Important Paste Must Read

>you will never have an impossibly restrictive set of rules that you can't possibly hope to follow as a janitor, on pain of being sentenced to public use if you break any of them

>while mopping up the mess someone would inevitably have made to spite you, you will never have shitcurity dunk your head into your water bucket while they're slowly unzipping your jumpsuit (groping at your crotch all the while)

>you'll never be dragged into maintenance to be "searched for contraband"
>you'll never be fucked and beaten in a central hallway

>you will never accidentally misplace your nullification certification in time for a random search, and so will never be sent to the brig (to be raped and absorbed by a changeling Syndicate operative who prior to being searched himself had forgotten that he was carrying Syndicate contraband) on account of being a sexual threat to the station
>even having not misplaced your nullification certification, it will never be identified as a cunning forgery by the officer inspecting it, who won't as just punishment for a scheming lizard like you strip and beat you in an unlit maintenance corridor before then tidying you up to be hauled to the brig

>an active stun baton won't ever be probed inside your slit (if you even have one) for the horrible lizard cock that must be hiding somewhere within
>a shitcurity officer won't ever, on inspecting (but certainly not on having personally made use of) a deep, bleeding hole in your groin that he may or may not have created himself, declare you an unnullified cuntboy and hence a threat to the station's moral well-being

>you will never be held against a wall in maint and violated roughly until the officer inspecting you is confident that you've accepted your proper place on the station
>said officer won't be vigilant afterwards of the constant danger of your returning to your natural beastly state, and won't be ever ready with stun baton and lube for your next round of corrective treatment

>a shitcurity officer will never perform a nullification inspection (maybe with extras) on you himself, then despite a positive result report you as an untreated sexual threat because you're a cold-blooded job taker who deserves to be taken down a notch
(imagine if the shitcurity officer inspecting you had become a scalerot carrier from defending the station against the lizardman threat all the time :3 )

>everyday procedures for you (getting your nullification certification renewed, getting your hormone supplements and suppressors injected, getting your ration stamp payments) will never start to require increasingly depraved service to your masters

>you will never have your urethra dilated to be used as an additional service hole by station crew

>you will never be hobbled and made a station pet

>you'll never be fed to a slime, used to test viruses, or used to test genetic alterations

>you will never	receive your rations (which will never be prepared as often by the geneticist and virologist as by the chef) directly at work's end, to be eaten from a dog bowl

>you won't ever be forced to eat nothing but clones of yourself that you have to kill, gut and eat raw
>you won't ever be given rewards (less frequent beatings) if you play with your dead clone (make out with it, finger it, eat it out) every time before you eat it

>publicly available recordings of some pathetic nullo lizard rutting against its own corpse won't ever become an anti-lizard propaganda smash hit

>you will never be bled and mutilated regularly, knowing that you can be easily replaced should you bleed out

>you will never be used as a source of meat by the chef

>a xeno will never impregnate your ass as it tears out your throat

>lizard execution by plasma injection into the slit/peehole will never be space law recognized (assume you'd be suspended upside down during the process)

>you will never be put in your proper place in life