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[Vuk Farkas]

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Also, as someone whose department(s) you usually raid, I just find it super ironic you have NO problem with breaking into places for items you need then beat or kill people for taking your stuff. I mean, you've stolen the detective's revolver and ammo before. I rarely get asked for minerals, so much as demanded. I imagine it's less outright theft and more just - dude, this is a social game. Play with others. Chat to people.

Do you not understand why vigilante-ing is wrong? That maybe you shouldn't kill the clown just because of your weed stash?

I think you need to work on your sense of awareness before you yell at people. You take things from other people, then beat others for grabbing things.

You even KILLED A CLOWN for no particular reason beyond 'might've messed with your weed stash'.

yes i took the revolver after no security did their jobs, i rarely actually nab somethin, but when i do i do it for a damn good reason! I dont constantly raid yer damn detectives office, i did it damn once!(just to open yer locker sec acess is needed which as a mechanic i dont have, ergo no damn reason to break into)
And things i take are things that are not used (like the said revolver back then), and what people to talk to when either the entire engineering wing is empty, those few that i can find in their offices are too deep in their work to notice even a fire burning behind their arses, and you know damn well the clawn fiasco lasted for long enough to piss anyone off. Clowns are suppoused to be funny not anoying!
Dint kill the clown for "might've messed with weed stash", but for sabotaging my work and taking my loot i spent ower an hour obtaining and sorting, repeatedly without any signs of stopping. I aint saying i am good-goodie twoshoes but i dont steal peoples clotnes they wear (like gloves) the crates they lug with them and being utter anoyance to people that are doing somethin.

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You don't seem to understand that the point of the roleplay server (LLJK RP 1) is to interact with others through roleplay, NOT to pissy about stuff.

Oh i do love a good RP but being a plain anoyance or a griefer or a thief aint RP, especially if yer not an antag... (seriously crowbaring tiles and smashing/stealing lights pisses me off takes a lot of time to check it all and fix it all)

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Also, I don't know why you don't grasp why killing an officer and delimbing a clown of your own volition is a terrible idea. Do you not stop and think how your actions affect others?

oh i do grasp i did bad things but i fail to grasp why some of ya completely ignore certain peeps who deliberatly grief the station, or are plain harasing others, and then when some guy like me gets his fuse burnt and does somethin, he gets the blame, while the "poor delimbed clown" who harased him for half an hour gets a fuckin memmorial. And sec who sat on his arse the entire time, decides to "confiscate" my stuff suddenly, gets killed as a result (it was my error of having 2 lethal bullets in the revolver i mixed it with the stun ones when shooting the clown-drone which was undoing my work). Why the sec didnt stop the clown for harasing me for half an hour? or from raiding multiple departments? Yea i fucked up guilty as charge but dont pretend certain others are blameless.

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First up, as the clown in question and with Haine's permission to post, you're probably not worth my time but figured why not:

I saw your crate was full of weed and not actually useful things, and lacking anything else to do thought it'd be fun to go mail it back to you one leaf at a time. You attacked me with a screwdriver after at most 30 seconds of my clowning around. You didn't call security, you didn't attempt to use any sort of non-lethal.

I let it go for a bit, then wandered past mechanics and saw it open and your weed stash there. My plan was to throw it around and do a security crisis alert to have them coming down to you in a lab covered in weed. I tossed literally three leaves by the time you got me out of there. You stabbed me a couple more times and shoved me out as I'd fallen over because clown feet. I wrote "DICK" with an arrow in crayon outside your lab. Because why not?

I went to get patched up - as bleeding isn't fun - then a few minutes later was going down to the end of the corridor to get a flashlight and saw other people busting in for your weed stash. I thought that was hilarious and went to roll a doobie. Got my doobie, left.

Came down later to get the flashlight that I'd forgotten to get earlier, you were in the corridor holding a fire extinguisher which you beaned me with. I tried to move past but being a clown tripped, and you smacked me with it again. They do a lot of stamina damage, so naturally every time you hit me with it I went down, or also my own feet caused me to slip. At one point during part of your "pelt the clown until dead" routine I stopped to PDA security. You beat me three times in that time.

I managed to make it to the bar, with you having been chasing me and doing constant brute damage along the way, I had disarm intent so blocked a few of your attacks but that doesn't work when stunned so most were going through.

Here, you decided to go for a glass shard that was laying around. I literally kept moving away from you yet you pursued me throwing one or the other, or beating/slashing me while I was down. My movement speed here was roughly snail-paced, because stamina damage, plus regular knockdowns, plus clown feet, plus bleeding out. I was in crit by the time I made it to the bridge and was heading for escape with the hope of someone saving me.

You continued to follow and stab me with the glass shard. I made it just past the bridge when an engineer saw you brutally attacking my bleeding out body and called you on it. A doctor came by and tried to patch me up, but failed because of the severity of the injuries. I died there, solely because of the damage you had dealt (I was full health prior to it). You did not just "get me to crit", you had been beating me for a good twenty to thirty seconds after that. I was death-gasping the whole time.

So yes. You murdered the clown for marginally inconveniencing you.

Second, you literally admitted to stealing the other day:

i dont need to answer what happens to me after peeps find out i been there (example i been arested and beaten for nabbing the detectives gun, to hunt down a criminal, i had all acess when there was me and only one other guy online, and i suddenly get owerbloated punishments for that. Lucky me nanofabs can now make gloves, however they are still unacessible to mechanics (not to mention i would need to go mining first to get the materials). Also i loved a map we had some days ago where emchanic could acess90% of the station from the maints and scan most of the things without bothering much anyone, i had everything scanned in half an hour, and everyone was happy!

somehow yer skipping the part before the screwdriver how many times ya took my crate? i chased ya up and down and across the the station, ya didnt toss a few leaves, floor was littered with them, also thats the LIFE WEED which is by the way the best canabis form for medicine specifically, and the chest also contained 2 medical locker contents among other things... Maybe ya shouldnt have been stealing my crate i worked hard for, maybe ya should have been clowning arround in the bar! I wanted to setup a lab and extract the medicine from the leaves, as well as drugs for crew to get hi since they so fuckin like that. Ya got any idea how rarely life weed is made and actually used for medicine (omnizine) ? i wanted to do somethin practical and impressive, and ya just had to fuck it up and piss me off, not to mention get people to break into my office to smoke the damn thing instead of using it for healing in emergencies! Also didnt a certain clown-miner feed gloves to entire crew and make them sick some time ago? funny how forcefeeding crew got owerlooked, and medbay wasnt happy at all having to treat all of the crew at once for same symptoms...