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| I’ve got plenty of spessmen stories, lets see...
| It's such a neat game but I never learned to play anything but a botanican or the janitor... not msny stories in those jobs.
| oh plenty of unfortuante things can happen to a janitor
| (1) take one round i had on /tg/ for example. my name is Jeremy Mola, traitor janitor working for the Syndicate with a mission to kill an unfortunate chef. i decided to order a Syndicate Encryption Key for my radio headset, in order to coordinate with my fellow traitors. however, instead of finding other agents to work with, i heard the voices of several people with the same, odd, last name. Nuclear Operatives. sent to assassinate the Captain of this station, and activate a-
| (2) -nuclear bomb on the station, blowing it and all if its crew to smithereens, with me on it. when i first spoke to the Operatives, they were reasonably cautious. when i said hello, their first assumption was that i was a listenting post operator near the station. i explained to them that i was i fact, ON the station they plan on nuking. what happened after that is a blur, but i do remember this: the Operatives gave me very specific instructions to follow, to aid both our-
| (3) -missions. i was to purchase a syndicate space suit, which i got on dicount, and Syndicate Bomb. the bomb atrived in the form of a Suspicious Beacon, which i shoved in my bag and made my way to an airlock. i equip my menacing black and red armored space suit, looted a nearby firelocker of its o2 tank, and made my way to the exterior of security. what i did next would have to be fast and precise, with all actions happening as fast as possible. i waiting outsidd the tande of the-
| (4) *range of the* -armory’s exterior cameras and deploy the large bomb. i then armed it with its minimum, 90 second timer. i let the bomb
cook for 70 seconds before quickly moving directly to the exterior of the armory, wrenching the bomb in place, and pushing myself off the station, floating in the opposite direction. after a short time, small debris in the form of metal, plasteel, and metal rods flee past me in space, some grazing my suit, injuring me. i didn’t have to wait-
| (5) long for all my hard worm to pay off however. i floated for a short time before being welcomed into the airlock of a large, black, spaceship. the Syndicate Infiltrator. there i was healed, and returned to their base. when offered, i decided to stay on-base during their mission against the station, i had more than enough excitement for one round. the Operatives faced little resistance from the crew if the station, having lost the entire armory, the Captain was nearly defenseless
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| anyone intrested or have a funny story?