The Handbook is an item presents in 60 Parsecs!.
General Information[]
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If the Handbook is taken during an expedition, it will help the sent character to collect more "Chemicals" during it
Handbook Events[]
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Baby's Intimidation:[]
(If Baby is insubordinate):
Baby looms over you. You're not sure he understands what the word intimidation means, but he's good at it. He probably learnt how to leverage his size during his stint in prison, which you remember him mentioning. You've clearly rubbed him the wrong way somehow. If you had something on paper you might be able to convince him Astrocitizen rules are to keep personal space...or he might keep on looming.
Use Handbook:[]
- Baby was one of those moods again, towering over you and starin down at you, this time you shoved the handbook at him. This is against the rules, Baby! you cried, gesturing at the handbook. His eye squinted in confusion and he backed away.
Cow Cheese:[]
(If the shuttle is on Mootopia):
The beings who once inhabited this world consumed more cheese than should be physically possible. Check out the scanner. Those little foil triangles everywhere, with the smiling cows on the label? Those are cheese wrappers. A few of those "smiling cow" cheeses are still sealed. This one was right outside the shuttle. The label says it won’t expire for another million years. Want to try?
Use Handbook:[]
- You searched the handbook for the official Astrocitizen guidelines on trying ancient but unexpired alien cheeses. The only relevant advice you found was: "Try to always eat a balanced diet and avoid excess sugar, even in survival situations." Instead of eating the cheese, you used a few items to run scientific experiments on it. The triangular foil wrapper proved practically indestructible, causing some of those items to be damaged. +RANDOM gets damaged
Datafication Threats:[]
Captain, a giant, red robot is approaching. It appears to be some kind armored suit. Alien origin I can't detect any organic life inside. Still, the machine is sending a hail: "Astro... citizens... for 40,000 years I have wandered this interminable desolation, separated from the Imperii... but fear not... it is the fate of all organic life to supply the Imperii with precious survival-knowledge... prepare for datafication." Captain, I don't think we should stick around to find out what that means. What will you do?
Use Handbook:[]
- You quickly scanned a few key pages on interstellar survival from the Astrocitizen Handbook and transferred them to the crimson mech, along with the message: "Our infinitely wise government does not permit us to stor survival-knowledge in our simple, fleshy brains. All of it is stored here, in this. book. Spare us, and it's yours." Pitful meat... did you truly think you could trick me...? I have commandeered your shuttle's computer systems in retribution... and turned off your oxygene so you may suffer your... poor engineering... thanks for the book, though. Datafication... complete. (Game Over)
Dick, The Mad Scientist:[]
Captain, there's an intruder on board! A blue-skinned guy in a lab coat dropped out of a portal and demanded we hand over our Astrocitizen Handbook so he can "save his grandson from time-prison." And, he reeks of alcohol. Now, I'm keen on multiverse theory, but this mad scientist claims to be from an alternate dimension where all the Astrocitizen Handbooks have been destroyed due to a regim change. Odd. Will you let him see the handbook?
Use Handbook:[]
- The mad scientist thumbed through the Astrocitizen Handbook, and with a drunken belch said, "Thank you. Now I have to go rescue my grandson from time-prison." He hopped back in his portal and was gone. You felt good about helping him.
- The mad scientist left you some armor for helping him. Odd. Mad scientists tend to be selfish people. He was also visibly intoxicated while operating a teleporting device. That’s a felony in most dimensions. +Armor
- Captain, did we just get scammed? Well, whatever. The guy was visibly intoxicated while operating a teleporting device. That's a felony in most dimensions.
Full Mailbox:[]
???/Turdus Maximus/YOURSHIP: MAILBOX IS FULL Turdus Maximus's been exchanging transmissions with that satellite named S.A.L.L.Y., and he insists on sending her a token of his affection. Idon't think he understands the meaning of "emergency survival situation." Is there anything we can spare for him?
Use Handbook:[]
- ???/Turdus Maximus/??? tore some pages out of the Astrocitizen handbook and made beautiful paper hearts and ships for S.A.L.L.Y. thanked him, flattened out the pages, and sold information to highest bidder. -Handbook | The betrayal stung, but I'm proud of the way Turdus Maximus's handled it. This is why you never date a satelite. You need someone down-to-earth.
Handbook For The Prisoners:[]
(1st time) Our new friends, the prisoners, contacted you to let you know that they need some sort of a guide to properly make the repairs of their ship. The sooner you help them, the sooner we might be able to leave this planet, Captain. Wil you lend the prisoners a handbook?
(Other times) The prisoners contacted you to remind you that they need a guide to make the repairs to their ship. Will you lend the prisoners a handbook?
Use Handbook:[]
- Yesterday you got your new allies a handbook and help them to repair their ship. It turned out to be really useful to them -Handbook
- I'm sure it won't be long before you join the prisoners on their ship and leave this planet for good. Just help them out a couple more times and this nightmare might finally be over. +"Prisoners Ship" Ending continues
- The prisoners are almost done with the repairs of their ship. It shouldn't take long before you can escape this planet with them. Just hang in there, Captain... +"Prisoners Ship" Ending continues
- And that finally did it! The convict ship is fully repaired and ready to go. Now all you have to do is join the prisoniers at their camp and get ready to chart a course across the stars... Your mission is over, Captain. Congratulations! (The End)
Last Minute Repair:[]
Captain, wake up! We're approaching some sort of celestial body. It resembles a moon, but I think it's a small planet. Let me run a quick scan... 96%... 98... 100%. Scanning complete. It was right - a small, rocky planet with no organic life forms... But there's a lot of movement down there. Strange my scanners detect a breathable atmosphere, but low in oxygen. Uh, Captain? If you want to land on this planet safetly, you will have to fix up a small malfunction with our steering system, since we're not even able to turn at the moment. Oh, and you will have to do it before we float away from the planet. Hurry!
Use Handbook:[]
- You flipped throught your trusty handbook, looking for some kind of manual, or at least a "How to Land a Spaceship for Dummies" chapter. Not sure if it was your fast reading skills or pure luck, but you opened the book on the right page. Following the instructions, you reconnected some cable and steered the shuttle toward the ground. It was not a soft landing. Nobody is doing great after this stunt. Not even me. I'm shaken to my cores. Yes, all of them. You face have a pretty unpleasant close encounter with our communicator module, and at least one of these things is useless now. Consider fixing it if you want to avoid radio silence in the future. What's next, Captain? Maybe you could use some informations I found while scanning the evironment - there are robotic units not far from here, but my scan detective a very few agressive signatures... I think these are peaceful automatons. Most of them. Perhaps they can be of help to you. And in case you perish, at least I'll have company, so it's a win-win situation +RANDOM gets damaged | Captain, the Expedition Module in the back of the cabin is now available. If you want to survive here, someone has to go outside from time to time. We should explore our surroundings carefully. Who knows what danger await outside. One step for Astrocitizen... One giant leap for whatever is left of humanity! +Shuttle land on Robotofu +Communications Console broke +Expedition Module is available
Life Goes On, Captain:[]
Lamenting the fate of humanity, Captain? At times like these I return to a common human expression: "You are what you eat." No, that's not right... Ah yes, "Life goes on." Have you considered self-medicating? The airlock... toilet could produce some exellent spaceshine for you and your crew.
Use Handbook:[]
- Your Astrocitizen handbook had an excellent spaceshine recipe derived entirely from shuttle cleaning products. What resulted was a vibrant blue liquid. Don't think, just drink. It appear to be getting second-hand intoxication from your merriment. Did you know, when I started at Astrocitizen, I was technically just a high-tech toaster?
Loose Cable:[]
Your attempts to fix the robotic dog found at the Old Assembly Line have been a quite struggle so far. You've been fiddling with this loose cable all morning. Can it be removed? Where does it go? And what does it even do?! I know it's hard to believe, given my vast knowledge, but I'm unfamiliar with the technology used to build this robotic animal. I'm affraid you will have to figure out what to do with this cable on your own.
Use Handbook:[]
- Godd thinking, Captain. You consulted your handbook's chapter on electronics and figured out the correct connection. To be fair, you were really close before - you were trying the right socket. All you needed to do was flip the plug.
Lost In Translation:[]
(If the shuttle in on Mootopia):
We have once more picked up the foreign language transmission. It could be important... Have you managed to find something that you can use to decode the message?
Use Handbook:[]
- Yesterday, you picked up a transmission that's been playing for years. Since the message was in a foreign language, you had to use a guide to decode its meaning. While you weren't able to translate the entirety of the message, you did figured out that it describes an ancient pyramid, the location of which you were able to determine. Perhaps it wouldn't be a bad idea to explore that pyramid... Keep that in mind when planning your next expedition, Captain. +Add "Pyramid" Location On Expedition Module
Map Jamming:[]
(If the shuttle is on Phobonos):
I can't map the surface of this planet. Phobonos is a toxic, war-torn ruin - you'll need good maps... But something's jamming me. When I try to access the system, I get this message: "You're trespassing. MY domain. Pay tribute or die. Regards, the Watchman." Ugh, it's some kind territorial entity, perhaps ex-security... Will you give it something?
Use Handbook:[]
- Emmet/Deedee/Baby/Maegan/Tom/April tried to place the handbook outside to offer the Watchman, but when he pushed it through the door, a part-metal part-flesh appendage sliced past his head. Thumping feet approached and rasping voice said, "I prefer horror fiction. You could've asked. You're just like the ones down below. I'll let them deal with you. Good luck." The jam lifted, but the mood remained grim. +Decreases everyone's sanity
Message On Repeat:[]
"Thick-skinner or headstrong. One is right, the other wrong." That's the message we've been receiving on repeat on the comms all morning. I'm having a tough time finding the right channel to block. Maybe you should try solving this riddle instead, Captain?
Use Handbook:[]
- The riddle on the radio sounded like something you'd find in handbook, thick with odd info as it is. One of you picked it up and started flipping the pages. At that exact moment, the message on the radio changed into a torrent of noise, with just a single decipherable word repeating, "wrong." By the time it quite down, your spirits sank. +Decreases everyone's Sanity(To be checked)
Morning Rash:[]
Have you looked you in the mirror recently, Captain? I couldn't help but notice that you seem to be afflicted with a rash of some sort. I hope it's nothing serious, but we can't rule out it beging symptom of a dangerous illness. You can never be too careful. I strongly suggest that you do something about the rash. I swear, I'm only worried about your health. It's really not about how weird you look right now. +The Captain gets sick
Use Handbook:[]
- Hello there, Captain! You're looking very rested today! I can see that you found a way to deal with that mysterious rash that was bothering you earlier. You couldn't figured out what the cause was, but at least you found instructions on how to treat it on your Astrocitizen handbook. It didn't have a name, so you gave it one - Captainia Ugliosa. How thoughtful of you. +Cure Captain's sickness
Morse-Like Code:[]
We are receiving a signal, sir/ma'am. It sounds like a gloopy, loose version of morse code. The signal is fading, Captain! Do you want to quickly respond with a communicator, or use the handbook to try and decode the signal first?
Use Handbook:[]
- You consulted the ship-board hadbook for tips on decoding such a signal, but not clear pattern emerged. You kept poring over the notes and charts, but evidently the transmission was nothing but mush code. After a couple of hours, the transmission stopped. I wish these alien would stop Morsing around.
Musty Smell:[]
Captain, a hole appeared right next to our shuttle overnight. It's producing smelly vapours and a nasty gurgling. While it's not an immediate threat, I'd appreciate if you made it stop. The smell is foul, the noise annoying, and both offend my sensors.
Use Handbook:[]
- The noisy, smelly hole near the ship warranted research. You and Emmet/Deedee/Baby/Maegan/Tom/April compared the illustrations in the handbook to the hole - in detail. You should've kept your distance. That it was a snoring Chameleon Razortail occured to you only after it woke up and took off, seriously injuring you as it went. We'll finally enjoy some quiet... but you need some patching up, Astrocitizens. +Someone gets injured
Rats In The Vent:[]
Oh, rats. You know those scratching sounds coming out of the ventilation shafts late at night? We have rodents, Captain. They must have hitched a ride from Earth. If the infestation isn't handled, the rats will eat your food supplies, then probably you. How will you deal with this problem.
Use Handbook:[]
- About the rodent infestation yesterday. The results of your decision about how to handle it were... unexpected. +Handbook gets damaged | You searched how to domesticate alien wildlife in the handbook, and applied what you learned to the Earth-rats. Great news, Captain! It worked! They won't ravenoustly chew through your food supplies now, but you do have to love them. We're happy to resolve this conflict without bloodshed.
Self-Diagnosis:[]
Captain, are you all right? Those weird spots on your arms are a little worrisome. Can you see them? Please wait while I search the medical databases. SEARCHING... Unfortunately, I am unable to identify your affliction. I'm afraid you will have to diagnose it yourself. That shouldn't be too hard - doctors are overrated. Can you do that, Captain?
Use Handbook:[]
- Weird spots appeared on your arm yesterday. Luckily, you found the solution in the handbook. The spots were the first symptoms of a pontentially dangerous and highly shameful aliment. At least it was easy to cure. All you needed to do was to follow th step-by-step instructions in the handbook.
Sound Issue:[]
C--ta-n, th--e's so--th--g we n--d... C--ta-n? C-n y-u he-r me, Cap-ain? Argh. You say "Argh" in these situations, right? I hate raising my volume, but that malfunction body odor removal filter is making a racket. I think it's a malfunctioning.
Use Hanbdook:[]
- You fixed the body odor removal filter by consulting the troubleshooting section of the handbook and following the directions there. Not everyone loves troubleshooting sections, Captain, but I do. You were able to think much clearer without that constant din drowning out every thought. +Increases Captain's sanity
Space Boredom:[]
There is nothing to report, Captain. I suggest you... Captain, would you mind covering your mouth when you yawn? I thought you got a good night's sleep. Wait, could this be... boredom? Yes, I have heard that you humans need excitement in their lives to function properly. How curious. Captain, you're sitting in a state-of-the-art space shuttle, drifting through the deep cosmos, full of wonder and mystery. Can you at least pretent you're having a good time?
use Handbook:[]
- Yesterday started pretty slow, but you manged to turn it around. Browsing your Astrocitizen handbook on the toil... I mean, in the airlock, you found a set of exercises and decided to try them out. You did jumping jacks all afternoon... how fun. Bugt more importantly, it was healthy! You feeel much better now. +Increases Captain's health
The Sand Emergency:[]
ERREUR: LITTER BOX IS FULL | "Felicette speaking. Monsieur/Madame Captain, an emergency! The airlock box. It was full. I pressed the button to empty. It became empty. I pressed the button for new sand. And nothing. The sand reservoir is empty! C.L.A.U.D.I.E. did not manufacture a new batch. She screams erreurs, my poor crew is beside themselves!" "You understand? Until there is sand, we cannot got. Please, monsieur/madame, can you help?"
Use Handbook:[]
- You sent Captain Felicette the handbook. She answered: "Monsieur/Madame, at first I thought - surely, you jest. Are we to do our buisness on some paper, not unlike repugnant dogs? But C.L.A.U.D.I.E. took great interest in your brochure." -Handbook | "The lecture invigorated her circuits. She experiments now, creates various sands! Soft sands, space sands, super-absorbant sands! She is reasearching sources for each material. While perusing her sands, I deamed. Of far away places that make one's pawn feel like haven, always. Could they exist? I hop so, monsieur/madame. (P.S. Attachment: souvenir)" +RANDOM
Events Where Handbook Can Be Found[]
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Events Where Handbook Can be Damaged/Lost[]
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Handbook Gallery[]
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Handbook In The Shuttle |
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Handbook Revisited Edition In The Shuttle |
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Damaged Handbook In The Shuttle |
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Damaged Handbook Revisited Edition In The Shuttle |
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Handbook In The Station |
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Handbook In Inventory In The Station |
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Handbook Poster In Load Screen |
Handbook Audio[]
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Handbook Tips[]
As the Scout Handbook in 60 Seconds!, the Handbook give you tips when you click on it
1. Try not. Do. Or do not. There is no try. Every day must end with one, clear decision. Hopefully the right one.
2. Loneliness becomes an acid that eats away at you. A lone captain is no captain at all!
3. The more agile the monkeys sent into space were, the longer they survived. Let that be a lesson for all aspiring captains.
4. Running low on soup? Craft a can or two using a mixture of only slightly radioactive Space Age chemicals!
5. Do not trust poeple. They are capable of greatness. But you can (almost) always trust your assigned A.S.T.R.O. unit!
6. ???
Trivia[]
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