Proud to work for a Terran harvesting coop that realizes the sunk cost fallacy of attempting to reclaim an infested ship full of "perfect xeno killing machines" and will nuke my colleagues and me in a heartbeat if we break quarantine.

It encourages self-starting, problem-solving, ensures the safety of my colleagues NOT on this creaking ship full of Teeth-in-Shadows (as we call them, colorfully) AND our union can negotiate a nice bonus if we survive this.



ah, the halcyon days of the teeth-in-shadows lurking about

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