GET DAT FUKKEN DISK

[NateTheSquid]

";fine whatever eat it or something i don't care, i was just going to get rid of the capitalist leaders but whatever"

and i let go of the nuke and go to escape

[pizzatiger]

I like to attempt to shunt my conscious into the nuke...how could that EVER go wrong?

[a pleasant hug]

Assume that I stared, jaw gaping, at the horrific accident, for every missed action. It's completely destroyed, and the fixed hole was reopened to boot. And then I realized why it all went wrong.

The Skate Gods were pissed. I forgot to add the feathers that are so iconic in the image of Tony Falcon, and so they struck down my efforts.
Least I'm not hurt. Somehow.

Seeking atonement for my grave offense, I whisper a prayer to the gigantic mess that would've been the sickest park this side of Andromeda, fix the re-opened hole using the RCD, and then make my way to the chapel.

-Pray
-Use RCD to fix the hole.
-Take a skateboard and ride to the chapel to visit the station Chaplain.

[NesMettaur]

Ooh, adminism seems neat.

...does this mean I also can't speak? Maybe I should test that by attempting to speak.

Anyways, after that I take the teleporter back to Mechanics and head back into the lab (not without removing my auditory headset first, though. Damn speaker thing.)

[Lady Birb]

With my prodocs noticing the clown not taking any damage from the fire, I decide healing him is not necessary and play relevant music with my shell's speakers.

[elan_oots]

I go to Superlagg and extinguish them, then heal them.

[New525]

I take a shot against the borg with my shotgun to scare him off, throw the shotgun to my side and tackle the clown and attempt to rearrange its fucking horrid face with my fists

[Vitatroll]

Passing by a mirror I notice that I've essentially been tie-dyed thanks to the pool making my warpaint run. My body soaking wet, and my head still tacky with nectar. Welp.

I head into the bar, fill my backpack with whatever booze I can find, then I head off to escape. If there's action to be had, then it will probably be had there.

I leave the medkit leftovers behind; I need that space for booze.

[Winklabom]

I realize that there is a clown on the station and panic.

[Superlagg]

Phew it's warm in here!

Superlagg [145.9] exclaims, "Yo atmos tech! Get off your ass and turn up the AC in Escape, it's roasting in here!"

I buy a pack of Pro-Puffs, dump them on the floor, and look for a good flavor. If none exist, I keep buying and dumping packs of Pro-Puffs until I find some, I run out of money, the machine runs out of smokes, or I go into crit and pass out.

Then I light them and smoke em if I got em.

And keep waving around my flamethrower. And muttering shit about anarchy over the radio.

I'm just happy to have had my breakfast, with only a few minutes to spare in the shift. Now that's efficiency!

Ow ow hoo shit I'm melting.

[Technature]

Berrik: Wants to suplex Superlagg while going to escape.

Noah Buttes (3)+ Lorb Birb (2) vs. New525 (1): New525 sees the clown and feels FURIOUS RAGE (+)!  He fires his shotgun at the cyborg.
*click*
MOTHER FUCKER!
Screw it.  New tackle the clown to the ground.
This immediately proves to be a bad idea, as he has now caught on fire.
Birb seems to have no idea as to what is going on.  Was it looking the other way or somethin?

HotCoffeeMug (5): You continue to crawl through the sewage system in an attempt to reach escape.
You emerge and take a quick look outside.
This is pretty close to escape.

NateTheSquid (N/A): "Uh...screw it, do whatever you want."
You delegate responsibility of the nuke to the HoP and the HoS and move to the escape shuttle area.

pizzatiger (3): You attempt to become the nuke.
You feel like you have a headache.

a pleasant hug (Used prayer.  Result is magnified.)(5):  Your work, destroyed in a matter of minutes?  Any normal man may give up after that.
Not you.  Not only are you going to remake it, you're going to make it BETTER!
You quickly get everything that you had done up again in record speed.  Holy shit!
With a job well done, you make your way skateboard to the chapel.

Nesmettaur (n/a): You're told that adminism is the result, not the cause, of a problem (at least according to their research).  If you were able to speak now, it's unlikely you need to worry about it.  Apparently, they also mention that people that ruin rounds tend to explode, so you should try to avoid that.
You have no idea what this means.
Anywho, you go about to use the teleporter when you notice that it's been destroyed.  (Memory check, 5)Wait a sec.........didn't someone accuse you of constructing one to the crusher?
Maybe he knows something about it.

elan_oots (5): Medbay really hates Superlagg right now (-).  Despite this, you immediately extinguish and patch up the assistants burns.  The patches also take care of his bleeding.  You won't let something dumb like your department's personal feelings break your Hippocratic oath.

Vitatroll (5): You feel like shit.  Or at least you feel like you look like shit.  Is there a difference?  Either way, you can't seem to confirm it with a mirror in the immediate area.  There's only one way to fix this feeling.
You immediately rob the bar of any booze it has and take off before anyone notices.

Winklabom (n/a):  OH SHIT!  YOUR ONLY WEAKNESS IN STAND UP COMEDY!  THE CLOWN!
*scream

Superlagg (2): You go to light a good looking cigarette on yourself.
You pull back a cigarette covered in foam...?
You feel significantly colder.  And healthier I guess...

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
Time until the shuttle arrives:3 minutes.
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: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 (80%) vs. (20%) Anarchy

Quick note, there is a good chance I may miss the afternoon's update tomorrow, and I know I'll miss it the next day.

[Bologna Prime]

The nuke! The nuke! The Captain hasn't fallen entirely to the darkness! I smile to the HoS who so graciously helped me in this dire time, and assure him that we'll not have to worry about the nuke for much longer. This is my chance! My soul! I can hardly remember what it even did! I go to cargo and hit up Vurdalak with the offer of a lifetime. I can already feel my soul again!

[NesMettaur]

Consequently, I proceed to ask around Medbay about the teleporter to the crusher to see if there's an identifiable culprit across the stories.

I also ask over comms for Mining to send as much material ores to Mechanics as possible, though I probably won't see how much that even is until I get back in two minutes.

[Berrik]

If I see the nuke while on my way to suplex flamethrower guy, I run up to it and hit all the buttons. Otherwise, gonna continue my mission.

[Roomba]

I realize I have no way of stopping a rocket skateboard, and settle for trying not to fall off while careening around escape and screaming.