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Gibbed #3 not working for anyone else?
Or 4 :/
/tg/station has less random 12 yr old griefers, but more experienced griefers and lots of trolls.
How come gibbed 3 and 4 don't work for me?
so i haven't played this since like, may. is it still the 'oh god the station's blowing apart due to incompetence' game i remember?
You are not logged into byond or do not have it running.
Oh god, i remember this, taking the toolbox and breaking the windows! SO MUCH FUN!
It'd be really elaborate, and the station would PROBABLY be in ruins beforehand, but it'd be great if pulled off.
-SNIP dobule post-
Is there any special way to mutate plants? I wouldn't mind making a man-eater or sentient tomato.
And why does this tomato seem to bend light a bit?
What's the point of the boxer job? To keep people entertained with one-on-one combat? I don't remember any boxing matches or such being held last I played. vv
My killer tomato army shall rule all
How do you grow explosive tomatoes?
I once beat a Clown in a boxing match. I had a hardhat on, so it blocked some hits. I kept on hitting on his face, until he gave up. He said some awesome stuff, too.
"Just a clown and his will to SUUUUURVIVE!" and "I have been out honked."
Well shit. I dropped a mutagen-smoke grenade with 12 seconds left in the game (I figured no one would mind being blind or deaf, y'know. The game was almost over. I was still testing smoke grenades), when I was suddenly banned
Apparently the RD dropped a napalm-smoke grenade, so I got the blame for that, and they thought the mutagen was actually acid, due to them both being green, so I got banned for two things I didn't do. It was only 3500 minutes, so I don't care, but I still fear a job ban. :(
Damn that sucks, were you mr, beebsky by chance? Because if so you deserved it.
RAINBOW WEED IS DRAGONS. That is all.
Fuck I had a great round. I was Vice Cop and I had a black partner who also might as well have been Vice Cop. We turned the station upside down looking for drugs and busting dealers and crackheads. Then the revs came. It all ended in a cinematic chase/battle where I was knocked unconscious and thought for dead, but when I got up my partner was dying next to me, rev head was still floored and the other rev head was trying to shoot me with his revolver so I picked up an energy sword and sliced the both of them to death. Then we won.
What are the new recipes for Chemist? And whats an entertaining job?
I was the clown and broke into the RD's office while he was away. So I put my PDA infront of the door and then a locker on top of my PDA so when the RD walked in he slipped and fell. Welded him into the locker and then got the door welded shut. Broke into toxins storage and flooded his office with plasma, dropped the welder, room immediately ignites, and got the AI to let me out.
Too bad I died like 3 minutes later from a toolbox. RD was pretty pissed in ghostchat.
Didn't get banned though :gizz:
napalm nade is epic
Do we even have a facepunch server?
How come this monkey won't die of strangulation? How do I strangle things?
How do you cut throats with the razor blade?
Plasma + Acid + Sugar in a beaker...
Potassium + Phosphorous in another..
I melted the whole chemistry down accidentally.
I had the most epic round. As captain, I stayed on computer for half round, then when syndies where found called shuttle. Then I donned my space suit, got my phaser, then had an epic space battle with a syndie. I shot him, knocking him unconcious, then tried to beat him to death. Then he awoke, and flung me into the abyss. Luckily, I had my jetpack. I turned it on, and came right back. HE dropped his energy sword and flew away. That was awesome.
What is this I get banned for 20 days because I flashed the useless boxer, stripped him of his clothes, and began cutting his brain out to make a brand new cyborg as roboticist. Just because he didn't consent to it the admins all go up in my ass. I don't complain when shit like this happens to me. And it's boring as hell pretending to be and actual barber or some other shitty job without disposing of people.
Why in the world would the barber have chairs that strap people in if he wasn't meant for disfiguring faces with his razor. Tsk tsk tsk
I love it when you don't get the job you want, because you usually end up pretending to be it anyway. I wanted to be roboticist but got doctor, so loaded up a medical belt with syringes of sleep toxin and toxin and used the syringe gun to fill the current roboticist who shoo'd me away up, and shat on his body.
Zombie rounds with clown traitor is the best combination ever.
Just the sheer horror of the clown abducting everyone in his car.
Then the zombies.