Grongo

Loading employment file: Caleb, Unk. Race: Human Age: 17 Height: 5'11 Current Contract: Assistant, Bartender, Engineer Security Records: None. Medical Records: Recovering from recent death of father (Aaron Unk). Do not bring up this subject. Surgery details: None.

kill me.

With that aptitude for masochism and tedious, soul-crushing work, have you considered playing red-shirt? yes. same round;

why do i do this to myself

I went through the effort of spending 40 minutes of the round making a decatesla only to release it because i was a traitor with escape alone objective why do i do this to myself.

Thanks for the info. I'll definitely add that.

Loading employment file: Kang, Unk. Race: Tajaran Age: 27 [*4] Height: 5'11 Current Contract: Nanotrasen Representative, Botanist, Engineer. Security Records: Known to be a past syndicate operative. Currently serving a sentence for attempted murder. Medical Records: Any interaction with Kang should be recorded by the psychiatrist. The tajaran is a past IPC, resulting in a fragmented idea of what is right and wrong to do to a biological entity. Surgery details: Yakihkraekhekh had performed a transfer from positronic brain to real one through the use of surgery, cloning, and volunteers. Araris Valerian, and K.A.N.G. were the two volunteers. The surgery was a success, marking the first IPC to be transferred to an organic body.

insulated gloves should negate that to like 5%

i just accidently surfed through fourty pages cause i thought i was only five pages away from the last page. i do not mind this

i mean kang has like twelve chassis' if you /really/ need one but then again all of his are cannibalized from other dead IPCs.

Name: K.A.N.G Klein Academic Neuron Generation Race: IPC Sex: Null Occupation: Freelance Worker Age: 4 Chassis Type: Unbranded ((backstory, do not open if textwalls freak you out)) ((WIP. Will update and condense regularly.))

Simple story. I was playing K.A.N.G, doing my rounds as a scientist. I'd basically maxxed out research, so I had a bag of holding on me. Out of nowhere, as I really hadnt been paying attention to the radio NAR-SIE HAS RISEN I go over to R&D, grabbing a bag of holding from the protolathe before running towards Nar-Nar, letting loose the power of the singulo upon the beast, hoping to slow it down. The singulo ate nar-sie. i spent the rest of the round confused in deadchat.

whats with the diona in the final picture, upper left.

I dissapeared a while back, no warning, nata. Sorry about that. When I poofed, it was because my brother ended up getting into a car accident. Lucky bastard's survived two now and I've basically been off byond because I wanted to spend alot more time with him during his recovery. But yeah, I'm back. Hoping for some fun times.