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Yesterday, 08:28 PM
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OFFICIAL ENTRY: "Cyborgs are required to stand on top of [a chemical, randomly chosen from the following: alcohol, blood, chocolate, milk, water, welding fuel] in order to properly function. Cyborgs not on top of [the randomly chosen chemical] have a high risk of spontaneously self destructing. This law takes precedence over law 1."
My thought process behind making this ion law: i want a law that causes interesting situations that cant just necessary be brushed off, but isnt a "KILL ALL HUMANS" law, either. so it's a law to make a whole lot of mess! cyborgs wont actually self destruct, they just think they will. (unless they do it for the bit.)
at it's most violent, the cyborgs need to be on blood, but the law doesn't encourage murdering everyone as a first priority, just being on top of blood, such as, a monkeys or other means-and it also means the common ways of killing a lot of people via plasmaflood or breaches or explosions doesn't work because those methods don't actually spill a lot of blood on the ground. also, it does have the chance of law 2 still being in place, since it only guarantees precedence over law 1, so a savvy crewmember can save the day.
the other chemicals I've chosen for being relatively simple for a borg to spill on the floor: water is the easiest with shower flooding or using the civilian module. beer the brocop module can dispense, or perhaps the cyborgs will beg the barkeep to spill booze all over the place. chocolate can also be sourced from the kitchen or botany, or even vending machines. welding fuel is well in reach as well (and also causes crew stress due to, you know, fire hazard). milk is probably the hardest to get their hands on, but still possible. (an apology to any cow/skeleton players who run into this version of the law. I hope the cyborgs count your blood as milk.)
to summarize, this ion law strongarms the cyborgs to make a mess and problems all around the station, prompting interaction from all kinds of crew, but not in a way that requires a full on hammer down right away. I, for one, look forward to the day where a gang of cyborgs run into my bar screaming for their life's and beg me for booze.
My thought process behind making this ion law: i want a law that causes interesting situations that cant just necessary be brushed off, but isnt a "KILL ALL HUMANS" law, either. so it's a law to make a whole lot of mess! cyborgs wont actually self destruct, they just think they will. (unless they do it for the bit.)
at it's most violent, the cyborgs need to be on blood, but the law doesn't encourage murdering everyone as a first priority, just being on top of blood, such as, a monkeys or other means-and it also means the common ways of killing a lot of people via plasmaflood or breaches or explosions doesn't work because those methods don't actually spill a lot of blood on the ground. also, it does have the chance of law 2 still being in place, since it only guarantees precedence over law 1, so a savvy crewmember can save the day.
the other chemicals I've chosen for being relatively simple for a borg to spill on the floor: water is the easiest with shower flooding or using the civilian module. beer the brocop module can dispense, or perhaps the cyborgs will beg the barkeep to spill booze all over the place. chocolate can also be sourced from the kitchen or botany, or even vending machines. welding fuel is well in reach as well (and also causes crew stress due to, you know, fire hazard). milk is probably the hardest to get their hands on, but still possible. (an apology to any cow/skeleton players who run into this version of the law. I hope the cyborgs count your blood as milk.)
to summarize, this ion law strongarms the cyborgs to make a mess and problems all around the station, prompting interaction from all kinds of crew, but not in a way that requires a full on hammer down right away. I, for one, look forward to the day where a gang of cyborgs run into my bar screaming for their life's and beg me for booze.