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First time as warden. We've got reports of santa and a maintenance chicken. A maint hobo is addicted to meth and screaming about his daughter. Nanotrasen wants santa alive. I'm trying to sort out paperwork. Despite a blob spawning in maintenance, leaving a huge gaping hole in the wall of processing, the round goes relatively smoothly. The most entertaining moment was when the hobo fucking passed through a wall in prison to the absolute bewilderment of both me and an officer. We're about 20 minutes to round end, I'm walking to and from the armory sorting things out. "Prrrison," Rikeechcreshthaa Kaytam growled over the radio. "Micheal Smith has a syndicate headset." Oh boy. The following is a dramatization. Spelling and grammar were corrected, and separate "say" instances were combined for the sake of clarity.

here's also a gif I made for my good friend buppers the diluvian clown Streaky Haddock.

Ahh, thanks everyone! I just woke up and seeing all the positive comments was an amazing way to start the day. I'll be sure to post more SS13 art here in the future! Something from discord yesterday: Doctor Rahkeeki, MD (owned by Ralta on the discord, I don't know his forum account name. haha)

Here's some art of my vulp, Tariq Yon-Dale, mostly. I like drawing cartoons first and foremost.

Name: Tariq Yon-Dale Age: 45 Gender: Male Race: Vulpkanin Blood Type: B+ General Occupational Role(s): Science - Plasma Researcher, Chemical Researcher Security - Warden or Detective Medical - Chemist, Doctor Biography: Tariq Yon-Dale was born on a trading vessel in the year 2532. The child of two medical officers, young Tariq was exposed to folk of all walks of life as he hung around the on-station clinic. Early into adulthood, he become disillusioned with the career in medicine so meticulously planned out for him - performing hired labor on merchant ships with vaguely criminal and possibly illegal clientele left a bad taste in his mouth. So he left the life of unethical, crude, and unprofessional medical practices behind to live a life of unethical, crude, but professional plasma research. Now he spends most of his days attempting to formulate the perfect plasma bomb, or occasionally detonating monkeys. Despite specializing in Plasma Research, Yon-Dale has been noted to perform duties in other departments. Experienced in a handful of medical disciplines due to his background, he's sometimes known to work on the Cyberiad Medbay as a medical doctor. He has also been seen working security, though in less combat-intense roles such as Warden and Detective. Even I get bored sometimes, you know. Qualifications: 20 years plasma research. Employment Records: Previously employed on numerous trading vessels and space stations. Now works for Nanotrasen as a Plasma Researcher, conducting experiments to determine the viability of plasma in a variety of practical applications including, but not limited to - explosives, flammable gases, respiration in carbon-based lifeforms, blood transfusions, lubricant, seasoning, energy, etc. Security Records: No outstanding criminal record. Medical Records: Respiration problems and minor lung damage from nearly lifelong exposure to plasma toxins. Yon-Dale requires a gas mask to prevent further lung damage. Despite being a Vulpkanin and covered in fur, he is very sensitive to cold and is rarely seen without a winter coat. Prolonged exposure to cosmic radiation has rendered Yon-Dale quite sensitive to Bluespace time dilation anomalies, as such he responds to things slightly slower than most people. very unflattering photo. Much too dark. Try taking one when the power isn't malfunctioning. -Tariq Personnel Photo (Appearance text): Tariq Yon-Dale is standing upright, hands behind his back as he looks into the camera with a rather intense glare. The 5 foot 11 Vulpkanin carries himself with an almost formal posture, his body language distant and almost unwelcoming. His red hair is swept back into spikes, groomed to be both formal and keep it from obstructing his vision when wearing a gas mask. His winter coat hugs his body tightly, his frame and shape almost completely obstructed by the bulky outerwear. I'd greatly prefer if you didn't take photos while I'm working. -Tariq Other Notes: All the art in here is made by me.

Oh, I've had boatloads of fun. Line starting a crab revolution. That was very fun. Also hi Streak-- I mean stranger I've never met

Howdy. The name's Fei. You may or may not know my characters Emmett Grayson, Tariq Yon-Dale, and Phyrus Zykirk. I like to play borg sometimes, but I'm easily bored and need constant variation for me to enjoy a game. it's why I've got three characters and why I scramble to change my job preferences between every round (only to get like, atmos tech or something.) I've been playing SS13 on and off for a few years, and I just recently picked it back up. Like, a few weeks or so. That recently. I'm a long time lurker and Paradise seemed like a nice blend of RP and gameplay, so I figured I'd stick around here a lot more. I like to consider myself a pacifist by necessity. I live in the philippines and my connection is at a steady 200ms. If you see any of those three boys in a round, please be kind, even if your job is to kill me - I'd love to play out me begging for my life, bargaining, or just handing you whatever you want in exchange for a favor. Definitely not a requirement, though. It's unrealistic to ask people to do that, especially when they've been hard-wired to expect getting robusted in a split second of lapsed attention. And... That's it, really. I've enjoyed my time on the Cyberiad a lot so far, and I'm looking forward to having more fun in the future.