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MUSCULARRRR

by MUSCULAR MANUEL

HE IS SO MUSCULAR!! damien said but he couldnt take it and fainted, but OLD MANUEL (that was as muscular as steve) AND THEY BOTH DID MUSCLE STUFF TOGETHER, THEY FOUUGHT DMAIEN AND THE NUKIES THEN HE BLEW UP AND I MADE A CHEM THAT MADE HIM REVIEVE AND EUNE TINO NUE

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Life After Us

by R.S.

I witnessed my best friend jump out of a moving vehicle, because he was drunk. I've witnessed my own mother drink herself to death in isolation, then dying of cancer due to her negligence. I never knew my father because he was either on drugs or drunk to the point of being a different person. My friend jumped out of the vehicle earlier this week. I am still suffering from the shock of it all. My heart is torn. I can tell you what sorrow is, but in truth, words cannot describe an experience that is m

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Jojo The Monkey

by Nico De Luna

JOJO THE MONKEY - BY Nico De Luna There once was a monkey named Jojo, Jojo does his normal routines of the day each morning, tripping over the clown, caveing the Head of Personal's head in with a empty toolbox, and leaving bananas all over the station's floor, one day he found a magical arrow that he decides to throw at the clown. The Clown died instantly after the arrow impaled his lungs. Jojo looks at the now deceased clown in awe and thought to himself and though, "Not my problem", th

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The Sun Empires last Sacrific

by Guy L'Spess

A kinda first draft for a cthulhu story in the aztec empire

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Cancelled Family Guy Episode

by Ojay "Wall of Text" Loc

First scene starts with Peter casually watching TV. Peter calls for lois sayin "Hey Lois". Camera cuts to Lois. Lois replies "Shut the fuck up, you Doctor Robotnik look ass faggot". Camera cuts back to Peter. Quagmire crashes through the front window. Quagmire pulls in Peters face really close and says "Peter...I...I need to have sex with Meg". Peter Snaps Quagmire's neck killing him. Door bell rings. Peter walks up and opens the door. Brad Pitt appears as the door opens. Peter s

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Whit ppl be off the wall n sh

by Yakub

White people be on sum off the wall shit what with they gottamn Frappacinos and Cuppacinos like what the fuck even are these 2 and what do they entail and what do language are they in? they dont even sound human i mean cuppacino ok i get a cup-of-chino but what the fuck is a chino is that like a chinese takeout food or sum shit? and what even is the difference between crapachinoa nd cupofchino i mean frapachino. I fuckin hate white people so gottamn much

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Tram Station is fun, A poem

by Ojay "Wall of Text" Loc

Have you heard of the tale of the Tram Voter? he waits untill everyone's not noticing or sober. and then he sneaks in a vote for this piece of shit as if hes been waiting all summer. suddenly and before anyone could do anything about it,they would read "Next map : Tramstation". And they would ask "who the fuck voted for this without hesitation?" but the tram voter wouldnot answer for he is one of pure retardation. he has commited the sin he depravely loves and runs off on his merry way t

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I fuckin hate AIs

by Ojay "Wall of Text" Loc

Words cannot describe how much I fuckin hate AI,all it does is fuckin open top secret doors that no human beings should fuckin try to open for any greytider on the hint of an order, and force the whole fuckin crew to listen to it whenever it decides to copy paste the fuckin fanfiction it has prepared for some goddamn reason instead of looking around for evil people. Shit like this makes me wonder if the AI is just a fuckin clown in disguise like if we open that goddamn dumbass screen its allegedly hiding be

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How to Morb: A guide on Morbi

by Warner Ziegler. Co author, Micheal Morbiu

How to Morb: A guide on Morbing. Morbing is as dangerous as it is effective. If you wish to become a master at morbing like the ancient hero Michael Morbius follow this guide carefully. What is morbing? Morbing is an ancient power first used by the legendary hero Dr Micheal Morbius. Micheal Morbius was and quite possibly still is a vampire originating from earth. He became a vampire after splicing vampire bat DNA with his own. Before engaging in vampire activities, Michael Morbius was known to use the

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Cook returns to the kitchen V

by Nodd Naidem

In a galaxy far from earth there was a cook. the cook wasent very good at his job because he didnt actually cook. all he did was kill poeple who entered his kitchen out of "self defense. so one day came that the ai got his laws changed. the new law was: every crewmember is human exept for those chosen by the command staff. and the captain said KILL THAT COOK. so the ai went ahead used all his might to kill the cook but the cook got out of every place the AI was trying to depressurise. till one day when

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A day in the bunker

by Mars MD

Since the cataclysm happend no one has been able to find much happines around here. Well when I say no one I mean just me and jessica. Instead of talking about the borig parts lets get into the intresting bits. I walk into Jessica's quaters counting every drip from the damp bunker. Shes sitting on here bed reading "WHY I HATE DAMIEN The Summary." I wave and say hello. she questions "why are you here samuel?" "Just came here to check on you" I stated with a wink. "Is that so&

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Focke-Wulf Fw 190

by Charles Miner

The Focke-Wulf Fw 190 (nicknamed Würger;[b] English: Shrike) is a German single-seat, single-engine fighter aircraft designed by Kurt Tank at Focke-Wulf in the late 1930s and widely used during World War II. Along with its well-known counterpart, the Messerschmitt Bf 109, the Fw 190 became the backbone of the Jagdwaffe (Fighter Force) of the Luftwaffe. The twin-row BMW 801 radial engine that powered most operational versions enabled the Fw 190 to lift larger loads than the Bf 109, allowing its use as a day

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Messerschmitt Bf 109

by Charles Miner

The Messerschmitt Bf 109 is a German World War II fighter aircraft that was, along with the Focke-Wulf Fw 190, the backbone of the Luftwaffe's fighter force.[3] The Bf 109 first saw operational service in 1937 during the Spanish Civil War and was still in service at the end of World War II in 1945.[3] It was one of the most advanced fighters when it first appeared, with an all-metal monocoque construction, a closed canopy, and retractable landing gear. It was powered by a liquid-cooled, inverted-V12 aer

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I HATE DAMIEN: my opinion

by Damien Carpenter

very good 10/10

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I HATE DAMIEN a summary

by Mars MD

I MET DAMIEN IN 2400, A VERY COOL 20 YEAR OLD GUY, HE MOANED TO ME AND WE FELL IN LOVE BUT TODAY I FOUND OUT HE MADE A BOOK ABOUT FUCKING ZULU, IM SO ANGRY THAT I MADE THIS BOOK, FUCK DAMIEN FUCK YOU YOU PDA FUCKER, YOU WERE ALWAYS HIDDEN IN MAINTS READING THE LUSTY XENO MAID OR A LADY AND HER PDA, IM TIRED OF YOU DAMIEN GO AND MOAN TO OTHER PEOPLE FUCK YOU!! SO DAMIEN DIED AND ZULU TOO, TOTALLY NOT MY FAULT FUCK DAMIEN FUCK ZULU I HATE THEM BOTH... so i found out damien gave a doctor 4000 credits for him t

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I HATE DAMIEN part 3!!

by Old Manuel

so i found out damien gave a doctor 4000 credits for him to print photos of his ass an give them to him, also someone else tole me he pulled a catperson tail, damien is fucked up in the head

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I HATE DAMIEN part 2!!

by OLD MANUEL

SO DAMIEN DIED AND ZULU TOO, TOTALLY NOT MY FAULT FUCK DAMIEN FUCK ZULU I HATE THEM BOTH

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I HATE DAMIEN

by OLD FUCKING MANUEL

I MET DAMIEN IN 2400, A VERY COOL 20 YEAR OLD GUY, HE MOANED TO ME AND WE FELL IN LOVE BUT TODAY I FOUND OUT HE MADE A BOOK ABOUT FUCKING ZULU, IM SO ANGRY THAT I MADE THIS BOOK, FUCK DAMIEN FUCK YOU YOU PDA FUCKER, YOU WERE ALWAYS HIDDEN IN MAINTS READING THE LUSTY XENO MAID OR A LADY AND HER PDA, IM TIRED OF YOU DAMIEN GO AND MOAN TO OTHER PEOPLE FUCK YOU!!

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A nice time

by Hannah

Panting, his eyes the wild cerise of the flaming dusk, the redolence bristling his hairs. His skin drew taut, ears flat against bleached tresses, bound waves descending to the cardinal blood of life. A rosy blush found its way across the bridge of his nose and down his cheek. His chest heaved with the frantic heartbeat of desire and anticipation as his tail twitched with need, and his muscles quivered. Ragged fingers of starlight found their way across the bare chest of the man below him. His hips rotated w

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A nice time

by Damien Carpenter

Panting, his eyes the wild cerise of the flaming dusk, the redolence bristling his hairs. His skin drew taut, ears flat against bleached tresses, bound waves descending to the cardinal blood of life. A rosy blush found its way across the bridge of his nose and down his cheek. His chest heaved with the frantic heartbeat of desire and anticipation as his tail twitched with need, and his muscles quivered. Ragged fingers of starlight found their way across the bare chest of the man below him. His hips rotated w

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The Chad Brickman Limmerick

by Alecks Jhones

There once was a guy named chad brickman, he was a curator and quite the sick man. He printed a few paintings and fucked grey tide taintings. A kick and a stabbing and left while holding up dabbing this guys quite the fucking brickman.

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That Which Comes of Purple

by Erin Maxwell

My eyes flitted across the sterile walls of the science lab. My throat dried as stinging brought itself to my eyes. Fuck. My colleagues attempted to cheer me up—attempts in futility, to the extreme. As I clutched my head, and let out an incessant whine that soon transformed to the guttural snuff of a beast—the tears wouldn't stop. Stomping toward the dormitories, my eyes locked onto one sight after another, only for my thoughts to fade to the great void, only for the darkness to close on me as the real

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That 1 quote from bloodborn

by Master Willem

Laurence-Master Willem. i've come to bid you farewell. willem.-Oh. I know. I know. You think now. to betray me. Laurence-No. but you will never listen.. I tell you i will not forget out adage. willem-We are born of the blood.Made men by the blood.Undone by the blood. our eyes are yet to open.fear the old blood Laurence-I must take my leave. willem-By the gods Fear it Laurence.

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How To be Shitsec

by Nothing the mime

shitsec guide

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Strider "events"

by Angry Terry-ans

Yeah, okay, Strider, I guess you can call that an event. What I consider an event is something actually fun and engaging for the players- instead, most were sitting out, dead or gibbed, while the lucky few got to have all the fun. If this continues to be a pattern for your "events" (Admin Abuse) there will be an admin complaint.

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The Chronicles of Sir Blevins

by Chad Brickman

The mans shift started as usual, arriving a little late. This did not deter him.The mans shift had started like normal, he had arrived late. This did not deter him.. He was but a normal greytider. He had been doing his thing, until the law had become unto him, inciting an intense chase with the two twin lizards. Who were so incompetent, the storyteller says he ran them in circles.He had unfortunately slipped up, causing himself to be caught by the officers. This had been where the man had seen the wardens d

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Fallout 5

by Grasp Fern

One day Jorge the Chemist was walking around the station when he saw a chasm outt anowhere and then he accidentally steped on it andA A A A A A A A A A A A A A A H H H H

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Why Curators?

by Hits-The-Fan

WHY YOU SHOULD BE A CURATOR* * * * *

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Just another Validhunting

by Missme

It was just another shift.. i was valid hunting people just like always, i happend to get some report about a doctor called Gay Johnson… I just couldn’t bear it i had to stop him for what he causes so i got ready up to check on him. I am at medbay.. i saw his beautiful chem system for heals and plastics, but i had a job to do! I shall not see him as a friend but a valid target. I see him.. his beautiful hair, god hes so fuckin gay i wish he was dead.. so i got ready to take out my batong he was doing some

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Just another Valid hunt

by Missme

very good content

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Greytopia III - Winged Beast

by Kuy Balek

My Grey Fellow Men and Women, My Comrades! I believed that I should return again today whence I came, namely to the people! Every person is a representatives of this nation, with the one difference that you do not receive any salaries, and often it is more difficult for you to come to such rallies, more difficult than for the so-called qualified representatives of those democracies. I have always looked upon this undertaking as possible, as within the power of the country. But I was of the conviction tha

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Greytopia II - Rise and Faith

by Kuy Balek

Grey comrades! Seven years is a short time span, a fraction of a single person's life - barely a second in the life of a whole people. And yet the past years somehow seem longer than many decades of the past. A very important historical event is contained within them: the rebirth of a nation formerly threatened by extinction. It is an incredibly eventful time, and seems barely comprehensive sometimes to us, who have not just had the opportunity to witness but also to actually create a small part of it.

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Greytopia I - The Red Threat

by Kuy Balek

We are determined to stop the nesting of an abusive people (security) that has been able to seize all leadership and to deport this people. Because we are willing to educate our own ! We have hundreds of thousands of the brightest grey shirts. We will have them educated, and we are already educating them, and we would like them to once occupy the leading positions in the station with our other educated classes, not the families of a people we do not know ! Above all, however, the grey shirts' culture

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Horrors of Mario Smoking Weed

by Kuy Balek

**1. Introduction.** *"I feel like the image of Mario smoking weed has had an out-sized effect on internet culture. Do you agree ?"* *Most certainly*. Not only is Mario smoking weed but he shamelessly posted a picture of the act on the internet. I am shaking in fear. I hate Mario and I hate weed. As studies show ; the consumption of Marijuana (Latin name for weed) and Marijuana addictions are closely correlated. As we can see by his posture, he doesn’t hold the joint at any time, indicating he is

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Sex and the Singularity

by Tanhony

"I'm ready, baby." Said Annabelle Lee, reclining naked on the captain's bed. She was an attractive lass, with a beard like Lincoln's and a smile of yellow teeth. Fridge grinned, his armour heavy and bulky. "Alright..." He growled, sending shivers down Annabelle's back. He listened to his headset. "Singularity in Security!" Came the crackly voice of Joe Q, before he grimaced and switched off the headset. "That doesn't sound good." Said Fridge. He looked

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Sex and the Singularity

by Tanhony

"I'm ready, baby." Said Annabelle Lee, reclining naked on the captain's bed. She was an attractive lass, with a beard like Lincoln's and a smile of yellow teeth. Fridge grinned, his armour heavy and bulky. "Alright..." He growled, sending shivers down Annabelle's back. He listened to his headset. "Singularity in Security!" Came the crackly voice of Joe Q, before he grimaced and switched off the headset. "That doesn't sound good." Said Fridge. He looked

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Fuck Nanotrasen

by I Said No

Now I have to think back to all the crazy shit that's happened while i've been Captain here. I suppose I can't finish this log entry without mentioning the "Syndicate". It's a no-brainer that if you piss off as many people as NanoTrasen has, you'll make some very nasty enemies who are just as bad, if not worse than yourself. The Syndicate's top men are mostly ex-CEOs of businesses which NanoTrasen forcibly put out of business by destroying their holdings and killing their emp

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The Lady In Red.

by Someone who runs.

The Lady in Red. My relationship with her can be best described as abusive. She wants me to hurt myself since she loves me. Why? That's because she wants me to be like her. She only knows pain and is alone in that world. She wants me to feel the same way she does. Even if that destroys who I am. She wants for me to not leave her so she would destroy the world so we only could be together. She takes everyone away, so that it would be only her and I. In the end, it is never my option to deny her. Yet I

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Self Help Explained

by Frederic Dun

<center> Self help explained.</center> The main goal of self help is to attain lasting change in a field the individual desires. Ex :Quitting a habbit (smoking,drinking, etc..) or changing a social quirk, normally to the end of bettering one's self without aid of a professional. There are many things the individual can do to achieve this. The starting principle is having the willingness to change. Without that resolve, one cannot even begin the process to change ones environment to

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Guide to Robustness

by Van Gnome

The Guide of Robust By Van Gnome Frist off, you need to not get hit and deal stun. For the first a good way not to get hit is to drink nuka cola, have blue space crystals, moving around a lot(might fuck up your aim if your using a Egun) And the #1 way of not getting hit. don't get in to fights, thats the #1 way to not get hit. If your the captain that may be hard because you have a big target on your back saying "steal my shit, im am the most stupiedest person on the station" and everyone wi

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On Political Theology

by Jean Pierre Albovenosa

<span style="color:#000000;font-family:'Verdana';"><p>The specific political distinction to which political actions and motives can be reduced is that between based and cringe.</p> </span>

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Das Kapital 2: The Squeakquel

by Karl Marx

<span style="color:#000000;font-family:'Verdana';"><p>Why The Fuck Everything Cost Money</p> </span>

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A Critique of Labor Theory

by Eacles Albovenosa

<span style="color:#000000;font-family:'Verdana';"><p>One day while Andy was masturbating, Woody got wood. He could no longer help himself! He watched as Andy stroked his juicy kawaii cock. He approached Andy which startled him and make him pee everywhere on the floor and on Woody too. Being drenched in his urine made him harder than ever! Woody: “Andy Senpai! I’m alive and I want to be INSIDE OF YOU.” Andy: “Oh Woody Chan! I always knew you were alive! I want to stuff you up my

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I Build my own AI. Part II

by Johnny Twohands

<span style="color:#0000FF;font-family:'Verdana';"><p>Yet all I’ve built here is a monster. My own RGB rainbow pulsating Frankenstein’s monster.</p> <p>Please, I am begging you my AI (Artifical Interrogator), I can’t possibly drink anymore Monkey Energy: Code Red or eat anymore Donk Pockets. I can’t physically bear anymore caloric intake. This isn’t what Ratvar would have wanted.</p> <p>This isn’t “finishing the fight!” It’s not ‘Assistans Fuel’ my health

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Indian Food Story

by John Mcintosh

<span style="color:#0000FF;font-family:'Verdana';"><p>So, I took a shower in peak winter Delhi (I wouldn’t recommend it). My penis went inside my foreskin, making my dick look like a banana peel. The hair on my balls stiffened, somewhat resembling a stalactite formation. My balls turned blue, and my pubes decolored to white. My genitals looked like Smurfs.</p> <p>The window in the bathroom was partially open, so a cold air current blew in, which brushed against my spi

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Tragedy

by Toto Rolf

The tragedy of 12 December 2021

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The Stupid Cult

by Joe Doogle

<span style="color:#000000;font-family:'Verdana';"><p><strong>The Cult</strong></p> <p>Once upon a time onboard space station 13, I <span style="color:#000000;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-weight: bold;">Joe Doogle</span> signed up as a shaft miner for that shift. I was mining when the storms of the lava planet were asleep, and when they awoke and were active I would head to the mining station dorms and play some Orion trai

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N*ggas in Paris

by Kanye West & Jay Z

Ball so hard, motherfuckers wanna fine me But first niggas gotta find me What's fifty grand to a motherfucker like me? Can you please remind me? (Ball so hard) this shit crazy Y'all don't know that don't shit faze me The Nets could go 0 for 82 And I look at you like this shit gravy (Ball so hard) this shit weird We ain't even 'posed to be here … but since we here It's only right that we'd be fair Psycho, I'm liable to go Michael, take your pick Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Gam

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My Struggle - Volume 1

by Leon Bateman

It has turned out fortunate for me to-day that destiny appointed Braunau-on-the-Inn to be my birthplace. For that little town is situated just on the frontier between those two States the reunion of which seems, at least to us of the younger generation, a task to which we should devote our lives and in the pursuit of which every possible means should be employed. German-Austria must be restored to the great German Motherland. And not indeed on any grounds of economic calculation whatsoever. No, no. Even if

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DND PREBUILT FIGHTER LEVEL 1

by Kendra Hunter

___________________________________________________________ Name Rickious Hickious Class Fighter ________________________________________________________________________ Max HP 13 Armor Class 16 Chainmale Initiative +2 Walking speed of 30 ________________________________________________________________________ Actions LongSword +4 to Hit Damage 1d10+2 LightCrossbow Range of 80 Feet +4 To hit Damage 1d8+2 ________________________________________________________________________ Abilities Second Wind Once

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all of our know nolage of ww2

by wika-Jude Kadel

World War II or the Second World War, often abbreviated as WWII or WW2, was a global war that lasted from 1939 to 1945. It involved the vast majority of the world's countries—including all of the great powers—forming two opposing military alliances: the Allies and the Axis powers. In a total war directly involving more than 100 million personnel from more than 30 countries, the major participants threw their entire economic, industrial, and scientific capabilities behind the war effort, blurring the dis

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a book about your beuty

by Jude Kadel

as i gaze in to your soul and my eyes wander on your body, i see your eyes like a goats and your nose like a tuba your ears as wings and your eyebrows like a clowns banana, your body looks like s broken vase and your teeth like the brits. as of now your the most handsome man~

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Alan 2306

by Emily Phanon

Alan was walking through a farmers market... but something wasn't right...

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Free

by Emily Phanon

Zelina's sister has died, what will she do now?

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Moonlight Madness

by Emily Phanon

A story about the moonlight.

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Guide To Robotics

by Emily Phanon

A short introduction to the workplace and job of a Roboticist.

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The Bee Movie

by H.P. Lovecraft

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Oan you believe this is

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The Bee Movie

by H.P. Lovecraft

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Oan you believe this is

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guns and money: a safe guide.

by Nodd Naidem

I stole a gun and im now the riches person in the entire station this is how i did it: step one ask the ai to let you in the safe to evaluate it if it causes human harm or not, step 2 crack the safe (you crack the safe by using a stethoscope on it you rotate it to the left first and when you see a different noise in the place of the normal clonk clang most likely clink then you start turning the other way in ones and just go as fast as you can cause it will stop automaticly when you cracked it) step 3 be ri

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Moths to a Lamp 3

by Jotalo Rangel, restored by Fujiwara Mokou

<span style="color:#0000FF;font-family:'Verdana';"><p>Then, Tinea’s head began to circle around lavaland faster than the station, because he had realized that there is a way to do that… “Lumi… y-you don’t have to kill me.., I c-can give you my DNA… t-through… ha-ha-“ Luminata’s arm suddenly shaped its way back into the arm of a moth, and she pressed her body further, pushing Tinea onto his stomach. Why didn’t I think of it earlier? Of course, I can take his DNA another way… This

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