Okay I'm just going to share this story for my friend (Gemariah's player).
Mime. Miming it up in Paradise, all's well, all's quiet...
Clown pulls fire alarm in his office. Furthermore, starts screaming.
he is mocking the sacred "pretend to be trapped in a box" mime-art
Drag welder fuel tank up to
sacrilege, begin throwing lit matches at it.
Detective is right there watching. Doesn't arrest
heretic, but doesn't notice any spacelaw violations with what I'm doing.
Some engineer silently arrives and drags the fuel tank back to storage. I admire his style.
Oh no ambushed in maintenance while totally not looking for more fuel tanks!
X_X
Fortunately suit sensors are perfectly silent so I always turn them on, and on this station they're set up to broadcast over comms upon flatlining. It's cool, my vow only applies for as long as I live.
Rescued by friendly assistant (: Brought to medbay, stuck in cloner.
explode
somehow (lol bugs) the explosion only destroys the room, not me. Nice that everyone nearby is deaf, not so nice that the cloning room is trashed. Time to crawl to my revenge-
Traitor busts into the room and kills me again
welp
Except! Security was already en route to investigate the explosion, and brings the traitor to justice!
The day is saved ;_;7
except i'm still dead because nobody cares to rebuild the cloners, oh well
hopefully the
clown died in a fire
SS13, Paradise Station, based on a true story my friend IMed me.
Edit: Haha adding this from another round:
*gets hit by syringes, which bounce off*
Me: Good thing I wore a fire suit!
*antag gets out flame thrower and burns me alive*