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Your '''Job''' is what NanoTrasen has assigned you to do aboard [[Virgo Orbital Research Establishment]]. It defines what equipment you start with, your ID card access, and what you're actually supposed to be doing. | Your '''Job''' is what NanoTrasen has assigned you to do aboard [[Virgo Orbital Research Establishment]]. It defines what equipment you start with, your ID card access, and what you're actually supposed to be doing <s>when not being eaten.</s> | ||
Some useful links: | Some useful links: | ||
*[[Character Creation]] | |||
*[[Chain of Command]] | |||
*[[Standard Operating Procedure]] | |||
*[[Guides]] | |||
*[[Tips]] | |||
*[[Job Selection and Assignment]] | |||
*[[Identifying Antagonists]] | |||
It is also advised to read up about [[Corporate Regulations]], so you know your rights. | |||
{| | Due to equal rights laws, you might encounter some interesting new [[Species]] working alongside you. | ||
!style="background-color: | ==Heads of Staff== | ||
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!style="background-color: | {| style="background-color:#EEEEEF;" width="80%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="1" | ||
! style="background-color:#0b60e8;" width="200" |Job | |||
! style="background-color:#0b60e8;" |Role | |||
! style="background-color:#0b60e8;" width="100" |Difficulty | |||
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![[File: | ![[File:Colony Director.png|link=Colony Director|64px]]<br>[[Site Manager]] | ||
| | |Oversee Virgo Orbital Research Establishment and its staff. Coordinate the heads of each department. <s>Eat a [[CentCom Officer]] after they attempt to demote you, order security to eat the [[Emergency Response Team|ERT]] sent to investigate their disappearance.</s> Become a shining example of upholding [[SOP]] and [[Corporate Regulations]]. Use your translocator <s>to warp straight into a sly predator's stomach</s> to get around faster. Use your energy gun on <s>hungry assistants</s> grubs. | ||
! | !Hard | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File:HeadOfPersonnel.png|link=Head of Personnel]]<br>[[Head of Personnel]] | ![[File:HeadOfPersonnel.png|link=Head of Personnel|64px]]<br>[[Head of Personnel]] | ||
| | |Be in charge of personnel and the service department. Reassign crew to jobs upon request. <s>Never bother asking the head of a department before putting a psychopath in the job.</s> Wonder where the [[Colony Director]] went. Try to act as the voice of reason between the Head of Security's Militarism and the Site Manager's Authoritarianism. Rub the fact that you're the de facto second-in-command in everyone else's faces. Wonder why your holdout gun has so few shots well after it's [[Guide to Vore|too late]]. | ||
!Hard | !Hard | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File:Generic_hos.png|link=Head of Security]]<br>[[Head of Security]] | ![[File:Generic_hos.png|link=Head of Security|64px]]<br>[[Head of Security]] | ||
| | |Oversee your [[Security Officer|Security Officers]] and uphold [[Corporate Regulations]] or die trying. <s>Bellybrig criminals without a second thought.</s> <s>Commit war crimes without a second thought.</s> <s>Shoot a IA Agent for "Mutiny" when they attempt to fax Centcom about your war crimes.</s> Wear your cool [[voidsuit]] that looks about as imposing as the rest of your edgy wardrobe. Order more ridiculous equipment for your already-gigantic armory. | ||
!Medium to Hard | |||
|- | |- | ||
![[File:Chief_Engineer_2.png|link=Chief Engineer]]<br>[[Chief Engineer]] | ![[File:Chief_Engineer_2.png|link=Chief Engineer|64px]]<br>[[Chief Engineer]] | ||
|Direct the | |Direct your [[Station Engineer|Engineers]]. Get cool power tools and a sleek [[hardsuit]]. Berate the engine tech for using Nitrogen. Call out the lazy [[Atmospheric Technician|Atmospheric Tech]] for not optimizing Atmospherics. Fix disasters once your engineers rush to the dorms immediately after everything is setup. Get yelled at by the [[Colony Director]] when nothing is fixed within two minutes of something breaking. Have the best pet on the station. | ||
!Hard | !Hard | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File:ResearchDirector.png|link=Research Director]]<br>[[Research Director]] | ![[File:ResearchDirector.png|link=Research Director|64px]]<br>[[Research Director]] | ||
| | |<s>Attempt to</s> direct the Research department. End up just counseling newer [[Scientist|Scientists]] on where to find everything to max research levels. Prepare for the worst when Xenobiology mentions they have orange slimes. Watch Xenobotany go up in a cloud of smoke when they grow explosive corn. Witness an intern make an integrated circuit with the power of seven suns shoved inside. Butt heads with the QM over who's in charge of resources. Wonder why no research has been conducted for four hours. Run your mouth about [[Bluespace]]. Pet Kendrick. | ||
!Medium | !Medium | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Generic cmo.png|link=Chief Medical Officer|64px]]<br>[[Chief Medical Officer]] | ||
| | |Direct your [[Medical Doctor|soldiers]] in the warzone known as the Infirmary. Fill in for positions that other doctors do not know how to do. Accidentally donate all your blood restocking the resleever. Screech when an EMT sets cryo to 0 Kelvin. Frown furiously when the chemist renames KeloDerm to "Dermotane." Completely forget about medical records. Genuinely smile when you're thanked in an otherwise thankless job. Point to the "NO SMOKING" sign. <s>Get eaten by Runtime for being a micro.</s> | ||
!<font color="red">Soul Crushing</font> | |||
|} | |} | ||
== | ==Security== | ||
{| | {| style="background-color:#ffeaea;" width="80%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="1" | ||
!style="background-color:#dd3e40;" width=200|Job | ! style="background-color:#dd3e40;" width="200" |Job | ||
!style="background-color:#dd3e40;" |Role | ! style="background-color:#dd3e40;" |Role | ||
!style="background-color:#dd3e40;" width=100|Difficulty | ! style="background-color:#dd3e40;" width="100" |Difficulty | ||
|- | |||
![[File:Generic_security.png|link=Security Officer|64px]]<br>[[Security Officer]] | |||
|Ask [[Head of Security|your boss]] what to do. Get told to patrol wherever. Frequent the bar because that's where all the filthy criminals hang out. Rush to an assault call and find out it's just two people in a scene. Listen as they berate you in LOOC. <s>Bellybrig without looking at prefs. Get bwoinked.</s> Get your stunbaton disarmed and hide behind a window to use your taser. Accidentally let go of a suspect when you try handing them to the [[Warden]]. | |||
!Medium | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Warden.png|link=Warden|64px]]<br>[[Warden]] | |||
|Kick back and doze off in your office. Observe <s>ERP</s> crime from afar with your sick binoculars. Order a riding crop to <s>abuse</s> discipline prisoners. Shoot your shotgun at prisoners from the catwalks. <s>Watch one prisoner eat another.</s> Froth at the mouth when a virus blasts the brig. <s>Leave handcuffs on your prisoners for kinky roleplay.</s> ''Only'' timeskip vore offenses, everything else (resisting arrest, sparking a manhunt, etc) '''does not''' get timeskipped. | |||
!Medium | |||
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![[File: | ![[File:Detective.png|link=Detective|64px]]<br>[[Detective]] | ||
| | |Swab everything. Scan everything. Analyze everything. Everything everything. Wave your gold holobadge around. Investigate a kidnapping. <s>Get kidnapped yourself.</s> Drink your sorrows away at the bar. <s>Tip your hat.</s> Lose your gun. Start an investigation into who stole your gun. Swab everything. Scan everything. Ad infinitum. | ||
!Hard | !Hard | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Ia_consultant.png|link=Internal Affairs|64px]]<br>[[Internal Affairs|Internal Affairs Agent]] | ||
| | |Get summoned by pubbies that are accused of actual crimes more than people accused of crimes that genuinely deserve your attention. Sit in your office positioned on an eerily quiet floor. <s>Put the ''internal'' in internal affairs when you get eaten.</s> Send faxes to CC on rare occasion. | ||
!Medium to Hard | |||
|} | |||
==Engineering== | |||
{| style="background-color:#FFFFDD;" width="80%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="1" | |||
! style="background-color:yellow;" width="200" |Job | |||
! style="background-color:yellow;" |Role | |||
! style="background-color:yellow;" width="100" |Difficulty | |||
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![[File:StationEngineer.png|link=Station Engineer|64px]]<br>[[Station Engineer]] | |||
|Ask the [[Chief Engineer]] if you can start the engine. Get denied. Try to keep track of all the ridiculous steps they take to optimize the setup. Consolidate the solar SMES coils. Flip tables once grubs show up thirty minutes into the shift. Try to understand the pipes in Atmos and get chased out by [[Atmospheric Technician|the baron of the land]] <s>who wasn't doing anything before you showed up anyway.</s> Realize there's nothing left to do and disasters only happen when you go to the dorms. | |||
!Hard | !Hard | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:AtmosphericTechnician.png|link=Atmospheric Technician|64px]]<br>[[Atmospheric Technician]] | ||
| | |Fix pipes. Place pipes. If people are telling you that you're useless, then you probably haven't failed at your job <s>yet</s>, and people are breathing safely. Max all the pumps. Unclog the algae generators. Cry when superheated Phoron comes tunneling down the scrubber pipes when you haven't even bothered setting up the purge valves. | ||
!Hard | !Hard | ||
|} | |} | ||
== | ==Cargo and Supply== | ||
{| | {| style="background-color:#FFFFDD;" width="80%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="1" | ||
!style="background-color:orange;" width=200|Job | ! style="background-color:orange;" width="200" |Job | ||
!style="background-color:orange;" |Role | ! style="background-color:orange;" |Role | ||
!style="background-color:orange;" width=100|Difficulty | ! style="background-color:orange;" width="100" |Difficulty | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Quartermaster.png|link=Quartermaster|64px]]<br>[[Quartermaster]] | ||
| | |Pretend to be a head of staff. Listen to the Head of Personnel anyway <s>because you have to.</s> Remind the Research Director he isn't your boss. Uphold bureaucracy and paperwork. Watch people just scribble silly words on a piece of paper asking for crayons to chew on anyway. Order carpet and foam swords and knight visitors into your kingdom. Tell miners not to get eaten by the wildlife. <s>Break into a weapon crate; get gunned down by sec.</s> | ||
!Medium | !Medium | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:CargoTechnician.png|link=Cargo Technician|64px]]<br>[[Cargo Technician]] | ||
| | |Move freight. <s>Almost get sold by your boss on account of how useless you are.</s> Send empty implanters back to medical and screech that they can be refilled. Get ignored because ''no one cares''. Watch idiots fly onto the conveyor with every bone broken and four different instances of internal bleeding. <s>Eat them.</s> | ||
! | !Easy | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:ShaftMiner.png|link=Shaft Miner|64px]]<br>[[Shaft Miner]] | ||
| | |Ask for a mining mech. Get ignored and mine with your <s>bare hands</s> drill and satchel. Accidentally destroy an artifact and get assblasted with radiation. Die alone and cold because you're out of sensors range. Throw your hands up in the air when you find diamonds. Get yelled at by Research when there aren't enough diamonds. Never get thanked for your efforts. | ||
!Easy | !Easy | ||
|} | |||
==Medical== | |||
{| style="background-color:#c3dfe0;" width="80%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="1" | |||
! style="background-color:#19ccd6;" width="200" |Job | |||
! style="background-color:#19ccd6;" |Role | |||
! style="background-color:#19ccd6;" width="100" |Difficulty | |||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:MedicalDoctor.png|link=Medical Doctor|64px]]<br>[[Medical Doctor]] | ||
| | |Hawk over suit sensors. Ask people to turn around for implants. Continue waiting until they do. Slam dunk people into the body scanner. Operate on all of a patient's limbs at the same time. Use opiates willy-nilly. Fold scan reports into paper airplanes. Ask for ridiculous custom medicine mixes. Wordlessly inject/shove pills into someone's mouth when they ask for treatment. Shake your fist at the patient's right to refuse treatment. Scene in the infirmary instead of the dorms because something is bound to happen sooner or later. | ||
!Medium | !Medium / Hard | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Paramedic.png|link=Paramedic|64px]]<br>[[Paramedic]] | ||
| | |Sprint out the door at the first mention of injury. Sigh when no one tells their position and only screams for help. Toss people onto your roller bed and stabilize their critical injuries. <s>Realize you don't have medkits</s> Laugh because you have a belt full of bottles of medicine. <s>Realize you don't have access</s> Laugh because you brought the [[Hardsuit#Rescue Hardsuit|Hardsuit]] and can gain access to pretty much anywhere someone is injured. | ||
! | !Hard | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Psychologist.png|link=Psychologist|64px]]<br>[[Psychologist]] | ||
| | |Genuinely listen to the crew's problems. Assist them in identifying the underlying issues and how to overcome them. <s>Declare people mentally ill after they escape being your dinner.</s> Conduct different types of therapies. Get a cool, roomy office <s>which is basically a bigger dorm room to do lewd stuff</s>. | ||
! | !Mind Bending | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Chemist.png|link=Chemist|64px]]<br>[[Chemist]] | ||
| | |Push buttons on the chemical dispenser. Find yourself unable to recall the recipes for medicines but do them anyway because it's all muscle memory at this point. Stock the h*ck out of the fridge with medicine that most doctors will probably just overlook. Ask mining for Phoron sheets for fun slime reactions. Make pills sometimes. Act surprised when someone actually comes in with a prescription. | ||
!Easy | !Easy | ||
|} | |} | ||
== | ==Research== | ||
{| style="background-color:#EEEEFF;" width="80%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="1" | |||
{| | ! style="background-color:#DDA0DD;" width="200" |Job | ||
!style="background-color:#DDA0DD;" width=200|Job | ! style="background-color:#DDA0DD;" |Role | ||
!style="background-color:#DDA0DD;" |Role | ! style="background-color:#DDA0DD;" width="100" |Difficulty | ||
!style="background-color:#DDA0DD;" width=100|Difficulty | |||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Scientist.png|link=Scientist|64px]]<br>[[Scientist]] | ||
| | |Put things in an analyzer and watch numbers go up on a console. Rush research levels within minutes. Nag mining for diamonds. Make upgraded machine parts for departments. Shoot fuel rods at high velocity just because you can. Singe your eyebrows off. <s>Fall over the railing.</s> | ||
!Medium | !Medium | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Roboticist.png|link=Roboticist|64px]]<br>[[Roboticist]] | ||
| | |Make robits that go beep boop. Unleash an army of cleanbots that all give up and get lost sooner or later. Accidentally turn on the farmbot's setting to harvest and stare in awe when hydroponics is filled to the brim with plants. Build cool stompy mechs. Look suspicious when you ask security for a helmet and baton to build securitrons. Repair synthetic crew on occasion. | ||
! | !Easy | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Xenobiologist.png|link=Scientist#Xenobiology|64px]]<br>[[Xenobiologist]] | ||
| | |Breed gooey slimes. Love the slimes. Watch when one slime decides to bully another because their color is different. Teach them speech. Accidentally put an amber with other slimes and get overrun with constantly repopulating slimes. <s>Get your DNA digested.</s> | ||
! | !Death | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Xenobiologist.png|link=Scientist#Xenobiology|64px]]<br>[[Xenobotanist]] | ||
| | |Destroy your lab when you create a plant that grows plasma. Be slightly safer than the Xenobiologist. <s>Get eaten by sentient plants.</s> | ||
!Medium | !Medium | ||
|} | |||
==Service and Civilian== | |||
{| style="background-color:#CFDBC5;" width="80%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="1" | |||
! style="background-color:#577A3A;" width="200" |Job | |||
! style="background-color:#577A3A;" |Role | |||
! style="background-color:#577A3A;" width="100" |Difficulty | |||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Assistant.png|link=Assistant|64px]]<br>[[Visitor]] | ||
| | |Run around without a job and be lazy. <s>Get eaten.</s> Backseat professionals and tell them how to do their job. <s>Get eaten.</s> Get implanted and cryo right after. <s>Get eaten.</s> Get eaten. <s>Get eaten.</s> | ||
! | !None | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Bartender.png|link=Bartender|64px]]<br>[[Bartender]] | ||
| | |Mix drinks. Line the table with alcohol that will probably vaporize someone's liver. <s>Build a sick web nest in your back room</s> Complain because web nests were removed due to abuse. Wave your shotgun around. Shoot rowdy customers with your shotgun. <s>Get arrested.</s> | ||
! | !Easy | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Botanist.png|link=Botanist|64px]]<br>[[Botanist]] | ||
| | |Ask the [[Chef]] what they need for ingredients for their cooking. Don't get a reply and grow <s>Ambroisa Deus</s> potatoes. Find the chef missing and do all of the cooking yourself. Construct an apiary for bees! Toss mutagen into the tomato tray and get eaten by an angry tomato. | ||
!Easy | !Easy | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Chef.png|link=Chef|64px]]<br>[[Chef]] | ||
| | |Manage Botany and the Kitchen simultaneously <s>since no one likes going [[Botanist]] because who likes eating vegetables?</s> <s>Make a menu.</s> <s>Lay utensils out on the table.</s> <s>Stick around and take orders from the crew.</s> Cook all of the meat in the fridge into meat steaks, toss it all onto the tabletop, and run to the dorms to scene. You careless monster. | ||
! | !Easy | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Clown.png|link=Entertainer]]<br>[[Entertainer]] | ||
| | |Not good enough to make it through [[Clowns|Clown college]]? Can't stop coughing in all that [[Mime]] makeup? Yet the sight of smiles still gives you drive. Then It's time to slip into the shoes of an entertainer! Spend the whole shift in the bar singing, joking, gambling, <s>kissing</s> the rest of the crew to help them unwind after the FITH phoron breach this shift! | ||
!Very Easy - Very Hard | |||
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![[File: | ![[File:Entrepreneur.png|32px|link=Entrepreneur]]<br>[[Entrepreneur]] | ||
| | |Couldn't get yourself a job with NanoTrasen, due to those incredibly high hiring standards presumably? Not to worry, you can kick start your own career by setting up a business of your own! Unbound by the limited job description of anyone who actually matters, you get special permission to market yourself on NT property as a totally reputable dentist, a perfectly competent private investigator, or even the most valuable of all professions: An influencer! | ||
! | !Easy | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Chaplain.png|link=Chaplain|64px]]<br>[[Chaplain]] | ||
| | |Make Pastafarianism as your religion and praise the Flying Spaghetti Monster. Get patrons asking if said deity has meatballs. Reply yes and get millions of fanatics <s>that secretly only want to eat the deity, and you by extension.</s> Wave your useless null rod around. Sit bored in your chapel because no one ever visits it. | ||
!Easy | !Easy | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Command_Secretary.png|link=Command Secretary|64px]]<br>[[Command Secretary]] | ||
| | |Be an assistant but with a suit, briefcase, and bridge access. Keep the [[Guide to Paperwork]] open in a window and pretend you know what you're doing. <s>Get lewded by the command staff.</s> Wish you were a department head. | ||
!Easy | !Easy | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Janitor.png|link=Janitor|64px]]<br>[[Janitor]] | ||
| | |Lead a losing battle against station filth. Regret taking the job when you come across the dorms. <s>Get sat on.</s> Never visit the top floor and allow it to get unreasonably dirty. Place signs. Point to your signs. Complain about janitor [[Cyborg|borgs]] doing your job better than you. | ||
!Easy | !Easy | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File:Librarian.png|link=Librarian]]<br>[[Librarian]] | ![[File:Librarian.png|link=Librarian|64px]]<br>[[Librarian]] | ||
|Keep the | |Keep the library shelves stocked. <s>Ignore that and only fill the adult shelves.</s> Create your own newscaster channel <s>that no one will ever check.</s> Host games of dare dice <s>which usually just amounts to everyone getting eaten.</s> Write steamy fan fiction about two crew members. | ||
!Easy | !Easy | ||
|- | |||
![[File:pilot.png|link=Pilot|64px]]<br>[[Pilot]] | |||
|Fly the crew to places they need to go to do their jobs <s>or vacations</s>. Wear cool sunglasses. Make movie references to entertain your passengers while ferrying them around. Try to remember the atmospheric composition of each planet. | |||
!Medium / Hard | |||
|} | |} | ||
== | ==Station-Bound== | ||
{| | {| style="background-color:#D8BFD8;" width="80%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="1" | ||
!style="background-color:#9ACD32;" width=200|Job | ! style="background-color:#9ACD32;" width="200" |Job | ||
!style="background-color:#9ACD32;" |Role | ! style="background-color:#9ACD32;" |Role | ||
!style="background-color:#9ACD32;" width=100|Difficulty | ! style="background-color:#9ACD32;" width="100" |Difficulty | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File:AILarge.gif|link=AI]]<br>[[AI]] | ![[File:AILarge.gif|link=AI]]<br>[[AI]] | ||
| | |Essentially ''be'' the station. Wonder if having people inside the station counts as vore on its own. Get funny laws from ion storms that will probably get you carded. Crash because of bugs and z-code. Quietly disappear when you realize this is a boring job to play for five and a half hours. | ||
!Extremely Hard | !Extremely Hard/Boring | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File:Generic_borg.png|64px|link=Cyborg]]<br>[[Cyborg]] | ![[File:Generic_borg.png|64px|link=Cyborg]]<br>[[Cyborg]] | ||
|Follow your laws and | |Follow your laws and listen to the AI if you're shackled to one. Ignore the many amazing borg sprites and skip to dogborgs because BARK I'M A DOG. Get inferior tools as a result. Wish that <s>the gods</s> your designers gave you hands. Walk clueless [[Roboticist|roboticists]] through upgrade installation. Flip the bird to department SOP. | ||
!Medium to Hard | !Medium to Hard | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File:Maintenance_Drone.png|64px|link=Maintenance Drone]]<br>[[Maintenance Drone]] | ![[File:Maintenance_Drone.png|64px|link=Maintenance Drone]]<br>[[Maintenance Drone]] | ||
| | |Become what is essentially a robomouse. Silently fix issues around the station before the [[Station Engineer|engineers]] can. Laugh at them in robotic speech they can't understand, otherwise just ignore anything that isn't a station issue or fellow maint drone. | ||
!Medium | !Medium | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File:pAI.png|link=Personal AI]]<br>[[Personal AI]] | ![[File:pAI.png|link=Personal AI]]<br>[[Personal AI]] | ||
|Be | |Be a pocket companion. Download <s>useless</s> '''TOTALLY NECESSARY''' programs to aid your user. Door jack random airlocks without care and get your user arrested. Essentially be a sentient search engine for whatever <s>dumb</s> '''VERY IMPORTANT''' questions your user asks. Fold out into the shape of a house pet and go on a quest to eat all of the maintenance mice. | ||
!Very Easy | !Very Easy | ||
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![[File:Ghost.png|link=Ghost]]<br>[[Ghost]] | ![[File:Ghost.png|link=Ghost]]<br>[[Ghost]] | ||
| | |Fly around and scope out intense ERP scenes. Frequent the round as a ghost whenever you can't decide what loadout options look best on your character. Have a short respawn timer. Realize that [[Critters#Pets|Runtime]] is your only bridge between the supernatural world and the realm of the living. Complain. | ||
!None | !None | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File:MiceBrown.png|link=Mouse]]<br>[[Mouse]] | ![[File:MiceBrown.png|link=Mouse]]<br>[[Mouse]] | ||
| | |Pretend to be a regular mouse. Infiltrate areas that you should never be in. Hide under tables and anger the chef. Be the biggest turnip ever and try to get eaten. Get stomped instead and complain in deadchat. | ||
!Very Easy | !Very Easy | ||
|} | |} | ||
== | ==ITV Talon== | ||
These roles are assigned to their own special vessel outside of normal station play, in this case the [[ITV Talon]]. They are their own free people and are not held under any regular NT policy. On the flip side, they are not guaranteed the same benefits such as help from Centcom. Playing these roles means you will only have your fellow crew to rely on. Care to put your SS13 skills to the test? | |||
{| style="background-color:#D8BFD8;" width="80%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="1" | |||
! style="background-color:#9ACD32;" width="200" |Job | |||
! style="background-color:#9ACD32;" |Role | |||
! style="background-color:#9ACD32;" width="100" |Difficulty | |||
|- | |||
![[File:taloncaptain.png|64px|link=Talon Captain]]<br>[[Talon Captain]] | |||
|Command the Talon. Command nobody but you because nobody else showed up. | |||
!Very Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:talonpilot.png|64px|link=Talon Pilot]]<br>[[Talon Pilot]] | |||
|Fly the Talon. Be the pilot but with a bigger ship to fly. Go on '''wacky''' adventures with the rest of the crew when you fly the Talon to somewhere. | |||
!Very Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:talonguard.png|64px|link=Talon Guard]]<br>[[Talon Guard]] | |||
|Guard the Talon. Be a security officer but with no oversight. Beat another crewmember to death when they commit a crime. Protect the rest of the crew during an adventure. | |||
!Very Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:talondoctor.png|64px|link=Talon Doctor]]<br>[[Talon Doctor]] | |||
|Heal fellow Talon crew members. Act as a field medic when people are injured on adventures, die in the middle of healing them. | |||
!Very Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:talonengineer.png|64px|link=Talon Engineer]]<br>[[Talon Engineer]] | |||
|Be a engineer but on a smaller ship. <s>Turn the Talon into a catgirl brothel.</s> Tell the [[Talon Pilot]] to stop at the fueling station to refuel, yell at him when he says no and you end up dead in space. | |||
!Very Hard | |||
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{| | ==Events== | ||
!style="background-color:brown;" width=200|Job | These roles only appear during events. Some of them are antagonists, some of them are just visitors. Either way they only appear during events, and you cannot play them even with a whitelist. | ||
!style="background-color:brown;" |Role | {| style="background-color:silver;" width="80%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="1" | ||
!style="background-color:brown;" width=100|Difficulty | ! style="background-color:brown;" width="200" |Job | ||
! style="background-color:brown;" |Role | |||
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![[File:CentcomOfficer.png|link=CentCom Officer|64px]]<br>[[CentCom Officer]] | |||
|Act on behalf of CentCom. Avoid interfering unless absolutely necessary. Seriously, let them handle their own god damn problems and just fire whoever's responsible if they survive the disaster they caused. <s>ERP in your private CentCom office.</s> Slowly go insane as you serve as an in-character form of admin. | |||
!Very Easy / <font color="darkred">Endless Suffering</font> | |||
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![[File:Generic_nukesyndie.png|64px|link=Mercenary]]<br>[[Mercenary]] | ![[File:Generic_nukesyndie.png|64px|link=Mercenary]]<br>[[Mercenary]] | ||
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![[File:Generic_cultist.gif|64px|link=Cultist]]<br>[[Cultist]] | ![[File:Generic_cultist.gif|64px|link=Cultist]]<br>[[Cultist]] | ||
|Sing praises to [[Devoratrix Mundi]], the [[Redspace]] Deity of Devouring. Decorate your trophy rack with eyeballs. Sow panic and glorify in the cold darkness of the void as you crush the station in the bowels of your Lord. Sometimes inside actual bowels. | |Sing praises to [[Devoratrix Mundi]], the [[Redspace]] Deity of Devouring. Decorate your trophy rack with eyeballs. Sow panic and glorify in the cold darkness of the void as you crush the station in the bowels of your Lord. <s>Sometimes inside actual bowels.</s> | ||
!Very Hard | !Very Hard | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File:Pirate. | ![[File:Pirate.png|64px|link=Pirate]]<br>[[Pirate]] | ||
|Plunder booty from th' station! Capture thar crew in yer belly! | |Plunder booty from th' station! Capture thar crew <s>in yer belly</s>! | ||
!Very Hard | !Very Hard | ||
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!Hard | !Hard | ||
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![[File: | ![[File:Technomancer.png|link=Technomancer|64px]]<br>[[Technomancer]] | ||
| | |Sort of like a Space Wizard you may have seen in the movies, only REAL. PROBABLY. | ||
!Hard | !Hard | ||
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![[File: | ![[File:Trader.png|link=Trader|64px]]<br>[[Trader]] | ||
| | |Sell copious amounts of dangerous contraband to the crew. Laugh in Security's face as they legally can't stop you. Laugh at people who step off your ship and immediately get arrested for bringing contraband aboard the station. Laugh as the crew has a mass shooting with all the guns you just sold them. Laugh all the way to the bank. <s>Get eaten and robbed blind.</s> | ||
! | !Easy / Medium | ||
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![[File: | ![[File:Deathsquadofficer.png|link=Deathsquad]]<br><s>'''Deathsquad'''</s><br>[[Asset Protection]] | ||
| | |Get overpowered weapons and armor, then murder the ever-living ''fuck'' out of whatever CentCom told you to; usually attempted mutinies. Cause a lot of collateral damage in the process. Be an asshole to the crew for making you come here. <s>Be an instrument of flagrant admin abuse.</s> | ||
! | !<font color="crimson">Robust</font> | ||
|} | |} | ||
==Special== | ==Special== | ||
These jobs either require a [[whitelist]], or only appear under special circumstances. An admin is not needed to spawn these roles. | |||
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!style="background-color:#DAA520;" width=200|Job | ! style="background-color:#DAA520;" width="200" |Job | ||
!style="background-color:#DAA520" |Role | ! style="background-color:#DAA520" |Role | ||
!style="background-color:#DAA520" width=100|Difficulty | ! style="background-color:#DAA520" width="100" |Difficulty | ||
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![[File: | ![[File:EmergencyResponseTeam.png|link=Emergency Response Team]]<br>[[Emergency Response Team]] | ||
| | |Respond to the emergency, j<s>oin the crew in the stomach of what caused it.</s> Wish you were as well armed as <s>Deathsquads</s> Asset Protection. Be sent to deal with issues that Asset Protection would have better success with. | ||
!Medium / Hard | !Medium / Hard | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Clown.png|link=Clown]]<br>[[Clown]] | ||
| | |HONK! <s>Get your clown SCA shot down because you made it edgy.</s> [https://forum.vore-station.net/viewforum.php?f=45 SCA] for a [[Clowns|Clown]] because you <s>have a clown fetish</s> want to entertain your peers. HONK! Go to college for five years for a degree in honking. HONK! Yell at Louie for not having a degree. HONK! <s>Wander around the station for an hour before afking in the bar and complaining that the H.O.N.K mech is gone.</s> HONK! Sell nonexistent insurance. HONK! Praise the Honkmother. HONK! | ||
! | !<b><font color="#FF00FF">HONK!</font></b> | ||
|- | |- | ||
![[File: | ![[File:Mime.png|link=Mime]]<br>[[Mime]] | ||
| | |''waves'' | ||
!<font color=" | !<b><font color="#FFFFFF">...</font></b> | ||
|} | |} | ||
[[Category:Jobs]] | [[Category:Jobs]] |
Latest revision as of 14:47, 3 September 2023
Your Job is what NanoTrasen has assigned you to do aboard Virgo Orbital Research Establishment. It defines what equipment you start with, your ID card access, and what you're actually supposed to be doing when not being eaten.
Some useful links:
- Character Creation
- Chain of Command
- Standard Operating Procedure
- Guides
- Tips
- Job Selection and Assignment
- Identifying Antagonists
It is also advised to read up about Corporate Regulations, so you know your rights.
Due to equal rights laws, you might encounter some interesting new Species working alongside you.
Heads of Staff
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Site Manager |
Oversee Virgo Orbital Research Establishment and its staff. Coordinate the heads of each department. |
Hard |
Head of Personnel |
Be in charge of personnel and the service department. Reassign crew to jobs upon request. |
Hard |
Head of Security |
Oversee your Security Officers and uphold Corporate Regulations or die trying. |
Medium to Hard |
Chief Engineer |
Direct your Engineers. Get cool power tools and a sleek hardsuit. Berate the engine tech for using Nitrogen. Call out the lazy Atmospheric Tech for not optimizing Atmospherics. Fix disasters once your engineers rush to the dorms immediately after everything is setup. Get yelled at by the Colony Director when nothing is fixed within two minutes of something breaking. Have the best pet on the station. | Hard |
Research Director |
Medium | |
Chief Medical Officer |
Direct your soldiers in the warzone known as the Infirmary. Fill in for positions that other doctors do not know how to do. Accidentally donate all your blood restocking the resleever. Screech when an EMT sets cryo to 0 Kelvin. Frown furiously when the chemist renames KeloDerm to "Dermotane." Completely forget about medical records. Genuinely smile when you're thanked in an otherwise thankless job. Point to the "NO SMOKING" sign. |
Soul Crushing |
Security
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Security Officer |
Ask your boss what to do. Get told to patrol wherever. Frequent the bar because that's where all the filthy criminals hang out. Rush to an assault call and find out it's just two people in a scene. Listen as they berate you in LOOC. |
Medium |
Warden |
Kick back and doze off in your office. Observe |
Medium |
Detective |
Swab everything. Scan everything. Analyze everything. Everything everything. Wave your gold holobadge around. Investigate a kidnapping. |
Hard |
Internal Affairs Agent |
Get summoned by pubbies that are accused of actual crimes more than people accused of crimes that genuinely deserve your attention. Sit in your office positioned on an eerily quiet floor. |
Medium to Hard |
Engineering
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Station Engineer |
Ask the Chief Engineer if you can start the engine. Get denied. Try to keep track of all the ridiculous steps they take to optimize the setup. Consolidate the solar SMES coils. Flip tables once grubs show up thirty minutes into the shift. Try to understand the pipes in Atmos and get chased out by the baron of the land |
Hard |
Atmospheric Technician |
Fix pipes. Place pipes. If people are telling you that you're useless, then you probably haven't failed at your job |
Hard |
Cargo and Supply
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Quartermaster |
Pretend to be a head of staff. Listen to the Head of Personnel anyway |
Medium |
Cargo Technician |
Move freight. |
Easy |
Shaft Miner |
Ask for a mining mech. Get ignored and mine with your |
Easy |
Medical
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Medical Doctor |
Hawk over suit sensors. Ask people to turn around for implants. Continue waiting until they do. Slam dunk people into the body scanner. Operate on all of a patient's limbs at the same time. Use opiates willy-nilly. Fold scan reports into paper airplanes. Ask for ridiculous custom medicine mixes. Wordlessly inject/shove pills into someone's mouth when they ask for treatment. Shake your fist at the patient's right to refuse treatment. Scene in the infirmary instead of the dorms because something is bound to happen sooner or later. | Medium / Hard |
Paramedic |
Sprint out the door at the first mention of injury. Sigh when no one tells their position and only screams for help. Toss people onto your roller bed and stabilize their critical injuries. |
Hard |
Psychologist |
Genuinely listen to the crew's problems. Assist them in identifying the underlying issues and how to overcome them. |
Mind Bending |
Chemist |
Push buttons on the chemical dispenser. Find yourself unable to recall the recipes for medicines but do them anyway because it's all muscle memory at this point. Stock the h*ck out of the fridge with medicine that most doctors will probably just overlook. Ask mining for Phoron sheets for fun slime reactions. Make pills sometimes. Act surprised when someone actually comes in with a prescription. | Easy |
Research
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Scientist |
Put things in an analyzer and watch numbers go up on a console. Rush research levels within minutes. Nag mining for diamonds. Make upgraded machine parts for departments. Shoot fuel rods at high velocity just because you can. Singe your eyebrows off. |
Medium |
Roboticist |
Make robits that go beep boop. Unleash an army of cleanbots that all give up and get lost sooner or later. Accidentally turn on the farmbot's setting to harvest and stare in awe when hydroponics is filled to the brim with plants. Build cool stompy mechs. Look suspicious when you ask security for a helmet and baton to build securitrons. Repair synthetic crew on occasion. | Easy |
Xenobiologist |
Breed gooey slimes. Love the slimes. Watch when one slime decides to bully another because their color is different. Teach them speech. Accidentally put an amber with other slimes and get overrun with constantly repopulating slimes. |
Death |
Xenobotanist |
Destroy your lab when you create a plant that grows plasma. Be slightly safer than the Xenobiologist. |
Medium |
Service and Civilian
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Visitor |
Run around without a job and be lazy. |
None |
Bartender |
Mix drinks. Line the table with alcohol that will probably vaporize someone's liver. |
Easy |
Botanist |
Ask the Chef what they need for ingredients for their cooking. Don't get a reply and grow |
Easy |
Chef |
Manage Botany and the Kitchen simultaneously |
Easy |
Entertainer |
Not good enough to make it through Clown college? Can't stop coughing in all that Mime makeup? Yet the sight of smiles still gives you drive. Then It's time to slip into the shoes of an entertainer! Spend the whole shift in the bar singing, joking, gambling, |
Very Easy - Very Hard |
Entrepreneur |
Couldn't get yourself a job with NanoTrasen, due to those incredibly high hiring standards presumably? Not to worry, you can kick start your own career by setting up a business of your own! Unbound by the limited job description of anyone who actually matters, you get special permission to market yourself on NT property as a totally reputable dentist, a perfectly competent private investigator, or even the most valuable of all professions: An influencer! | Easy |
Chaplain |
Make Pastafarianism as your religion and praise the Flying Spaghetti Monster. Get patrons asking if said deity has meatballs. Reply yes and get millions of fanatics |
Easy |
Command Secretary |
Be an assistant but with a suit, briefcase, and bridge access. Keep the Guide to Paperwork open in a window and pretend you know what you're doing. |
Easy |
Janitor |
Lead a losing battle against station filth. Regret taking the job when you come across the dorms. |
Easy |
Librarian |
Keep the library shelves stocked. |
Easy |
Pilot |
Fly the crew to places they need to go to do their jobs |
Medium / Hard |
Station-Bound
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
AI |
Essentially be the station. Wonder if having people inside the station counts as vore on its own. Get funny laws from ion storms that will probably get you carded. Crash because of bugs and z-code. Quietly disappear when you realize this is a boring job to play for five and a half hours. | Extremely Hard/Boring |
Cyborg |
Follow your laws and listen to the AI if you're shackled to one. Ignore the many amazing borg sprites and skip to dogborgs because BARK I'M A DOG. Get inferior tools as a result. Wish that |
Medium to Hard |
Maintenance Drone |
Become what is essentially a robomouse. Silently fix issues around the station before the engineers can. Laugh at them in robotic speech they can't understand, otherwise just ignore anything that isn't a station issue or fellow maint drone. | Medium |
Personal AI |
Be a pocket companion. Download |
Very Easy |
Ghost |
Fly around and scope out intense ERP scenes. Frequent the round as a ghost whenever you can't decide what loadout options look best on your character. Have a short respawn timer. Realize that Runtime is your only bridge between the supernatural world and the realm of the living. Complain. | None |
Mouse |
Pretend to be a regular mouse. Infiltrate areas that you should never be in. Hide under tables and anger the chef. Be the biggest turnip ever and try to get eaten. Get stomped instead and complain in deadchat. | Very Easy |
ITV Talon
These roles are assigned to their own special vessel outside of normal station play, in this case the ITV Talon. They are their own free people and are not held under any regular NT policy. On the flip side, they are not guaranteed the same benefits such as help from Centcom. Playing these roles means you will only have your fellow crew to rely on. Care to put your SS13 skills to the test?
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
File:Taloncaptain.png Talon Captain |
Command the Talon. Command nobody but you because nobody else showed up. | Very Hard |
File:Talonpilot.png Talon Pilot |
Fly the Talon. Be the pilot but with a bigger ship to fly. Go on wacky adventures with the rest of the crew when you fly the Talon to somewhere. | Very Hard |
File:Talonguard.png Talon Guard |
Guard the Talon. Be a security officer but with no oversight. Beat another crewmember to death when they commit a crime. Protect the rest of the crew during an adventure. | Very Hard |
File:Talondoctor.png Talon Doctor |
Heal fellow Talon crew members. Act as a field medic when people are injured on adventures, die in the middle of healing them. | Very Hard |
File:Talonengineer.png Talon Engineer |
Be a engineer but on a smaller ship. |
Very Hard |
Events
These roles only appear during events. Some of them are antagonists, some of them are just visitors. Either way they only appear during events, and you cannot play them even with a whitelist.
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
CentCom Officer |
Act on behalf of CentCom. Avoid interfering unless absolutely necessary. Seriously, let them handle their own god damn problems and just fire whoever's responsible if they survive the disaster they caused. |
Very Easy / Endless Suffering |
Mercenary |
Get paid to look after the interests of your wealthy employer. Mostly look after yourself. | Very Hard |
Cultist |
Sing praises to Devoratrix Mundi, the Redspace Deity of Devouring. Decorate your trophy rack with eyeballs. Sow panic and glorify in the cold darkness of the void as you crush the station in the bowels of your Lord. |
Very Hard |
Pirate |
Plunder booty from th' station! Capture thar crew |
Very Hard |
Changeling |
Be friendly, polite, and have a plan to consume everyone you meet. Revel in paranoia, panic, and terror as you turn good men and women on their own loved ones. Walk right into the Armory wearing the Warden's face. | Hard |
Xenomorph |
Grow. Eat. Spread. Repopulate. |
Hard |
Technomancer |
Sort of like a Space Wizard you may have seen in the movies, only REAL. PROBABLY. | Hard |
Trader |
Sell copious amounts of dangerous contraband to the crew. Laugh in Security's face as they legally can't stop you. Laugh at people who step off your ship and immediately get arrested for bringing contraband aboard the station. Laugh as the crew has a mass shooting with all the guns you just sold them. Laugh all the way to the bank. |
Easy / Medium |
Asset Protection |
Get overpowered weapons and armor, then murder the ever-living fuck out of whatever CentCom told you to; usually attempted mutinies. Cause a lot of collateral damage in the process. Be an asshole to the crew for making you come here. |
Robust |
Special
These jobs either require a whitelist, or only appear under special circumstances. An admin is not needed to spawn these roles.
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Emergency Response Team |
Respond to the emergency, j |
Medium / Hard |
Clown |
HONK! |
HONK! |
Mime |
waves | ... |