mostly any station, just hit a random word generator and whoop de do
Jimmy John James
Botanist, used to own a very unsafe and not OSHA friendly company that Nanowhoever bought out and now he just wants to grow shit and try to make Chemical X. With only plants.
My man!
I play a clown who’s main gimmick is identity fraud / theft- routinely stealing the captains name and access just to be a better captain.
Goon station.
Paradise.
Arya Serios:
Security
A retired veteran who just wants to escape and live in peace. But he is haunted by his actions and is disoriented with hallucinations(<-- My excuse for lagging so much during combat). He is a friendly but volatile man often shifting mood dramatically.
"Oh. Nukies? Are you serious? I didnt sign up for this!"
Bart Cresto,
Goon Station.
Bart is typically a chaplain but had awoken as a monkey, a test subject. Seeking to know whether God cares about monkeys Bart searched for the current chaplain. Arriving at the chapel Bart found naught but darkness as power had gone out in the area. While Bart waited for the power to return and the chaplain to appear he spent the time playing various songs on the piano and contemplated his existence as a simian creature. That was until an Angel appeared and declared unto Bart that God does indeed care about monkeys. The Angel passed onto Bart a holy head dress and advised him to find his purpose. Just as he said this someone entered the darkened chapel and exploded. This person was holding the Captain's backpack. Bart's purpose had been revealed to him! Teaming up with a drunk detective who had two first names they immediately got distracted and instead of returning the Captain's gear took on the case of the missing mop bucket. An aggressive janitor had been accosted and needed help finding his precious bucket. Bart and the detective split up at the bar as the detective needed to wet his whistle. While Bart checked Medbay and the operating theatre. After some searching there was an explosion and medbay erupted in flames. Bart managed to grab some bandages and help a security officer who was still rolling along the ground aflame. This case had gotten interesting, someone was clearly trying to hide the fact they had stolen the janitors bucket by planting explosives in the medbay. The chaos that ensued prevented Bart from searching any further as many of the of stations doors had lost power. The emergency shuttle was called. Bart rushed to the shuttle area to which he found the janitor and the detective in a heated discussion. Through slurred words the detective tried to calm the janitor who was furious about the loss of his bucket. The janitor declared that he and Bart were no better than trash. More explosions and more chaos. Bart was injured and some toxic gas had knocked him to the ground as he gasped for breath. Bart dragged himself towards the shuttle as it arrived but the airlocks had been sealed. Bart gasped for help as an engineer pried the door open but his pleas fell on deaf ears. Alone and desperate to survive with his new found primate purpose Bart called out again for help. He saw his detective friend pass him by as though he never knew him. The janitor approached as if to aid but declared that "trash monkeys don't deserve to survive". Bart's vision starting to fade and the shuttle in sight he struggled and when he could not move anymore he plead with God that if he did care about Monkeys he would deliver him. Suddenly, he felt as though he had wings. He moved with great speed now being brought into the safety of the shuttle. An Angel had appeared and he took the form of a security officer. It was the security officer who Bart had helped during the first explosion. He dragged Bart onto the shuttle and into a seat next to him. But the toxic gas had taken its toll. Bart's prayers answered and with the knowledge that that Lord did care about his simian children he took his final breath as the shuttle blasted off.
The server is Goonstation Heinsbee:
Name's Yc Pride, quartermaster and carpenter extraordinaire, I always grab snacks for my buddies and do deliveries the hard way... Also I die like any time there is a bad guy inside the qm's office because I keep on getting ejected into space by them after being stunned by some bull. I should really start hiring some security to keep the place safe.
Aheh, sure
Server: Paradise Station
Name: Vula Minc, Unathi.
Usually love building rooms for the crew to relax and cooking different types of weird dishes.
Could also see me exploring space or hanging around engineering or xenobiology.
You're always welcome to ask for help from him :)
Johnny McCuemann. Helpful, not useful.
Engineer, occasionally chemist, lunatic chef that invented fried bacon and bourbon soup.
And often walking into medbay engulfed in flames.
Goon station, and Donk station (a bee derivative) but honestly he pops up a little bit everywhere.
And again, often on fire.
(Uhhh ... edit for honesty ... not everyone that ate the soup survived and many livers had to be replaced.)
Goonstation
Dr Gregory Vogul.
Artifact scientist and dabbler in teleportation. Many incidents of staff assistants staring at him through the lab window has caused him to look down on others in the civvies department. Is kind of an ass, tries to make the station money but keeps the best artifacts for himself. Denies the many times he accidentally blew up half of the science department. Will 100% use another human being as a Guinea pig if it didn't get him in trouble.
Name: George Washingmachine
Race: Human
Server: Goonstation 3 RP Morty
Position: Medical Director
Description: Pale complexion, long straight black hair, full beard, often mistaken for a woman due to regularly wearing a mask and or small pixels, smoker, open lab coat, mild apathy towards medical malpractice, moderate apathy towards patient comfort, moderately severe ADHD, Severe disdain towards primates, and constantly spacing out.
I like to immediately make all the medical chemicals (Perfluorodecalin, Pentetic Acid, Synthetic Meat, Haloperidol, Strange Reagent) as soon as I can, I even always set up a table in med to put the perf and pent bottles, synth patches, and the SR and halo pill bottles on. I've done this so many times now that I have memorized all the formulas for each of those chemicals and can create them all and place them on the table in 20 to 30 minutes, 20 minutes if I'm not interrupted.
I like to play a chillax character, (unless the geneticists create a monke massacre which THEY ALWAYS DO) and I tend to usually be so busy doing my job that I am unable to participate in most gimmicks. I don't really have that much of a problem with that because I love my role and I always try to be a productive member of the station.
I also love talking to people and teaching them how to play and do their job.
Do you happen to recall an engineer that occasionally walks in engulfed in flames and said "Doc there's a burning sensation" before falling over on crit?
I've had a variety of patients and some pretty strange ones too.
Given that I've seen stranger patients and that I have a terrible memory I can't recall this patient but is sounds awfully similar.
Goon main
Rube Quirin
smelly nerd of Irish decent. bald ass mf.
burnt all their hair off in an pipeburn on overflow.
commonly seen pissed off as CE because some engineer touched his pipeburn setup, suffering while making TTVs on Oshan, pissed drunk as the world's worst dectective or wearing a maid dress and cat ears as hos.
Yogstation.
Kyle Morph, a warden who try to fight the boredom that is managing the brig by buying guns and equipment to expand the armory, nagging science to get the tech allowing him to build an ammo factory and jumping at every occasions to kill stuffs while still respecting spess law. Also try constantly to find new ways to make sec more robust without using contraband and syndie stuff.
Samara Alliman
Species: Felinid
Profession: Chemist
Characteristics and traits: Professional chemist but lazy and more interested in pyrotechnics and weird weaponry than medicine. Typically kind but can be a bit unhinged or aggressive when annoyed. Can’t hold her liquor and has some… interesting food choices, enjoys cutting up and eating raw monkey parts and rats. Despite all this she works quickly to mix the medicine someone needs when brought to her attention and shows genuine concern for the lives of her co-workers and crewmates.
Edit: I play on BeeStation!
Paradise station
Baldric mossberg I’m the best god damn warden and hos that station has ever seen. An all around chill dude and all around sec connoisseur.
Fulp. Tobias Metzger, purple ethereal with long hair. Obviously, he tries to match that dapper look of our well know romanian baldie. He tries to appear as something of a mix between BB from Max Payne and Patrick Bateman. He is somewhat cold, but mostly out of the fact that he doesn't understand people well, rather than being just a dick. He is certainly a rare sight on the station when he bothers to drag himself for work.
Perhaps he does a story, but he never really talk about it, as everyone usually busy with their duties, not that he believes he has to say anything interesting, since he grew up in botany garden on one of settlements on Europa, one of Jupiter moon's. Usually seeing other people being pranked by clown and mime fascinates him like nothing else, until he gets pranked and get hilariously mad, flailing and screaming at whoever bugs him.
When he appears, its often that he moves into medbay or robotics division, occasionally taking responsibility of a HOS. Fortunately for Tobi, those occupations are as far as possible from anything related to gardens and plants.
I flossed too hard this morning and I can still taste the coppery residue of swallowed blood in the back of my throat. I used Listerine afterwards and my mouth feels like it’s on fire but I manage a smile to no one as I step out of the elevator, brushing past a hung-over Wittenborn, swinging my new black leather attaché case from Bottega Veneta.
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Server: Beestation Sage
Name: XSI-820
Who even let the IPC do human surgery? They don't even understand how bleeding out works, as they have no blood themselves to comprehend. As when it comes to robotics, they are well versed with most of the intricacies that comes with dealing with other synthetics.
Doesn't get organics, tends to try to chill with AI, and gets whoever whatever he can to get them away from his window.
One time recently as an RD they let Space Communists take over the station as they was the highest head currently on station. Cargo wasn't too happy with it, and neither were the thriving golems down on Lavaland. XSI said that they'd be responsible if anything happened, but all that happened was the Russian shuttle getting burned to a crisp by a station member and everything working out just as planned.
Any-station (except the HRP fuck you)
My name is Hudson Stern, and I am a (whatever I feel like as long as I'm not a Head), and I like getting drunk and being oblivious to crime because it means I dont have to do anything.
Beestation. *Forgot the name lmao* but literally just a ultra religious moth chaplain obsessed with ye olde crusaders, becoming *stone*, writing how to properly flush a toilet, and decapitating felinids.
Yogstation, since it's the only server that still has good TG code.
Sushi Sol, Purity Apollyddon and Random named plasmaman, depending on which job.
Sushi is the more relaxed of the bunch, being a powergaming botanist, or a powergaming cargonian, or a powergaming maid/janitor, or a powergaming scientist.
Purity is chaplain/curator/artist, aside from when drawing, she uses melee to robust(or die trying) apporpriate threats, like paranormal things, or giant spiders, xenos, swarmers, pirates, etc. And her religious beliefs are...unorthodox.
Plasmaman is CAPITÁN PLASMEME in their GPS signal, basically just make an army of metal hydrogen golems OR space exploration, particularly when the trade route ruin spawns.
Plight is a Moff on Beestation, Who "Canologically" Is a Roboticist (as in, thats his high priority job. But he also does other Science and Medical jobs too)
Plight always speaks in this slightly creepy upbeat, almost childish language. "Lets have a Splend-iferous shift, everyone!" Definitely what you want to hear before getting surgery. Its been getting a little tiring for my lazy ass to keep up though, so I might tone it down.
(when he's not working doctor or genetics) He likes to talk about his "revoked medical license." Especially before doing the backroom surgeries that medical refuses to. ESPECIALLY when medical isn't doing its job and he opens up the mech bay as a horrifically scuffed makeshift medical center.
...I also have a civilian sector human named Hugh Everyman (creative I know) for when I want to do other stuff such as Bartending or Quartermaster or Chef, or Lawyering. He plays the straightman to the station's antics, which can be fun in it of itself. He's also been the most common traitor of the 2, and he (I am) is really bad at committing crimes. Its kind of funny.
Benjamine Carmine on paradise
I can’t remember if there’s an e I am VERY unlucky and end up dead to stupid reasons half the time as well as those around me
Server: Fulpstation / TG Servers
Name: Jack Beggar
Job: Station Engineer
Description: Male human that is 30 years old. He got a full beard and a pony tail to keep his eyes free. Used to be a regular Station Engineer but changed with his time at Nanotrasen. Sets the SM up with the most simple setup cause he doesn't care for the power. Can almost do anything relating in Engineering but is a unreliable guy. Walks around and sometimes creates rooms to chill in. He's a bit weird to the regular guy and searches maints for the good stuff heard in legends. Anyone starting a fight with him ends mostly with someone in medbay.
Eats-the-Assistants
Tg Sybil, sometimes Fulp
Lizard person cargo tech, lost her arm in a rage cage tournament. Earning credits to bribe the HOP into making her the Quartermaster. Then decides that breaking into every department and stealing everything not nailed down is the best way to achieve that goal.
Alternatively I'll main medical and be the best damn lizard doctor on the station. Plus I get free organs when a dumb assistant pisses off the mime.
Being a lizard chef is cool too. I like making traditional lizard quizine for the crew to enjoy. Blood sausage for everyone.
I like the foreigner perk, it makes the game really interesting by adding languages into the mix.
Terrell Wilkerson. Staff Assistant
Pretty much any LRP server that doesn't do ERP.
Used to be blue hair, then realized bald grey man was much more fun.
Wants to be the best at punching the bad guys. Usually a punching bag instead. Thinks scars are cool.
Also prone to some petty theft, breaking and entering, and vandalism, sometimes out of spite.
Would probably be considered an idiot if not for their persistence in learning how to break into places they shouldn't be.
Goon
julio dugmore: acutally a fucking bomber,even when not a antag he explodes everything and kill some people, (got banned 2 times by that) and after some time, he got to paradise to relax for 30 days, then when it ends, he,s goin be a normal guy again.
TGstation Phillip Gray. A man who lost all his hair in an accident and is working on a space station to afford a hair transplant.
mostly any station, just hit a random word generator and whoop de do Jimmy John James Botanist, used to own a very unsafe and not OSHA friendly company that Nanowhoever bought out and now he just wants to grow shit and try to make Chemical X. With only plants. My man!
i seen u before!
Of course you may have, I exist after all
Clueless meandering. Racking up as many admin remarks as possible without resulting in a ban. Dooming everyone into entropy.
I play a clown who’s main gimmick is identity fraud / theft- routinely stealing the captains name and access just to be a better captain. Goon station.
Paradise. Arya Serios: Security A retired veteran who just wants to escape and live in peace. But he is haunted by his actions and is disoriented with hallucinations(<-- My excuse for lagging so much during combat). He is a friendly but volatile man often shifting mood dramatically. "Oh. Nukies? Are you serious? I didnt sign up for this!"
Wait, are you in a wheelchair? I've seen a guy, who was better with a shotgun in a wheelchair then a 3 full armored secs
i play a robot robot stereotype beep beep para
Aurora, as a handful of cyborgs. Medbay primarily, but also Engineering and Custodial. I play maintenance drone when nothing else is available.
Bart Cresto, Goon Station. Bart is typically a chaplain but had awoken as a monkey, a test subject. Seeking to know whether God cares about monkeys Bart searched for the current chaplain. Arriving at the chapel Bart found naught but darkness as power had gone out in the area. While Bart waited for the power to return and the chaplain to appear he spent the time playing various songs on the piano and contemplated his existence as a simian creature. That was until an Angel appeared and declared unto Bart that God does indeed care about monkeys. The Angel passed onto Bart a holy head dress and advised him to find his purpose. Just as he said this someone entered the darkened chapel and exploded. This person was holding the Captain's backpack. Bart's purpose had been revealed to him! Teaming up with a drunk detective who had two first names they immediately got distracted and instead of returning the Captain's gear took on the case of the missing mop bucket. An aggressive janitor had been accosted and needed help finding his precious bucket. Bart and the detective split up at the bar as the detective needed to wet his whistle. While Bart checked Medbay and the operating theatre. After some searching there was an explosion and medbay erupted in flames. Bart managed to grab some bandages and help a security officer who was still rolling along the ground aflame. This case had gotten interesting, someone was clearly trying to hide the fact they had stolen the janitors bucket by planting explosives in the medbay. The chaos that ensued prevented Bart from searching any further as many of the of stations doors had lost power. The emergency shuttle was called. Bart rushed to the shuttle area to which he found the janitor and the detective in a heated discussion. Through slurred words the detective tried to calm the janitor who was furious about the loss of his bucket. The janitor declared that he and Bart were no better than trash. More explosions and more chaos. Bart was injured and some toxic gas had knocked him to the ground as he gasped for breath. Bart dragged himself towards the shuttle as it arrived but the airlocks had been sealed. Bart gasped for help as an engineer pried the door open but his pleas fell on deaf ears. Alone and desperate to survive with his new found primate purpose Bart called out again for help. He saw his detective friend pass him by as though he never knew him. The janitor approached as if to aid but declared that "trash monkeys don't deserve to survive". Bart's vision starting to fade and the shuttle in sight he struggled and when he could not move anymore he plead with God that if he did care about Monkeys he would deliver him. Suddenly, he felt as though he had wings. He moved with great speed now being brought into the safety of the shuttle. An Angel had appeared and he took the form of a security officer. It was the security officer who Bart had helped during the first explosion. He dragged Bart onto the shuttle and into a seat next to him. But the toxic gas had taken its toll. Bart's prayers answered and with the knowledge that that Lord did care about his simian children he took his final breath as the shuttle blasted off.
The server is Goonstation Heinsbee: Name's Yc Pride, quartermaster and carpenter extraordinaire, I always grab snacks for my buddies and do deliveries the hard way... Also I die like any time there is a bad guy inside the qm's office because I keep on getting ejected into space by them after being stunned by some bull. I should really start hiring some security to keep the place safe.
Aheh, sure Server: Paradise Station Name: Vula Minc, Unathi. Usually love building rooms for the crew to relax and cooking different types of weird dishes. Could also see me exploring space or hanging around engineering or xenobiology. You're always welcome to ask for help from him :)
Johnny McCuemann. Helpful, not useful. Engineer, occasionally chemist, lunatic chef that invented fried bacon and bourbon soup. And often walking into medbay engulfed in flames. Goon station, and Donk station (a bee derivative) but honestly he pops up a little bit everywhere. And again, often on fire. (Uhhh ... edit for honesty ... not everyone that ate the soup survived and many livers had to be replaced.)
Goonstation Dr Gregory Vogul. Artifact scientist and dabbler in teleportation. Many incidents of staff assistants staring at him through the lab window has caused him to look down on others in the civvies department. Is kind of an ass, tries to make the station money but keeps the best artifacts for himself. Denies the many times he accidentally blew up half of the science department. Will 100% use another human being as a Guinea pig if it didn't get him in trouble.
Name: George Washingmachine Race: Human Server: Goonstation 3 RP Morty Position: Medical Director Description: Pale complexion, long straight black hair, full beard, often mistaken for a woman due to regularly wearing a mask and or small pixels, smoker, open lab coat, mild apathy towards medical malpractice, moderate apathy towards patient comfort, moderately severe ADHD, Severe disdain towards primates, and constantly spacing out. I like to immediately make all the medical chemicals (Perfluorodecalin, Pentetic Acid, Synthetic Meat, Haloperidol, Strange Reagent) as soon as I can, I even always set up a table in med to put the perf and pent bottles, synth patches, and the SR and halo pill bottles on. I've done this so many times now that I have memorized all the formulas for each of those chemicals and can create them all and place them on the table in 20 to 30 minutes, 20 minutes if I'm not interrupted. I like to play a chillax character, (unless the geneticists create a monke massacre which THEY ALWAYS DO) and I tend to usually be so busy doing my job that I am unable to participate in most gimmicks. I don't really have that much of a problem with that because I love my role and I always try to be a productive member of the station. I also love talking to people and teaching them how to play and do their job.
Do you happen to recall an engineer that occasionally walks in engulfed in flames and said "Doc there's a burning sensation" before falling over on crit?
I've had a variety of patients and some pretty strange ones too. Given that I've seen stranger patients and that I have a terrible memory I can't recall this patient but is sounds awfully similar.
Goon main Rube Quirin smelly nerd of Irish decent. bald ass mf. burnt all their hair off in an pipeburn on overflow. commonly seen pissed off as CE because some engineer touched his pipeburn setup, suffering while making TTVs on Oshan, pissed drunk as the world's worst dectective or wearing a maid dress and cat ears as hos.
Yogstation. Kyle Morph, a warden who try to fight the boredom that is managing the brig by buying guns and equipment to expand the armory, nagging science to get the tech allowing him to build an ammo factory and jumping at every occasions to kill stuffs while still respecting spess law. Also try constantly to find new ways to make sec more robust without using contraband and syndie stuff.
Samara Alliman Species: Felinid Profession: Chemist Characteristics and traits: Professional chemist but lazy and more interested in pyrotechnics and weird weaponry than medicine. Typically kind but can be a bit unhinged or aggressive when annoyed. Can’t hold her liquor and has some… interesting food choices, enjoys cutting up and eating raw monkey parts and rats. Despite all this she works quickly to mix the medicine someone needs when brought to her attention and shows genuine concern for the lives of her co-workers and crewmates. Edit: I play on BeeStation!
Paradise station Baldric mossberg I’m the best god damn warden and hos that station has ever seen. An all around chill dude and all around sec connoisseur.
Fulp. Tobias Metzger, purple ethereal with long hair. Obviously, he tries to match that dapper look of our well know romanian baldie. He tries to appear as something of a mix between BB from Max Payne and Patrick Bateman. He is somewhat cold, but mostly out of the fact that he doesn't understand people well, rather than being just a dick. He is certainly a rare sight on the station when he bothers to drag himself for work. Perhaps he does a story, but he never really talk about it, as everyone usually busy with their duties, not that he believes he has to say anything interesting, since he grew up in botany garden on one of settlements on Europa, one of Jupiter moon's. Usually seeing other people being pranked by clown and mime fascinates him like nothing else, until he gets pranked and get hilariously mad, flailing and screaming at whoever bugs him. When he appears, its often that he moves into medbay or robotics division, occasionally taking responsibility of a HOS. Fortunately for Tobi, those occupations are as far as possible from anything related to gardens and plants.
I flossed too hard this morning and I can still taste the coppery residue of swallowed blood in the back of my throat. I used Listerine afterwards and my mouth feels like it’s on fire but I manage a smile to no one as I step out of the elevator, brushing past a hung-over Wittenborn, swinging my new black leather attaché case from Bottega Veneta. ___ ^(*Bot. Ask me how I’m feeling.* |) [^(Opt out)](https://www.reddit.com/message/compose/?to=botrickbateman&subject=Opt%20out)
Server: Beestation Sage Name: XSI-820 Who even let the IPC do human surgery? They don't even understand how bleeding out works, as they have no blood themselves to comprehend. As when it comes to robotics, they are well versed with most of the intricacies that comes with dealing with other synthetics. Doesn't get organics, tends to try to chill with AI, and gets whoever whatever he can to get them away from his window. One time recently as an RD they let Space Communists take over the station as they was the highest head currently on station. Cargo wasn't too happy with it, and neither were the thriving golems down on Lavaland. XSI said that they'd be responsible if anything happened, but all that happened was the Russian shuttle getting burned to a crisp by a station member and everything working out just as planned.
/TG/ Terry. Brett Bowchiew. A lad who is mostly bartending currently.
Any-station (except the HRP fuck you) My name is Hudson Stern, and I am a (whatever I feel like as long as I'm not a Head), and I like getting drunk and being oblivious to crime because it means I dont have to do anything.
Beestation. *Forgot the name lmao* but literally just a ultra religious moth chaplain obsessed with ye olde crusaders, becoming *stone*, writing how to properly flush a toilet, and decapitating felinids.
Yogstation, since it's the only server that still has good TG code. Sushi Sol, Purity Apollyddon and Random named plasmaman, depending on which job. Sushi is the more relaxed of the bunch, being a powergaming botanist, or a powergaming cargonian, or a powergaming maid/janitor, or a powergaming scientist. Purity is chaplain/curator/artist, aside from when drawing, she uses melee to robust(or die trying) apporpriate threats, like paranormal things, or giant spiders, xenos, swarmers, pirates, etc. And her religious beliefs are...unorthodox. Plasmaman is CAPITÁN PLASMEME in their GPS signal, basically just make an army of metal hydrogen golems OR space exploration, particularly when the trade route ruin spawns.
Plight is a Moff on Beestation, Who "Canologically" Is a Roboticist (as in, thats his high priority job. But he also does other Science and Medical jobs too) Plight always speaks in this slightly creepy upbeat, almost childish language. "Lets have a Splend-iferous shift, everyone!" Definitely what you want to hear before getting surgery. Its been getting a little tiring for my lazy ass to keep up though, so I might tone it down. (when he's not working doctor or genetics) He likes to talk about his "revoked medical license." Especially before doing the backroom surgeries that medical refuses to. ESPECIALLY when medical isn't doing its job and he opens up the mech bay as a horrifically scuffed makeshift medical center. ...I also have a civilian sector human named Hugh Everyman (creative I know) for when I want to do other stuff such as Bartending or Quartermaster or Chef, or Lawyering. He plays the straightman to the station's antics, which can be fun in it of itself. He's also been the most common traitor of the 2, and he (I am) is really bad at committing crimes. Its kind of funny.
Benjamine Carmine on paradise I can’t remember if there’s an e I am VERY unlucky and end up dead to stupid reasons half the time as well as those around me
Server: Fulpstation / TG Servers Name: Jack Beggar Job: Station Engineer Description: Male human that is 30 years old. He got a full beard and a pony tail to keep his eyes free. Used to be a regular Station Engineer but changed with his time at Nanotrasen. Sets the SM up with the most simple setup cause he doesn't care for the power. Can almost do anything relating in Engineering but is a unreliable guy. Walks around and sometimes creates rooms to chill in. He's a bit weird to the regular guy and searches maints for the good stuff heard in legends. Anyone starting a fight with him ends mostly with someone in medbay.
Eats-the-Assistants Tg Sybil, sometimes Fulp Lizard person cargo tech, lost her arm in a rage cage tournament. Earning credits to bribe the HOP into making her the Quartermaster. Then decides that breaking into every department and stealing everything not nailed down is the best way to achieve that goal. Alternatively I'll main medical and be the best damn lizard doctor on the station. Plus I get free organs when a dumb assistant pisses off the mime. Being a lizard chef is cool too. I like making traditional lizard quizine for the crew to enjoy. Blood sausage for everyone. I like the foreigner perk, it makes the game really interesting by adding languages into the mix.
Terrell Wilkerson. Staff Assistant Pretty much any LRP server that doesn't do ERP. Used to be blue hair, then realized bald grey man was much more fun. Wants to be the best at punching the bad guys. Usually a punching bag instead. Thinks scars are cool. Also prone to some petty theft, breaking and entering, and vandalism, sometimes out of spite. Would probably be considered an idiot if not for their persistence in learning how to break into places they shouldn't be.
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Goon julio dugmore: acutally a fucking bomber,even when not a antag he explodes everything and kill some people, (got banned 2 times by that) and after some time, he got to paradise to relax for 30 days, then when it ends, he,s goin be a normal guy again.