aight g so the story goes a bit like
me n the cargo boys thought it was lings or some shit so we decided to get weapons, as per cargo always does
power went out, all my cargo teccies are nowhere to be seen, only homie i got with me is my broseph @fighterslam the miner of pussy shafts
i decide to check on the armory sec because you know, it’s probably lings, and lings have a habit of autism screeching the combat ability out of sec officers, and it’s my holy duty as the quartermaster to be the captain when the rest of the command structure is gone
since the power is out on account of the power sink, i don’t really need an ID card or anything like that, i can just crowbar my way through the doors
i crowbar my way through the doors
by the time i hit the security gear room and see that sec is doing fine, and the armory has gone rather surprisingly unlooted, armsky gets aggroed by my validhunting bat in my hand, i take this as my cue to return to everett back in cargo
literally as i am running away, you get aggroed by me being in sec, which is somewhat understandable, and start popping off at me with the dumbass lookin megaphone, like bro, just get energy bolas and put them in your bag or some shit
i decide to keep fleeing, up above the gulag teleporter into the brig infirmary, through the maintenance tunnel there, past the vault, and into the cargo warehouse, because this is meta station, and the maint connecting cargo and brig is actually surprisingly short
you opt to pursue me through the maintenance, where we then catch up with one another inside the cargo warehouse, you pop off about 3 megaphone snares and i dodge literally all of them, fleeing into the main cargo bay, because this is cargo and i got the home field advantage here
as you’re pursuing me into the main cargo bay, you hit yourself with one of your own megaphone snares (what did i say about energy bolas being superior), which is understandable considering the debuff that all sec get in cargo, as well as the close quarters of the cargo warehouse
seeing that i have the upper hand, i rush back into the cargo warehouse with my baseball bat, and since you’re slowed down by the snare, and the baseball bat absolutely fucking shreds in close quarters, you end up getting fucking sodomized by my cargonian baseball bat
after that, everett shows up and we robust owen mcbruh togethor, a cracker with the contract kit, sleeping carp, and other traitor shit
to be straight with you that round was a shitshow in all regards because we got fuckin hotel staff and the captain murderboning as non antags with the his grace
i was gonna legitimately build a comms console in cargo and end our torture, had it not been for the combined efforts of the floor clown and the murderboning captain armed with a golden his grace
but tbh you kinda were the one to shoot first and pursue me as well
also if you’ve seen me play any other roles than QM, you would know that i would know what the hell a dragNET is