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Revision as of 19:05, 3 January 2018
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:
- Character Creation
- 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 |
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Colony Director |
Oversee the Virgo Orbital Research Establishment and it's staff. Coordinate the heads of each department. Become a shining example of upholding SOP and Corporate Regulations. Use your translocator |
Very 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. Bellybrig criminals without a second thought. Wear your cool voidsuit that looks about as imposing as the rest of your edgy wardrobe. Watch your prisoners disintegrate when the supermatter delams on the floor below. Order more ridiculous equipment for your already-gigantic armory. | Soul Crushing |
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. |
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. |
Hard |
Law and Order
Job | Role | Difficulty |
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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. |
Hard |
Warden |
Kick back and doze off in your office. Observe |
Hard |
Detective |
Swab everything. Scan everything. Analyze everything. Everything everything. Pick the .45 Pistol. 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 |
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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 |
Cargo and Supply
Job | Role | Difficulty |
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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 |
Medical
Job | Role | Difficulty |
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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 |
Research
Job | Role | Difficulty |
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Scientist |
Research phoron, aliens or technology. Attempt to do Xenoarcheology. Die horribly when the artifact you found spews burning phoron into the room. | Medium |
Roboticist |
Create Cyborgs, robots and exosuits. Hide inside an exosuit so you don't get |
Easy |
Xenobiologist |
Breed slimes. Especially gold slimes. Use blood and phoron to breed exotic species with gold slimes. |
Medium |
Service and Civilian
Job | Role | Difficulty |
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Assistant |
"Assist" the station. |
Very Easy |
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 |
Botanist |
Grow food for the Chef. Experiment with plants. FILL THE STATION WITH MUSHROOMS. Eat everything you harvest to taste its flavor. |
Easy |
Chef |
Cook |
Easy |
Chaplain |
Be a source of spiritual support for the crew. Spread your equally valid religion. |
Easy |
File:CommandSecretary.png Command Secretary |
Be an assistant with bridge access. Be even more useless. |
Easy |
Janitor |
Clean and maintain the station. |
Easy |
Librarian |
Keep the Library stocked and well organized. Fill it with |
Easy |
Station-Bound
Job | Role | Difficulty |
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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 |
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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 |
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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 |