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david2222121 · 10-26-2014, 02:08 PM

Only now getting around to crossposting this because work is dumb. Also spoilered the images because they're kinda big.

Shadowbag Wrote:So as you all may know, our good friend Popecrunch is always looking for an excuse to cause wanton havoc across the station. And my birthday yesterday was the perfect excuse.

It all started as a normal, quiet round on #2 before we showed up. Pope plonked down a magic admin chem machine and it was immediately used to make Royal Initrobeedril. Pictured here in the upper left is my heart. it grew two sizes that day despite the fact it was not even Spacemas.

Of course, the beedril was shared with the rest of the crew. Here we have Weewoo the Clown's heart. The man must have been more of a grinch than I, because I'm fairly certain that heart grew about eight sizes. Along with the wings and stinger.

Meanwhile in research, more shenanigans were occurring. The cockroaches became turtles with dreams of kingship, and a large influx of fungal wendigos appeared in the RD's office.

In retrospect, opening the RD's office door may not have been a good idea. Every time they spotted someone, it took about thirty seconds for their alert messages to die down. And by that time you'd die too.

After hearing about the wonderful fun that we were having, Waldo decided to show up on the escape shuttle. Unfortunately, he also dragged along about twenty or so Omega drones to crash our party. There were some casualties, both of Waldo and the drones. It turns out they can perform friendly fire on each other rather easily. Not pictured here is the chatspam of twenty Omega drones firing on Waldo, only to all die in the process as well. This repeated multiple times.

After causing considerable lag, the remaining Omega Drones realized the errors of their ways, and attempted to integrate themselves with the crew with mixed results. This one decided to become our chaplain, only to realize it couldn't fit into its new office.

A few also decided to try their hands at botany! Here we have a drone attempting to grow new limbs and organs for the crewmembers it shot, only to realize it could not actually pick up its harvest. A friend floats just outside, offering words of encouragement.

One slacker drone decided to goof off in the VR arena, challenging the crew to fights. The crew obliged, and Pope even gave them some new and exciting weapons to try out, including the Mystical Cowbar, a crowbar with infinite throw damage. Sadly, the server couldn't handle much more at this point, and promptly broke down, requiring a restart and therapy.

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