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The '''ukulele''' is a small [[Hawaii]]an lute derived from [[Portugal|Portuguese]] ancestors. It became popular worldwide due to Hawaii somehow being a part of the [[United States]], and is now commonly used during a supposedly heartfelt apology. Ukulele means "jumping flea".
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The '''ukulele''' is a small [[Hawaii]]an lute derived from [[Portugal|Portuguese]] ancestors. It became popular worldwide due to Hawaii somehow being a part of the [[United States]], and is now commonly used during a supposedly [[Toxic Gossip Train|heartfelt apology]]. Ukulele means "jumping flea".
== Lore ==
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== Logbook ==
 
  <span style="color:#909090;white-space:nowrap">//--AUTO-TRANSCRIPTION FROM RALLYPOINT [Redacted] --//</span>
 
  <span style="color:#909090;white-space:nowrap">//--AUTO-TRANSCRIPTION FROM RALLYPOINT [Redacted] --//</span>
 
   
 
   
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  Jans was unfortunate enough to walk right into a group of Lemurians during a routine check around the rallypoint perimeter. He was lucky enough to escape with his life, but the Lemurians wounded his leg before backup arrived.  
 
  Jans was unfortunate enough to walk right into a group of Lemurians during a routine check around the rallypoint perimeter. He was lucky enough to escape with his life, but the Lemurians wounded his leg before backup arrived.  
 
   
 
   
  Jans leaned back in his cot. He strummed the strings on his ukulele – which he had picked up from an earlier expedition – as he contemplated his thoughts. Nothing too complex, but just a simple tune that he had picked up back when he took lessons as a child. Unbeknownst to him, one by one, he had gathered himself an audience. The gentle melodies of Jans’ ukulele brought a rare comfort to the pained and labored patients, and for the first time since admittance, they felt like they could smile.
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  Jans leaned back in his cot. He strummed the strings on his ukulele – which he had picked up from an earlier expedition – as he contemplated his thoughts. Nothing too complex, but just a simple tune that he had picked up back when he took lessons as a child. Unbeknownst to him, one by one, he had gathered himself an audience. The gentle melodies of Jans’ ukulele brought a rare comfort to the pained and labored patients, and for the first time since admittance, they felt like they could smile.
 
   
 
   
  Life in the medical tent was never something anybody could look forward to. Death, irreversible injuries, and a choking atmosphere surrounded them. But for a brief moment… the lives of those patients became that much brighter. Jans stopped, surveying the crowd intently watching him.  
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  Life in the medical tent was never something anybody could look forward to. Death, irreversible injuries, and a choking atmosphere surrounded them. But for a brief moment… the lives of those patients became that much brighter. Jans stopped, surveying the crowd intently watching him.  
 
   
 
   
 
  He laughed, readying himself for an encore. Maybe things wouldn’t be so bad after all.
 
  He laughed, readying himself for an encore. Maybe things wouldn’t be so bad after all.
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== Gallery ==
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<gallery>
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Ukuwrap.jpg|The one on the left
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</gallery>
 
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[[Category:Instruments]]
 
[[Category:Instruments]]

Latest revision as of 03:34, 14 April 2024

Ukulele
Ukulele.webp
...and his music was electric.
25% chance to fire chain lightning for 80% TOTAL damage on up to 3 (+2 per stack) targets within 20m (+2m per stack)
RarityUncommon
CategoryDamage
CorruptedSotV Icon.webpPolylute.webpPolylute

The ukulele is a small Hawaiian lute derived from Portuguese ancestors. It became popular worldwide due to Hawaii somehow being a part of the United States, and is now commonly used during a supposedly heartfelt apology. Ukulele means "jumping flea".

Logbook

//--AUTO-TRANSCRIPTION FROM RALLYPOINT [Redacted] --//

The planet was unforgiving, taking more and more with each passing day. Lives and limbs were lost, and the medical tent grew increasingly busy.

Jans was unfortunate enough to walk right into a group of Lemurians during a routine check around the rallypoint perimeter. He was lucky enough to escape with his life, but the Lemurians wounded his leg before backup arrived. 

Jans leaned back in his cot. He strummed the strings on his ukulele – which he had picked up from an earlier expedition – as he contemplated his thoughts. Nothing too complex, but just a simple tune that he had picked up back when he took lessons as a child. Unbeknownst to him, one by one, he had gathered himself an audience. The gentle melodies of Jans’ ukulele brought a rare comfort to the pained and labored patients, and for the first time since admittance, they felt like they could smile.

Life in the medical tent was never something anybody could look forward to. Death, irreversible injuries, and a choking atmosphere surrounded them. But for a brief moment… the lives of those patients became that much brighter. Jans stopped, surveying the crowd intently watching him. 

He laughed, readying himself for an encore. Maybe things wouldn’t be so bad after all.

Gallery