Goonhub
10-25-2018, 01:55 PM
Ada O'Hara [6]
You find your tools exactly where you left them, and begin re purposing the room around you to suit your fancies.
After about a minute of slamming and smashing, you've stuffed your manufacturer full of what used to be walls and windows.
Your production queue is gonna take a little while though.
Jack Jackson [2]
You head back to the Jazz lounge for some peace and quiet, but that's not happening. There's a barber and a boxer in here fighting over the saxophone. It's at least twice as entertaining as robustris, though.
Sam Eagle [1]
You down the rest of your Rum & Space Drugs, vomit all over yourself, and pass out. (Next Positive roll will wake you up)
Wiggles Wigglesby [5]
You Doot the Toot at the HoP. He is pleased.
You head back to medbay to get some answers. Your pet Staff Assistant seems to follow along, presumably bored and curious, or hoping for a quick distraction to steal something. You arrive, and spot the MD inside the operating theatre, dissecting the clown.
Adrian Clarke [2]
You get up and start hobbling to security, nursing your pride and your wounds. First things first, gotta bulk up and rearm yourself.
You slap a couple brute patches on yourself, and are confronted by the HoS.
"Jeezem, how'd you get dunked on up already?" he asks.
Punch Monster [2]
You think briefly about heading into the orbital debris field to find something cool, but your daydreams are interrupted by the crushing realisation that you're underwater, dozens of lightyears from SpaceStation 13. You suit up and prepare to go diving in the trench instead, like a good scuba spessmen.
Outfit: Diving Suit.
Kickflip Brozinski [2]
You flip to the radio again, pinging for a mess and casually admitting to work-time drug use.
Medbay answers that there's a decent amount of blood around, and likely to be more.
You head there, and meet a monkey and it's apparent handler on the way. They flip at you and point to their IDs proudly. They're identical. Hmm.
You find your tools exactly where you left them, and begin re purposing the room around you to suit your fancies.
After about a minute of slamming and smashing, you've stuffed your manufacturer full of what used to be walls and windows.
Your production queue is gonna take a little while though.
Jack Jackson [2]
You head back to the Jazz lounge for some peace and quiet, but that's not happening. There's a barber and a boxer in here fighting over the saxophone. It's at least twice as entertaining as robustris, though.
Sam Eagle [1]
You down the rest of your Rum & Space Drugs, vomit all over yourself, and pass out. (Next Positive roll will wake you up)
Wiggles Wigglesby [5]
You Doot the Toot at the HoP. He is pleased.
You head back to medbay to get some answers. Your pet Staff Assistant seems to follow along, presumably bored and curious, or hoping for a quick distraction to steal something. You arrive, and spot the MD inside the operating theatre, dissecting the clown.
Adrian Clarke [2]
You get up and start hobbling to security, nursing your pride and your wounds. First things first, gotta bulk up and rearm yourself.
You slap a couple brute patches on yourself, and are confronted by the HoS.
"Jeezem, how'd you get dunked on up already?" he asks.
Punch Monster [2]
You think briefly about heading into the orbital debris field to find something cool, but your daydreams are interrupted by the crushing realisation that you're underwater, dozens of lightyears from SpaceStation 13. You suit up and prepare to go diving in the trench instead, like a good scuba spessmen.
Outfit: Diving Suit.
Kickflip Brozinski [2]
You flip to the radio again, pinging for a mess and casually admitting to work-time drug use.
Medbay answers that there's a decent amount of blood around, and likely to be more.
You head there, and meet a monkey and it's apparent handler on the way. They flip at you and point to their IDs proudly. They're identical. Hmm.