Mrs Dobbins
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Real Synthetic hours.
*buzz that fukken reply button if you ain't charging.
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Athena´s futa donger is the best thing on the station.
DANG right
Am I in trouble again?
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Am american, but half my family hails from the Englands
People are always commenting on the accent...
An accent? *dramatically faints*
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In all my experience with SS13, I have never had a steal and a "glorious death" objective.
And it is a fun way to end a round- instead of just hiding in a locker in maint and then skulking onto the pod like a wuss in order to see your sweet sweet greentext, its way more fun to Banzai-charge the bridge with bombs implanted or whatever creative idea you can come up with.
It is, by definition an open-ended objective- all you have to do is end up dead at the end, oh and make sure that the death is cool.
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ALL HAIL WALTER, PRINCE OF PAPERWORK.
ALL HAIL WALTER, BRINGER OF MECH JUSTICE.
ALL HAIL WALTER, PROTECTOR OF CARGO.
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I'm pretty sure I managed to annoy you to the point where you just tossed my wrecked and broken chassis at robotics one time. good times.
Look out for me, I'm Dank Droid, the Lean Green Meme Machine.
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I'm from INGURLHUUUND, land of Imperialism, alcoholics, ugly people, ships, football hooligans, decent ale and greasy food.
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Metal (the music) is for children.
Metal (the material) owns and is great.
My favorite metal is Vanadium as it is malleable yet will resist abuse, making it great for tools and it is unreactive so it is useful for making Fusion reactors.
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The ability to turn into a Salmon, Swordfish or Seal, as swimming fast is always a useful power.
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iirc when you mine out an asteroid tile when the turfs next to it have air, that turf will 101.4 kPa of air.
Atmos doens't spread like that under LINDA. I will check but I've always been "pushed" by the air and the more you mind in gulag the less pressure the gulag has as it spreads out.
Last time I mined with an atmosphere was pre-/tg/ mining, so I may be wrong.
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Goin' back to Tangier
With some Jordans and a spear
Post-Christian shit
Post-chicken-or-the-egg-addiction shit
Pass the sherm stick
Neo-reality
Be the freak you wanna see
Just don't follow me
I'm on a journey to the center of three
Grab your fucking chain and drag you through the bike lane
While everybody's like (Nooooo!)
I got this pregnant snake; stay surrounded by long hairs
A plethora of maniacs and spiral stairs
Make your water break in the Apple Store
Sink or swim, who fucking cares
Cut the birth cords
Press send
Yeah, thick
Gaga can't handle this shit
Headed for the Sammy Davis wing
Throw up a black hole at the entrance of Linens-n-Things
On the way
Never call it a day
Visit Tesla's grave for the ninth time today
Still on the way
Bigger wigs
I'm in your area
I know the first three numbers
I'm in
When you come out
Your shit is gone
You'll catch a jpeg to the head
über reach
You're an intern
I'm Wikileaks
Most loved, therefore most hated
Come and knock on the door, we've been waiting for you
Game changer
Reclusive-aggressive
Ying-ing and yang-ing, noided
Info warrior, Jack the Hacker
The rolling stoner, puffin' on disaster
My existence is a momentary lapse of reason
Got the DNA of gothic lemons
Shred it thirteen times out of eleven
Your bad ideas are the ATM
Shed my skin
Leave it for the homeless to sleep in
Prodigal, fuck that, nautical
Teachin' bitches how to swim
I'm in your area
I know the first three numbers
I'm in
When you come out
Your shit is gone
Now backstroke
Through your k-hole
Don't run, you might slip
The table's flipped, now we got all the coconuts, bitch!
Burmese babies under each arm
Screaming beautiful songs
The cray-cray ultra-contrarian
Havin' conversations with your car alarm
When you come out, your shit is gone
Soon your crew will be serving sandwiches named after me
Vietnamese style, fool, please
Front row at the mass games
Untracable by name
You speak of us in certain circles, you will be dethroned or detained
I'm in your area
I know the first three numbers
I'm in
When you come out
Your shit is gone
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SPEZZ confirmed for semi-dank IPC.
I think I was once brigged by you. Good times.
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World's most T R U E P A T R I C I A N Robot/10
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iirc when you mine out an asteroid tile when the turfs next to it have air, that turf will 101.4 kPa of air. Plus putting gulag where the Research outpost wouldn't make escaping much harder- you'd have to tunnel down half of the map in to get the hardsuit and then just retrace your steps and grab the pod.
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I am not the prettiest princess in all the land.
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Goon has this. The AI can have mobile chassis.
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Spooky skeleton from an overrated game/10
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Le Ebin 13Chag shitpost m8. If this was le reddit, it would get a million upboats!
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Whenever it starts happening.
If not that, then some psychedelic or prog rock like Hawkwind, Yes, King Crimson, or Rick Wakeman or just some old-school east coast hip-hop.
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Cringy pleb-tier Grey knights.
Marysue/10
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Are those ears?
Jesus christ
3/10 I'm horrified by those ear things.
Sig thats so twee I almost threw up/10
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I want a blade runner mode where a number of antags are replicants, and they have to survive to the end of the round whilst a group of Blade Runners have to hunt them. Bonus points if they have to find them by seeing if they have empathy or not.
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I can't. I'm not Zaphod Beeblebrox. I don't have the necessary third arm I'd need to use hotkeys.
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RIP goatmum/10
On the purpose of the IRC
in Public Archives
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From my expeirence with the IRC, it is more of a hangout where a few Paradise regulars and staff chill, the conversation is rarely focused around the Server (when there is a conversation at all) and about a quarter of the regulars don't even play on Paradise.