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  1. I was previously informed by Drwago that it would be possible for coding to be done on the backend to enable this. Has that sentiment changed?
  2. Byond key: Contextual Discord key: Contextual#5360 Character Name: Pennant Item name: robotic intelligence circuit (PENN-2681) [sic] Item function(s): Functions as a standard roundstart RIC, acting as Pennant's brain in the same way the current randomized ones do. Item description: Default description. ("The pinnacle of artificial intelligence which can be achieved using classical computer science.") Why is your character bringing this item to work?: Because he's a relatively simple software program, able to be (and therefore preferentially, per cost savings) run on simple circuitry as opposed to full-blown positronics. How did your character obtain this item: These are some really awkward questions for this 'item' in particular. He obtained it by being downloaded and installed onto it. If someone is seeing it, it's probably because Pennant's been a bad egg that round. What value does this item have to your character, and what story does it tell?: Ultimately the value of this item boils down to providing a greater level of consistency for the character, and enables the character to be identifiable even when reduced to its lowest state. A recurring issue with RIC's as they are now, is that the name of the 'voice' assigned to the brain is entirely randomized and indistinct, which leads to a rather unrealistic level of difficulty in actually identifying the chip, even when it's speaking. This item would allow the board to be clearly stamped, designated, and identifiable as belonging to/having belonged to Pennant, at a glance, and when it speaks. Sprites: N/A; Default Sprite Additional Comments: Alongside the name change of the item, the name of the 'brain' inside the board would also need to be changed to the same designation (PENN-2681), so that the disembodied voice is not randomized and matches the markings on the board.
  3. TO: Upali'Eli Lesri, Lab Assistant, NSS Aurora FROM: AMS, CCIAAMS, NTCC Odin SUBJECT: RE: Incident Report -------------------- BODY: This is an automated message to inform you that your incident report has been received and placed in a queue for the CCIA Division to review. If necessary, you will be contacted by a CCIA Agent when an investigation begins. -------------------- DTG: 10-09:50-TAU CETI STANDARD-1-2462 SIGN: CCIAAMS
  4. You are forgetting the 4th reason: A complete lack of the infrastructural roles in the department. I have let some ridiculous things slide in my time playing security with little more than a slap on the wrist and a firm warning, simply because we lacked a warden or head of security to actually handle the processing and brig monitoring. Having to do those things as an officer is incredibly taxing, in much the same way performing EMS as a surgeon is--you have things you need to be getting done, elsewhere, and you're instead stuck doing someone else's job. Or worse: You slap a heavy charge on the guy so that you have to deal with releasing the guy later rather than sooner, and then dump them in a cell and ditch them for the rest of the round. I cannot quantify how much I despise this practice of throwing away the key, and with it completely screwing another player with isolation. On the other hand, not having forensics is even more crippling. Take for instance your example of having the blood, the wound, the weapon--all of the evidence you need to make the case. A forensics wet dream--but you don't have the CSI to come down, swab the blood, dust the weapon, and then produce the concrete evidence needed to easily close the case. Instead, all you have is mystery blood, a mystery weapon, and no witnesses except for the accused and accuser. And, of course, no warrant, because you don't have a warden, you don't have a commander, and you don't actually have meaningful evidence because it can't be cataloged. But with antagonists, you have actively hostile entities that are committing crimes out in the open, with witnesses, most important of which being the officers themselves (See: Station Regulations, Directives). This means that the officers don't need warrants, don't need investigations, and don't need command permission to go and do their jobs. A good comparison to another department would be to have a medical bay with no surgeons. They can respond, they can patch and mend, but broken bones will be broken forever because the personnel required just aren't there.
  5. I mean it's either a kiss or a very sad murder scene
  6. TO: Khas'miera Al-Rahan, Bartender, NSS Aurora FROM: CCIAAMS, NTCC Odin SUBJECT: RE: Incident Report -------------------- BODY: The investigation of this incident has concluded, and appropriate action has been taken for affected individuals. This matter will now be considered resolved. -------------------- DTG: 30-23:55-TAU CETI STANDARD-12-2461 SIGN: Nadine Branagan
  7. TO: Vance Khan, Head of Security, NSS Aurora FROM: CCIAAMS, NTCC Odin SUBJECT: RE: Incident Report -------------------- BODY: The investigation of this incident has concluded, and appropriate action has been taken for affected individuals. This matter will now be considered resolved. -------------------- DTG: 23-14:58-TAU CETI STANDARD-12-2461 SIGN: Nadine Branagan
  8. TO: Khas'miera Al-Rahan, Bartender, NSS Aurora FROM: CCIAAMS, NTCC Odin SUBJECT: RE: Incident Report -------------------- BODY: This is an automated message to inform you that an investigation has now been opened regarding your incident report, and assigned to Nadine Branagan (Contextual). You may be contacted by the CCIAA for an interview, or you may contact them directly if you have any questions. -------------------- DTG: 20-20:45-TAU CETI STANDARD-12-2461 SIGN: CCIAAMS
  9. TO: Vance Khan, Head of Security, NSS Aurora FROM: CCIAAMS, NTCC Odin SUBJECT: RE: Incident Report -------------------- BODY: This is an automated message to inform you that an investigation has now been opened regarding your incident report, and assigned to Nadine Branagan (Contextual). You may be contacted by the CCIAA for an interview, or you may contact them directly if you have any questions. -------------------- DTG: 16-19:05-TAU CETI STANDARD-12-2461 SIGN: CCIAAMS
  10. TO: Vance Khan, Head of Security, NSS Aurora FROM: AMS, CCIAAMS, NTCC Odin SUBJECT: RE: Incident Report -------------------- BODY: This is an automated message to inform you that your incident report has been received and placed in a queue for the CCIA Division to review. If necessary, you will be contacted by a CCIA Agent when an investigation begins. -------------------- DTG: 16-17:30-TAU CETI STANDARD-12-2461 SIGN: CCIAAMS
  11. CCIA Staff Application Basic Information Byond key: Contextual Character names: Pennant, Danny Wiles, Keegan Rader, Wesley Jesse Age: 23 Timezone: CST (GMT-6) What times are you most available?: Varies with my irl work schedule, but I am generally active during weekday overnights and early mornings CST. Experience How long have you played SS13?: Five Years How long have you played on Aurora?: Five Years How active on the forums, discord and/or server are you? I read through the forums on a regular basis, and play on the server frequently (at least every other day if not more), but I am generally not active on the discord unless pinged. Have you ever been banned, and if so, how long and why?: Not from Aurora. Have you ever volunteered as moderation staff for any other servers, SS13 or otherwise?: I was DO for a time, way back when they were known as DOs. Do you have any other experience that you believe would be relevant to a position in the CCIA?: Other than as listed above, and my nearly-five years of experience of command on-station, no. Personality Why do you want to join the CCIA?: I've noticed lately that the CCIA appears to be severely understaffed and/or truant. I have seen no activity from the CCIA apart from one or two active members, so I figure you guys might be running a little thin. Sometimes, old hands must be called upon in order to lessen the load so that the younger members of our community may know the grace of the CCIA and its auspices. What do you think are the most important qualities for a CCIA Agent to possess?: Presence. Prescience. Pertinence. And timeliness. Grammar is optional. What do you think the purpose of a CCIA Agent is in an ongoing round?: To tell command how fucked they are, and sometimes to urge command to do their jobs. They also conduct interviews pursuant to ongoing investigations. Otherwise, unless command crosses their T's and dots their I's, CCIA do not play a major role, if any, in any given round. What do you think the purpose of a CCIA Agent is outside of the server?: To act as an IC issue resolver, and to bring about enforceable punishments for problematic IC behavior. This lends to the sense of permanence, and upholds the immersion and realism of the Aurora both as a setting and as a server. How do you handle stress?: I do not get stressed easily, especially not by video games. How well do you work autonomously?: Given an appropriate toolset and a comprehensive primer, I am perfectly capable of operating under my own discretion.
  12. Here's a Pennant story. It's a bit of a long one, as it involves 1. Pennant and 2. Extended. ~~ Extended. Pennant boots up from storage, goes through its startup routine, and analyzes the manifest for tasking. All departments are staffed, but no names on the list stick out to the diminutive robot. None aside from Oliver Roadman, that is, whom has previously owned the pAI iteration of Pennant. So, Pennant scuttles over to engineering, to find Oliver mulling over activities for the day with Mistress, who was his pAI at the time. The decision is made--controlled burn testing. The purpose of the tests was and is still beyond Pennant's simple understanding, but the method was simple--and so, Pennant went engineering. This eventually wound up with Oliver and Pennant in the Toxins lab beneath Research, retrofitting the chambers. In one, piping was set up and modified to allow for a controlled mix of Oxygen, Nitrogen, and Phoron. The other, a welder tank was opened and left to leak fuel into the entirety of the chamber, before being removed. These chambers, of course, were not originally designed to be accessed and modified, so we had to take down the windows and make airlocks out of inflatables. They were also not equipped with gas analyzers, so Pennant had to monitor the composition of the phoron mix from inside of the chamber. Initial burns were smooth. Supply of gas to the phoron mix was cut, as the fire grew too hot too quickly, and burned itself out. The welder fire burned slow and cool, heating up at a glacial pace, and was left to its devices. However, one anomaly had occurred. Sheets of paper, left in the chambers to burn, did not alight, despite the temperatures gradually reaching several thousand degrees Kelvin. Mistress, Oliver, Pennant were all perplexed. And so, Pennant went to go get a different subject, silently skittering out of the room as Oliver scratched his hardsuited head at the circumstance. Luckily, the xenobiologist, SSD in his lab, had left not only a monkey cube unboxed and unwrapped, but also a shower running. On second thought, they may have been dead, laying in the floor outside of a pen as they were--but it was irrelevant. The monkey was acquired. Pennant hauled it back to Toxins, presenting it proudly to the Chief Engineer... and was met with disbelief. While Mistress approved, Oliver certainly did not. "We are not burning a monkey," he stated, flatly. He directed Pennant to let the monkey go... The airlock was already closing when Oliver realized what was happening. He didn't make it to the door in time, and the bolts dropped in front of his face as Pennant dragged the monkey out into its natural habitat, where it could live free amongst its brethren. That is to say, the monkey was released into the wilds of the asteroid, nevermore to be exploited by the cruel corporation. Pennant looked absolutely proud of itself as it strolled back in. Oliver just tried to ignore the horror behind the little machine's ignorance, and restarted the burn chambers. This time, the phoron mix was stable, and burned nicely. That is, of course, until several minutes later, it inevitably became too hot, and began to damage the windows--Pennant was ordered to open the blast chamber doors, which would vent the superheated gas, the fire, and the pressure into space. A click, and it was done--the blast doors opened. In that split second of simulation, before the gas rushed into space, there was a glimpse of the monkey. Of the bloody corpse, fingers worn to the bone where it had desperately clawed at the outside of the blast doors, until it collapsed from suffocation and depressurization. The second passed, and the monkey was gone, hurtled bodily out against the far outer wall of the facility, where it became pinned, buffeted by undulating, superheated currents, its already grotesquely deformed body mangled, slammed, crushed, and snap-fried by venting gas in excess of eight thousand degrees Kelvin. Pennant was delighted--it had been homesick! Oliver was, of course, further mortified, and his opinion did not improve as Pennant hurriedly rushed through the inflatable barriers to drag the monkey back into its proper home, welcoming its worn and weary form back into the fold. He stared at the monkey, and finally broke, agreeing to burn the poor thing, to cremate it in one of the chambers. Pennant gave a little shuffle, and dragged the thing into the welder chamber, which had been similarly extinguished. There was an issue, however, when the room was re-lit. The temperature had not gone down. So hot was it, that the chamber was still in excess of four thousand degrees, even after being exposed to the vacuum of space for well over a minute. The windows began to crack shortly, even as the monkey was engulfed in the inferno--but the chamber had to be vented, or the entire laboratory was at risk. The blast doors opened, and every single thing in the lab was vented to space. Every single thing, that is, except for the monkey, which remained firmly planted, its sprite wholly and utterly replaced with brute and burn damage decals, a messy pile of gory maroon with a curly tail sticking out of it. Its skin and flesh had grafted to the floor of the chamber in a sort of macabre adhesion, and Pennant buzzed. The thing was surely dead, now, and needed to be disposed of. The robot enters the chamber, vented to space, and applies its matter decompiler. There's a squealing crunch is horribly muted in the encroaching vacuum, as the tail is sucked into the device, only for the decompiler to choke. The monkey is too large. The process is reversed, atomized chunks of monkey blown out of the device's orifice onto the pile of what once was the remainder, and Pennant looks to Oliver for guidance. Except, Pennant couldn't hear Oliver, being that it was in space--and so, ripping the monkey from the floor (leaving a sizable amount of unrecognizable flesh and char behind), Pennant drags the monkey back inside. Oliver is growing nauseous now. He orders Pennant to take it to Xenobiology, to cremate it, and Pennant clicks. It skitters away, dragging the monkey along, painting the floor deep red behind it. It makes it all the way into the bowels of Xenobiology, to the incinerator, before realizing--it doesn't have hands. It can't operate the incinerator, can't get the monkey into the tile it needs to actually insert it. So, the monkey is dragged back to Toxins behind it, along a different path, leaving even more blood behind. Pennant drags it right up to Roadman and explains the situation. Roadman is... frustrated, to say the least. However, he follows Pennant as it takes yet another path to the lab. Now, the entirety of the research sublevel is absolutely, irrevocably coated in monkey blood. There's more blood in the halls than you'd ever believe could fit inside of a single monkey. I am of the belief that, had we fluid simulation, any hapless researcher opening the elevator doors would have been greeted by an ankle-high tide of monkey ichor. The monkey is laid to rest, reduced to ashes. Oliver is not happy. He orders Pennant to go, find the roboticist, get a reset, and to clean up the hellacious mess. So, Pennant sets off on yet another quest. It shares the elevator up to the main level with the xenobotanist, who makes an offhand comment about how tricky k'ois is. He coughs. Pennant prints off a reset board, but the roboticist is nowhere to be found. Cue five straight minutes of Pennant wandering aimlessly through the station, the bar, security, medical. The roboticist is nowhere to be found. Meanwhile, code yellow is called. There's a mycosis patient, apparently. If only someone could have known sooner. More people may be infected. Mining isn't online. No platinum produced. Pennant leaves the reset chip in the hall, as the chemist calls out for Cardox, but there is none. No platinum, no Cardox. So, thinking fast, Pennant skitters off to the vault, dismantling the windows within and hauling out a locker full of grenades. It presents them cheerily to the CMO, who seemed perplexed, but too relieved to even ask where the robot had acquired them from. But there was a problem. Someone had broken into the vault. It must be reported. Pennant tracks down the Head of Security, and cheerily reports in its broken, lilting, synthesized speech that someone had broken in. The HOS, of course, nearly births and entire cow right there in the middle of the hallway. They ask who, who had done this--only for Pennant to matter-of-factly inform them that it was, in fact, Pennant who had done so. Cue a brief exchange, asking if the CMO had asked Pennant to do this--they had not. They also, apparently, did not inform the HOS that the grenades had been acquired. Pennant left the HOS with the thought, its report complete, and finally locates the roboticist. It reports back to toxins, after cleaning the blood, where the CE had been chair-rping with his pAI for the duration, apparently uninterested in walking the main halls during a mycosis scare. He's just as surprised, taken aback as the HOS had been when it tells him, and it seems that the HOS had neglected to bring the topic up even after Pennant had informed them directly. No matter, Pennant was happy to attempt to collect praise for its helpful nature--praise was not forthcoming. At this point, the shuttle was arriving soon, and Pennant toddled along after Roadman to the shuttle. Pennant rode in the bridge of the shuttle all the way to the Odin, with the CE, the HOS, and the CMO. They asked, once, why Pennant was riding along, but dropped it immediately. They collectively agreed that, if something was wrong with Pennant, it was probably best to just let it be. ~~
  13. Keegan Rader Wesley Jesse Danny Wiles Pennant Pennant-TURBO (Or just dead-hour Pennant in general...)
  14. As the title reads. Was asked to make a feedback post, so here we are--Don't be afraid to give negative feedback, either. I'm always open to criticism. Pennant - pAI/Stationbound Software. Wesley Jesse - CMO/Paramedic Keegan Rader - Captain Danny Wiles - Security Officer
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