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## About The Pull Request Removes/tweaks some abductor victim objectives for being way too hazardous/rulebreaking or just confusing. Adds some new abductor victim objectives to compensate. ## Why It's Good For The Game Some objectives were a little too strong/outdated (Examples: Removing all oxygen from the station, flooding the powernet with power). It's best to see the changes to see what I mean. ## Proof Of Testing If it compiles, it werks. ## Changelog 🆑 BurgerBB del: Removes some over the top abductor victim objectives and adds some new ones. /🆑 <!-- Both 🆑's are required for the changelog to work! You can put your name to the right of the first 🆑 if you want to overwrite your GitHub username as author ingame. --> <!-- You can use multiple of the same prefix (they're only used for the icon ingame) and delete the unneeded ones. Despite some of the tags, changelogs should generally represent how a player might be affected by the changes rather than a summary of the PR's contents. --> <!-- By opening a pull request. You have read and understood the repository rules located on the main README.md on this project. --> Co-authored-by: Waterpig <49160555+Majkl-J@users.noreply.github.com>
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All the pets around here suck. You need to make them cooler. Replace them with exotic beasts!
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Being alone and in large groups are both frightening. Try to be alone with only one other person whenever possible.
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Call forth a spirit from the other side.
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Climb the corporate ladder all the way to the top!
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Convince the crew that you are a paraplegic.
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Ensure your department prospers over all else.
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Expand the station.
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Fuck the system! Defect from the station and start an independent colony in space, Lavaland or the derelict. Recruit crew-mates if you can.
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Go have a good conversation with the singularity/tesla/supermatter crystal. Bonus points if it responds.
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It's all an entirely virtual simulation within an underground vault. Convince the crew to escape the shackles of VR.
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Nanotrasen is abusing the animals! Save as many as you can!
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No matter how they say it, other people keep mispronouncing your name. Be sure to correct them whenever possible.
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Replace all the floor tiles with wood, carpeting, grass or bling.
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So much lies undiscovered. Look deeper into the machinations of the universe.
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Start a collection of corpses. Don't kill people to get these corpses.
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The CEO of Nanotrasen is coming! Ensure the station is in absolutely pristine condition.
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The clown is not funny. You can do better! Steal his audience and make the crew laugh!
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The crew must get to know one another better. Break down the walls inside the station! Try not to space the space station, though!
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The elder gods hunger. Gather a cult and conduct a ritual to summon one.
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The leaders of this station are hiding a grand, evil conspiracy. Only you can learn what it is, and expose it to the people!
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The nitrogen is killing them all and they don't even know it. Make sure no nitrogen is in the station's air and replace it with something safer.
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The Syndicate has hired you to compile dossiers on all important members of the crew. Be sure they don't know you're doing it.
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The station is ill. Medicate them until they're cured.
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There are alien parasites masquerading as people's hair. Save people from this invasion.
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There is only one other person in existence, he is just really good at pretending to be multiple people.
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This is a secret social experiment conducted by Nanotrasen. Convince the crew that this is the truth.
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You are doomed to feel woefully incomplete forever... until you find your true love on this station. They're waiting for you!
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You are hungry. Eat as much food as you can find.
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Your flesh is rotting from your body. Fight the inevitable, and replace your tainted limbs with entirely new ones.
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You are secretly an android. Interface with as many machines as you can to boost your own power so the AI may acknowledge you at last.
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You burn with passion for music. Share your vision. If anyone hates it, beat them on the head with your instrument!
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You can't see. Perhaps a new pair of eyes can help.
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You died back there and went to heaven... or is it hell? No one here seems to know they're dead. Convince them, and maybe you can escape this limbo.
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You have been changed forever. Find the ones that did this to you and give them a taste of their own medicine.
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You must escape the station! Get the shuttle called!
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You're the narrator of this tale. Follow around the protagonists to tell their story.
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You're throwing a huge rager. Make it as awesome as possible so the whole crew comes... OR ELSE!
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Your body must be improved. Ingest as many drugs as you can.
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The plasma revolution and its consequences have been a disaster for the human race. Stop the downfall of society, before it's too late!
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Anyone being pulled or carried is clearly getting kidnapped. Be sure to let security know!
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There is absolutely nothing wrong with the security department and anyone who says otherwise is a Syndicate Agent.
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You are a popular Nanotrasen.net streamer. You must refer to the people as "chat".
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Ensure that all communication is to be done on common radio. If people have nothing to hide, they have nothing to fear.
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You're not getting paid your fair share! Demand better pay from your employers.
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Build your own racetrack and start a rolling chair fire extinguisher race in the halls. Radical!
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Ensure the station is slip-free.
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The communication channels is a mess. Become the moderator you were meant to be.
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Pornography is not art. Ensure that you put it in the proper place: the trash.
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