OOC: Umm...Yes I'll use my first post for today. Also should I post my character's profile here? I made a new one. His name's Krivzee.

IC: Mars couldn't believe it.

'How in the hell did you mess that up? Now we'll never get her to listen...' 'There is still hope. We'll merely speak again.' 'AND WHAT EXACTLY DO WE SAY? HM?' 'Hi.' 'Shut it.' ' What to say? Well, obviously something that she'll understand we'd say. Hold on...what about a writtin message?' 'I don't think they know english.' 'Remember the boiler? Big fat "boiler" printed right on.' 'Killing them would be easier than this junk.' 'We're making allies not enimies dummy.' 'Alright, writting messages won't work because we have no paper. Let's just...hey wait...THAT'S IT!'

Mars immediately stopped, feeling the presence of a slig. Possession anyone?


...


IC: Krivzee walked in, after a feco train ride, searching for Guekko. Where was he? Suddenly Krivzee's felt weird. He immiediatly wanted to go a certain path. He qustioned why but...his gut said this way. And his pants said yes. After a while he found a snoozer (awesome), a mudokon and a slig (meh). Suddenly he wanted to get rid of the snoozer. Why? Really? What the heck is going on here! He decided to ignore the snoozer. But somehow it REALLY seemed important. No. Err...no. Krivzee strugled to keep his balance as his head started to hurt like the shock that zapped his hands. Krivzee's brain said leave it alone but everything else said to get rid of it. Even destroy it! He gave the impulses one last burst of willpower before he collapsed onto the ground.


...


IC: Mars's possesion magic hadn't worked. Krivzee had a strong will. Mars was bad at magic so he could only suggest things to people. And fighting Krivzee was near impossible. His last blast of magic knocked him out. Wait...YES! DISTRACTION AT LAST! Now some of them should go to check up on him.

OOC: Yes, post your profile here as well. Also, just a little bit of a recommendation - perhaps you could edit your new character's entry to make it a bit more detailed? For instance, he must have arrived by train, not just "walked in." And how did Mars know he was there, and more importantly, how did he possess him without chanting or anything else that would give away his position? I'm not telling you your post is all wrong, I'm just suggesting ways you can a) add more detail and b) make things clearer for everyone else.

Also, just be aware that I think sometime back some chant suppressors were activated in the factory, but I'm not sure exactly where they are, so we could just say there wasn't any in the area where Mars is at the moment.

@MeechMunchie - I realise you're waiting on me, but like I said before I like to let other parts of the RPG flow on too - my lack of posting is sometimes (but not often) on purpose :p

IC:

Hembar noticed the meech (Crunchy) seemingly gesturing towards it's beak. She sighed, she couldn't exactly just the leave the thing here, but how was she supposed to look after it and continue with her mission as well?

She wondered what food would be readily available anywhere... She wasn't sure exactly what Meeches ate, even, considering they were supposedly extinct. But, the stock that Rupture Farms kept for processing must be fed by something, so she decided she might as well start heading for the factory again.

"Alright," she spoke to the Meech even though it probably couldn't understand her, "come on, let's see what we can find."

Keeping an eye out for any sign of the snoozer or any other security, she cautiously started making her way back to the factory, specifically heading for the area where the slaughter room was.

OOC: I'm hoping it wasn't a mistake making Ralph interact with Skullik...

OOC:

Mars knew Krivzee was there because he's me. Therefore, knows of Krivzee.
Fine, you hear Mars
Krivzee is awesome.

-----IC-----

SU-01 decided not to respond to the mudokon who just yelled at him. He knew that cold, indifferent silence, would do better than answering at all. A slig came by and talked to Anni. He ignored him as well. He was determined not to get distracted until he saw the Boss.

A few minutes later, another slig came from the train station.

"Just great. As if this place was not already overfilled with inefficient security staff..." he thought.

Suddenly, his HUD started to malfunction again, like it did in the cafeteria, some times ago. It happened every time a mudokon chanted somewhat near him. It was a way to detect terrorist easily, but it also affected some of his abilities. Judging by the intensity of the interferences, (he could barely see something) the source was close, in this very corridor. He heard a loud noise behind him. The newcomer slig just collapsed on the floor.

At this very moment, SU-01 knew something was wrong and went into red alert. The first idea that crossed his "mind" was to load his tranquilizers ammo, but since his vision was not optimal, it would be pretty unsafe to fire at anything. He turned his eyes red and said, through the corridor speakers, to be heard by everyone at the same time.

"Warning ! Warning ! Intruder near the Executive Office ! We've got one slig down, one slig down ! All unarmed employees are now required to lay down and wait for further instructions ! To all security guards, deploy yourselves and block every possible retreat. The intruder must not escape."

He also send a command to the boss' computer, in his office. The screen turned red and displayed the message :

MAJOR SECURITY INCIDENT IN PROGRESS...DO NOT ATTEMPT TO LEAVE THE ROOM...YOU WILL BE NOTICED AGAIN WHEN SITUATION IS UNDER CONTROL.

"Time for some chant suppressing stuff" he thought. "Also this might be a bit late now."

A little metal plate between his four eyes slided down, revealing a big red orb, blinking like the regular security orbs.

OOC: OH SNAP! I forgot that chanting plus KO'd slig would look like murder!

IC: "Oh, dear." said Mars, as the robot noticed his chanting. He knew moving was death. He knew not moving was death. In fact there's no point in MP (Multiple personality) thinking because IT'S ALL PANIC! Mars decided that he could either be very good at being still or very good at running. Staring at his tattoo, he chose running.

Mars's tattoo glowed a cobalt blue, with his hand surrounded in cyan, till it enveloped it like a glove. It then bursts to his legs, surrounding them in light, until it melts into them, his legs not covered by it but rather fused with it. And all of this is happening in seconds. Mars crouches for a moment, and then leaps forward, running down the hallway at speeds that are almost unimaginable, had this not already happened with Grace the Big Bro. Mars sped through a blue streak of light, till' it was hard to imagine him even being there.

Krivzee was fighting inside his head, when suddenly it felt as if the sky had been lifted from his shoulders. He opened an eye, surprised that it was easy. He lifted his head to see - 'ZOOM' - ...to see nothing apparently. He stared at what was either the terrorist or a formula 1 racecar left on the ground, speed marks. He looked at the Snoozer, which was apparently panicking. It was the terrorist all right. That terrorist is so DEAD! He pushed himself up, un-holstered his pisto-hook, and prepared to kill the terrorist. At first he was angry for it endangering Guekko, NOW it's personal.

Ignoring everything else, he marched off, following that speeder.

OOC: I completely forgot that possessing Krivzee is going to piss him off. Great. I'm going to end up killing myself.

OOC: Maybe I should actually post something then. Well, here goes

IC: A Slig guard placed the ticket into his pocket, he not being able to do so himself meant that was the only option to hand. The click of several long black nails striking the metal platform before he hopped aboad a train to take him off. Being now out of a job after his last workplace folded, it had taken him some time to gather up the moolah just to get a train ticket, so hopefully this wasn't a lost cause. Strange looks and hushed mutterings from other passengers, mostly Sligs, onboard were quietly quashed by a stare from a pair of deep-set orange eyes. Coming upon a chair that would be of some comfort, he slid himself into it, placing his hands onto an adjacent chair so they would not be in contact with whatever mess the last passenger sitting here hand left upon the floor. Soon after, the pair of glowing orange eyes closed, there was no need to be awake for the entire journey after all...

Jolted awake by the annoucement of the arrival to his destination, he hopped up, shuffling along the carriage with his awkward gait, hopping off onto the platform and turning around to see the train pull out soon afterward. Not the sort of place that most would want to stay around, given what had happened here before with regards to terrorists. He had kept telling his last company they should be allowed to invest in the invention of a device that stopped bird portals being formed, but did they listen to him? Like they ever did. Why should they have done anyway? He was just a chump, a low class Glukkon that they had kept around because he happened to know what he was doing, unlike the incompetant managers which helped lead the place to its downfall. Still, that was in the past now, so maybe this is the sort of place where he could move on. His uneven gait made the sounds of his nails on the platform seem rather haunting as he made his way to the back of the platform, looking around at the doors nearby, limping his way through a door which landed him right in the middle of a corridor...where his ears picked up on some noise. Given the previous history, what a noise to be greeted by.

OOC: Well, you've landed in all madness. I assume Guekko hears alarms.

OOC: That little bit has been fixed now, my bad for forgetting to add that in. Told myself to not forget it but did.

OOC: waiting on splat.

Flad heard a voice coming from nearby. "Hey, do you hear that?" He asked Anni.

Then he heard the sound of metal hitting the floor behind him. He spun round to find a slig lying on the floor. He heard the voice again. "Oh dear"

"Huh?" Then Flad saw a blue glow coming from a shadow near Anni. He raised his Blunderbust. "FR-" Then suddenly the glow sped away at an unimaginable speed. Appearing as just a streak of light which past the downed slig, leaving a mark on the floor.

"That voice, could it have been a Mud?" Flad thought to himself.

A message bleared through the corridor's speakers; "Warning ! Warning ! Intruder near the Executive Office ! We've got one slig down, one slig down ! All unarmed employees are now required to lay down and wait for further instructions ! To all security guards, deploy yourselves and block every possible retreat. The intruder must not escape."

Flad walked over to the downed slig. "Hey, are you alr-" Then the slig quickly got up and hurried in the direction marked by the speeding native. Completely oblivious of Flad.

He looked back at Anni and the snoozer, noticing a blinking red orb between the snoozer's eyes. "An in-built chant suppressor, nice." He thought.

"I think it would be best to stay here. Who knows what that Mud is capable of, or what it's intentions are." He said to Anni. Flad then hurried in the direction of the other slig following the marks left on the floor. His pants screeching under the sudden change of pace. Some of the lights had smashed. "What a mess" he thought.

EDIT:
OOC:
@ mars: how's that, any better?
I'm not sure what you mean about the "speed marks" part. do you wan't me to put more description in? Put the word speed in front of marks? Or something else altogether?

one sec editing

ooc: Yes, if Mars had broken the sound barrier then he'd be on fire.
Also, Mars, you can't say that whatever you know, your character must also know; no one else has this ability and I think it easily counts as God-modding. I'll let you off what's happened so far, but watch it in future.
Just because you know something, doesn't mean the character does.
And you character can run fast but saying he broke the sound barrier for no reason is just stupid.
Also, leaving tracks on the ground is also stupid; cars leave marks from the rubber rubbing off of their tyres, but I'm fairly sure Mars doesn't have tyres.

IC:
Grace rolled his eyes, but at least the slig wasn't completely useless. "Well keep you're eyes open," He muttered but before he could say anything else, SU's siren filled the corridor.
"Grhzz," He muttered and yelled at Borso, "Get in the shadows in that side of the corridor and run up; don't let anything get past you! Now come up the corridor; keep pace with me."
He moved towards the other side of the corridor and hurried back towards the snoozer, slower than he normally would to let the other slig keep up.


Anni was just starting to put two and two together and realise that someone might have spoken to her seeking secrecy, which she wasn't helping. "Um," She said to the slig, "Uh, I guess it was nothing; I thought I heard a sound but I don't think it was anything."

Before she could go any further the robot suddenly went crazy and something blue streaked out of the shadows and down the corridor; hoping that this might distract the robot from the paramites for the time being (though feeling slightly sorry for whatever the streak was she yelled, "There is goes! You better get after it!"

If the snoozer ran then she'd go right down to the basement, find Somi and find out what happened.


ooc: Mars, i don't want to nag but your posts have to make sense. Even within the realms of freaky voodoo spirit powers there's only so much that can be done, or the mudokon shamans (shamen?) would just blow up every factory on Mudos with a click of the fingers.

IC: Borso followed Grace, and accepted his orders. "Yes Sir!" Borso ran to keep up with Grace and then leapt into the shadows. He aimed for the corridor and kept his position. 'Finally, some real action', he thought to himself.

-----IC-----
With his chant suppressor activated, SU-01 now fully had recovered his vision. He quickly aimed for the suspect heat signature, in the shadow but before he could react, an incredible energy was enveloping the target, causing SU-01 HUD to be even less usable. Also, his eyes were turning randomly red, orange or green. He had almost lost control of his own body. He heard a voice behind him, but all of his sensors were going crazy :

"There...goes! ...ter get...er it!"

At the very moment the blue thing came near him and run out of sight, the few remaining control programs crashed. SU-01 started to lost his balance, tried to turn over and grab something to prevent his fall but collapsed on the ground, with a loud metallic noise. The only thing his defective camera could saw was Anni, standing in front of him. An old, organic-being reflex ran through him. He slowly extended one of his shaking arm and grabbed Anni's leg. Something inside him tried to yell "Help me" but the only thing that came out of his speakers was "Energy Critical". He loosened his grip on Anni's leg, not releasing it completely. The last thing he saw after that was the confirmation message that the Autonomous Recovery Module was online. He would be fine after all. In a few minutes, he would be back on track.

Alright I changed it. Now the speed magic only makes him go fast, and barely faster than a bullet.

OOC: I'm sorry, :fuzemb: I know what you said about other RPG bits advancing too, but you know... plot developments... exiting... I don't really know why I keep pestering you, since I'm pretty much as clueless as Crunchy about what he's going to do, since the Monsaic Lines are beyond reach (besides, why would I leave? It's called W@RF for a reason :p) and he's pretty much sworn loyalty to this messianic figure of Hembar. He's just your faithful friend now, and he's not going to go away until he falls into a meat grinder... So right now I'm just following you.

OOC: Don't worry, the tone of that post wasn't meant to be antagonising or anything. But yeah, that's the problem with role-playing animals :p Perhaps you could make another character that's easier to RP as well as Crunchy, so you're not always waiting on me?

Good to see you're listening to people's advice, Mars ;)

Man, Rupture Farms seems to be full of natives! SU-01 only just got one of them out and then he finds another one! :p

I guess I might as well post as Hembar again, since there's not much you can do with Crunchy until we actually get to the factory at least.

IC:

Getting near the shadow of Rupture Farms once again, Hembar made her way around to the holding pens where animals ready to go through the slaughter house were contained. A lone paramite stood in one of the pens, but nowhere could she spot a sign of where their food might be supplied from. She supposed it was probably brought out to the animals by someone in the factory, so this was pretty much a dead end.

Looking at the factory, she suddenly sensed something. Someone in the building was using some sort of spirit power, which must mean... another native? This was worth checking out, at any length. She looked back at the meech, "Well, I guess you're either going to have to come along and stay out of trouble or just stay here."

Yeah right, like either of those things were going to happen.

OOC: Mars's speed magic is slightly different then most spells. It's no mudokon spell.

IC:
"Piece o' junk," Grace muttered, observing the collapsed snoozer disdainfully. "Vykkers all trying to make new models that work better than the olds, but you put too much thought in a machine and it fries itself." Being a natural leader-type, Grace made himself busy taking command. "I'm gonna try and track this thing down. Hot-shot, whatever your name is," He said, waving to Borso, "Come with me and make yourself useful, "You," He gestured to Flad, "You any good with computers? 'Cus I could use some techie support or something."

He didn't particularly like Borso or trust his ability, but at least he knew he could listen to orders.

Anni meanwhile suddenly found all attention diverted away from her. She pulled her leg free for the root's grip and climbed back carefully over it. She could feel it vibrating slightly, so she guessed it wouldn't be down for long, so she still had to find out what had happened in the basement and warn the paramites that their may be trouble.
Hoping none of the sligs would notice her, she hurried past the snoozer and then ran down the corridor. The fastest way to the basement was through the lab, but she wasn't going through there if she could help it. She hurried towards the lifts.

IC: Borso gave a curious look to the inactive snoozer. Borso must have totally concentrated on Grace's orders, since he didn't see Flad until Grace mentioned their name.

He felt like a bit of a fool for not seeing them before, and nodded to them in means of greeting. 'hot-shot?', Borso thought. He liked that nickname, "Yes sir". Borso ran alongside Grace. He gave a last look at Flad before moving on.

Flad had started chasing after the other slig (Krivzee). When he heard a loud metallic crash from behind. He spun round to find the snoozer had collapsed. It was holding Anni's leg saying something Flad couldn't quite hear.

Flad noticed two sligs together further down the corridor. One was taller then any ordinary slig he had seen before, nearly big bro size. The other slig looked quite short compared to the tall one.
Flad noticed the taller slig speaking to the shorter one. Then turned in Flad's direction.

"You." The slig pointed at Flad. "You any good with computers? 'Cus I could use some techie support or something."

Flad smiled. "Finally something useful I can do." He thought. "Yeah, my last post was with a vykker monitoring consoles and screens and stuff. He taught me a few things about computers." Flad replied and approached Grace. "It would be better if I wasn't chasing that Mud anyway. He would probably hear me coming from a mile away with these pants."

ooc: Gotta apologise; I forgot about Flad running after Krivzee and SU grabbing Anni's leg (edited my last post slightly for that).

IC:
Grace nodded, "The security office is back there. I've been told there are monitors in there that tie in to cameras around the factory. Hopefully you'll find a radio in there too, so we we can stay in touch. I need you to look at the cameras and look for a sign of the native. I saw him earlier; big blue tattoo on his hand, spoocebow and painted spear. If you can find him and let us know where he is, we might be able to creep up on him."

ooc: To warn everyone, I won't be online over the weekend. Things have been pretty exciting all of a sudden :p

IC: Crunchy slowly padded back towards the looming factory. Was this Mud (Hembar) insane? He didn't really have much choice, he supposed. Besides, there was always going to be food in a meat factory.

-----OOC-----

I'm going to use an external character but I don't feel like writing down his profile, because we'll probably never see him again, so yeah...single-use character :D

-----IC-----

Somewhere, far away from Rupture Farms, in some secret underground Vikkers facility, in a secured room, (the pretty big and pretty empty type, with tick concrete walls and just one big computer inside) a computer's screen turned red. On the screen, a window appeared :

--------------------
MONITORED SYSTEM DOWN DUE TO UNEXPECTED GENERAL PROTECTION ERROR.
--------------------
PLEASE ENTER YOUR AUTHENTICATION CODE TO ALLOW STANDARD BOOT-DIAGNOSTIC-ACTIVATION PROCEDURE. CLICK "MORE" TO DISPLAY THE FULL ERROR REPORT.


A few minutes later, the large reinforced doors of the room slowly opened, letting a Vikker in. He got right to the computer. He was wearing a badge on his long, immaculate white coat with the mention : "MAIN DIRECTOR OF VIKKERS ROBOTIC RESEARCH DPT." bellow his name.

"Yes, yes. I'm on it" he said annoyed, taking a little PDA who was emitting a continuous alarm out of his pocket . He slided one of his long fingers across the screen, tapped a few times here and there and the alarm stopped. He sat in front of the computer and read the message. He frowned a little when he read the long error report.

"Now what's that ? I didn't expected it to crash so soon. After all the effort and the years of development we've put in it... Well, this will be fixed in a later update."

He typed the long requested code on the computer's keyboard and confirmed the rebooting of SU-01.

The computer's screen displayed the standard booting message procedure.

Now rebooting system...Done !
Downloading diagnostic.log...Done !
Activating repairing module...


Back in Rupture Farms, SU-01's eyes lighted up in orange. A soft booting sound was heard with some other sounds caused by the general reset of his body. He got up and stood still. After a few minutes during which the repair module did it's job his eyes finally turned back to green. He scanned the surroundings, while recovering his memory. Most of the sligs guards were gone, probably chasing the intruder that was responsible of his down time. The mudokon he was holding the leg before was gone too, probably returning to her work post. Some of the data he collected before being shut down was altered so he didn't know for how many time he's been gone. Anyway the situation seemed fine now. No suspect noises nor movements here. He remembered that warning message he send to the boss computer. It was pretty obsolete now. He disabled it and displayed a green window stating :

SITUATION SEEMS UNDER CONTROL. IMMEDIATE SURROUNDINGS ARE SAFE. YOU CAN NOW LEAVE YOUR OFFICE IF NEEDED.

Remembering he had to talk to the Executive, he added bellow : SU-01 IS REQUESTING A PRIVATE TALK, WHENEVER YOUR SCHEDULE ALLOWS IT.

Flad listened to Grace carefully and then replied; "Security office, cameras, monitors, radio. Right, gotcha." Flad could see the door to the security office from where he was standing. He left the two sligs and entered the security office.

Upon entering the security office Flad noticed it was a small room with monitors lining the walls. The monitors where accompanied by keyboards, roughly one keyboard per four or five monitors. Sitting in the corner of the room was a portable radio as well as a microphone connected to the factory speakers.

Flad walked over, picked up the radio and turned it on. "Hello, hello, anyone hear me." He kept the radio attached to his pants and walked over to the screens on the left hand side of the room. the monitors where labeled: "First Floor and Stockyards." "The stockyards aren't of interest to me, but I should be able to follow that Mud's movements. If I can work out how this console works." He thought. Flad started typing away at the console and the name of each camera appeared on it's respective screen. "Excellent now I just need to know where each camera is." Flad started typing away again. This time a monitor showing a Meech and a Mudokon changed to a map of Rupture Farms. Although Flad didn't see what was on the monitor beforehand. "Great, now just to rewind the footage for the camera outside the executive area a few minutes... THERE. now I just need to follow his movements."

Flad continued to alter the camera's footage on each screen to find out exactly where the Mudokon had ran to.

IC:
Grace hurried down the corridor in the direction the mud had run in, Borso (probably) following. He grabbed his radio off of his belt, "This is Grace calling #7 Slig," He barked, "I have a slig in the security office, trying to find the intruder on the cameras, and another with me, looking for it. There is another slig somewhere else, also looking," He glanced at Borso as he hurried along and asked, "What do you call yourself?"
He was moving quickly; it had been a long time since he had been hunting natives (being a general in his later years had ended this particular activity) but he was still able to track the mudokon by the signs he had left, heat on the floor, a smell in the air, but it would only be a few minutes until the trail went cold and he wanted to make the most of it.


Anni managed to sneak away from the sligs without drawing attention to herself, and now made her way downstairs and to the passage at the back of the usable factory that led to the derelict parts of the building. She ran down the passages she knew well until she was deep in the ruins, then stopped and called out, "Somi?"


ooc: Somi is Anni's pet paramite (she has a profile in the profile thread).
As I said earlier, I won't be online over the weekend, so i might post again tomorrow but if you want to move Grace with Borso, Alex, you can (just move him).

Mars, if you still want to talk to Anni, this might be your opportunity ;) Just be aware that I won't be around for a couple of days.

Dionysia is still waiting for #7...

OOC: About time...I'm sick of hiding.

IC: After outrunning the commotion, Mars was more determined than ever to find Anni. As his legs glow disintegrated as he turned around, only to come face-to-face with Krivzee. Jumping back in surprise, Krivzee slyly remarked "I improved the pant's speed."
'I TOLD YOU THAT WASN'T MACHINERY CLANKING!'
'Just shut up, this guy is a joke. This Slig will be a pushover.'
Mars didn't have time to think heroically and prove his sarcastic expression wrong, as Krivzee's expression quickly changed to serious. "Nobody possesses me!" he yelled, charging at Mars. Mars leaped back, not enough without his speed power working as a part Krivzee's gun turned bright orange and brushed his head. The cattle prod only lasted for a second by Mars collapsed, clutching his head, reacting to the searing pain. "OW OW OW OW OW Ow ow owowowowow ow." he grunted, trying not to cry. Krivzee wasn't finished, as he prepared to shoot him. Mars's will was the laziest of all time but he wanted to live. His tattoo flared to life as his sides glowed, and using centripital force he spun to lift himself up, one hand still on his head as his teeth gritted and his eyes fought back tears.

OOC: Mars is 12 mud years.

...
IC: Krivzee hated this Mud! Being a computer wiz he the one was used to being in control! Not some low-life Mud! As the Mudoken used that stupid blue magic to right himself, Krivzee shot the grappling hook through a second trigger. As the hook flew forward, the Mud dived to his right, but the hook caught him on his left heel (how ironic). He used the Mud's own momentum to swing him into a wall, which loosed the hook. The Mud was dazed as he shakily brought himself up. Krivzee wouldn't let him live, as he fired his gun, pistol bullets this time, at the Mud.

OOC: Having a fight goes so much quicker when you're both characters! :D

...
That hit made Mars see stars. And even though that was ironic and rhyming it was no laughing matter. His hand clumsily shook a bit, and his hand slowly glowed bright. His vision recovered just in time to see the slig aim a bullet. Panicing, he dived back the way he came down the corridor, when bullet fired, nailing him in the leg. However, putting too much power in his ring due to the panic made him dive really far. When he landed, he scrambled to his feat, so much panic that he forgot about the pain. He limped to the shadows quickly, in hoped to escape that slig. With his hand to the wall, he limped quickly to the paramites, in hopes Anni would be there.

And he finnaly started to cry of pain.

...
Krivzee, taking a step back from firing such a powerful gun, looked around. A flash of blue and then he figured the Mud ran like a coward. He looked around but couldn't see anyone, so left to find the boss of the facility.

...
Mars crept quietly, while avoiding bright spots. The snoozer was back online, and everyone else was gone. Mars, considering his map which was in his pocket this whole time, figured that the paramites were here, some passage away from the working parts of the factory. Oh of coarse, Mars thought. This place was rebuilt after Abe wrecked it. Mars continued limping with his wound. At last he reached the place. Sure enough Anni was there, waiting for something. Mars came up to her right and said "Hi".


OOC: IT'S ABOUT FREAKIN' TIME!

IC: Krivzee realized the only reason he came here was because of Guekko. Realizing this was pointless without him, his vizor swithced to GPS so a little map came on, and he went to the entrance to the factory. He arrived shortly, but despite everyone in the factory, he only noticed a Gluk with no shoes.

"Guekko! It's me, Krivzee!" he cried joyously.

OOC: Running two characters can be a pain.

IC: Borso looked at Grace with a mixed expression on his face, "Borso" He was tired of looking like a newbie. "Oh, I think I heard a noise. I'll check this way" Borso was of course lying through his teeth, but he wasn't about to tell Grace that. He headed down the corridor to the right.

He then slowed down and was about to turn to the left when he heard something nearby. Was it someone yelling something in pain? He then saw a bizarre series of events. First there was that grappling hook incident, then what seemed to be a fight. Borso was on the sidelines the entire time. 'If they try to escape, I'll whack them with my rifle', he thought.

OOC: Both Krivzee and Mars are gone you realize? I'm speaking to Borso of coarse. You're too awesome to insult.

OOC: I'm assuming Mars and Anni are on the ground floor.

IC:
Flad was trying to track where the Mudokon had ran to when he heard a muffled gunshot. "What was that?" Flad thought.

He pressed a few buttons on the console and the first floor monitors switched to show what the cameras were currently seeing.
Through one of the monitors Flad could see two sligs standing quite a distance apart. "well they must have shot at something." He thought and started looking through the monitors for any sign of the native.

"Aha. There he is limping down some stairs. Lets see now." He looks at the map. "Stairs to grinders that's... JUST OUTSIDE THIS ROOM!" Flad began to leave the security office until a thought struck him. "Hold on if I chase him he will hear me and go into hiding again. Better tell that Slig on the radio he'll know what to do."

Flad lifted the radio from his pants. "Anyone hear me? I've found him. He's going down to the first floor, he looks injured. At the moment he's..." Flad ran over to the ground floor monitors. "...He's... In the corridor. Seems to be going to the back of the factory."

ooc: Probably my last IC post 'til Monday.

Anni by now is in the derelict part of the factory where there aren't any cameras so... I guess Flad could have seen Anni going that way with Mars following her :fuzconf:

IC:
Grace followed the sound of the fight and reached the corridor just as Krivzee and Mars cleared out. He took stock of the situation, "I'm guessing that slig caught up with the mud. One of them's bleeding now, anyway, which should give us a clue," He said, noting the trail of blood starting far down the corridor and leading away.

At that moment he received the radio call from Flad, telling him where to find the native, "Good," He replied through the radio, "We'll head down."
He added to Borso, "If this blood trail goes downstairs then we'll know we're on the mud's track. Let's go," And he followed the trail, because frankly he didn't know his way around the factory yet and we was really hoping that this would lead to the mud.

Fortunately it resolved that the trail did lead downstairs, and he turned his radio back on and called Flad (whose name he still didn't know). "Looks like the trail leads into an older part of the factory. I guess they didn't repair that bit when Arnie took over. Listen, there probably aren't cameras down there, so you can come down and join us. Three guns're better than two.


Anni turned around quickly at Mars' word, "Uh, what are you doing here?" She asked defensively, then noticed the fact he was carrying some rather native weapons, "Hey, are you that native the sligs are looking for?" She grinned, "What's your name? Why did you come here?"



ooc: Mars' finally accomplishes his stalking! :D (joking) And I hope you don't mind Mars bleeding; he did just get shot afterall...
Right, that's me. See everyone in a few days. You can move my characters with yours if you like, but don't make them do anything...

Trouble's a-brewin'...

OOC: Stalking? ...don't you hate it when you realize what you've been doing in creepy in a sense? I never thought of it as stalking, more as waiting for the perfect moment. Ah well.

IC: As Mars spoke to Anni, she spun around, saying "Uh, what are you doing here?" She then noticed Mars's weapons "Hey, are you that native the sligs are looking for?" She grinned, kinda creepily. "What's your name? Why did you come here?" Mars, overwhelmed by such a frantic response, decided to just answer her."I'm here because I wanted to talk to you. Yes, I'm the native. My name is Mars Leland Morand and I came here because I wanted a job but Arnie saw my stuff and freaked so he called this big slig or small big bro slig and he tried to kill me but I ran away and saw you this mud and an ugly thing so I tried to talk to you but you left and I followed you but the snoozer was there and I said I'm on your side to you but you didn't understand and then I tried possessing a slig but he overpowered me and the snoozer noticed me and tried to kill me but I ran and then the slig I possesed caught up to me and he nearly killed me-" Mars gestured to his leg which he was barely supporting "-and I ran again sneaking till I found you GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSP!!!" Mars gibbered and gabbered lightning fast. As his lungs recovered, he looked behing him.

"Did you hear something?" Mars - a tint of nervousness in his voice - said, reaching for his spear.


OOC: My entire time at Rupture Farms in a sentence. Lol.


I'M GONNA MISS YA SPLATTY!!! :D

OOC:
The previous post has been changed.

I suppose it would be best for Grace to guard the exit of the old part of Rupture Farms. Just in case anything happens when the Sligs and Mars meet.

IC:
Flad heard Grace's reply and watched him and Borso go down to the first floor through the monitors.

Flad saw the native limp into the old part of the factory as the two sligs reached the ground floor. "now just to find the cameras in the old section..." Flad started to search through all the cameras on the first floor but couldn't find any in the old sector. "they must be connected to another set of monitors." He thought, then he saw that the two sligs had reached the entrance to the old section.

Flad heard Grace's voice on the radio: "Looks like the trail leads into an older part of the factory. I guess they didn't repair that bit when Arnie took over. Listen, there probably aren't cameras down there, so you can come down and join us. Three guns're better than two."

"Alright, on my way." Flad replied through the radio. He took a quick look at the map and hurried to the entrance of the old section.

When he reached the entrance he found both of the sligs waiting for him. "Alright, i'm here I had a look on the map and found that this seems to be the only way back into the factory from the old section. I think it would be best if someone was to stay here and stop the native from escaping. The other two will go in and catch him."
Ok, Big guy (Grace) your quite large and scary looking." He said. "I think you should stay here and make sure he doesn't come out. You (Borso) and I shall go in to get the native." Flad noticed he left the radio in his pants. "I've still got this so we can keep in touch" He said to Grace. "Ok then lets go" He said to Borzo and he entered the old section "Better be careful this place looks unstable."

OOC:
Hope nobody minds Flad taking over since Splat might not be controlling Grace for a little while.

EDIT:
Although I do have a plan to switch leadership duties to Borso soon.

Guekko was still standing near to the entrance, musing to himself about terrorists and Rupture Farms, tapping his claws against the floor as he thought. Well, there wasn't exactly much point in moving from here if there were alarms going off. What if it was thought he was causing the problem, no one would know him after all. He was tapping his claws on the floor with an odd rhythm, where he then happend to look up. His tapping fingers stopped as he spotted a slig nearby, not just any slig, instead he recognised this one.
'K...Krivzee" Came his stutter as he pulled himself away from the wall, "Y-you...work here?"

IC: "Actually I just got here. I heard you were coming." replied Krivzee, happy to see Guekko. "I had some trouble with that native terrorist. He possessed me but I was able to fight him off and chase him down. I shot him too. I'm real glad you found these things back in the factory!" he said, throwing his Pisto-hook in the air and catching it. "I was going to find the boss and apply for a job but I knew you were coming so I headed down here. Cmon, we can apply together!" he said, turning for the corrider that he came through. "Let's go!"

OOC: REUNITED!!! :D :D :D

"Oh." Came the response, Guekko had no idea that more than one even knew he was coming. Well, it wasn't like he was complaining, after all he had been most likely to get lost anyway. "H-how did you know I w-would be coming here? It t-took me long enough to scrape to-together enough moolah for the train." He gave a smile at seeing the weapon, still glad that what he had randomly picked up had some use. He gave a nod at the proposition, "O-of course." He spoke, turning in the same direction and maikng a quick scuttle forward, "I'd...get lost a-anyway."

IC: "I have my sources." replied Krivzee for how he knew Guekko was coming. Computer satellites help so much...
"Alright let's go!" said Krivzee, moving to the executive office (GPS FTW), while slowing down for Guekko.

Too... many... words...!
 

OoC: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH! No! Don't tell me I need to read this ENTIRE THREAD before I post! I skimmed through a bit... I think I'll just join in and eventually get the hang of it. As far as I can see there's some Sligs looking for a native Mud called something-or-other, and Anni with her pet paramite Somi is, I think, on this Mud's side but, as Abe would have said, "I no know." So... assuming it's not illegal to begin a character already working in RuptureFarms... (if so next poster please tell me and I'll edit this...)

[-- ooc --]

Character Sheet:

"Name: Tok (Short for Giltokmukguk), also known as TC14

Race: Slig (Popper)

Gender: (I'm gonna be clever here...) Drone! Ah, haha, ha.

Age: 10 friggin' years, no crazy Earth-Odd-Slig-Whateva shit.

Appearance: He's a Slig. Sorry to disappoint you, but that's it. He's not abnormally small, he doesn't have mysterious scars, he's just a Slig and that's it, get over it!

Personality: He's a coward in essence, is ugly as hell but doesn't care and is jealous of big guns.

Equipment: One (1) Standard Issue Mechanical Pants Mk. II, One (1) Guard Edition Blunderbuss, One (1) Slig Gas-Mask with Infra-Red Capabilities, One (1) Mysterious Stone Amulet, haha just kidding. He does have a nice blue lunch-box though.

History: He was laid (ahem, as an egg. That is... aw, geez!), hatched, trained and sold off to RuptureFarms. Here he worked, happy and with a free supply of Meech Munchies to put in his lunch-box. Unfortunately, some Mudokon freak blew the place up, and he was out of a job! For a while he worked as a security guard for a factory making Soulstorm Brew (tm), but then Abe blew that up, too. He's just secured a post at the reopened RuptureFarms, and is arriving now on the train..."

[-- IC --]

(Oh noes, I just rewrote AGES and I accidentally lost it an now I need to start again :crying:)

Most of the passengers on the train were Sligs, although there were some Scrubs down the back, and even a scrawny Glukkon(tm). Rather than having a seperate first-class room to himself, he was sitting with the rest of them; a chump, by the look of him. Tok didn't waste any more time on him, and instead glanced out the window. Against the hazy orange sky was silhouetted the massive, smoke-belching bulk of RuptureFarms, and at once Tok felt a pang of something akin to homesickness. He'd spent most of his life working here - well, apart from the Slig Hatchery and Slaughter School, and a year or two at SoulStorm Brewery. The point was, he felt, suddenly, as though he were coming home at last, and as the rapid chugging of the train slowed, he was the first to stand.
The doors opened, and suddenly everyone was pushing and shoving in an effort to get to the exit first; Tok elbowed a smaller Slig in the chest, and grunted with satisfaction as the other's feet slid out from under him and he fell. Pushing past him as he struggled to rise, Tok then waited a further ten minutes or so as the air of general confusion was sorted out, and people started getting off.
He stepped onto the platform, and looked about him. It was just the same as it had ever been, if a bit charred. He turned slowly on the spot, taking it all in. The pale little Glukkon scuttled out of the train, and Tok noted that he didn't even wear any shoes. Huh.
He turned, then, to face the doors into the main building. He stepped forward. He placed his hands upon them and he pushed them in, and as he did so an alarm sounded in the distance.
Someone was in his factory! An intruder! And he knew what had happened last time... yes, he had come within - never mind that now! the important thing was to find them, whoever they were, before it was too late...


~EDITED: Hopefully it's better now :fuzemb:
Enchilado

Recap
 

OOC: How strong is this guy's nose? Since when can you SMELL natives! Also my name is Mars Leland Morand, an here's a list of everyone who's currently posting since you're so lazy (liez):

Yours truly - Mars L. Morand, Mudokon, male (ORIGINALITY LOL :D); Krivzee E. Dekim, Slig, male.

Splat - Jim, Mudokon, male; Dionysia, Mudokon, female; Anni, Mudokon, female; Dr. Krik, Vykker, male; Somi, Paramite, female; Grace, Slig, Male (LOL GIRL NAME).

AlexFili - No freakin' clue. NO WAIT! Borso, Slig, male. HA! IN YOUR FACE CONFUSING WEBSITE :D!!!

Dripik (bows) - Arnie, Glukkon, male; Slig #7, Slig (ZOMG NO WAI :confused:!!!), male; Otto, Glukkon, male; Rick, Mudokon, male; RG-49.

Jimmy-le-Sniper - SU-01, Snoozer bot, none (WTF!?!?).

MeechMunchie - Crunchy, don't care, don't know (OMG LAZINESS!!!). Maybe others.

Gretin - Hember, don't know other stuff.

Slig #5719 (I COMMITTED IT TO MEMORY:)!!!) - Flad, slig, male.


There, a recap.

Why thank 'ee. I did read the last two pages, and gathered up some of the story, but still... confusing...

Anyway, da Scrubs is smelling of smoke and metal and industrially things, whereas yo Native guys smell like leaves and dirt. And ya could PM me rather than disrupting an RPG ;)


~h'anyway...
Enchilado