You are the Captain of The Space Station.You will have a choice, and perhaps another; and then another, and another more.None of them are hard to take, as they may be to live with.Just know: It takes more than guts to run a station; you'd dare say, even, that you could benefit from losing some.
>>6450512>Go with Sergent Mundstock>Go with Sub-lieutenant Martina3 Votes, unique ID's* Knowledge Token : Upon 1st Vote selection
>>6450513>Go with Sub-lieutenant Martina
Of ruins and disastersSloth their sole cause is,it's mother of all vices,o' deadly deadly sin>>6450515* Knowledge Token : For her notable diligence in her tacks, barracks officers have given Martina the affectionate epithet: 'The Machine-gun', one which they are prone to refer to her by behind her back. Alternative documented titles of popular origin attributed to Sub-lieutenant Martina 'The Machine-gun', there too exist several, considerably less enthusiastic, if not diphemistic examples, such are the following: Sub-Machine gun Martina, Wreck-Hand Martina, Dactilophone Martina, Wet canon, [REDACTED], [REDACTED], damned glasses chic, [REDACTED], [REDACTED], match with legs, [REDACTED], [REDACTED], [REDACTED], [REDACTED], among others.What?What do you mean 'useless trivia'?
>>6450513>Go with Sergent MundstockOther is more important but can be deferred, this requires a personal touch and is urgent.
>>6450513>Go with Sergent MundstockI won't turn down an opportunity to prosecute the clownGet that clown bastard Ado
>>6450513>MartinaLet's get to the guns and stamps! Especially the stamps!!
>>6450513[I meant a total vote pool of 3, apologies to the last two voters. Current vote will need 3 votes to be chosen]>Go with Sergent Mundstock I I [X] >Go with Sub-lieutenant Martina I ` `>You follow Sergent Mundstock.The scene is chaotic, and confusing.Two, a fight. Your arrival puts the conflict to apparent pause.>Attend the corpse, have Sergent Mundstock deescalate the conflict first>Attend the conflict, have Sergent Mundstock leave and attend the corpse>Shift your attention towards the Clown3 Votes to effectuate an action, 7 pool limit, unique ID's* Knowledge Token : Upon 1st Vote selection
>>6450832
>>6450832>Attend the conflict, have Sergent Mundstock leave and attend the corpseI bet this is somehow the clown's fault.
>>6450832>Shift your attention towards the Clown
>>6450832>Shift your attention towards the ClownThe clown is acting like mime, suspicious
>>6450837The poor shall be indigent,all surly yearn beautyold men envy grandchildreno' deadly deadly sin* Knowledge Token : Segent's epithet is: 'Mundstock The Immortal'. Of all loyal canines, the most is him.
>>6450513>>6450832>>6451251Decide not to go.
>>6450832>Attend the conflict, have Sergent Mundstock leave and attend the corpse - I >Shift your attention towards the Clown - I I I [x]You go past the conflict, and walk directly towards the Clown. In the distance you hear two dogs barking, one pull's its thing out, another begins taking a leak. A motorized saw roars.Eyes of guilty, subtly defiant, imploring. Something it must have done. Nothing else worth noting occurred. The clown is trapped between you and a hard place, it is silent.> Turn around and do something about the dog first. Before Sergent gets killed.> Focus on the task at hand, glance at the severed head, then glance back at clown, expecting an answer. > "What did you do?" - Begin Interrogation, antagonize clown> "Clown, explain." - Begin Interrogation3 Votes for an action to be chosen, 9 vote pool limit, unique ID's* Knowledge Token : Upon 1st Vote selection
>>6451270>"Clown, explain." - Begin InterrogationDoes he have the divine clown spark? Or is he a mere jester?
> Focus on the task at hand, glance at the severed head, then glance back at clown, expecting an answer.Authority:Your mere presence must make this clown explain the situation, if not guilty at least a witness
>>6451270> "Clown, explain." - Begin Interrogation
>>6451308>"Clown, explain." - Begin Interrogation* Knowledge Token : This clown is scared, it's facial inputs seem to shift according to yours.It's not very funny. Sergent screams angry.
>>6451441* Knowledge Token (2/2): It's a girl.You are surprised by how much weight Sergent can lift on one finger.The cook flies across the room. The computer wrings its forearm tightly, it's right squirming, seeking what to reattach itself to. Cook still holds its blade. Sergent seems to be enjoying himself.
>>6451270>>6451443Decide not to go.
>>6450512> Focus on the task at hand, glance at the severed head, then glance back at clown, expecting an answer. - I > "Clown, explain." - Begin Interrogation - I I I [x]Something ignited this whole thing somehow. They are fighting over a corpse. The Clown tingles the bull's balls, and found out. This is insufficient.> "That's enough, Sergent." - Begin Interrogation of suspects / Give Sergent Mundstock a break> "Just what did you do? You will tell me." - Begin "Guessing what the Clown did, The minigame"3 Votes for act selection, 5 Vote pool limit, unique ID's* Action Token : Upon 1st Vote's Additional selectionAn anonymous lizard seems to crave a bite out of the decapitated head's brains. You could condemn it. Although it is an stereotype of lizard civilizations, it is true that in some cultures 'Human' meat is accepted and encouraged as a source of nourishment. Even in human aboriginal tribes, cannibalism of already deceased members has seen to be an sporadically accepted practice. You wonder what makes this act so deplorable, in a relativist civilization of science and abolition of dogmas. Human meat is legal in some contexts, you remember some imports from the Zulus. From an organic farm, ha ha. No, from donors, or such, most probably. Yes.. most probably. In the past, you have briefly considered it; you would prefer for the nutrients of your corpse to return to earth, to be eaten, by maggots or such, never cremated, never wasted ceremoniously. And if by maggots, why not by lizards?The lizard, uncommitted, almost innocently, begins to patiently stab the skull in an insistent and passive manner, seeking to get some of the head meat out. When they are dead like this, and not dying, in pain or moribund, it's hard to view corpses as humans. The meat is coming off, the lizard scrapes some and savors it.The lizard wants the brains. You yourself remember back in your youth eating cow head, cow teat, cow brains, the trifle, you could use some, they don't sell them that often anymore, 'prion disease', as if! these people cant eat anything nowadays! you just want a trifle stew again, with brains, it's not gross, its all relative, people don't get that, no, they don't. Prion disease my gaiters.You are now hungry. Hungry for trifle. The lizard seems content with its pursue, hungry as well.>Scold the Lizard before it continues further, scare it away from the head at once. "AWAY YOU"> Turn a blind eye to the lizard and its craves for head meat. Act like you didn't notice it... brains, hmm... you could really use some; it's an acquired taste.
>>6451672Decide not to go.
>>6451799A hundred stars shatter.
>>6451672> "Just what did you do? You will tell me." - Begin "Guessing what the Clown did, The minigame">Scold the Lizard before it continues further, scare it away from the head at once. "AWAY YOU"After many years, I can finally say ligger
>>6451672> "That's enough, Sergent." - Begin Interrogation of suspects / Give Sergent Mundstock a break>Scold the Lizard before it continues further, scare it away from the head at once. "AWAY YOU"
>>6451854* Action Token : "AWAY YOU"With a hiss, the lizard drops the fork embarassingly and with a rapid and epileptic motion of tailless salamander, slips away upon the your barked threat of having him court martialed.The lizard was uglier up close. Even so, your heart feels small. Hmm.. cow heart... You hope the cook's snot isn't too wrecked.
He who is eagerly hungryand to all craving gives inhas been prey to gluttonyo' deadly deadly sin>>6452077
