Nuclear Emergency - Part One.

>>1818925
>> A robotic face, with a single visor stretching across the front.

>>1818974
I'll give it a few minutes, and if no one else votes, will continue with this vote.

>>1818978
Might wanna give it a minute. /qst/ can be a tad bit slow to pick up.

>>1818925
> A reptilian, scaly face with long frontal fangs.

>>1818925
>humanoid face

>>1818990
>>1818987
>>1818974
Human: 1
Robot: 1
Reptile: 1

>>1818986
You right. Just wanted to get things rolling.

Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>1818993

Gonna roll a 1d3 to see what option is chosen.

1 - Robot
2 - Human
3 - Reptile

>>1819015

yeeee boi, we lizerd people now. is illuminati a thing?

>>1819015
Writing.

>>1819018
Who knows?

Lurking.

Also "Lizard People" is a little homocentric. Maybe we evolved entirely independently from man and aren't people at all, man?

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>>1818925

The Teklotl.

The figure runs his clawed fingers over the scaly skin covering his body. It acted like a natural armor, but there were still scars and old wounds that covered his body. Oh well, no time for memoriams right now. He had to get to work on time, else he might risk being fired. The reptile walked himself over to the footlocker at the end of his cot, and opened the lid.

Inside was..

> A red uniform, with kevlar coated padding. Security.

> A yellow uniform, with thick stitching used to protect against heat. Engineering.

> A white uniform, with nitrile gloves specially made for a Teklotl. Medical.

> A purple uniform, with large, yellow rubber gloves. Janitorial.

> Civilian Clothing. A civilian job (Another vote required.)

> A blue uniform. The blue military fatigues of command.


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'The Teklotl were a populous race of battle-hardened warriors, until they were introduced to atomic fire. Now their population can barely fill a cruise ship.' -Admiral Einwald MacDonald, Sol Navy.


(( I'm experimenting with the text formatting, please bear with me on that. ))

>>1819045

> A red uniform, with kevlar coated padding. Security.

>>1819045
Red, we are probably culturally predisposed to this duty anyway.

>>1819054
>>1819052
Writing.

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>>1819045
Teyatzal slid the jumpsuit on, but it had been modified to fit his unusual size. The upper body had been cut off, allowing his rippling chest and upper body muscles to shine freely in the artificial light of the station. He slid the kevlar padding over top of this, making him look more like an ancient tribal warrior, than security for an advanced research station. Teyatzal, however, was not bothered by this. This meant that most people wouldn't bother him, and he preferred it that way. The common language spoke by most was strange and alien for his throat to speak, so he communicated mostly in grunts and various noises.

His uniform on, he slid his ID card onto the wall, and a compartment opened. A single handgun was pushed forward on a stand. The Verpine Industries Mk. 4 Multi-Use Security System. Most called it the Vorpal Gun, for short. It had multiple firing states, stun rounds, lethal rounds, high-explosive, or incendiary. Although, this version had been modified to only use stun rounds unless authorized by the Central Computer System in the Bridge.

He stepped out of his dormitory, and locked the door behind him with a simple swipe of his ID card.

> Head to the bar, for a pre-shift coffee.

> Head to the Medical Bay, to hit on some of the nurses Tey had his eye on.

> Head to the Security Wing, and clock-in early.

> Write-In?

>>1819099
>> Head to the Security Wing, and clock-in early.

good work habits are importeant. also moar pay

>>1819099
>Head to the Security Wing, and clock-in early.
then
> Head to the Medical Bay, to hit on some of the nurses Tey had his eye on.

>>1819099
Clock in early for our job, because if we want to pick up women We should start our day off right a confidence boosting, high performance day of work at our daily occupation.

>>1819099
> Head to the Security Wing, and clock-in early.

>>1819124
>>1819119
>>1819114

Tey sighs, a low grumble, heading to the Security Wing. The Texlotl moved slowly, his legs not built for anything other than sprinting at high speeds, and a slow walk. He entered the Security Wing. He wasn't the first one there, as there were a few others from his shift that had also managed to clock-in slightly early.

Behind the desk was Samwell DeWitt. He was one of the newer officers, fresh out of the academy. It had been a few weeks since he started, but that enthusiastic look had never really left his face. A human with ginger hair, and optimistic green eyes. Tey almost felt sorry for him. Eventually, this job would cause him to lose all happiness.

Leaning against the wall was the stations detective, Kihir S'raha. One of those Ca'Liar. The felines. He was one of the more modern ones. Had been a detective on their home planet for about twenty years before being forced into retirement. An Arclight Rep met him at a bar, and offered him a job. He was a good sort, if a little quiet. Tey preferred it that way. They got along.

The last was Amber Dickinson. She was the Warden. Out of all the Humans onboard, Amber scared Tey the most. She was an ex-military type. From what Tey could gather, all of her records of her military service were blacktaped out of existence. The woman always had this look in her eye. That thousand-yard stare. She kept whatever ruffians Security threw into the brig in check. Tey generally avoided speaking with her, if at all possible.
Once he was clocked in, he started on his patrol route. He was going to head to the Medical Bay to get his flirt on if it killed him. However, something was off. Once he left the Security Lobby, he saw the Commander of the Security Forces running down the hall, seeming stressed. He shook it off, and took it as something above his paygrade. That little incident made him re-think his decision on skirting his job.

> Continue on patrol, not flirting with the cute nurses.

> Head to the Medical Bay anyway, fuck it.

> Follow the Commander, and see if it's something Tey should be worried about.

> Write-In?

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'It's odd to think how much of an impact human culture has made on the Ca'Liar. Within years of us making contact, a full fascist revolution overturned their democratically elected government. The war crimes committed by both sides rivals that of our own history. It's a little frightening.' -Professor Alan Watts, University of Mars.


(( How do you guys like this so far? ))

>>1819146
>Follow the Commander, and see if it's something Tey should be worried about.
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>How do you guys like this so far
soild so far

>>1819146
Loving it. I vote option 1. Patrol.

>>1819146
>> Follow the Commander, and see if it's something Tey should be worried about.

also ask if there is a problem and if there is, to givea breif rundown of whats happening

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>>1819169
>>1819156

Tey rushes after the Commander, his sudden sprint down the hallway worrying the Texlotl. He was quick to catch the man. He was.. in all accounts, a hardened man. He turned down the option for a bionic eye, favoring a special eyepatch that held the same functionality. Tey quickly asked. "Sir, what's the problem?" The Commander turned, his nameplate emblazoned brightly on the front of his overcoat. Robert Dalton, Head of Security. "Teyatzal. I won't lie to you. Shit is about to hit the fan sideways. We're moving to Blue Alert." He stated, a low gravelly voice.

Roughly at about the same time he said this, an explosion rocked the station. The lights flickered, and then went out. Dim, auxiliary lights lit the hallways. "Fuck. Alright, listen. We're under attack. Armed Mercenaries. We have no idea why they're here, but they're armed to the teeth. Mil-spec grade armor and equipment. Get to the Armory, gear up."

Tey nods, not one to hesitate when following an order, and sprinted off back towards the Security Wing. He made it back just in time to see Amber sliding the doors open on the Armory.

What weapon does Tey grab?

> A high-powered rifle. Single-shot use, before needing a long recharge time.

> A riot baton, with a ballistic shield. It's said to be able to withstand shots from high-powered weaponry for extended periods of time.

> An assault rifle. The same model as the standard-issue handgun, but on a larger and faster scale.

> Shotgun. The classic pump-and-shoot. It fires ballistic rounds. Ineffective against specially designed armor, but can punch a hole right through most EVA suits.

>>1819180
>> Shotgun. The classic pump-and-shoot. It fires ballistic rounds. Ineffective against specially designed armor, but can punch a hole right through most EVA suits.

we fast. closing the rang and then sohtguuning seems ideal

>>1819180
Take the assault rifle. Are we cleared for lethal shots or will this be set to stun?

>>1819180
>Shotgun. The classic pump-and-shoot. It fires ballistic rounds. Ineffective against specially designed armor, but can punch a hole right through most EVA suits.

>>1819180
>> A riot baton, with a ballistic shield. It's said to be able to withstand shots from high-powered weaponry for extended periods of time.
take a pistol to, but try to keep causalities down, this lets us bring cover wherever we move

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>>1819203
>>1819188

Tey grabs the shotgun from the rack, giving it a dramatic pump. Shell by shell, he begins to load it into the shotgun. It holds 15 shells, Tey with a bandolier can hold 30. That's 45 rounds total. Tey's pistol has unlimited ammo, but must take time to recharge. The different modes of the pistol use the saved up energy differently. As an addition to this, Tey also has a ritual combat knife used in religious ceremonies, but has an edge sharp enough to cut through flesh.

Shotgun - 15/45
Pistol - Different fire modes have different outcomes.

Stun must recharge after 15 shots.
Lethal must recharge after 10 shots.
Incendiary must recharge after 5 shots.
HE must recharge after 1 shot.


Tey looks to the others as they arm up. Amber takes the high-powered rifle, Kihir sticks to his revolver, but Samwell surprised you. That kid was toting two Assault Rifles. One slung over his back, the other in his hands. Regarding the kid for just a moment longer, you hear the Commanders voice over your headset.

"Pair up. Tey, I want you with Amber. Kihir, you're with the kid. Tey and Amber, I want you to secure the AI Upload, and link up with the Research Director, he'll give you orders from there. Kihir and Samwell, you're going EVA to secure the Telecommunications Satellite. Get to it."

Tey watches as Kihir and Samwell rush off, Amber looks to you with a curious look, before racking the bolt on her rifle and giving you a small smile. She's going to let you take the lead.

> Head straight there, no detours.

> Take the wide-route, just to double check for any intruders.

> Cut through maintenance. It's theoretically quicker, but with the power fluctuating, Tey and Amber might be trapped.

> Write-In?

>>1819226
>Head straight there, no detours.

>>1819226
>>Head straight there, no detours.


Permission to play ss13 music?

>>1819226
> Head straight there, no detours.

>>1819226
No detours

>>1819226
> Head straight there, no detours.
Shotgun and rifle should handle what we encounter

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>>1819233
I'd be hurt if you didn't.

>>1819235
>>1819233
>>1819228
>>1819237


Tey and Amber rush through the corridors. The alarm has sounded, and most employees are rushing to the safe zones. It's a surprise to Tey that Amber can actually keep up with him, but he continues his speed nonetheless. As they round the corner, they see a woman in a blue labcoat. A cigarette lit in her mouth, and a look of boredom on her face.

"I assume you two are the thugs that Dalton sent?" She asks, the eyeroll almost being heard through her tone. Tey gives a grunt of affirmation and Amber rushes to the other side to lock down the small corridor. The woman slides her ID against the door, and it opens. "Wait here, once I'm done here, we're headed for the R&D wing." She heads inside and the door locks behind her.

Tey turns and aims his shotgun down the opposite hallway. Another explosion rocks the station, and this time, you hear a static click in your headset, before the line goes dead completely. That can only mean one thing.

The T-Comms satellite is disabled.

> Run to the nearby Tool Closet to grab two station-bounced radios for yourself and Amber, leaving Amber to guard the door by herself.

> Send Amber to the nearby Tool Closet, leaving you to guard the door by yourself.

> Both of you stay put for now, but have no comms for the foreseeable future.

> Write-In?

Send Amber to the tool closet.

> Run to the nearby Tool Closet to grab two station-bounced radios for yourself and Amber, leaving Amber to guard the door by herself.

we need communcation

>>1819255
>>1819252

One for each. I'll give it ten minutes before I flip a coin.

>>1819247
> Run to the nearby Tool Closet to grab two station-bounced radios for yourself and Amber, leaving Amber to guard the door by herself.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pInBXkt3jvQ

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>>1819269
>>1819255

Tey quickly informs Amber as to the plan, and rushes off down the hallway. They are completely empty now, and it's quite eerie. Tey takes his time, shotgun up and aimed down the hallway. His hearing isn't the best, but his sense of smell is keen and will give away any changes in air pressure nearby.

As Tey circles a corner, he see's a suit he hasn't seen before. A large figure in a red, armored suit. The figure holds some sort of rifle, but it's hard to tell the make from this distance. The figure is facing away from you, and there's blood on the floor in front of him. The Tool Closet is on the other side of him.

> Rush-up, and engage in hand-to-hand.

> Blast him from a distance, using the shotgun.

> Attempt to stun him, and gather information.

> Wait for him to pass, and proceed on mission.

> Write-In?

>>1819275

close distance, apply shotgun blast directly to face

>>1819276
Support

>>1819276
Wait for him to pass. Give radio to amber. Then stalk stun kill

>>1819292
Support...My ss13 experience says rushing nuke ops is a horrible idea if your not a clown armed with the might banana.

>>1819276
>>1819290

ROLL A D50. First two get averaged.

Rolled 7 (1d50)

>>1819300

Rolled 19 (1d50)

>>1819300


>>1819303

we fucked

>>1819303
>>1819304
No no no...We had a chance for the second if it was good....Now we fucked up...V_V

>>1819300

also seriously, avraging? who does that?

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>>1819304
>>1819303
You tried.

Tey began his rush down the hallway, shotgun in hand. His warrior instincts kicked in before he could make a rational decision, and a warcry was let loose from his lips. The figure turned, and before Tey could react, let loose a flurry of fire into the gut of the Texlotl. Stun rounds. A shocking pain that shut down all muscle control ripped through Tey's body, but his momentum kept him flying. He collided with the armored figure, sending them both to the ground.

The figure seemed to shout something, but Tey's hearing was damaged due to a ringing in his ears. As he looked up, he could see the figure aiming a finishing shot, before a blue bolt ripped through his center, tearing him quite literally in half.

Amber rushed down the hallway, kicking the rifle away from the now two halves of the armored figure. Close behind her was Maldin, a strange blue slate in her hands.

"That was an idiotic move, you could've gotten yourself killed." Amber chides Tey, helping him to his feet. A sense of shame washes over the proud warrior, as the two Security Officers secure the weapon and two station-bounced radios. The Research Director takes the weapon, while Amber checks on the status of the station.

> Check for a headset on the corpse.

> Secure the Hallway to make sure none of his friends are nearby.

> Help Amber check on the status of the station.

> Write-In?

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'These mercenaries represent a direct threat to peace in the system, and I am unsure why we are letting them run loose in our streets. We have to deal with them immediately.' - Alec Ducott, CEO of Arclight Industries

(( Yeah, the averaging was a bad idea on second thought. Still working out the kinks of the system. ))

>>1819317
>> Secure the Hallway to make sure none of his friends are nearby.

>>1819317
You know, this is slowly becoming a favorite of mine. o3o

> Check for a headset on the corpse.

>>1819317
> Check for a headset on the corpse.

>Yeah, the averaging was a bad idea on second thought. Still working out the kinks of the system.

Never do averaging, just Best of 3 or 5 usually works best and efficiently

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>>1819317
Alright, everyone. Taking a small break so I can get some food in me, and shower and shit.

What are your thoughts on this quest? What can I do better, or what should I stop doing?

Also, how do you like the little flavor texts at the bottoms of some posts?

>>1819328

flavor exts are good, but really, just do best of 3 instad of avraging, its the standerd, so why deviate form it?

>>1819328
Awesome so far, enjoying it a lot

Definitely get chinese food

Stop averaging before it starts, just no plz

And the flavour texts are cool, small but enjoyable

>>1819328
Love the flavor texts, helps put a bit of perspective and lore into this quest. Other than I wish we could learn a bit more about the station, but our situation demands otherwise.
Overall liking it so far.

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And I am back for a little while longer. I do have to sleep at some time, but. Hey. I'm up for now, at least.

Gonna give people a bit longer to vote.

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>>1819324
>>1819322

Tey kneels down to the corpse, pulling the helmet off. The face is disfigured, likely from the force of the blast on his midsection. The headset on his ear is in pieces. There is no salvaging that. Amber looks rather stressed, before speaking.

"Tey, the situation isn't good. Kihir and Samwell have gone dark. No comms with them at all. The Commander is heavily injured, and currently in emergency surgery. Captain is dead. The Bridge is completely vented." She quickly rattles out, before racking another bolt and aiming down the hallway behind you. "Contacts!"

Two more armored figures stand at the end of the hallway, one with a blue shield of shimmering energy attached to her wrist, while she one handed a submachine gun, while the other had a very large machine gun. Tey quickly grabs the Director, and hits the deck behind the wall as bullets fly down the hallway.

> Flank around, hitting them from behind, leaving Amber and the Director alone for a minute or two.

> Grab the top-half of the corpse, and use it as a meatshield as Tey rushes down the hallway.

> Stick with Amber, and the Director, and get stuck in.

> Write-In?

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'It was a wonder the Texlotl didn't annihilate themselves before we arrived. It seemed every so called Clan was at war with every other Clan. When they discovered the atomic bomb, we knew we had to act unless we wanted to witness the genocide of a species.' - Commander Hayao Yushikaze, Commander of the 'Dauntless'.

>>1819365
>Flank around, hitting them from behind, leaving Amber and the Director alone for a minute or two.

>>1819369
Support

>>1819365
> Flank around, hitting them from behind, leaving Amber and the Director alone for a minute or two.

Did you get chinese food?

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>>1819376
>>1819370
>>1819369
(( No Chinese food places around here, sadly. :( ))

Tey rushes off, aiming to head around and flank the two heavily armored individuals while they were focused on Amber. Amber expressed her objections to this course of action, due to how the last plan went, but Tey insisted. She relented.

Tey quickly rushed around the corridors, the gunfire still echoing throughout the hallways. As Tey rounded the last corner, he saw something move in the dark corner of a hallway. A Vorpal Gun charging up. Whether this was a Security Officer, or something else remained unclear, but that Vorpal Gun was aimed right at the two figures pinning down Amber and the Director.

> Rush in anyway, a quicker solution.

> Let the shadowy figure open fire. It might not work, but it does not reveal Tey's position.

> Attempt to communicate. Risks detection.

> Write-In?

>>1819381
>> Let the shadowy figure open fire. It might not work, but it does not reveal Tey's position.

>>1819381
> Attempt to communicate. Risks detection.
Risk it for the biscuit

>>1819381
D-find a piece of cover and attempt to communicate with him, but be wary when he attempts to shoot you. And don't be afraid to use the HE setting to surprise him for hopefullly a kill.

>>1819396
>>1819387
>>1819382
Will give ten minutes, before I roll a 1d3 to see which option wins.

Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>1819396
>>1819387
>>1819382
Rush in - 1
Sit back - 2
Communicate - 3

>>1819413

my option got picked again? this can only mean the lizern illuminaiti is supporting me!

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>>1819413

Tey remains in his location, attempting to hide his bulk as effectively as possible. The gunfire stops for a moment, and Tey hears a word uttered in the corner. "High Explosive." In an instant, the trigger is pulled, and an explosion is both felt and heard from the other side of the corner. Tey, knowing that the mysterious figure's Vorpal Gun now has to recharge, rounds the corner, and delivers some sweet shotgun barrel justice to the remaining figure.

That remaining figure who is missing a leg and an arm, and covered in the ichor of her compatriot. With a single shot to the head, Tey puts the operative out of her misery, and turns to see someone emerging from the darkness. It's another Texlotl, one of Tey's close friends. Axe. Short for Axelitzotl. He regards Tey with an ancestral greeting. Grabbing each others hands and attempting to crush it.

Together, they round the corner, to see Amber laying on the ground, a pool of blood under her, and the Director applying pressure to her leg. Amber seems to be staring at the cieling, her chest rising and falling faintly.

"She needs to get to Medical, right now. Listen, I can't risk this falling into their hands. You have to take it, and get it off this station. Get it back to Central Command." The Director orders you, handing you the blue disk from earlier, wrapping Ambers arm around her shoulder and hoisting her up.

> Send Axe with them for added protection.

> Give Axe the blue disk, and go with Amber.

> Let them go on their own, and take Axe with you.

> Write-In?

>>1819418

"exacly how far abouve my clearence is this? i dont want to hand this off to someone who shouldent be seeing this once i get there."

>>1819418
A. In other news I think this is my last vote for the night gotta head to bed it was fun seeing this develop hope for more qm! O30

>>1819421
Support

>>1819418
Leave axe with them. Take the disc.

>>1819421
>>1819422
>>1819423
>>1819425

on the bright side these options dont seem to be mutally excusive, so i tihnk QM can do both of them

>>1819425
>>1819423
>>1819422
>>1819421

Seems we have a tie. I'll call it a night here as well. In the morning, unless we have more votes, I'll flip a coin to decide.

It was fun running this. Hope to see you all in the morning.

>>1819430

i just said you could do both without a problem...?

>>1819430
I didn't see that when I posted that. You right.

Still though. In the morning.

Alright! I'm back for a long ass time. How many peeps are around, and we'll get this shindig started again.

>>1820899
Hi

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>>1819418

"How above my clearance is this? I don't want to hand this off to someone who shouldn't have it when I get there?" Tey asks, loading two more shells into his shotgun to replace the two that he had fired.

Shotgun: 15/43

The Director looks at Tey. "So far above that if you lose it, you'll find a black bag over your face and your existence will be erased from every database."

Tey nods, not wanting to draw the waiting time for Amber out any further. He gives a simple hand gesture to Axe, signalling him to go with them so that they have a bit more firepower to get to the Medical Bay. Axe goes without any problems, as he doesn't want to be involved in the situation well above his paygrade.

The group heads off, leaving Tey alone in the dark, bloodstained corridor. He has a few options on which direction to go to.

>Head through the maintenance tunnels. Quiet, and out of the way. Tey likely won't run into any resistance on the way, but it takes a bit longer.

>Head straight there, through the main corridor. Tey will likely run into resistance, but there's a lot of side rooms to take cover in.

>Go through one of the side corridors. Smaller than the main corridor, but bigger than the maintenance tunnels.

---
'The jewel of Tau Ceti. New Meridia is the economic center of the known galaxy. That brings crime, and terror with it. It's a beautiful cesspit of a city. I wouldn't live anywhere else.' -Star Jackson, Movie Star.

>>1821017
Forgot name.

>>1821017
>>Go through one of the side corridors. Smaller than the main corridor, but bigger than the maintenance tunnels.
>Go through one of the side corridors. Smaller than the main corridor, but bigger than the maintenance tunnels.

Slow day don't worry it happenens qm

>>1821017
>>Go through one of the side corridors. Smaller than the main corridor, but bigger than the maintenance tunnels.

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>>1821328
>>1821099

Tey rushes down the side corridor, when he could hear distant gunshots. Due to Tey's knowledge of the station, he could ascertain that the gunshots are coming from the Bar. Tey has a choice.

> Go to the Bar, and scope out that situation.

> Continue on course.


(( Sorry for short post, but there isn't much you can really detail about running down a hallway without sounding pretentious. ))

>>1821361
>> Go to the Bar, and scope out that situation.

>>1821379
Support, maybe we can see a clown robusting a nuke ops

>>1821409

i feel like a sinner for saying this, but ive never even HEARD of SS13. so plz explain

>>1821361
>Go to the Bar, and scope out that situation.

>>1821361
This /qst/ is basically SS13

Come up with an original idea

FINALLY! A ss13 quest!

>>1822173
>>1822319
whats ss13 :/

>>1822173
no u