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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. | |||
Some useful links: | |||
* [[Chain of Command]] | |||
* [[Standard Operating Procedure]] | |||
* [[Guides]] | |||
* [[Tips]] | |||
* [[Job Selection and Assignment]] | |||
* [[Identifying Antagonists]] | |||
You should also read up about [[Corporate Regulations]], so you know your rights, and [[Clone Memory Disorder]] if you happen to die and be cloned. Not doing so is considered very bad form for [[Roleplay]]. | |||
Due to NanoTrasen equal rights laws, you might encounter some interesting new [[Species]] working alongside you. | |||
== Heads of Staff == | |||
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!style="background-color:lightblue;" width=200|Job | |||
!style="background-color:lightblue;" |Role | |||
!style="background-color:lightblue;" width=100|Difficulty | |||
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![[File:Colony Director.png|link=Colony Director]]<br>[[Colony Director]] | |||
|Manage the station and your crew. Try not to <s>get eaten</s> die whilst doing so. <s>Fail and get gurgled.</s>. Protect important items from the gr4yt1d3. Run into ERP scenes with your omnipresence. Get asked by the lawyer to sign paperwork. Don't sign paperwork. Be greeted by everyone once you arrive. Get bitched at by everyone once you call the shuttle. | |||
!Very Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:HeadOfPersonnel.png|link=Head of Personnel]]<br>[[Head of Personnel]] | |||
|Assign and change crew members access and jobs. <s>Keep paper trails on your reassignments.</s> Manage the service staff. Manage non-security departments that don't have heads. <s>Take the HoS's job anyway and make everyone hate you.</s> Get yelled at by bored assistants. <s>Eat the Colony Director.</s> Take over the role of Acting Administrator if the Colony Director ''happens'' to be absent. | |||
!Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Generic_hos.png|link=Head of Security]]<br>[[Head of Security]] | |||
|Manage [[Security]] and (try to) make sure they follow [[Corporate Regulations]]. '''Have access to the armory'''. Look imposing. <s>Get digested without receiving a scan and reflect on your life choices.</s> Slowly be driven to madness by drama and [[Shitcurity]]. | |||
!<font color="red">Soul Crushing</font> | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Chief_Engineer_2.png|link=Chief Engineer]]<br>[[Chief Engineer]] | |||
|Direct the rest of engineering. Delegate tasks correctly. Have your <s>minions</s> comrades repair everything. Have your <s>minions</s> comrades build everything. Make your <s>minions</s> comrades take all the blame once something goes wrong. Own cool stuff from the beginning. <s>Break into places with your tools to eat people.</s> Have the best pet on the station. | |||
!Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:ResearchDirector.png|link=Research Director]]<br>[[Research Director]] | |||
|Oversee research and keep it in check. Be the most boring head to play. Stay the whole shift at the bar while you listen to your department radio. Either run to the bridge when your scientists make a bomb explode or run towards the R&D once the team has discovered something useful. Get amazed at how <s>retarded</s> useful the crew is. <b><s>Explode</s></b>. Command missions into the [[Bluespace Gateway]] and die alone because your team scattered. | |||
!Medium | |||
|- | |||
![[File:ChiefMedicalOfficer.png|link=Chief Medical Officer]]<br>[[Chief Medical Officer]] | |||
|Make sure patients are treated and the dead are cloned. On that note, make sure the cloner is stocked on biomass <s>for the mass cloning of digested prey</s>. Direct the medical teams. Praise the work of everyone else and not get praised by anyone. Save lives all day and allow those kinky RPs to exist and still don't receive gratitude. Smile OOCly once someone actually roleplays getting their ass saved. <s>Cockvore him</s>. Get shit stolen from your department because "Amateur Medical Skill" | |||
!Hard | |||
|} | |||
== Law and Order == | |||
{| border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="80%" style="background-color:#ffeaea;" | |||
!style="background-color:#dd3e40;" width=200|Job | |||
!style="background-color:#dd3e40;" |Role | |||
!style="background-color:#dd3e40;" width=100|Difficulty | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Generic_security.png|link=Security Officer]]<br>[[Security Officer]] | |||
|Patrol the station and apprehend criminals. <s>Digest them on the way to the brig.</s> Get called in the middle of an ERP. Chomp them donuts. Wear a pretty distinct outfit. Follow the <s>[[Shitcurity]] guide</s> Space Law. Try to calm people down without appealing to brute force. <s>Throw a flashbang at those fuckers.</s> <s>Ruin rape ERPs.</s> <s>Ruin vore RP.</s> <s>Get job banned.</s> | |||
!Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Warden.png|link=Warden]]<br>[[Warden]] | |||
|Mantain the brig and hand out weapons in emergencies. Have half of those weapons hidden in the evidence room. Look and sound boring. Answer "No" to everything everyone will ask you for. Fall asleep on your desk. Get the armory raided and shrug once the HoS asks you. Put time on the cell timers. | |||
!Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Detective.png|link=Detective]]<br>[[Detective]] | |||
|Investigate crime scenes. Interview suspects. Solve cases. <s>Investigate the internal workings of other crewmembers</s>. Put that stylish coat and that swag-filled gun to use and be the most badass member of the crew. <s>Get digested by a micro</s>. Make the game look like a Noire movie. Invite people to play poker with you while both of you drink vodka. Don't get any clues. Validhunt and arrest the criminal because you know OOC who it is. | |||
!Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Ia_consultant.png|link=Internal Affairs]]<br>[[Internal Affairs|Internal Affairs Agent]] | |||
|Investigate internal issues. Attempt to be socially unbiased. <s>Learn the internal affairs of the crew's stomachs.</s> | |||
!Medium to Hard | |||
|} | |||
== Maintenance and Supply == | |||
{| border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="80%" style="background-color:#FFFFDD;" | |||
!style="background-color:orange;" width=200|Job | |||
!style="background-color:orange;" |Role | |||
!style="background-color:orange;" width=100|Difficulty | |||
|- | |||
![[File:StationEngineer.png|link=Station Engineer]]<br>[[Station Engineer]] | |||
|Start up the engine. <s>Blow up the engine.</s>. Repair hull breaches and fix electronics. Build your own private room <s>wasting precious resources</s> so to add more uniqueness to the station. <s>Get yelled at by</s> Obey the [[Chief Engineer]]'s orders. Fuck something up and make the round end 5 minutes after it started. Do your job greatly and then notice there's nothing else for you to do unless a griefer joins the server. <s><b>HACK ALL THE THINGS!</b></s> | |||
!Medium | |||
|- | |||
![[File:AtmosphericTechnician.png|link=Atmospheric Technician]]<br>[[Atmospheric Technician]] | |||
|Control the station's atmospherics. Re-pressurize rooms. Look at the guide and ask the HoP for a change of job. Release phoron and get your ass completely destroyed, figuratively and literally. | |||
!Medium | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Janitor.png|link=Janitor]]<br>[[Janitor]] | |||
|Clean and maintain the station. <s>Or don't, you useless fuck.</s> Put up wet floor signs. <b>SLIP PEOPLE OMG THIS IS SO FAAAAAN</b>. <s>Slip and slide people into your open gullet.</s> Repair simple stuff and have a pretty relaxing job. <s>Be useless against any kind of threat.</s> | |||
!Easy | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Quartermaster.png|link=Quartermaster]]<br>[[Quartermaster]] | |||
|Order crates and make sure [[Shaft Miner|Mining]] and the [[Cargo Technician]]s do their jobs. End up doing their jobs. Make people argue wether this job is a head of the staff or not. Wear sunglasses. Don't have any impact on the station's development whatsoever. Force people to write paperwork. Ignore paperwork. Fail at whatever your assignments are. | |||
!Medium | |||
|- | |||
![[File:CargoTechnician.png|link=Cargo Technician]]<br>[[Cargo Technician]] | |||
|Deliver crates and send mail. Listen to your [[Quartermaster|boss]]. Attempt to stabilize idiots who were critically injured for riding disposals like a roller-coaster. <s> Devour </s> bring those idiots to the medbay. Fill cabinets with paperwork. Have a lot of free time. Order [[Supply_Crates|Cool Stuff]] | |||
!Easy | |||
|- | |||
![[File:ShaftMiner.png|link=Shaft Miner]]<br>[[Shaft Miner]] | |||
|Mine materials for the station. <s>Get eaten by a xeno while mining.</s> <s>Get mauled by a xeno while trying to ERP with it.</s> Get your ass dragged to the medbay. Whine and complain OOCly when you die. Deliver everything the R&D team needs to progress and don't even get a drill back. | |||
!Easy | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Botanist.png|link=Botanist]]<br>[[Botanist]] | |||
|Grow food for the [[Chef]]. Experiment with plants. FILL THE STATION WITH MUSHROOMS. Eat everything you harvest to taste its flavor. <s>Die</s>. Be the shopping cart of the Chef. Plant drugs. Release nature's wrath. | |||
!Easy | |||
|} | |||
== Science and Medical == | |||
{| border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="80%" style="background-color:#EEEEFF;" | |||
!style="background-color:#DDA0DD;" width=200|Job | |||
!style="background-color:#DDA0DD;" |Role | |||
!style="background-color:#DDA0DD;" width=100|Difficulty | |||
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![[File:MedicalDoctor.png|link=Medical Doctor]]<br>[[Medical Doctor]] | |||
|Heal people and deal with other ailments. Scan people's DNA so they can get <s>vored</s> cloned after they get <s>digested</s> killed by some horrible <s>stomach</s> accident. Clone people throughout the entire round. Watch your crew monitor <s>or don't</s>. <s>Freak out when you do because that fatass Holly is digesting an assistant again and you're traumatized as you watch their life signs slowly fade.</s> Remind the crew of STDs. | |||
!Medium | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Paramedic.png|link=Paramedic|75 px]]<br>[[Paramedic]] | |||
|Rescue, <s>unbirth</s> stabilize, and transport dying crew members. Get to the ERP faster than anybody else. Answer: "Where?" to every single <s>stoopid</s> crewmate asking for help and not telling the position. Get lost while you try to reach your target. Realize you don't have medkits once you get there. Realize you don't have access once you have medkits. | |||
!Medium | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Psychologist.png|link=Psychologist]]<br>[[Psychologist]] | |||
|Solve everyone's problems. <s>Go insane yourself.</s> Take insane people to your <s>fucking creepy</s> isolated office and <s>ERP</s> <s>eat them</s> talk about their problems. Look at the ceiling while an army of emo kids knock your door. <s>Try to understand why the fuck vore is a fetish.</s> | |||
!Medium | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Chemist.png|link=Chemist]]<br>[[Chemist]] | |||
|Create medicines and research chemical weapons. Fill the syringe gun with chloral hydrate and grin evily. <b>Be the god of the station</b>. Make about anything that you can think of and fill syringes/grenades/people with that. <s>Sedate, kidnap, and eat people</s> | |||
!Medium | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Virologist.png|link=Virologist]]<br>[[Virologist]] | |||
|Not yet implemented. Fuck something up and GET THE ENTIRE STATION CHASING YOUR ASS. Mistake symptoms and create the most lethal virus that has ever existed <s>and eat it</s>. Infuriate the admins until the job gets removed again. | |||
!Medium | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Roboticist.png|link=Roboticist]]<br>[[Roboticist]] | |||
|Create [[Cyborg]]s, robots and exosuits. Hide inside an exosuit so you don't get <s>vored</s> hurt. Be invisible to the crew. Ask if anyone wants to be a Cyborg so you don't get too bored. BUILD BIG MECHS. Build bucket bots because the janitor is a lazy fuck. Build more as your bucket bots get lost because of their retarded pathfinding. <s>Crash the server with bucket bot spam.</s> | |||
!Easy | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Scientist.png|link=Scientist]]<br>[[Scientist]] | |||
|Research phoron, aliens or technology. Attempt to do [[Guide to Xenoarcheology|Xenoarcheology]]. Die horribly when the artifact you found spews burning phoron into the room. | |||
!Medium | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Scientist.png|link=Scientist]]<br>[[Scientist|Xenobiologist]] | |||
|Breed slimes. Especially gold slimes. Use blood and phoron to breed exotic species with gold slimes. <s>Get immediately killed by your children.</s> | |||
!Medium | |||
|} | |||
== Service == | |||
{| border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="80%" style="background-color:#CFDBC5;" | |||
!style="background-color:#577A3A;" width=200|Job | |||
!style="background-color:#577A3A;" |Role | |||
!style="background-color:#577A3A;" width=100|Difficulty | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Bartender.png|link=Bartender]]<br>[[Bartender]] | |||
|Mix and serve drinks. Entertain the crew. Have the most populated place on the station. Have the "Guide to food and drinks" tab open at all times. Get overwhelmed by people asking the same shit over and over. Realize that you don't have the ingredients for something after ten tries. | |||
!Easy | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Chef.png|link=Chef]]<br>[[Chef]] | |||
|Cook <s>the crew</s> food for the crew. Complain when that one fatass [[Unathi]] eats everything in one sitting. <s>Be useless in this server because everyone eats everyone.</s> Get in blood feuds against the crew because they don't accept your "vegan-only" menu. Gib corpses. Hope people will come to the kitchen for something else apart from food fetishes. Chase out hungry trespassers with your cleaver. Steal the barkeeper's shotgun. | |||
!Easy | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Chaplain.png|link=Chaplain]]<br>[[Chaplain]] | |||
|Be a source of spiritual support for the crew. Spread your equally valid religion. <s>Take followers into your stomach.</s> Name your religion something either Yiff or Vore related. '''<i>;SCREAM ON THE RADIO</i>'''. Get the AI to spread your religion. Get an army of religious fanatics. Pray for things and actually get them because the admin thinks it's funny. | |||
!Easy | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Librarian.png|link=Librarian]]<br>[[Librarian]] | |||
|Keep the Library stocked and well organized. Fill it with <s>porn</s> reference books. Read <s>porn</s> news on the radio. Fill the newscaster with <s>porn</s> important events that happened on the station. Look like a <s>porn</s> actor in those sharp clothes. Rest in the peace and quietness of the library and either do OOC stuff or try to do IC stuff related to books... and <s>porn</s> stuff. | |||
!Easy | |||
|} | |||
== Civilian == | |||
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!style="background-color:#A9A9A9;" width=200|Job | |||
!style="background-color:#A9A9A9;" |Role | |||
!style="background-color:#A9A9A9;" width=100|Difficulty | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Assistant.png|link=Assistant]]<br>[[Assistant]] | |||
|"Assist" the station. <s>Get eaten.</s> Be reassigned. <s>Get eaten.</s> Powergame to no end. Be anything you'd like to be. REPLACE THE FUCKING CLOWN. Nag departments so you can develop your private roleplay. Get Admin PMs. Eat popcorn while people try to figure out who released phoron. Raise the player count on the server by one. | |||
!Very Easy | |||
|- | |||
![[File:CommandSecretary.png|link=Command Secretary]]<br>[[Command Secretary]] | |||
|Be an assistant with bridge access. Be even more useless. <s>Lewd the command staff.</s> Do paperwork for the command staff. | |||
!Easy | |||
|} | |||
== Non-Human == | |||
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!style="background-color:#9ACD32;" width=200|Job | |||
!style="background-color:#9ACD32;" |Role | |||
!style="background-color:#9ACD32;" width=100|Difficulty | |||
|- | |||
![[File:AILarge.gif|link=AI]]<br>[[AI]] | |||
|Be the station. Serve the crew. [[Malfunction|Or don't]]. Bolt doors. Electrify doors. Obey orders or get banned. Hope for the Ion storm to hit really good. Get so many laws uploaded you can't even roleplay them all. Search for legal loopholes in your lawset. Be a ghetto all-access dealer to the crew. | |||
!Extremely Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Generic_borg.png|64px|link=Cyborg]]<br>[[Cyborg]] | |||
|Follow your laws and do your job. <s>Troll people as a janiborg by running them over with your scrubbers.</s> | |||
!Medium to Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Maintenance_Drone.png|64px|link=Maintenance Drone]]<br>[[Maintenance Drone]] | |||
|Fix, clean, and improve the station. Follow ''only'' your laws. Ignore everyone else beside other drones. <- SEE THAT SHIT? THAT MEANS THAT YOU GET TO IGNORE PEOPLE DYING IN SPACE. Troll around and construct/deconstruct everything you see fit because you are "improving the station". | |||
!Medium to Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:pAI.png|link=Personal AI]]<br>[[Personal AI]] | |||
|Be someone's constant companion. Act as a translator. Have one of the most fun tandem roleplays there are. Follow your user's directions and have a pretty wacky personality. Hack doors with the AI's permission. Act as an IC internet-serching engine and allow people to <s>watch porn without headphones</s> learn new facts about the station. | |||
!Very Easy | |||
|- | |||
<!-- ![[File:Shade.png|64px|link=Construct]]<br>[[Construct]] | |||
|Serve your new master <s>as a submissive, enslaved, ectoplasmic being in a high-ERP server, WHAT COULD GO WRONG</s> | |||
!Medium | |||
|- --> | |||
![[File:Ghost.png|link=Ghost]]<br>[[Ghost]] | |||
|Observe the round. Bother admins to revive you. Bother geneticists to clone you. Metagame. Ask admins to end the round because you died. Stalk ERP. Stalk high quality ERP. Stalk normal RP. Whine in OOC chat. Whine in Ghost chat. Close the game. | |||
!None | |||
|- | |||
![[File:MiceBrown.png|link=Mouse]]<br>[[Mouse]] | |||
|Observe the round and squeak. Piss off the chef. Actually act like a mouse. Die all the time. Whine to the admin that you got lolstomped by a Tajaran. Make the admins fight about whether or not they should give a shit about mouse players. | |||
!Very Easy to Medium | |||
|} | |||
== 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. | |||
{| border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="80%" style="background-color:silver;" | |||
!style="background-color:brown;" width=200|Job | |||
!style="background-color:brown;" |Role | |||
!style="background-color:brown;" width=100|Difficulty | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Generic_nukesyndie.png|64px|link=Mercenary]]<br>[[Mercenary]] | |||
|Get paid to look after the interests of your wealthy employer. Mostly look after yourself. | |||
!Very Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[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. <s>Sometimes inside actual bowels.</s> | |||
!Very Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Pirate.gif|64px|link=Pirate]]<br>[[Pirate]] | |||
|Plunder booty from th' station! Capture thar crew <s>in yer belly</s>! | |||
!Very Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:ChangelingLarge.gif|link=Changeling]]<br>[[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 | |||
|- | |||
![[File:AlienLarge.png|link=Xenomorph]]<br>[[Xenomorph]] | |||
|Grow. Eat. Spread. Repopulate. <s>Maul xenophiles.</s> | |||
!Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Wizard.png|link=Wizard]]<br><s>Wizard</s> | |||
|(Replaced by Technomancer. Fix me!) | |||
!Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Cortical.gif|link=Cortical Borer]]<br>[[Cortical Borer]] | |||
|Spread, thrive, and grow in the hostile human world. Crawl into peoples' ears and whisper sweet, violent nothings. Create pandemonium as your glorious breeding ground bloats in size. | |||
!Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:SpaceNinja.png|link=Space Ninja]]<br>[[Space Ninja]] | |||
|Uphold the ways of Bushido. Walk boldly through forbidden halls, and sever the hands of any man who would dare challenge you. Drink the station's power as surely as steel swallows lightning. Vanish into the shadows and emerge with your blade at their throats. Or make them vanish. <s>Into your stomach.</s> | |||
!Medium / Hard | |||
|} | |||
==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" |Role | |||
!style="background-color:#DAA520" width=100|Difficulty | |||
|- | |||
![[File:CentComOfficer.png|link=CentCom Officer]]<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. | |||
!<font color="red">Soul Crushing</font> | |||
|- | |||
![[File:EmergencyResponseTeam.png|link=Emergency Response Team]]<br>[[Emergency Response Team]] | |||
|Deal with the Red Alert. <s>Join the crew in the stomach of what caused it.</s> | |||
!Medium / Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Clown.png|link=Clown]]<br>[[Clown]] | |||
|Honk! Play harmless pranks and hope you don't get your chest caved in! Honk! Nag the HoP for an all-access pass. Honk! Nag robotics for a H.O.N.K. Mech. Honk! Use both tools to break into the Director's office and HONK in his face. HONK! | |||
!<b><font color="#FF00FF">HONK!</font></b> | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Mime.png|link=Mime]]<br>[[Mime]] | |||
|''*wave | |||
!<b><font color="#FFFFFF">...</font></b> | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Trader.png|link=Trader]]<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. Laugh all the way to the bank. | |||
!Easy / Medium | |||
|- | |||
![[File:Courier.png|link=Courier]]<br>[[Courier]] | |||
|Deliver and retrieve contraband on behalf of [[NanoTrasen]] or other companies. Have legal permission to handle dangerous contraband. Abuse said permission maliciously. Scare Security who don't know you're not an antag. | |||
!Easy / Hard | |||
|- | |||
![[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> | |||
|} | |||
[[Category:Jobs]] | |||
Revision as of 01:17, 16 November 2017
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.
Some useful links:
- Chain of Command
- Standard Operating Procedure
- Guides
- Tips
- Job Selection and Assignment
- Identifying Antagonists
You should also read up about Corporate Regulations, so you know your rights, and Clone Memory Disorder if you happen to die and be cloned. Not doing so is considered very bad form for Roleplay.
Due to NanoTrasen equal rights laws, you might encounter some interesting new Species working alongside you.
Heads of Staff
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Colony Director |
Manage the station and your crew. Try not to |
Very Hard |
Head of Personnel |
Assign and change crew members access and jobs. |
Hard |
Head of Security |
Manage Security and (try to) make sure they follow Corporate Regulations. Have access to the armory. Look imposing. |
Soul Crushing |
Chief Engineer |
Direct the rest of engineering. Delegate tasks correctly. Have your |
Hard |
Research Director |
Oversee research and keep it in check. Be the most boring head to play. Stay the whole shift at the bar while you listen to your department radio. Either run to the bridge when your scientists make a bomb explode or run towards the R&D once the team has discovered something useful. Get amazed at how |
Medium |
Chief Medical Officer |
Make sure patients are treated and the dead are cloned. On that note, make sure the cloner is stocked on biomass |
Hard |
Law and Order
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Security Officer |
Patrol the station and apprehend criminals. |
Hard |
Warden |
Mantain the brig and hand out weapons in emergencies. Have half of those weapons hidden in the evidence room. Look and sound boring. Answer "No" to everything everyone will ask you for. Fall asleep on your desk. Get the armory raided and shrug once the HoS asks you. Put time on the cell timers. | Hard |
Detective |
Investigate crime scenes. Interview suspects. Solve cases. |
Hard |
Internal Affairs Agent |
Investigate internal issues. Attempt to be socially unbiased. |
Medium to Hard |
Maintenance and Supply
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Station Engineer |
Start up the engine. |
Medium |
Atmospheric Technician |
Control the station's atmospherics. Re-pressurize rooms. Look at the guide and ask the HoP for a change of job. Release phoron and get your ass completely destroyed, figuratively and literally. | Medium |
Janitor |
Clean and maintain the station. |
Easy |
Quartermaster |
Order crates and make sure Mining and the Cargo Technicians do their jobs. End up doing their jobs. Make people argue wether this job is a head of the staff or not. Wear sunglasses. Don't have any impact on the station's development whatsoever. Force people to write paperwork. Ignore paperwork. Fail at whatever your assignments are. | Medium |
Cargo Technician |
Deliver crates and send mail. Listen to your boss. Attempt to stabilize idiots who were critically injured for riding disposals like a roller-coaster. |
Easy |
Shaft Miner |
Mine materials for the station. |
Easy |
Botanist |
Grow food for the Chef. Experiment with plants. FILL THE STATION WITH MUSHROOMS. Eat everything you harvest to taste its flavor. |
Easy |
Science and Medical
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Medical Doctor |
Heal people and deal with other ailments. Scan people's DNA so they can get |
Medium |
Paramedic |
Rescue, |
Medium |
Psychologist |
Solve everyone's problems. |
Medium |
Chemist |
Create medicines and research chemical weapons. Fill the syringe gun with chloral hydrate and grin evily. Be the god of the station. Make about anything that you can think of and fill syringes/grenades/people with that. |
Medium |
Virologist |
Not yet implemented. Fuck something up and GET THE ENTIRE STATION CHASING YOUR ASS. Mistake symptoms and create the most lethal virus that has ever existed |
Medium |
Roboticist |
Create Cyborgs, robots and exosuits. Hide inside an exosuit so you don't get |
Easy |
Scientist |
Research phoron, aliens or technology. Attempt to do Xenoarcheology. Die horribly when the artifact you found spews burning phoron into the room. | Medium |
Xenobiologist |
Breed slimes. Especially gold slimes. Use blood and phoron to breed exotic species with gold slimes. |
Medium |
Service
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Bartender |
Mix and serve drinks. Entertain the crew. Have the most populated place on the station. Have the "Guide to food and drinks" tab open at all times. Get overwhelmed by people asking the same shit over and over. Realize that you don't have the ingredients for something after ten tries. | Easy |
Chef |
Cook |
Easy |
Chaplain |
Be a source of spiritual support for the crew. Spread your equally valid religion. |
Easy |
Librarian |
Keep the Library stocked and well organized. Fill it with |
Easy |
Civilian
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
Assistant |
"Assist" the station. |
Very Easy |
File:CommandSecretary.png Command Secretary |
Be an assistant with bridge access. Be even more useless. |
Easy |
Non-Human
Job | Role | Difficulty |
---|---|---|
AI |
Be the station. Serve the crew. Or don't. Bolt doors. Electrify doors. Obey orders or get banned. Hope for the Ion storm to hit really good. Get so many laws uploaded you can't even roleplay them all. Search for legal loopholes in your lawset. Be a ghetto all-access dealer to the crew. | Extremely Hard |
Cyborg |
Follow your laws and do your job. |
Medium to Hard |
Maintenance Drone |
Fix, clean, and improve the station. Follow only your laws. Ignore everyone else beside other drones. <- SEE THAT SHIT? THAT MEANS THAT YOU GET TO IGNORE PEOPLE DYING IN SPACE. Troll around and construct/deconstruct everything you see fit because you are "improving the station". | Medium to Hard |
Personal AI |
Be someone's constant companion. Act as a translator. Have one of the most fun tandem roleplays there are. Follow your user's directions and have a pretty wacky personality. Hack doors with the AI's permission. Act as an IC internet-serching engine and allow people to |
Very Easy |
Ghost |
Observe the round. Bother admins to revive you. Bother geneticists to clone you. Metagame. Ask admins to end the round because you died. Stalk ERP. Stalk high quality ERP. Stalk normal RP. Whine in OOC chat. Whine in Ghost chat. Close the game. | None |
Mouse |
Observe the round and squeak. Piss off the chef. Actually act like a mouse. Die all the time. Whine to the admin that you got lolstomped by a Tajaran. Make the admins fight about whether or not they should give a shit about mouse players. | Very Easy to Medium |
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 |
---|---|---|
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 |
File:Pirate.gif 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 |
(Replaced by Technomancer. Fix me!) | Hard | |
Cortical Borer |
Spread, thrive, and grow in the hostile human world. Crawl into peoples' ears and whisper sweet, violent nothings. Create pandemonium as your glorious breeding ground bloats in size. | Hard |
Space Ninja |
Uphold the ways of Bushido. Walk boldly through forbidden halls, and sever the hands of any man who would dare challenge you. Drink the station's power as surely as steel swallows lightning. Vanish into the shadows and emerge with your blade at their throats. Or make them vanish. |
Medium / Hard |
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 |
---|---|---|
File:CentComOfficer.png 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. |
Soul Crushing |
Emergency Response Team |
Deal with the Red Alert. |
Medium / Hard |
Clown |
Honk! Play harmless pranks and hope you don't get your chest caved in! Honk! Nag the HoP for an all-access pass. Honk! Nag robotics for a H.O.N.K. Mech. Honk! Use both tools to break into the Director's office and HONK in his face. HONK! | HONK! |
Mime |
*wave | ... |
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. Laugh all the way to the bank. | Easy / Medium |
File:Courier.png Courier |
Deliver and retrieve contraband on behalf of NanoTrasen or other companies. Have legal permission to handle dangerous contraband. Abuse said permission maliciously. Scare Security who don't know you're not an antag. | Easy / Hard |
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 |