These are what we call the 'YMMV items.' Things that some people find in this work. We call them 'your mileage might vary' because not everyone sees these things in the same way. This starts discussions in the trope lists, a thing we don't want. Please use the discussion page if you'd like to discuss any of these items.
YMMV: Space Station 13
Broken Base: There are a few communities for Space Station 13. The main two are the Goonservers and Android Data's servers, both of which hate the other with a passion. The Bay12 community fits somewhere in the equivalent of Switzerland
Lately, it's split into two factions: the Goonservers, and the other public servers, these being LLA, D 2 K 5, /tg/'s servers, and Conco's server. Lately, though, Conco has gone mad with power, and the others are never close to the amount of people that the goon server has. (Bay12 still exists, but they have gone into hiding.)
A few individuals from the original "anti-Goonstation" efforts wanted to (re)join the Goonstation dev team after the Atmos overhaul in 2010. It didn't work.
Crazy Awesome: Most players either are this or aspire to be. Sometimes admins have let usually bannable offenses on the game slide if they're spectacularly crazy/entertaining enough.
Mary Tzu: Goonstation had the T.U.R.D.S., which started as a project to make an exclusive elite security team controlled by a whitelist of usernames hand-picked by the admins. Their actual implementation turned out to be an unstoppable army of baboon-faced heavily-armored mooks with obnoxiousCounter-Strike guns and an implant lock system that was imposed on almost every interactive object in the game. The average number of successful traitors rapidly shot down to 0.
The idea was reworked into Nanotrasen Enforcers who eventually had the same fate. Instead, the Head of Security position is now whitelisted.
This has all recently been replaced with the revamped Head of Security job, a whitelisted Security Officer with access to everything and an arsenal to boot.
Memetic Badass: plenty of notorious players. Special mention must be made of Cuban Pete, a former player of /tg/station, who was capable of building bombs powerful enough to crash the server. His shenanigans eventually resulted in /tg/station implementing a hard-coded cap on explosive power, simply from how destructive a single player was capable of being. Pete is now immortalized in arcade names, alcohol brands, and more.
Paranoia Fuel: Players tend to be incredibly paranoid, suspecting everyone of being a traitor, griefer, or just an idiot who thinks the game is meant to be played as arena deathmatch. Cue violence.
Try standing right next to someone for an extended length of time and see if you don't get beaten up. Personal space is in full force here.
Some extremely paranoid players will immediately suicide/space their own character if they suspect a round will get derailed by the "admin bus".
The Scrappy: The assistant job, in general. This is mostly because, due to the fact that assistants have no set duties, they mostly wander around the station and mess around with people who are trying to actually do their jobs.
The clown is also seen as this, due to some players thinking it's basically a license to do whatever they wish and get away with it. The Mime from /tg/station even moreso depending on the player, as they have the perfect excuse to stay silent the entire round.
Scrappy Mechanic: When in doubt, blame BYOND. The server software is notorious for lagging beyond playability on occasion. And there is no DC protection of any kind; if the server experiences connection issues your character is a sitting duck for the few players lucky enough to stay connected.
Spiritual Licensee: This is probably the closest thing to a Sealab 2021 game that you'll ever get.
Squick: The Goonservers are very good at this, featuring such ways to die as being force-fed poo until the toxic damage kills you, having your butt surgically removed and worn like a hat, or exploding into Ludicrous Gibs from contracting GBS.
/tg/station is very liberal when it comes to cooking. The kitchen comes equipped with a meat grinder for Will-It-Blend experiments, resulting food will be labeled as "Urist McAssistant's Meat Burger", and nobody will bat an eye. You can also order brain burgers, which are exactly that: a human brain in burger bun.
They Changed It, Now It Sucks: Almost always happens on the Goonstation servers, especially if it's a bugfix or nerfing a griefmonger feature like Chemistry.
Also, every suggestion thread on a Goonstation forum will be shot down from someone giving a copy paste answer related to this. This is not to say that some brilliant ideas haven't passed, just that the author had to take far too much time to bullet proof it.
Hilariously, three notorious cases have been banned from the Goonstation forums to avoid this type of reaction.