Fun round as bar tender.
Blasted Mariah Carey all round…
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I made the miner a medium sized custom shuttle so they could do asteroid mining.
Then I went bigger and made a Quantum Hub Shuttle! It was a lot of work but it looks really cool I think.
I even did piping so it would connect to the Aux shuttle port.
Unfortunately vines happened and ate the entire station like a Blob.
Ray abandoned Song. smh
The Golems also made their own shuttle!
The shuttle yet stands after all the chaos. Somewhat…
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That mining shuttle was totally not used to drop the body of shanked captain on random asteroid
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smh lol
At least it fit the Syndicate theme then?
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This shall go down into the history books, @aramix! <3
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“Forensics. FO-REN-SICS.”
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In the bustling routine of Space Station 13, Bombyx Modesta found himself entangled in the delicate threads of an unspoken yearning. The detective, with his twilight-purple wings, had secretly harbored a crush on Aaron Martin, the sturdy security officer. Bombyx’s heart fluttered like the wings that adorned him whenever Aaron was near, yet he carefully concealed his feelings, wrapped in the veil of professional camaraderie. In the labyrinth of metallic corridors, Bombyx would steal glances at Aaron, his watchful eyes tracing the contours of the security officer’s strong silhouette. His antennae quivered with nervous energy, and the subtle blush on his cheeks betrayed the emotions that he dared not express openly. The Space Station buzzed with activity, but for Bombyx, every interaction with Aaron felt like a suspended moment in time. His detective instincts allowed him to uncover the depths of his own heart, and with each passing day, the yearning within him grew stronger. Yet, Bombyx remained guarded, choosing the solitude of the observation deck to steal glimpses of Aaron. In the quiet expanse, he wrestled with his emotions, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy in the cosmic air. His investigative mind grappled with the fear of disrupting the delicate equilibrium of their friendship. As the stars cast their shimmering glow upon the Space Station, Bombyx often found himself caught between the desire to confess his feelings and the fear of altering the dynamics of their connection. He played the role of the observant detective to perfection, his heart echoing the unsolved mysteries of his own emotions. One evening, the pull of the observation deck became irresistible. Bombyx, with a mixture of trepidation and hope, ventured to join Aaron under the celestial canvas. The vastness of space mirrored the expansiveness of his emotions, and the twinkling stars whispered tales of unspoken desires. In the quiet serenity, Aaron turned to Bombyx with a warm smile. “You know, Bombyx, there’s something about the way the stars shine tonight. It’s almost as if they’re celebrating something special.” Bombyx, his heart racing, replied, “I feel it too, Aaron. It’s like the universe itself is urging us to embrace the moment.” As the evening unfolded, the unspoken tension between them lingered in the air. The observation deck, witness to their cosmic connection, held the echo of a love that surpassed the boundaries of the Space Station. Bombyx, with his twilight-purple wings and a heart full of concealed longing, stood on the precipice of a moment that could change the course of their celestial dance. And so, in the quiet expanse of the observation deck, under the watchful gaze of distant stars, Bombyx Modesta, the detective with a hidden crush, and Aaron Martin, the security officer, teetered on the edge of a revelation, their destinies entwined in the cosmic tapestry of Space Station 13.In the gentle embrace of gravity, Aaron took Bombyx’s hand. Their fingers intertwined, creating a connection that transcended the cold metal of the Space Station. Time seemed to slow as they drew closer, their breaths syncing like a celestial rhythm.n Without words, they shared a passionate gaze that spoke volumes. The magnetic pull between them intensified until, in a moment suspended in the cosmic ballet, their lips met. It was a kiss filled with the energy of a thousand stars, a culmination of emotions that defied the vastness of space. As they parted, a newfound understanding lingered in the air. The observation deck, witness to their cosmic connection, held the echo of a love that surpassed the boundaries of the Space Station. Bombyx, with his twilight-purple wings, and Aaron, bound by the threads of the universe, embraced the depth of their feelings, knowing that in the vastness of space, their love would continue to blossom like a radiant nebula. And so, in the quiet expanse of the observation deck, under the watchful gaze of distant stars, Bombyx Modesta, the detective with a hidden crush, and Aaron Martin, the security officer, teetered on the edge of a revelation, their destinies entwined in the cosmic tapestry of Space Station 13.
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310: Breaking and entering secure area.
I’m not surprised Santa is in jail, this is perfectly in character with most of the secoff mains here.
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I remember Santa’s early visit in october, I was the HoS and I even Batonged the late arrival Captain for daring to slander jolly mr Claus.
Evidently I must get on this weekend and set the record and precedent straight as the one fair and just lead of the security department.
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Why cant you just be happy 
because you arrested Santa 
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Average late-joining Captain moment.
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I just realized what this was in reference to:
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Two Syndicates were just about to be permad when Syndicate Command sent their most robust operator in for a surprise attack.
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