle and banana) and ask for mutagen for botany and maybe some lube.

Clown 13 - You zoom down the corridors on the janicart, passing a random assistant you drop a nana moments before you pass them, slipping them. You honk the carts horn, its electronic and not quite as satisfying as you'd hoped for, but a honks a honk. You zoom pass a cursing bebsky on the way.
You arrive in the medbay lobby.
20 - You honk in the direction of chemist behind the glass. They open almost in hysterics as they slide open the panel "Can this day get any better!?" you ask for mutagen and the lube. They happily oblige in exchange for a good joke, they laugh, they actually laugh, in fact as they hand you over the bottle of lube they "accidently" touch your hand and wink...
You are uncomfortable in the medbay. What do?

srifenbyxp wrote:I have no ideal on whats going on but I like it .
Name: Geist
Job: Bear
Action: Chainsaw arms activate

Bear 2 - You attempt to start your chainsaw arms, you look down to the two starting handles on each of the chainsaw arms. Then you look at the ends of your arms, chainsaw blades. Then back at the starting handles. You call out into the air "RAWWWWARRRLERRR" as you realise you have no way to start them on your own. A scitentist outside the cage takes this as a sign you're getting restless and jabs you with a stun rod. You fall to the floor twitch.
You are in a cage twitching involuntary on the floor. Rawr?

Thunder11 wrote:Thunder12345 - Enraged Player - Continue spamming reconnect until it works

User 6 - You keep clicking retry connetion, the multiple clicks and annoying drop down boxes of beyong are a pain to navigate and you soon get fustrated. You get no where and wonder if maybe IRC might be a better long term solution.
Your options are the same as before. What do you want to do?

CREW OPS OTHER (This is getting surreal, but Im like it. Also, dammmmmn so many bad rolls for Laz0rgrunt)

Immediately punch self in mouth to give self a split lip, then hammer on the medbay doors.
If medical staff answer in time, recieve treatment and hide from security in the cryotubes.
If they don't, claim the chemist attacked me and use my split lip as evidence.

OOOOHHHHYEAAAAAH WE CARGONIA NOW
Immediately order proper insulated gloves, empty the crate, hack the autolathe for an electropack, wire the now-empty insulated gloves crate, and leave it next to the window in plain sight of the corridor. Honk.
edit: get some cuffs out of the autolathe while I'm at it.

Huff, step on my dropped cigarette and search my pack for a coin to buy some Robust Golds

I sigh intently, snuff the cigar out on the bar, and stick it in my pocket, along with the zippo. Then i look on my uplink and go to the "Tactical" section of the items, and spend all 20 points on extremely tactical gear, from weapons to sneaking suit.

I set name and job on agent card, aiming for discrecy, while listening to radio channels.

Thunder12345 - Highly Enraged Player - Get on IRC and scream at MSO to fix shit

Tip my cap at the heroic chemist for contributing to my job and go to botany to start breeding potent bananas (myself, of course).

I could always start the chainsaws by pulling them with my teeth, and arent bears immune to stun? Also because I was shocked that could had jump start the chainsaw arms. PROCEED TO RAWR

In real life a chainsaw would jam up as soon as you hit someone with it, from the guts and stuff. Then you would just be broken machinery arms bear, which is kind of sad. Unless of course you intend to use your powers for good and cut trees with them

Name: Verimonia Reyaga
Job: Catgirl Doctor
Action: Do usual medical set up, including grabbing some patches from the vendors and setting up cryo. Also grab the soap and a syringe gun with some morphine syringes for unruly patients.

Bluespace wrote:Immediately punch self in mouth to give self a split lip, then hammer on the medbay doors.
If medical staff answer in time, recieve treatment and hide from security in the cryotubes.
If they don't, claim the chemist attacked me and use my split lip as evidence.

Assistant 20 - You punch yourself in the face, you loose a tooth and start to bleed. You turn to the medbay doors and before you can even approach them a Medical Cyborg rushes out. The borg seems almost paniced as it screams "HARM, HARM, HARM..." over and over whilst dragging you inside. You keep punch yourself in the face, each hit causes the borg to blare "HARM". It must be a recent convert... Thankfully, as it doesnt administer any chemcials and instead shoves you straight into a cyrotube. 'Genius' you think to yourself moments before your body chills and you blackout from the cyrostatus.
Hopefully this pans out. What next?

Screemonster wrote:OOOOHHHHYEAAAAAH WE CARGONIA NOW
Immediately order proper insulated gloves, empty the crate, hack the autolathe for an electropack, wire the now-empty insulated gloves crate, and leave it next to the window in plain sight of the corridor. Honk.
edit: get some cuffs out of the autolathe while I'm at it.

Cargo 1 - You walk to the ordering console, as you sit down you spill someones coffee which is sitting next to the console. You ignore it and carry on. You place the order and make your way to the docking bay, as you go to open the airlock a metal splinter in beds itself in your thumb. You inspect it carfully and think to yourself 'coffee, now a spliter? Can this day get any worse'. You carefully try to extract it, you've almost got it, but as your about to pull it out something catches your eye through the outer airlock window. Is... is that a Russian cargo ship? It looks like its coming in way too fa- The ship inpacts with the airlock the explosive decompression throws you across the room and launches two drunk as fuck Russians and a bear through the hull breach in their cargo ship. Everyone is stunned, air is escaping from the room rapidly and apparently yes the day can get worse.
You're going to have to act fast to avoid death.

Wyzack wrote:Huff, step on my dropped cigarette and search my pack for a coin to buy some Robust Golds

Detective 15 - You let out a deep sigh and squash the cigarette into a mushy heap on the floor. After a little rumaging you dig out a gold coin and silver coin. You walk to the nearby cigarette machine and insert the silver coin and press the button for Robust Golds. As they are push from their little spiral they manage to dislodge a pack of Robust reds on the way down. You're not a huge fan of them but to be honest a free pack is always welcome.
What next?

John_Oxford wrote:I sigh intently, snuff the cigar out on the bar, and stick it in my pocket, along with the zippo. Then i look on my uplink and go to the "Tactical" section of the items, and spend all 20 points on extremely tactical gear, from weapons to sneaking suit.

Nukeop 10 - You sigh and cough a little. You snuff the end of the cigar on the table, but wonder why you did this since it wasn't lit. You shrug and put it in your pocket with the Zippo. You take out your uplink and order [IM GOING TO HAVE TO LOOK THIS UP CAUSE I CAN'T REMEMBER WHATS UNDER THIS SECTION UNLESS YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WANT. PM ME]
STANDBY

Jazaen wrote:I set name and job on agent card, aiming for discrecy, while listening to radio channels.

Nukeop 10 - You set your agent card to "Phil McShitler - Assistant" in the hopes that you'll blend into the crowd of space hobo's. You hear Vlad Hunter screaming over the radio, its mainly screams, but you can work out that theres probably a hull breach in cargo. You also hear the robotical vocal announcements of bebsky having lost its target around medbay. There some other idle chatter from the droves of assistants but not much else.
What next?

Thunder11 wrote:Thunder12345 - Highly Enraged Player - Get on IRC and scream at MSO to fix shit

User 14 - You log on to IRC and scream at MSO to "fix shit". Luckily MSO is actually on and not a dick. He checks a few things and suggests its probably the firewall and tells you it should be fixed now. You retry the sever once again and connect to the server this time.
You are logged on to the server, the background is some stupid meme, probably admin uploaded, the "Tintin" titlescreen BGM is playing merrily and the usual options are presented for you for the current round in progress.
What do?

ShadowDimentio wrote:Tip my cap at the heroic chemist for contributing to my job and go to botany to start breeding potent bananas (myself, of course).

Clwun 4 - You go to tip your hat but your innate clumsiness causes you to drop it, this time the chemist doesn't laugh, he's not a fan of physical humour apparently. You make your way to botany obviously its airlocks are closed and you don't have access. You smoosh your face into the window to look inside. The bontanist inside see's you but completely ignores you. You assume its because you haven't made a joke yet, its actually because your a clown and he's fed up of you fucking asking him for banana's.
Your face is smooshed on the airlock glass as comically as you can manage. What next?

srifenbyxp wrote:I could always start the chainsaws by pulling them with my teeth, and arent bears immune to stun? Also because I was shocked that could had jump start the chainsaw arms. PROCEED TO RAWR

Bear 18 - You remember that you're a bear and you don't need no stun in your life. You stare at the pull chords again, this time something clicks in your brain, you feel and idea come on, actually its an inteligence chip rebooting inside your scull from the jolt of electrical engrgy. Either way you suddenly grasb the concept of starting them with your jaws. You pull the rip chords and the armsaws roar into life, you rawr along in harmony with them. If you could understand hero poses you'd probably be standing in one right now, but instead you are hunched over a little bit from the saws weight. The scientist stumbles back from the cage at the sudden eruption of roars/rawrs.
You are in a cage, your arms feel buzzy.

Aliannera wrote:Name: Verimonia Reyaga
Job: Catgirl Doctor
Action: Do usual medical set up, including grabbing some patches from the vendors and setting up cryo. Also grab the soap and a syringe gun with some morphine syringes for unruly patients.

Medical 18 - You head to medical supplies, putting a full medkit, soap, syringe gun (loaded with morphine) into a medical dufflebag. You also grab a medical hud and sling the portable de-frib on your back for good measure. You have a feeling it might be one of those days... You go to setup cyro, you notice is mostly setup except for the stupid cyborg has yet to put the cyrodoxin in and theres someone already inside. You insert the beaker into the hatch and check the patients vitals. The little damage they have is now healing. You can't make out their face though.
What next?

CREW OPS OTHER

Thunder12345 - Player - Attempt to join the game as Jazmin Malcovich, the Assistant

I drop the soap in front of the cryo tube, open the one with the person in it, then drag them into it.

Afterwards I take them to the sleeper and inject them with healing drugs instead before I go back to waiting for patients.

I check the uplink for anything new, since some time has passed since I, um, was employed by the Syndicate, all this while still listening to the radio.

Shit shit shit. Internals on, scream ;HELP CARGO and bolt for the warehouse.

Pull out a smoke and ask the barkeep for another light, sigh at the screaming over the radio and head down to cargo to shoot some ruskies since apparently i am detective solosec yet again

Yell at the HoP over comms that I wasn't given botany access even though they said they gave it to me, and ask the AI to let me in. Also slip the botanist for ignoring me and being a rude dude.

Before i order anything, i realize there is no "tactical" section, realize i can't order items that don't exist in the first place. So i sigh, and order ammo for the bulldog, a syndie med kit, and spend the rest of my points on C4. I take the autoinjector out of the medkit, stick it in my pocket, and put the entire medkit in my pack, i set the ammo in my backpack to be closest to my hands, and set the c4 into my backpack behind the ammo. Then proceed to pull the cigar and zippo out of my pocket, realizing my mistake from earlier as i stick the cigar in my mouth, and light the zippo in one smooth movement. (puffing it while idle)

ran dom name - warden

arive on shuttle and ask what the curent security situation is while heading to my office call enginering to the armory to tear down the 2 walls above the autorifles, if succesfull give the enginer a frosted dounout as a reward and tell enginering to keep the plasteal. Raise the shutters in front of the autorifles so i can see the armory.

Gear up boxs of flashbangs and cableties and autorifle in backpack sec belt with handcuffs, stun baton,flash and pepperspray on belt seclight (on) on taser security gas mask, emergency gas tank and epeipherion in pocket id in pda.

Sit at my desk.

I didn't choose the bear life, the bear life chose me.

Start failing em arms around like a tornado.

After getting out of the sleeper, rub face to ensure I look pretty again.
Begin reckless looting of medbay to secure healing items.
Attempt to slap catgirl doctor on arse too.