GET DAT FUKKEN DISK

[Roomba]

Swear at hammer, head on down to EVA for more materials. Grab jetpack along the way for sweet rocket skateboard construction.

[Lady Birb]

I, seeing the horrible pain the syndicate operative is in, take pity on them and fill up one of my syringes with morphine (I still have the beaker I dipped my saw in, right?) and inject them with it, hoping they can at least die peacefully rather then in pain.

[Flourish]

I scream and crawl to the bar dispenser to make styptic and saline glucose to dump on myself.

[Studenterhue]

Whoooaaa, there's some crazy crazy people on this station! With crazy crazy tubs! That does give me an idea, though. What if we could weaponize tubfuls of Discount Dan's? Will the ocean of preservatives and artifical flavorings wreck through their stomach linings and into their internal organs? Or will the heart disease and cancer get them first? Lifestyle-related illness are most difficult to cure I've heard, and that's not exactly things a defib or shot of atropine will fix.

In any case, I should take that toxic tub to Research, crazy crazy man or no.

[pizzatiger]

I remind the crew that I put the cords of the syndicate HQ into the comms unit if they want to send them something

[Noah Buttes]

I continue to continue continuing to continue clowning.

[Vitatroll]

I proceed ready to stab anyone in the face.

[Berrik]

Okay I'm going to run out of the bathroom screaming and possibly looking like the dude from Robocop who hit the toxic waste tank, and try to find something to make the HORRIBLE BURNING stop.

[Superlagg]

I light the thing on the flamethrower and fucking zap someone with the goddamn lit fucking shit already!!

[fosstar]

I give up on finding the captain and instead i preach communism and peace.

[HydroFloric]

You know what fuck this, I throw away those pills I had head back to chemistry and make 1 beaker of phosphorus and plasma. Then I grab a new one and make some sulfuric acid and put it in the second beaker. I then run off to find a lone nuke op and charge them right after mixing the beakers to create a small fireball igniting me. if my spaceman logic works the welding fuel I chugged should still be in me and will blow up me and the nukie.

[Technature]

Nesmettaur (1): You successfully construct a cape out of the materials you brought with you.  You then attempt to lay down wire in the shape of a floppy disk.
You get whisked to the baby jail.  Apparently, an admin thinks you drew a ***** and wants you to stop.  After attempting to explain what it's supposed to be, you get yelled at and get told to not do it again.
When you're placed back, your drawing is missing.
Wait, was your drawing so bad that you disappeared from existence for a second there?

a pleasant hug (5): This is a lot to do in a minute (-, roll is a 4 now).  You get all the materials you can and bring them to the unfinished skatepark.  You finish up your work and include lots of fun things for skaters to ride on.
You then proceed to start the construction of several statues.

Youkcat (Self-inflicted failure) Vs. Lord Birb (6): You take pity on the dying man and, preparing a shot of morphine, prepare to inject it into the syndicate.  As you're preparing to do this, you think you hear that the nuke has fallen into the station's hands, before he stares at you and shouts (you think it's shouting, it's hard to tell with the raspy voice) "Viva la Syndicate".
He seemingly gives up on life.  Then you hear a beep.
You remember an important detail about the syndicate and run away GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE!
The syndicate's body blows up, blowing a hole out into space from the public hallway.  The station is quickly losing its air.
Youkcat is now DEADER THAN DEAD.  It is impossible for you to return into the game.

HotCoffeeMug (6): You grab your skateboard and head off away from the area.
Into space.
You immediately realize how stupid this is and, abandoning the skateboard in the process, jump back into the pod.
It may be a good idea to get closer to an entryway into the station.
On a side note, while the pod does have a large air supply, it is using up a large amount of it to compensate for it's lack of air tight...ness...you suspect it has about 3 minutes worth of air left.

Roomba (1): This is stupid.  Why make a regular skateboard when you can make a super AWESOME skateboard instead?
You head down to EVA and hack your way in and grab the nearest jetpack to attach to the skateboard.
You accidentally turn it on before it's finished, at which point it smacks you in the face, flies off into the distance, and explodes.

Flourish (Crit roll 5)(3): You feel a shit ton of pain and you think you're fading in and out of consciousness.  You fight your way to the chemical dispenser to fill the beaker with medicine.
The beaker isn't in the machine.
Fuck.

Studenterhue (5): That shit in that tub seems pretty potent, if the man's horrible ear splitting screaming is anything to go by.  Looks like he took off.  After sealing the plug...somehow...unscrew the tub and begin to take it to science.
Thankfully, science is not that far from here.

pizzatiger (n/a): You send a message saying that the coordinates for the syndicates nearby base is in the database.  After a short time, several people determine that it's dangerously close and that sending a bomb there may damage, if not potentially destroy, the station.

Noah Buttes (4): You get up and clown around again with basic efficiency.
This is a lot of clowning.

Vitatroll (5 (brought a knife to a gun fight, -)) vs. Superlagg (1): Superlagg is being a pretty big asshole, waving his flamethrower around like it's nobodies business.
He's so set on being an asshole that he fails to notice Vitatroll's position, of the fact that he has some really nice looking scissors.
He's been stabbed IN THE FUCKING EYE for his apparent carelessness in being an asshole.

Berrik (5): HOLY FUCK!
IT FUCKING HURTS!
WHERE THE FUCK
IS THAT MEDBAY
MEDBAY WILL KNOW WHAT TO DO!
OH SWEET CHRIST MAKE IT STOP!
Notification:You feel significantly less in pain.

fosstar (6): You preach communism and how it's the greatest government of all time, and that it shall bring peace to all of the galaxy.
You successfully raise the spirit of communism.
The spirit of Capitalilism is pretty much dead.

Hydrofloric (2): You snap out of your braindead status.  Apparently, shit is happening and you're not really sure this or that, but you have an idea.
You mix some chemicals and make your way towards the last known syndicate location.
You trip on a banana peel, most likely left there by the funnyman.  You lose your grip on both beakers and they crash against the floor, lighting it.
You don't like this burning sensation.

Current situations:
Security Level:NUCLEAR! (Only personnel actively harming the crew or aiding the syndicates are to be dealt with)
Disk Location: NesMettaur
Nuke Location: Science
Time til Nuke Explodes: N/A
Fluke Ops Incoming: Not only is Awfulworldkid really bad at this, he was purposefully given terrible plans too.
Competent Medical Staff: Medical actions + for the station.
Rally of war: The captain has aroused the crew into action. + vs. Syndicates.
1 star Wanted:Hotcoffeemug (missing), Noah Buttes
3 star Wanted:Superlagg
Station Damage:Armory
Depressurized:Podbay
Engineering, Mechanics, the Bar, the Kitchen, and medbay are open to anyone!
The Janitor's closet is open to anyone except scientists, Chef's, and Bartenders!
The Captain's Quarters is open to All heads of staff!
Hydroponics has been bolted down.
The Ore processing room is bolted open!
Communism (85%) vs. (15%) Anarchy

[a pleasant hug]

It's almost finished. I continue construction on this masterpiece. My legacy. My dream. Nothing less than sheer perfection will do.

--Make it perfect.
--Hunt for a skateboard of my own.

[YoukCat]

Yell in Deadchat aimlessly about how great I did and how I won this operation, and blame all failures on my other operatives and the clown.

[Bologna Prime]

I now need my cape, I gotta get a cape, I head back to my office to finally turn my bedsheet into a cape. Wait a second, why have more than one cape? I'll spend this time to collect as many bedsheets as I can and wear them as capes.