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Merge pull request #79 from Gr33d-y/let-skrell-drink!!!
Let the Skrell DRINK
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TRAIT_CAN_STRIP,
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TRAIT_CAN_USE_FLIGHT_POTION,
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TRAIT_LITERATE,
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TRAIT_WATER_BREATHING,
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TRAIT_HARDLY_WOUNDED,
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)
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inherent_biotypes = MOB_ORGANIC|MOB_HUMANOID
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brutemod = 1.70
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exotic_blood = /datum/reagent/copper
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bodytemp_normal = (BODYTEMP_NORMAL + 70)
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bodytemp_heat_damage_limit = FIRE_MINIMUM_TEMPERATURE_TO_SPREAD
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bodytemp_cold_damage_limit = (T20C - 10)
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bodytemp_cold_damage_limit = (T20C - 30)
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species_language_holder = /datum/language_holder/skrell
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mutant_bodyparts = list()
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mutanttongue = /obj/item/organ/internal/tongue/skrell
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toxic_food = DAIRY | MEAT
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toxic_food = DAIRY
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disliked_food = RAW | CLOTH
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liked_food = TOXIC | FRUIT | VEGETABLES
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liked_food = TOXIC | FRUIT | VEGETABLES | SEAFOOD
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payday_modifier = 0.75
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default_mutant_bodyparts = list("skrell_hair" = ACC_RANDOM)
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changesource_flags = MIRROR_BADMIN | WABBAJACK | MIRROR_MAGIC | MIRROR_PRIDE | ERT_SPAWN | RACE_SWAP | SLIME_EXTRACT
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cold_message = "You can't stand the freezing cold with every breath you take!"
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cold_level_1_threshold = 248
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cold_level_2_threshold = 220
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cold_level_3_threshold = 170
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cold_level_1_damage = COLD_GAS_DAMAGE_LEVEL_2 //Keep in mind with gas damage levels, you can set these to be negative, if you want someone to heal, instead.
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cold_level_3_threshold = 100
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cold_level_1_damage = COLD_GAS_DAMAGE_LEVEL_1 //Keep in mind with gas damage levels, you can set these to be negative, if you want someone to heal, instead.
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cold_level_2_damage = COLD_GAS_DAMAGE_LEVEL_2
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cold_level_3_damage = COLD_GAS_DAMAGE_LEVEL_3
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cold_damage_type = BRUTE
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hot_message = "You can't stand the searing heat with every breath you take!"
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heat_level_1_threshold = 318
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heat_level_2_threshold = 348
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heat_level_1_threshold = 380
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heat_level_2_threshold = 400
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heat_level_3_threshold = 1000
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heat_level_1_damage = HEAT_GAS_DAMAGE_LEVEL_2
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heat_level_1_damage = HEAT_GAS_DAMAGE_LEVEL_1
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heat_level_2_damage = HEAT_GAS_DAMAGE_LEVEL_2
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heat_level_3_damage = HEAT_GAS_DAMAGE_LEVEL_3
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heat_damage_type = BURN
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name = "skrell liver"
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icon_state = "liver"
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icon = 'modular_skyrat/modules/organs/icons/skrell_organ.dmi'
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alcohol_tolerance = 5
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alcohol_tolerance = 0.002
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toxTolerance = 10 //can shrug off up to 10u of toxins.
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liver_resistance = 1.2 * LIVER_DEFAULT_TOX_RESISTANCE // +20%
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liver_resistance = 0.8 * LIVER_DEFAULT_TOX_RESISTANCE // -20%
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/datum/species/skrell/get_species_description()
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return "Hailing from another realm, skrell are adaptable to their enviroment \
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and intend to make this new realm their home to escape the inquisition."
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/datum/species/skrell/get_species_lore()
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return list(
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"Skrell were a once powerful race with their home now in ruins. What was once sprawling cities home to \
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technological advancements beyond our wildest dreams, now a husk of its former self. Society reduced back \
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to the medieval age of society with not a soul alive to remember the good days. Now there is only misery on their planet,\
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for the inquisitors make sure of it. ",
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"The planet Qu’ul was, and still is, a planet comprised largely of swamps. Wet mud with temperatures ranging from arid to frozen.\
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The creatures on this planet were mostly amphibious with few exceptions. Creatures of flight were thought to be myth, for they did\
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not roam the planet. One species, the apex species, came to be the Skrell, their flesh soft and froglike, their gills like that of\
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a fish, and their brain most akin to that of a human. There were of course, some differences in the brain compared to a human.\
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Structurally, their brain is more spongy, softer, and most importantly, highly sensitive to psychic abilities. Once upon a time\
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they used such abilities in their day to day, tempered their powers in new and creative ways akin to magic. Thousands of years of progress,\
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slowly destroyed over another thousand years. The collective worries and thoughts of the population collected and became real, slowly at first,\
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but quickly spiraling out of control. What could simply be a common cold spread all around, fears of the unknown disease from around the\
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planet assumed it to be a plague, and thus, from the fears of the people, it became one. From the fears of this age of death, the\
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idea that death was around the corner manifested at first in animals suddenly snapping, ripping at the Skrell in their despair. Then came\
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the fear of monsters in the dark, causing them to manifest in all sorts of wicked shapes. For now that they knew it was possible, it was truth.\
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A thousand years of fear lead to a new truth however, a truth that their abilities that were once the pinnacle of their society were\
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now nothing more than unclean thoughts, punishments for fear, and a new order lashed out at those who dared use psychic abilities.\
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Although still possible, they forgot their ways, and that part of their spongy blue brain shrunk from generations of\
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unutilized potential. Inquisitors were seen as heroes, those who brought order from the despair.",
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" Yet some were unhappy with the situation and gained a means to escape. Some learned of ways to open gateways to other\
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worlds through a place referred to as the void, unspoken of to anyone outside of those in the know, or the inquisition.\
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The world between words they had to travel from was one of absolute magic. Creatures that can only be described as fae borne\
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existed in this realm. Time itself was inconsistent, warping itself at random, what felt like half an hour could be half\
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a year in the outside world, or 30 years could be 30 seconds. Furthermore, what took a planet of skrell to make real would\
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now only take a few in this realm, even with their abilities weakened from both lack of practice and evolution.\
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The place was as if it was made of pure imagination. Yet one thing was always sure. One who spent any un-needed time in the\
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realm will mutate, sometimes in ways that make them unrecognizable from what they once were. When anyone chooses however,\
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they can leave the realm often finding themselves in our reality. Its often wondered if their home planet has yet to be found,\
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or if they truly are leaving their reality to come to our own.",
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)
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