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I'd like to see a holster you can conceal and fits on your arm, with a derringer that comes out into your hand when you make a thrusting motion with your arm.

12 Years a Borg. The story of a abused cyborg on a research station, the movie ends when the borg is placed into an IPC shell and thinks it's been given freedom. In the end he's enslaved again and taken to a mining outpost, the movie ends with a shot of the IPC scream slowing crackling and a sad face popping up on it.

I'd like this, it'll work for both sides as nuke ops can tell when Officer Mcdickrambo is reaching into his bag for a carbine, or tell officers when Mcrobustlizzie is reaching into their belt for a pistol.

How about we just let every race be heads, if one is barred then this topic is gonna keep popping up and causing a shit storm everytime.

All stations exist in the same universe. Goon and hippie are the problem stations, Hypatia and Bay are the safest and most productive, Alium is where they ship the mentally damaged, CM is really an arena for the entertainment of Execs(Same with Traitor Deathmatch).

R.4.N.G.0: Untagged A newly freed IPC buys weapons, fuses kevlar to his chassis, and goes on a murderous rampage to get revenge on his abusive masters.

I remember reading flavour text of somebody which mentioned a whole list of tattooes with brackets all over the place, explaining the levels of nakedness necessary to spot this or that one (that was before the convenient update). I mean, dat gurl BEGGED to be stripped naked. This is why all of my chars are eitherly not able to sexually reproduce, are happily married, or have taken a vow of chastity so they can hold off dese thirsty hoes.

Cain lowers his gun from the building and sighs. "I'll look for Connor, stay here and scream if something else happens." before being to retrace his steps.

This could be useful next time we got an event with monsters or raiders or whatever, we can bolt the arrivals doors to prevent creatures from getting in or out of arrivals.

The NSS Aurora is CentCom's problem station, where they ship all the idiots, crazies, and other unwanted people.

Yeah, Imraj speaks a fucked-up version of punjabi and my other russian-based chars(Who don't exist on this server) speak a shit form of russian.

Here's what I'm saying, give the detective a stun revolver. There, simple, done, no more detectives shooting someone in the head for stealing their drink.

Just gonna drop my opinion. Can't an IPC be programmed to be a good head of staff? It wouldn't have emotions and would look out for NT's interests rather than anyone else's, and would be extremely loyal.

I dare someone to do a drawing of imraj in standard security gear, looks like his flavour text.

First time I played this game, a rogue AI killed me with flaming plasma as a sec borg came in to laser me to death. Second time, I had a wrestler mask on and wound up joining a gang.

Once on the 40k server I was an ork warboss and took out a whole ultramarine squad, a squad of salamanders, killed most of the station, married a female slave(Who died later), killed an oddboy that tried to usurp me, and survived an exterminus attempt. They had to blow up the whole planet to take me down.

Pretty much any sci-fi series, like 40k, star wars/trek, and SS13. Why? Because I've ALWAYS wanted to be the captain of my own space ship.

Grabbing his shotgun out of his makeshift holster, Cain looks behind him and says "Where the hell's Gideon and O'Connor?".

Imraj stares at the telescreen in his study, cleaning an newly bought shotgun. "I knew we should have fucking destroyed it..." he mutters. "Now the godamn thing knows our secrets, our plans, our fucking personal data!". Hearing a noise, Imraj checks his windows and doors, before sitting back down in his study. "I tried to stop it...shit, they're gonna fucking come after me.". Content with the state of his shotgun, Imraj sets his on his wall among an arsenal of other weaponry, from knives and curved swords to assault rifles and a LAWP. "If they come for me, I'll fucking be ready." before walking out of the room to sleep. His next shift on the Aurora was in 8 hours.

What about a leg upgrade that lets people run faster? Or an arm upgrade that gives you implanted stun knuckles.

Looks at Inis, confused, and then looks back at the building "Should we...check it out?".

That's actually a smart idea, also maybe add in bluespace belts that are like bluespace bags, but belts?

Cain finally arrives to Inis and stares at the shaking building, asking Inis "What the hell happened?!"

Get my gun ready and walk down the lit path.