Noting admin: Drewfus
Noting type/duration: Mid-severity
Note Reason: As non-antag clown, had an IC fued with the mime (Artur_lang) over halloween event magic candy, which over-escalated into a fight. Both assumed they owned the magic candy, and it escalated from there, with both being brigged for the first fight, and then the clown being attacked into crit the second time - although it doesn't seem like either had intent to kill. In the future, be sure not to over-escalate in-character rivalries
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Alright, so the above was an outright lie on Artur_lang's part. This was on Pubbystation, where Bartholomew was positioned way southwest of the map, therefore almost nobody was using it because of the distance. I went to the library after asking on comms where it was, as the clown, and started doing the hunt for items. Went to the pot, found out what was needed, ran out and came back, only to watch as the Mime decided they were going to camp the pot and steal one from me as it converted. (They lied to Drewfus and claimed they believed it was theirs/owned this, when in fact they moved down two tiles to take it as I was turning in both). As soon as they took it, they bolted upwards. I called for sec multiple times on the headset and nobody did anything about it, and the mime ran to Jacqueline and immediately spent the candies so if they were searched they wouldn't find it. So, fed up, and after explaining the situation on comms and being told to just beat the mimes ass, I grabbed a plant and whacked them a couple times, along with a replica katana, finally encouraging security to do something about it already. We both got brigged and I explained everything, only for the officer, William Hound Heartsmith, to complain that he actually had to do his job and threaten all sorts of brig time if we did this stuff again. I didn't get my stuff back because the Mime had spent it, so I formulated a new plan.
I went back to the pot after our release and waited for the mime to turn in some stuff, and took one back, and ran, only for them to follow me with a welder and hard crit me, strip me of my gear, and drag me around the entire station. At this point I ahelped the situation, and pinged staff in the forums, and watched a they continued dragging me for a bit, before I OOC asked if Kevinz could get on, to which the mime suddenly started trying to revive me. They brought me to sec and I got healed up, but lied and said I attacked them again, and instead of this Warden seeing that the mime had just brought up a almost dead body, decided to arrest the both of us. During interrogation the Warden found the candies, and I got the one stolen back, only for the mime to start fighting back security after release to get dragnetted again and recaptured, and thrown in the brig. I took this opportunity to take their mask and leave, because at this point they had caused me and sec a ton of bullshit
The Warden, this time, instead of dealing with what the mime just did, decides to declare me Valid, and authorize lethals to detain me over the fact I took the mime's mask, and mindshielded the mime and gave them full sec gear to hunt me down. At this point I cyroed. I have a screenshot of what the mime had on their possession a little bit after I cyroed. A bluespace body bag and all sorts of other stuff to literally kill and hide my body, not to mention the PDA MESSAGE THEY SENT ME that they were gonna kill me. Yet, again, lied to the admin during the questioning and claiming that it was "just a rivalry"
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Final note is that Drewfus never informed nor warned me about this at all, nor updated me with the ticket status, simply left and I found the note on slimbus after the round swapped over. Arter lied in the ahelp in which they "got" the candies, as they 1) instead were camping the library and stepped two tiles down as my candy popped out to IMMEDIATELY run around, in circles, as I was trying to get it back, knowing exactly what they did, and 2) I'm sure you can tell by the logs that they didn't put anything in, as Bartholomew gives a verbal acknowledgement that you put something in.