Catpeople - Revision history

imported>Denton: redirecting the page to felinids

2018-08-09T18:07:05Z

redirecting the page to felinids

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	~~{{RacePageHeader~~		#REDIRECT [[Felinids]]
	~~\|headerbgcolor = darkgreen~~
	~~\|headerfontcolor = white~~
	~~\|genus = Homo Sapiens Felis~~
	~~\|imagebgcolor = lightgray~~
	~~\|img_generic = Catpeople.png~~
	~~\|img =~~
	~~\|speciename = Catperson~~
	~~\|homeworld = Japanifornia and plastic surgery rooms~~
	~~\|central authority = United Earth Government~~
	~~\|restricted job roles = Command Roles~~
	~~\|guides = No external guides~~
	~~\|quote=Nya~!~~
	}}

	Humans spread from arm to arm of the galaxy. But something happened along the way. Mutants, though closer to humanity than other species, are still barred from higher positions in the [[Chain of Command\|chain of command]].

	~~=History=~~
	~~'''''### ERROR: REMOTE INTERCEPT - INFORMATION MAY HAVE BEEN REDACTED FROM THIS DOCUMENT FOR YOUR SAFETY ###'''''~~

	Cat people have a long history with Space Station 13. One of the earliest events still recorded, in much simpler times, shows cat ears and tails were perhaps just [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/2850 a consumer product]] available in the galaxy. Innocent enough as well, at least concerning what cat people were, [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/8427 pet collars]] became the height of niche fashion a year after cat ears returned to shelves. Though consumers complained cat ears and collars could not be put on together, the manufacturers questioned who would be unable to wear ears on their head, a tail somewhere unpleasant and a collar on their neck all together. Market researchers claimed these complaints were from children not suited to the product given the letters were written in colourful crayon.

	Though the origin of cat ears are missing, we do know that they are currently a novelty item created by [[The Syndicate#Animal Rights Consortium\|the Animals Rights Consortium]] in an effort to make you care more for cats by making you more like them, <s>rather than the obvious solution of making cats more like humans with babies instead of kittens</s>. The collars are too, because an inmate pet needs a collar so other people know it's not supposed to be wandering outside of space stations. It took only three months of no response to the crayon complaints before a raving madman broke into the Animal Rights Consortium's headquarters, armed with just a pair of stungloves, a fire extinguisher full of welding fuel and a lit match. The pet loving organisation soon discovered the letters were not written by children, but ''Nanotrasen'' employees <s>and children, we hope, at least the one authorised by a clown's rubber stamp, must have been a birthday party.</s>

	As it turns out, the Animal Rights Consortium had been working on a mad science. The ability to make toy ears and tail out of flesh that cannot be yanked out when <s>mum and dad</s> the AI and Captain open your dorm door. The previous raving madman was told if he got his employers to accept surgery for this new product, he would be the first to receive it outside of the laboratory. This coincided with the time that Nanotrasen was to allow its employees to look unkempt even in front of competitors; tattoos and scars. Naturally, on the day after the madman was offered a catty chance, Nanotrasen declared its shareholders must vote on allowing its employees the privilege of either scars and tattoos or a new plastic surgery. Despite the executive's voice on the announcement wavering along with another man on the microphone yelling at him what to say, and the news of rescheduled deathsquad exercises, ''and'' the sound of weapons fire at the end of the announcement, the executives voted for their [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/10209 purrfurred outcome]]. Needless to say, the crazed madman was not the first to receive the infamous ears or tail.

	Two years again afterwards and the surgical technology was refined. The hearing of the ears was enhanced, though security's liberal usage of [[Flashbang#Flashbang\|flash bangs]] is not helpful to this further modification to make humans care more for their frisky feline pets. Some predictions are that the next modification will be enhanced night vision, which will too cause greater issue with flash bangs, or that claws are the next potential step. Some ask when it will stop, the Animal Rights Consortium don't.

	At the same time, reactionaries amongst Nanotrasen ranks helped to encourage [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/28395 furred products]] though it was soon found out to be sourced from [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/28732 black market chop shops]] that were only legalised in Nanotrasen trade networks due to either executive dislike for cat people or executive mistrust of coming back alive after going for surgery at an Animal Rights Consortium facility, depending on which rumours you hear in maintenance.

	~~'''''### REMOTE INTERCEPT ENDS - HAVE A SECURE DAY ###'''''~~

	~~=Roleplay=~~
	~~<span style="color:~~#~~00FF00">''";Nya!"''</span>~~

	~~{{Jobs}}~~

	[[~~Category:Backstory~~]]

imported>Shezza at 11:37, 3 August 2018

2018-08-03T11:37:18Z

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	\|img =		\|img =
	\|speciename = Catperson		\|speciename = Catperson
	\|homeworld = ~~Japania~~ and plastic surgery rooms		\|homeworld = Japanifornia and plastic surgery rooms
	\|central authority = United Earth Government		\|central authority = United Earth Government
	\|restricted job roles = Command Roles		\|restricted job roles = Command Roles

imported>Letter N: adds name

2018-06-28T16:56:59Z

adds name

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	\|img_generic = Catpeople.png		\|img_generic = Catpeople.png
	\|img =		\|img =
			\|speciename = Catperson
	\|homeworld = Japania and plastic surgery rooms		\|homeworld = Japania and plastic surgery rooms
	\|central authority = United Earth Government		\|central authority = United Earth Government

imported>Arianya: Vandalism is bad, mmmmkay?

2018-05-11T07:37:38Z

Vandalism is bad, mmmmkay?

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	~~oranges is right, tho~~		{{RacePageHeader
			\|headerbgcolor = darkgreen
			\|headerfontcolor = white
			\|genus = Homo Sapiens Felis
			\|imagebgcolor = lightgray
			\|img_generic = Catpeople.png
			\|img =
			\|homeworld = Japania and plastic surgery rooms
			\|central authority = United Earth Government
			\|restricted job roles = Command Roles
			\|guides = No external guides
			\|quote=Nya~!
			}}

	~~SpaceInaba~~ is, in ~~fact~~, ~~gay~~.		Humans spread from arm to arm of the galaxy. But something happened along the way. Mutants, though closer to humanity than other species, are still barred from higher positions in the [[Chain of Command\|chain of command]].

			=History=
			'''''### ERROR: REMOTE INTERCEPT - INFORMATION MAY HAVE BEEN REDACTED FROM THIS DOCUMENT FOR YOUR SAFETY ###'''''

			Cat people have a long history with Space Station 13. One of the earliest events still recorded, in much simpler times, shows cat ears and tails were perhaps just [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/2850 a consumer product]] available in the galaxy. Innocent enough as well, at least concerning what cat people were, [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/8427 pet collars]] became the height of niche fashion a year after cat ears returned to shelves. Though consumers complained cat ears and collars could not be put on together, the manufacturers questioned who would be unable to wear ears on their head, a tail somewhere unpleasant and a collar on their neck all together. Market researchers claimed these complaints were from children not suited to the product given the letters were written in colourful crayon.

			Though the origin of cat ears are missing, we do know that they are currently a novelty item created by [[The Syndicate#Animal Rights Consortium\|the Animals Rights Consortium]] in an effort to make you care more for cats by making you more like them, <s>rather than the obvious solution of making cats more like humans with babies instead of kittens</s>. The collars are too, because an inmate pet needs a collar so other people know it's not supposed to be wandering outside of space stations. It took only three months of no response to the crayon complaints before a raving madman broke into the Animal Rights Consortium's headquarters, armed with just a pair of stungloves, a fire extinguisher full of welding fuel and a lit match. The pet loving organisation soon discovered the letters were not written by children, but ''Nanotrasen'' employees <s>and children, we hope, at least the one authorised by a clown's rubber stamp, must have been a birthday party.</s>

			As it turns out, the Animal Rights Consortium had been working on a mad science. The ability to make toy ears and tail out of flesh that cannot be yanked out when <s>mum and dad</s> the AI and Captain open your dorm door. The previous raving madman was told if he got his employers to accept surgery for this new product, he would be the first to receive it outside of the laboratory. This coincided with the time that Nanotrasen was to allow its employees to look unkempt even in front of competitors; tattoos and scars. Naturally, on the day after the madman was offered a catty chance, Nanotrasen declared its shareholders must vote on allowing its employees the privilege of either scars and tattoos or a new plastic surgery. Despite the executive's voice on the announcement wavering along with another man on the microphone yelling at him what to say, and the news of rescheduled deathsquad exercises, ''and'' the sound of weapons fire at the end of the announcement, the executives voted for their [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/10209 purrfurred outcome]]. Needless to say, the crazed madman was not the first to receive the infamous ears or tail.

			Two years again afterwards and the surgical technology was refined. The hearing of the ears was enhanced, though security's liberal usage of [[Flashbang#Flashbang\|flash bangs]] is not helpful to this further modification to make humans care more for their frisky feline pets. Some predictions are that the next modification will be enhanced night vision, which will too cause greater issue with flash bangs, or that claws are the next potential step. Some ask when it will stop, the Animal Rights Consortium don't.

			At the same time, reactionaries amongst Nanotrasen ranks helped to encourage [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/28395 furred products]] though it was soon found out to be sourced from [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/28732 black market chop shops]] that were only legalised in Nanotrasen trade networks due to either executive dislike for cat people or executive mistrust of coming back alive after going for surgery at an Animal Rights Consortium facility, depending on which rumours you hear in maintenance.

			'''''### REMOTE INTERCEPT ENDS - HAVE A SECURE DAY ###'''''

			=Roleplay=
			<span style="color:#00FF00">''";Nya!"''</span>

			{{Jobs}}

			[[Category:Backstory]]

imported>DemonFiren: don't revert me, no more

2018-05-11T04:23:05Z

don't revert me, no more

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	oranges is right, tho		oranges is right, tho

	SpaceInaba is, in fact, gay.		SpaceInaba is, in fact, gay.

imported>DemonFiren: what is love? baby don't revert me

2018-05-11T04:22:44Z

what is love? baby don't revert me

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	~~{{RacePageHeader~~		oranges is right, tho
	~~\|headerbgcolor = darkgreen~~		SpaceInaba is, in fact, gay.
	~~\|headerfontcolor = white~~
	~~\|genus = Homo Sapiens Felis~~
	~~\|imagebgcolor = lightgray~~
	~~\|img_generic = Catpeople.png~~
	~~\|img =~~
	~~\|homeworld = Japania and plastic surgery rooms~~
	~~\|central authority = United Earth Government~~
	~~\|restricted job roles = Command Roles~~
	~~\|guides = No external guides~~
	~~\|quote=Nya~!~~
	}}

	Humans spread from arm to arm of the galaxy. But something happened along the way. Mutants, though closer to humanity than other species, are still barred from higher positions in the [[Chain of Command\|chain of command]].

	~~=History=~~
	~~'''''### ERROR: REMOTE INTERCEPT - INFORMATION MAY HAVE BEEN REDACTED FROM THIS DOCUMENT FOR YOUR SAFETY ###'''''~~

	Cat people have a long history with Space Station 13. One of the earliest events still recorded, in much simpler times, shows cat ears and tails were perhaps just [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/2850 a consumer product]] available in the galaxy. Innocent enough as well, at least concerning what cat people were, [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/8427 pet collars]] became the height of niche fashion a year after cat ears returned to shelves. Though consumers complained cat ears and collars could not be put on together, the manufacturers questioned who would be unable to wear ears on their head, a tail somewhere unpleasant and a collar on their neck all together. Market researchers claimed these complaints were from children not suited to the product given the letters were written in colourful crayon.

	Though the origin of cat ears are missing, we do know that they are currently a novelty item created by [[The Syndicate#Animal Rights Consortium\|the Animals Rights Consortium]] in an effort to make you care more for cats by making you more like them, <s>rather than the obvious solution of making cats more like humans with babies instead of kittens</s>. The collars are too, because an inmate pet needs a collar so other people know it's not supposed to be wandering outside of space stations. It took only three months of no response to the crayon complaints before a raving madman broke into the Animal Rights Consortium's headquarters, armed with just a pair of stungloves, a fire extinguisher full of welding fuel and a lit match. The pet loving organisation soon discovered the letters were not written by children, but ''Nanotrasen'' employees <s>and children, we hope, at least the one authorised by a clown's rubber stamp, must have been a birthday party.</s>

	As it turns out, the Animal Rights Consortium had been working on a mad science. The ability to make toy ears and tail out of flesh that cannot be yanked out when <s>mum and dad</s> the AI and Captain open your dorm door. The previous raving madman was told if he got his employers to accept surgery for this new product, he would be the first to receive it outside of the laboratory. This coincided with the time that Nanotrasen was to allow its employees to look unkempt even in front of competitors; tattoos and scars. Naturally, on the day after the madman was offered a catty chance, Nanotrasen declared its shareholders must vote on allowing its employees the privilege of either scars and tattoos or a new plastic surgery. Despite the executive's voice on the announcement wavering along with another man on the microphone yelling at him what to say, and the news of rescheduled deathsquad exercises, ''and'' the sound of weapons fire at the end of the announcement, the executives voted for their [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/10209 purrfurred outcome]]. Needless to say, ~~the crazed madman was not the first to receive the infamous ears or tail.~~

	~~Two years again afterwards and the surgical technology was refined. The hearing of the ears was enhanced, though security's liberal usage of [[Flashbang#Flashbang\|flash bangs]]~~ is ~~not helpful to this further modification to make humans care more for their frisky feline pets. Some predictions are that the next modification will be enhanced night vision~~, ~~which will too cause greater issue with flash bangs, or that claws are the next potential step. Some ask when it will stop, the Animal Rights Consortium don't.~~

	At the same time, reactionaries amongst Nanotrasen ranks helped to encourage [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/28395 furred products]] though it was soon found out to be sourced from [[https://github.com/tgstation/tgstation/pull/28732 black market chop shops]] that were only legalised in ~~Nanotrasen trade networks due to either executive dislike for cat people or executive mistrust of coming back alive after going for surgery at an Animal Rights Consortium facility~~, ~~depending on which rumours you hear in maintenance~~.

	~~'''''### REMOTE INTERCEPT ENDS - HAVE A SECURE DAY ###'''''~~

	~~=Roleplay=~~
	~~What roleplay?~~

	~~{{Jobs}}~~

	~~[[Category:Backstory]]~~

imported>Anonmare: /* Roleplay */

2018-05-11T00:46:33Z

Roleplay

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	=Roleplay=		=Roleplay=
	~~<span style="color:#00FF00">''";Nya!"''</span>~~		What roleplay?

	{{Jobs}}		{{Jobs}}

	[[Category:Backstory]]		[[Category:Backstory]]

imported>Arianya: Reverts vandalism

2018-05-11T00:00:54Z

Reverts vandalism

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	=Roleplay=		=Roleplay=
	~~There isn~~'~~t any, they~~'~~re just greytiders with funny heads~~		<span style="color:#00FF00">''";Nya!"''</span>

	{{Jobs}}		{{Jobs}}

	[[Category:Backstory]]		[[Category:Backstory]]

imported>Oranges: /* Roleplay */

2018-05-10T23:16:44Z

Roleplay

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	=Roleplay=		=Roleplay=
	~~<span style="color:#00FF00">~~''~~";Nya!"''</span>~~		There isn't any, they're just greytiders with funny heads

	{{Jobs}}		{{Jobs}}

	[[Category:Backstory]]		[[Category:Backstory]]

imported>Oranges at 23:15, 10 May 2018

2018-05-10T23:15:01Z

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