Closed Probe1 closed 7 years ago
Holy shit you stole my idea. REPORTED
I GUESS ITS A RACE TO SEE WHO CODES IT FIRST NOW
Did you know if you bite a borg, it makes mustard gas?
Would there be a way to make mustard gas spawn every time someone does something that causes a runtime error?
Last round Aurx gibbed himself and it caused a runtime that was inexplicable to read and I want this.
Then there's an issue with gibself as a borg or gibself as a MMI'd brain.
Please don't code this, it makes mustard gas.
Polyacid smoke grenade you chump.
XGM port.. which is woefully far from completion and needs a lot of work.
Remember that we tried gas datums and the server tanked.
Because you didn't do it properly
First time i've seen Wilfred Owen in a github thread tbh.
WYCI actually exists but we don't have the gas datums to handle it.
exists but we don't have the gas datums to handle it
How? Why would someone add it without adding the modifications needed to make use of it?
Just saying but with gas datums the entire room would flood instantly with the gas which is almost certainly not what you want either.
I SEE THAT SNEAKY EDIT PJB
Description of issue
THERES NO WAY TO SCAR THE LUNGS OF MY FELLOW CREW AS AN ANTAGONIST
Difference between expected and actual behavior
I EXPECTED CHEMICAL WARFARE
I DID NOT GET CHEMICAL WARFARE
Steps to reproduce
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs And towards our distant rest began to trudge. Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind; Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind. Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling, Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time; But someone still was yelling out and stumbling, And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . . Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light, As under a green sea, I saw him drowning. In all my dreams, before my helpless sight, He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning. If in some smothering dreams you too could pace Behind the wagon that we flung him in, And watch the white eyes writhing in his face, His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin; If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, My friend, you would not tell with such high zest To children ardent for some desperate glory, The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori.
Specific information for locating
PROBABLY WANNA LOOK AT WELDER FUEL VOLATILES TO GET THE GIST OF HOW THE GAME HANDLES IT, AND OBVIOUSLY CHEM GRENADES AND UPLINK.DM.
Length of time in which bug has been known to occur
WE'VE NEVER HAD MUSTARD GAS!
Server revision
WE MAY NEVER KNOW
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