Редактирование: Обсуждение:Должности (раздел)

== Service ==
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! scope="col" style="background-color:{{ColorPalette|Civilian|Secondary}};" width=200|Job
! scope="col" class="unsortable" style="background-color:{{ColorPalette|Civilian|Secondary}};" |Role
! scope="col" style="background-color:{{ColorPalette|Civilian|Secondary}};" width=100|Сложность
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![[File:Generic_hop.png|64px|link=Head of Personnel]]<br>[[Глава персонала]]
|<s>Manage</s> Ignore internal problems. Assign jobs, alter IDs, maintain records, judge the unworthy [[assistant]]s, flood the station with Clowns, distribute silver IDs to those clowns, be the hero the station <s>needs</s> deserves. Protect Ian with your life until a low-reputation traitor stuffs him into the washing machine when you aren't looking. Cry near cargo because [[Quartermaster]] is now the head of his own department, diminishing your purpose in life.
!<span style="display: none;">a</span>Средняя
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![[File:Generic_janitor.png|64px|link=Janitor]]<br>[[Уборщик]]
|Mop blood off the floor, then get arrested for creating a safety hazard. Get killed for your boots. Swear constantly. Leave bear traps in public hallways. Rejoice when slaughter demons appear, only to be killed by the accompanying wizard. Discover the joys of water vapor.
!<span style="display: none;">d</span>Низкая
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![[File:Generic_barman.png|64px|link=Bartender]]<br>[[Бармен]]
|Mix cocktails. <s>Protect Pun Pun at all cost</s> Toss the monkey's bloodied corpse into disposals. Dodge glasses being thrown at you. Have your shotgun stolen after loading it with live ammo from RnD. Act surprised when people start to die from drinking your "cocktails". Pretend you didn't see the [[chef]] put that guy in the gibber. Spend an hour making a lovely array of drinks, have them all be smashed by a bored assistant, then torture him until he begs for death.
!<span style="display: none;">d</span>Низкая
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![[File:Generic_chef.png|64px|link=Chef]]<br>[[Повар]]
|"Yur puurt thuur chiir-ken airn der bewl" - Cook delicious meals from spare meat in the morgue (Yum!). Deep fry stolen traitor gear. Abduct Pun Pun at all costs, delimb and disembowel him, and turn him into soup. Find out if it will blend. Deep fry the armory. [[Critters#Neutral|Be brutally murdered by your pet goat]]. Unleash your CQC on anybody who dares enter your domain. Deep fry the Captain's spare ID. Complain about the botanists growing inedible super-weed. Deep fry the AI.
!<span style="display: none;">d</span>Низкая
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![[File:Generic_botanist.png|64px|link=botanist]]<br>[[Ботаник]]
|Grow <strike>the good stuff</strike> grass, place it everywhere, man. Oversee the production of illegal drugs security cares fuck all about. Get ignored by a [[Chemist|dude making crayon powder grenades]] while you're asking for crucial supplies.  Grow medicinal crops to heal the acid burns sustained during <s>a chem lab robbery</s> equipment redistribution. Smoke <s>weed</s> dandy corn-cob pipes er'ryday. Make acid-filled tomatos and melt everyone's stuff. Allow hydroponics to become a horrifying farmhouse. Get lynched for releasing your bees full of dangerous chemicals. Find unimaginably rare and dangerous chemicals in your strange seeds, then die to a random traitor before they grow.
!<span style="display: none;">c</span>Средняя
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![[File:Generic_assistant2.png|64px|link=Assistant]]<br>[[Ассистент]]
|Roleplay as a hobo. Break into every other department like a kid in a candy shop. Steal things to see what funny message pops up when you commit suicide with them. Beat people/objects with toolboxes. Spawn with a grey jumpsuit and become the chosen one. Gangbang the captain to death with fellow grey tide drones and blame it on the Clown. Channel your exhaustion of playing actual jobs into finding and abusing janky bugs. Never assist anyone.
!<span style="display: none;">f</span>None
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![[File:Generic_clown.png|64px|link=Clown]]<br>[[Клоун]]
|Honk! Play harmless pranks and hope you don't get your chest caved in! Honk! Nag the HoP for all access. Honk! Prank the CMO until he commits suicide out of frustration. Honk! Nag robotics for a H.O.N.K. Mech. Honk! Use both tools to break into the Captain's office and HONK in his face. HONK!
!<span style="display: none;">e</span>ХОНК!
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![[File:Generic_mime.png|64px|link=Mime]]<br>[[Мим]]
|''*wave''
!<span style="display: none;">e</span>...
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![[File:Generic_chaplain.png|64px|link=Chaplain]]<br>[[Священник]]
|Get people drunk on holy water. Run around the station looking for people you're allowed to behead with your armory of pop-culture references. Behead corpses if you can't find any. Be best friends with security, despite the fact that they should probably arrest you for your murderous tendencies. Get lost in maintenance during a cult. Be beaten to death by security for your <s>null rod</s> SORD... so they can validhunt the wizard. Turn everyone into androids or makeshift candles.
!<span style="display: none;">d</span>Низкая
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![[File:Generic_librarian.png|64px|link=Curator]]<br>[[Куратор]]
|Attempt to hold poetry readings. Host D&D games. Stalk people with your camera. Get lynched for reading pornography over the radio. Beat the snot out of anyone who doesn't return their library books. Allow the cult to set up an AI module in your private study. Find treasure for your exhibit in the depths of space. Realize that you're not a librarian and release your inner dominatrix via the whip. Vandalize the front of the brig with erotica graffiti. Use your whip to make CentCom be confused about why all the disablers and batons are in space. Get deathsquadded for doing so.
!<span style="display: none;">d</span>Низкая
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![[File:Generic_lawyer.png‎|64px|link=Lawyer]]<br>[[Адвокат]]
|Tell security to notify you when a new prisoner arrives. Don't get notified. Send PDA messages to everybody advertising your services in the hopes of human contact. Attempt to obstruct every arrest. Have the murderous changelings released on a technicality while convincing the Captain to permabrig the clown. Get your ribs kicked in for taking a stun baton. Eventually be ignored and go to the bar. Become a drunken wreck and space yourself in frustration.
!<span style="display: none;">d</span>Низкая
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![[File:Generic_psychologist.png‎|64px|link=Psychologist]]<br>[[Психолог]]
|Pursue the fruitless endeavor of trying to provide mental healthcare aboard a station staffed near exclusively with violent sociopaths. Give up on that and chillax in your office. Sample all of your "happy pills". Break into Chemistry and make your own. Convince Security you have a license for cyanide tablets. Somehow be a more productive medical professional than the actual doctors. Commit ritualistic suicide with the moth plushie.
!<span style="display: none;">d</span>Низкая
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