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Here's the abandoned factory/office floating in [[Space]], wayyyy below [[Research Sector#Atlas|Researchia/Scientopia]], where <strike>babies are made</strike> [[Ghostdrone|drones]] are born. This rather unwelcoming land contains little besides boxes of emptiness and vestiges of lives once lived for neither humans nor the ghostdrones produced, who must, after a short time, must depart from their dispenser and make a lonesome trek to the even more unwelcoming lands of Atlas. | Here's the abandoned factory/office floating in [[Space]], wayyyy below [[Research Sector#Atlas|Researchia/Scientopia]], where <strike>babies are made</strike> [[Ghostdrone|drones]] are born. This rather unwelcoming land contains little, besides boxes of emptiness and vestiges of lives once lived, for neither humans nor the ghostdrones produced, who must, after a short time, must depart from their dispenser and make a lonesome trek to the even more unwelcoming lands of Atlas. | ||
Go here as the living if you are bored and wish to see the process of drone manufacturing, less if you want a warm fulfilling chat with creatures who near deny your existence. | Go here as the living if you are bored and wish to see the process of drone manufacturing, less if you want a warm fulfilling chat with creatures who near deny your existence. |
Revision as of 02:27, 15 May 2019
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Here's where babies are made drones are born. It is a mostly abandoned satellite located just north east of the station, directly across from port stern solar arrays. This rather unwelcoming satellite contains a few supplies for the drones, who after a period of time are forcefully ejected from their home and into the wilderness that is the station.
Go here as the living if you are bored and wish to see the process of drone manufacturing, less if you want a warm fulfilling chat with creatures who near deny your existence.
Go here as a ghost if you tire of the weariness of the afterlife.
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Apathetic drone dispenser. | |
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Here's where babies are made drones are born. It is a mostly abandoned satellite located just west of the station, directly across from the Main Hangar. This rather unwelcoming satellite contains a few supplies for the drones, who after a period of time are forcefully ejected from their home and into the wilderness that is the station.
Go here as the living if you are bored and wish to see the process of drone manufacturing, less if you want a warm fulfilling chat with creatures who near deny your existence.
Go here as a ghost if you tire of the weariness of the afterlife.
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Apathetic drone dispenser. | |
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Here's where babies are made drones are born. It is a mostly forgotten corner of the maintenance tunnels below Cargo that for some reason connects to the main hallway, which must provide a lot of confusion for any random Staff Assistant who happens to wander into this place. This rather unwelcoming alcove contains a few supplies for the drones, who after a period of time are forcefully ejected from their home and into the wilderness that is the station.
Go here as the living if you are bored and wish to see the process of drone manufacturing, less if you want a warm fulfilling chat with creatures who near deny your existence.
Go here as a ghost if you tire of the weariness of the afterlife.
Ghost Drone Factory | |
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Apathetic drone dispenser. | |
Everyone |
Here's where babies are made drones are born. It is an unmanned, barely habitable satellite located just west of the station, directly across from the Courtroom. This rather austere, unwelcoming satellite contains various strange machines for converting Ghosts into Ghostdrones, who after a period of time, are forcefully ejected from their home and into the wilderness that is the station.
Go here as the living if you are bored and wish to see the process of drone manufacturing, less if you want a warm fulfilling chat with creatures who near deny your existence.
Go here as a ghost if you tire of the weariness of the afterlife.
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Apathetic drone dispenser. | |
Everyone |
Here's where babies are made drones are born. It is a mostly abandoned satellite located a little bit northwest of Medbay. This rather unwelcoming satellite contains a few supplies for the drones, who after a period of time are forcefully ejected from their home and into the wilderness that is the station.
Go here as the living if you are bored and wish to see the process of drone manufacturing, less if you want a warm fulfilling chat with creatures who near deny your existence.
Go here as a ghost if you tire of the weariness of the afterlife.
Ghost Drone Factory | |
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Apathetic drone dispenser. | |
Everyone |
Here's where babies are made drones are born. It is a mostly abandoned factory located a little bit south and a slightly longer bit west of the QM's Office. This rather unwelcoming workshop contains a few supplies for the drones, who after a period of time must embark on a lonesome trek to the station. They cannot stay; there is nothing here but the roadside debris of the human precursors who once supervised this factory and their deserted warehouse, empty save for some ABC-U units.
Go here as the living if you are bored and wish to see the process of drone manufacturing, less if you want a warm fulfilling chat with creatures who near deny your existence.
Go here as a ghost if you tire of the weariness of the afterlife.
Ghost Drone Factory | |
Location | |
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Apathetic drone dispenser. | |
Everyone |
Here's the abandoned factory/office floating in Space, wayyyy below Researchia/Scientopia, where babies are made drones are born. This rather unwelcoming land contains little, besides boxes of emptiness and vestiges of lives once lived, for neither humans nor the ghostdrones produced, who must, after a short time, must depart from their dispenser and make a lonesome trek to the even more unwelcoming lands of Atlas.
Go here as the living if you are bored and wish to see the process of drone manufacturing, less if you want a warm fulfilling chat with creatures who near deny your existence.
Go here as a ghost if you tire of the weariness of the afterlife.