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So instead of having a weary old chat with the other salty [[ghost]] you've decided to become a '''Drone'''. Drones are compact mechanical beings that seem to bare some loyalty to Nanotrasen infrastructure and a less loyal, somewhat aloof attitude to the [[human|other]] [[cyborg|beings]] that live there. Your task as a drone is simple | So instead of having a weary old chat with the other salty [[ghost]] you've decided to become a '''Drone'''. Drones are compact mechanical beings that seem to bare some loyalty to Nanotrasen infrastructure and a less loyal, somewhat aloof attitude to the [[human|other]] [[cyborg|beings]] that live there. Your task as a drone is simple; repair the damage that has been or inevitably will be done by the careless crew members for the rest of your prolonged existence ''or'' create a cool hat club (no humans allowed) and moan when [[geneticist|someone]] interrupts it and brings you back to the living. | ||
Revision as of 00:10, 27 June 2016
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| Mugshot | Job Title | Description | Difficulty | Access |
| 64px | AI | Get bored. Open doors. Turn the airbridges off. | Psychologically devastating | Everything |
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Cyborg | Ignore the AI, play dress-up. Write "fart" in tiles at escape, run out of power. | Hard | Everything |
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Drone | Do the engineer's job. Completely ignore all other sentient life, whilst fumbling through their clothing for hats | Easy | Maintenance |
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Monkey | Become the chef's assistant. Get put on the spike for sandwich pizza pie. | Nightmarish | Depends on job, walk under tables |
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Cluwne | HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK!!!!! | KILL ME PLEASE IT HURTS TO LIVE HONK HONK!!! | Removed |
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Ghost | Whine in deadchat. Desperately try to make Robotics and Genetics remember your corpse. Show off your haircut. | Spooky | Irrelevant |
So instead of having a weary old chat with the other salty ghost you've decided to become a Drone. Drones are compact mechanical beings that seem to bare some loyalty to Nanotrasen infrastructure and a less loyal, somewhat aloof attitude to the other beings that live there. Your task as a drone is simple; repair the damage that has been or inevitably will be done by the careless crew members for the rest of your prolonged existence or create a cool hat club (no humans allowed) and moan when someone interrupts it and brings you back to the living.
Becoming a drone: The ghost factory
Your lil' laws
Your itsy bitsy interface
Your teeny tiny tools
| Sundance | |
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Apathetic drone dispenser. | |
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Everyone | |