>Another day another dollar on Riviera
>NT have deployed multiple blob cores for shits and giggles
>All the cores are on steroids and it starts spreading insanely fast
>Bolt down to grab welding gear and set it out for the rest of the crew so we have a fighting chance
>My atmos tech has 5 screws loose in his empty head
>He grabs a plasma canister, opens it and sets the engineering lobby ablaze
>Billions have died
>The grind never stops, quick start the engine
>Take down a core
>Get mogged by 5 blobniggers in the process
>Get downed shortly after
>Get rescued and dragged up to security
>Get hit with the holy book of swastikas by the chaplain
>This gives me the strength I need, manage to get back on my feet
>CMO Linton Smith rocks up to arrivals
>Warn him of the blobs presence, there's likely still a core there
>Pass out from blood loss
>Get dragged down to medbay by the paramedic
>Fucking die
>Linton valiantly attempts to drag me back to the land of the living
>Defibs me 6 times while trying to fix the insane infection and damage I've sustained from the green nigger
>All while getting another dude cloned, repairing his brain damage and getting him out of the OR because the paramedic is out of this world levels of retarded
>Alas, I am too fucked up to come back via defib
>Get cloned
>Linton, absolutely surrounded by the blob, refuses to back down
>Tables me in the lobby
>Alternates between fixing my cloning brain damage and burning the green nigger back
>Tell him to run and save himself
>Lolno
>He keeps simultaneously fighting the blob and performing brain surgery
>Blob eventually gets the upper hand
>He scrambles to get what's left of my gear and drags me out of the med lobby
>We barely make it out of there by the skin of our teeth
>Get up
>Cauterise the incision in my head shut
>Get my shit together, still got my welder
>We break into R&D and Linton re-obtains a welder
>Smash our way out of the chapel into space and circle around to arrivals
>Start feeling far warmer than I should be in the middle of space
>Must be an infection
>Lol who cares this green faggot needs to die
>Linton and I lose sight of each other half way there
>Nearly drift off into space, have to throw my wrench to get back
>
It's overFuck that it's never over
>We meet up again at arrivals
>My fever is getting way worse
>Burn our way in
>THERE'S THE CORE, IT'S GO TIME
>Collapse from the fever, I can't get back up
>Fuel tank gets fucking blown up by the blob
>Linton is downed from the explosion
>Helplessly watch in horror as the blob surrounds us both, sealing us off from space
>We're down to the wire on welder fuel
>Everything is slowly going dark, my body is growing more and more numb
>Linton gets back up
>Hedidnthearnobell.m4a
>His welder runs out of fuel
>Captains gun is on the floor right next to the core, in the hands of the dead shaft miner
>He picks it up
>I finally drag myself back on my feet just as he absolutely destroys the last core, neutralising the threat
>I've got just enough fuel left in my welder to get us back out into space and free of the destroyed station
>The actual living fucking legend Linton Smith does it again
TOTAL BLOB DEATH
TOTAL CREW VICTORY 
