I killed a wendigo with a laser rifle. It was supposed to be part of the crew or something but then it asked the captain to eat me and started blitzing towards me. So I killed thing. Next thing I know, I guess I started a gigantic war with martians , robots, wendigos and maneaters. I ended up getting piled by a troop of wendigos but not before I took out like 3 or 4 of them before falling amidst screams and blood. Thanks to Ol' Harner arresting me.
Though, I did end up spawning again as a martian, picked up 4 laser rifles and went to town. Killed as many damn people as I could. I lost count and ended up winning the round for the martian team. very proud of that.
Neurotoxxed in the middle of of medbay during low population, I think the janitor walked past while I was being eaten and didn't stop. Haven't played since, but I think that's more to do with my purchase of Rocket League.
After being used for my expertise on making Einstein Rosen Loafs on LLJK2. The traitor filled me with a bunch of stun ammo, and a cocktail pill that kept me from screaming from help. Then I was flushed into the loafer after being used and all my hard work.
Was a clown on the extended server. Brewed something like 450 units of Grog, passed some out to everyone alive and half the monkeys. Nearly died to one angry monkey, got patched up. Proceeded to drink myself into crit from the Grog, at which point a telescience guy showed up, asked me to read The King In Yellow to try getting the ghost off of him, and I farted on it instead. He was surprisingly confused when that happened.
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