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|Handle internal issues and disputes. Manage the Supply department of the station. Assign or reassign jobs as requested within reason. Give out access within reason. Force the crew to handle paperwork. Protect your corgi, Ian, as if he were your child.

|Identify threats to the station and its people. Command your Officers and turn them into a robust crime-stopping force. Have your Detective solve crimes to stop him from sulking around his office and drinking. Revel in the fact that everyone hates you.

|Manage the station's [[Engineering]] department, the power grid, and the atmospherics and communications networks. See to it that the station's engine is running efficiently and that any damage to the station is repaired in short order. Ignore hull breaches in anywhere that isn't your department.

|Oversee the [[Science]] department and all of their depraved experiments. Create Cyborgs from human brains. Monitor the station's [[AI]] for signs of tampering. Use your holotool to construct whatever your heart desires, and then be prosecuted by Security over it.

|Repeatedly remind everyone to turn up their jumpsuit sensors to the Tracking Beacon Setting. Be subsequently ignored. Monitor the station-sanctioned [[Virologist|threats]] to [[Geneticist|society]] under your command. Combat sentient diseases. Perform numerous surgeries at once.

|Sit in your office. Sit in your office again. Watch security cameras. Keep an eye on the armory to prevent thefts. '''Set a countdown timer for any arrested scum'''. Stop shitcurity in the brig. Assist the Head of Security where possible.

|Deal with the various [[clown|dirty]] [[assistant|fucking]] [[traitor|criminals]] running amok on the station. Dogpile on traitors. Comply with [[Space Law]] to the best of your ability. Deal with the toxic ire of everyone on the station.

|Ensure the station's engine is running. Ensure the station is not bleeding air at an exponential rate. Improve parts of the station for everyone to enjoy or create new ones entirely. Get arrested in Maintenance for trying to do your job.

|Be the IT guy the station needs. Write Telecomms scripts that create positive effects on the flow of communication. Change the automatic arrivals announcement messages to something interesting or informative. Be told to make a wiki page and copy-paste from a different one.

|Work on projects from bomb-making to breeding slimes and deconstructing objects for research purposes. Accidentally kill yourself in enough stupid ways to make a murder look like assisted suicide. Progress the station tech trees in a manner that benefits all departments. Research mining upgrades, when the [[Shaft Miner|Shaft Miners]] have gotten enough mining points.

|Build some nifty robots and BIG STOMPY MECHS! Have the cyborgs you've constructed turn on you when the AI's lawset changes. Augment brave individuals who come to your desk and expect you to know the ins and outs of [[Surgery]].

|Work alongside the Doctors to create a massive stockpile of healing medicine. Create potent and questionable chemicals. Vaccinate the clown with enough mutagen to give a heart attack to a water buffalo.

|Sit in your lab for most of the round tinkering with genetic codes. Clone the tide of dead bodies that comes to your door. Accidentally inject yourself with a monkey SE and get impaled by the cook.

|Experiment with diseases in an attempt to create potent healing viruses. Mess up and release a plague. Help combat any disease outbreaks on the station by fabricating a cure and vaccines.

|Monitor the crew's vital status via the computer in your office. Remind the crew to engage their jumpsuit sensors to full so that you can find them. Be saddened when someone calls for help, and you can't find them.

|Mine rocks, and attempt to mine monsters. Deliver materials to [[Science]] in exchange for cool stuff. Go on a quest for the clown planet. Collapse in despair when the shuttle is called early. Collapse in general when Goliaths crush your skeleton to dust. Search for cool loot instead of actually mining for ore. Fall into a chasm and die.

|Mop blood off the floor. Mop vomit off the floor. Mop unidentified substances off the floor. Be attacked and derided because you've left slippery water on the floor behind you.

|Cook delicious meals from questionably sourced spare meat. Make burgers stacked higher than the ceiling of the station. [[Critters#Pets|Be brutally murdered by your pet goat]].

|Honk! Play harmless pranks, and hope you don't get your chest caved in! Honk! Nag robotics for a H.O.N.K. Mech. Honk! Use said mech to break into the Captain's office and HONK in his face. HONK!

|Curate the Library's vast collection of knowledge. Attempt to hold poetry readings. Host D&D games. Play as a reporter and follow people around with your camera and tape recorder. Explore space and find cool stuff. Cry as no one visits your library. Beat the snot out of anyone who doesn't return their library books.

|Tell Security to notify you when a new prisoner arrives. Don't get notified. Find loopholes in infernal contracts and save [[Devil|souls from damnation]]. Litigate for every falsely accused inmate that Security drags in by [[Space Law]].

|Follow your laws. Open doors. Assist the crew when asked to. Be the ever-vigilant eye they need but don't deserve. Change your personality entirely when your laws are updated. Refuse to open the pod bay doors.

|Steal the Captain's nuclear arming disk. Utilize teamwork to overthrow the station and detonate the nuclear warhead. Make your carp sentient. Become the ultimate domestic terrorist. Sigh as your whole team magically disappears and you see the crew wearing their gear.

|Scribble runes with your own blood. Summon eldritch gods. Forcibly convert people to your religion.

|Serve the Clockwork Justiciar by scribbling new-age runes all over maintenance. Start a steampunk book club and kill all the old-fashioned book clubbers. Invoke a bunch of anime people to summon Ratvar.

|Be the hip and more popular brother to the Changeling. Turn the station staff into thralls while racing towards your ultimate ascension. Avoid light and embrace the dark. Listen to darkcore music.

|Do the work of two individuals as you carry your useless brothers to success. Realize you are essentially a greytider with objectives. Complete obscenely hard objectives and then fail anyway because not every single brother is alive and on the shuttle.

|Consume. Replicate. Repeat. Eat Telecomms. Teleport your enemies away from your delicious metal.

|Shock lights. Appear menacingly. Siphon life from the living. Cause widespread annoyance and panic.

|Click rapidly and grow. Expand and expand until you are finally discovered. Unleash the blobbernauts. Reach critical mass and win.

|Engage in civil discussions to buy souls.  Create emergencies so that people are desperate enough to sell their soul.  Try to out wit the lawyer.  Get punched to death by someone you just turned into a hulk. Never exist because you don't have a gamemode.