....

ooc: Oh for goodness sake guys. Lets put this behind us and move on. Life goes on and such. Just forget the issue and move on. It's resolved. Lets just get on with the RPG before we end up with another page-load of oocs!

IC:
Flad reached Borso. "That light was just another slig. I think he's finding another way to the native." He said to Borso "Well then lets keep following this trail."

Flad continued to follow the blood trail until he could hear a mudokon's voice. "There they are!" Flad whispered and hid behind some rubble. There were two Mudokons talking, The native and the Mudokon Flad encountered earlier.

Suddenly another Mudokon came running towards the other two pulling along a Meech. "Watch out, there's paramites!" she shouted to the two Muds.
Flad could see that from where the Mudokon and Meech came from that there where five Paramites suspended in the air. "Damn now there are wild animals involved. Ok, i've just got to keep it together."
Then some more Paramites appeared and the Mudokon Flad had met earlier had began talking to one of them. "Ok, i've seen that Mudokon before and she seems to have some kind of link to the Paramites. If I play this right we should be able to get out of here, capture the native and I won't have to shoot anything." Flad thought and nodded to himself. He lowered his Blunderbuss so that it was facing the floor and walked out of the shadows towards the Mudokons. "I just came to take this native" Flad said and gestured to Mars. "But things have spiraled way out of control. I don't care what each of you are here for. I just know that we are in danger here and I am willing to help out. There are some more sligs around here somewhere..."

Ic:
Ackro, previously following behind Tok, decided to go another way.
"It doesn't matter, the facility is gone.. why bother searching for any escaped fugitives?
It seems pointless in retrospect" Said Ackro, while walking off in another direction.. just passing by the blood stain on the floor Tok had mentioned earlier. Ackro walking round aimless again, his legs making rather annoying clanking sounds with every step took.
"Wha--?.. Oh crap, these things are on the fritz again" Said Ackro, while coming to an abrupt halt, turning to his right and left to check his surroundings.

Tok didn't even notice Ackro leave. He'd spotted the native. He was with another mudokon, a few Sligs - the ones he'd met before - and some paramites. Why hadn't these Sligs shot the native already? Never mind. It was his factory, so he would defend it. He raised his blunderbuss and aimed it at the native's head. Steady... he was moving... pull the trigger...
And at that moment a paramite hit him in the back and he went sprawling out into the midst of them all.

~that's my second post today but I want to get it in before everybody leaves.
Enchilado

OOC: Yes, let's all calm down. These are fictional characters after all.
Can you really put a definition on what makes an 'ordinary' individual?
I guess Ackro's character was a bit of a Mary Sue... but still, most of the prose was alright. I don't see the harm in making him blue either.

IC: Borso wailed in panic as a Paramite came closer to him. He jammed his metal foot in it's mouth to keep it away. "Shoo Shoo!", the Paramite got the hint and let go of his leg. "Thank Ode for that!", he said, wiping his forehead with a rag. "Hey Flad! Wait up!"

Ic: Ackro bent over, knocking his malfunctioning leg with the butt of his gun,
hoping it'd start working properly. When out of no where a paramite came out of the shadows running towards him. "Gah! not now!!" yelled Ackro while thrusting his torso forward, trying to drag the one seemingly broken left leg. The paramite drew closer, slowing down and stalking Ackro. He whipped out his gun, working up the nerve to aim it at the beast. When for no apparent reason it took off running past him. Laying on the ground, in a puddle of his own pride Ackro noticed Borso not but a few feet away.
Ackro stood up, his leg working correctly again. "Oh, OH! YOU DECIDE TO START WORKING ONCE WE'RE NOT ABOUT TO BE A INSECTS LUNCH!?" Said Ackro, with a strong tone of anger in his voice. He then made his way behind Borso, gently poking his shoulder.

IC:

"There are sligs nearby, coming closer," Somi translated, "Someting's frozen our friends back there."

"Oh, sorry about that, that would be me," Hembar replied, after getting over the surprise of the paramite talking, "I didn't really want to become lunch. It should be wearing off now though."

As she spoke the last of the blue orbs faded away, and the paramites finally landed from their leap, feeling somewhat disorientated from the freeze.

(OOC: I seem to remember Hembar finding out about Somi talking before, but I'm not 100% sure so I'll leave it like this)

Just then, a slig (Flad) came out of the shadows on the other side of them.

"I just came to take this native" Flad said and gestured to Mars. "But things have spiraled way out of control. I don't care what each of you are here for. I just know that we are in danger here and I am willing to help out. There are some more sligs around here somewhere..."

Hembar didn't say anything, waiting to see what the other two would do, especially the native mudokon (Mars) who seemed to be who the sligs were after.

Did nobody notice?? Tok just fell out into the midst of Mars and the rest of them. Maybe you should read other people's posts too...

~sorry for the ooc :S
Enchilado

OOC: I admit I didn't notice that last bit of your post where it said about falling into the midst of them, mainly because I assumed Tok was aiming at them from a distance, and there was quite a lot of posts since I last looked here so I kinda skimmed over some of them. But isn't it kind early to ask if nobody noticed when I'm the only person who's posted about that since then anyway? I'm not going to edit my post, I'll just wait until a few other people post and then I'll react to it accordingly in my next IC post.

OOC: Are you saying Tok is right in front of me?

[-- ooc --]

~pretty much, yes.
Enchilado

IC: Borso looked around Flad but there were more pressing matters. Someone was missing. "Tok? TOOOK!", he saw Tok being taken away by the Paramites. Borso couldn't let this happen. Seeing that the Paramites reacted to the Slig taking out their guns, Borso withdrew his revolver. "Drop him, NOW!", he yelled at the Paramite holding Tok's leg. The Paramite scuttled back to the group. "You okay mate?", Borso held out his hand to Tok.

ooc: I guess I'm waiting for Mars... (To respond to the sligs)

Ooc: Wow, borso completely ignored my last post. As did everyone else apparently.

OOC: Oops, forgot about that bit.

IC: Borso felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see another Slig standing there. "What is it?"

Ooc: It doesn't matter.. I don't really get the popular vote here at W@RF anyway..

Ic: Ackro removes his hand from borso's shoulder, walking off into the opposite direction.
Heading off into the unknown area's on the factory, since he's excluded from any of the
other slig's operations and plots.

OOC: Wow, I've missed a lot. Talk about being careful what you wish for...

IC: Crunchy experimentally waggled his jaws as the Mud released him from her powerful grip. He stared around at this peculiar meeting. Armed Mudokons, understanding Sligs, Paramites talking in tongues... He didn't know what was going on, but he didn't like it. He shrank away behind his friend (Hembar).

OOC: Crunchy doesn't know much Mudokonian, but when you spent half your life tumbling into Paramite nests, you tend to learn the noises they make when they are angry or hungry.

ooc: Ackro, I'm really sorry but I don't know what you want. You want to participate, fine. We asked you to tone down your character and that's done.

No one is excluding you! Alex missed your post! It happens all the time! People have a lot to read, they miss little details. A bit of my post got missed earlier on, Gretin has had whole psts forgotten about; it just happens. You are not being excluded or victimised except by yourself. If you want us to exclude you then fine, you can leave. But don't pretend we are when we're not!

Ic:
Ackro was wandering around, still pretty new to the factory he was enjoying all the site's and how everything worked in a meat factory. "Wow, I never knew such mechanics existed" Ackro says, while gawking at the heavy machinery. When all of the sudden a large barrel with the rupture farms logo fell from the conveyor belt, breaking open.

"Woah! that nearly landed ontop of me!" Ackro says, while observing the contents of the broken barrel. He moves a few pieces of the wreckage out the way finding some sort of strange music box. "What on Odd could this be?" He said while picking it up and holding it near the light. "Perhaps I can find someone who knows about this kind of thing"
Said Ackro. So he set off deeper into the factory, holding the box outstretched so anyone could see it. While he randomly asked around saying "Excuse me, do you happen to know what
this device is, and how it works?..

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Ooc: Anyone willing to step in and join me into a part of their story, do, by all means.

OOC: Hey, I think I accidentally posted in the profile thread a while back.
http://www.oddworldforums.net/attach...1&d=1258572153

OOC: Oh look, Dion is waiting for #7...

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"Don't tell me; one of you idiots came bursting in here cannons blazing and let it get away?" said Dionysia to #7 Slig.

"Believe me, if we came in here cannons blazing, the only problem remaining would be to talk RG out of "playing" a little with the corpse." said #7 Slig.

"What an amusing idea, however pointless it would be..." said RG.

"What on earth is going on? What's all this? Where's Arnie?" #7 Slig and RG looked around, seeing Otto walking towards them.

"If I may inquire, Glukkon organic, where have you been all this time?" asked RG.

"An amazing place where they teach you how to call people by their names. I'll show it to you once." snapped Otto at RG, who did not react to this in any way. "Anyway, I was on the ground floor, mostly in the Cafeteria. I heard Arnie's announcement, so I... well..." Otto seemed hesitant.

"Remained in the Cafeteria, for your own safety?" asked #7 Slig.

"Something like that, yeah." said Otto, relieved.

"That is one way to put 'hiding behind the kitchen counter'." noted RG. Otto glared at him.

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Arnie was sitting at his desk, nervous. He read through the message that SU-01 sent him. So it's the old 'execute Arnie because he's no good' story once again. That is, if this Snoozer can be trusted at all... There have been rumors of natives being able to control machinery, even Snoozers... At least he's in his office, with the door sealed properly...

A low knock came from the door. Arnie looked around, wondering what it could be. "It's closed and it remains so until the threat is taken care of!" he shouted.

"Arnie, open up! It's safe out here." Otto's voice could be heard. Apparently, it was him who knocked on the door, probably with his foot.

"Noone's coming in here! You could be possessed!" he shouted again.

"If I may note, Boss of Rupture Farms, the Glukkon organic here does not show signs of possession. Also..." said RG after a short pause. "His face is showing the usual signs when he is called 'Glukkon organic'. I am certain he is clear."

"I don't care! You should be toughening security! Get to it!" said Arnie.

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"Well, at least he's safe in there." said #7 Slig, admitting defeat. "Still, he has a point. I think we could help the others, even if remotely. Let's go to the Security Office. Dion, you coming?"

Ooc: Splat, just don't roleplay or even converse with me period..
All I was saying was "step in if you like, anyone since I'm looking around
asking about the mystery box" .. So yeah.. Um, just keep your opinion
abut what I'm saying to yourself next time please. And if I meant what I said
this morning "Everyone else did apparently too" I figured you'd banned me and no
one could see my post's. OK!? WE DONE HAVING THIS ARGUMENT?.. My God, I hope so.

"You okay, mate?" said the Slig who had saved him.
Tok shook his head. "Yeah."
It was then he remembered the Mudokon terrorist. "Hey!" he said. "How come you guys haven't shot 'im yet? He's dis - des - dusrup - he's a threat to the safety of mthis factory!"
He glared at the others one at a time, and finally at Mars; then he raised his gun.


~and the 'mthis' wasn't a spelling error.
Enchilado

Ic:
"This box, could it be a weapon of some sort?" Said Ackro, walking along while not paying attention. "Maybe it's a--" before Ackro could finish what he was saying he stumbled into Tok. The box slipped out his hand and sent flying into another barrel as it was being sealed.
"Gah! how dare you, this is your fault ya goon!" said Ackro, while shaking his fist at Tok.

Ooc: and sorry for being rude, just hate things being taken out of context and used against me
(A.k.a Splat). I love this role play and expect to be here for years to come.

OOC: Sorry Ackro, I got distracted and forgot to add that extra line onto my IC. We'd like you to stay as well. We forgive you for losing your temper, we can all get too emotional sometimes.

ooc: I think it's fair to say;
Everyone waiting for Mars.

OOC: Look, I've tried to post a lot of times but my doofus brother keeps quitting the internet mid-post. I'm working on my post soon...as soon as Connor moves to Alaska.

IC:
"...There are some more sligs around here somewhere..." As Flad said this, a slig fell out of the shadows along with a Paramite holding his leg. Borso ran out from behind Flad he wasn't holding his revolver. "Drop him, NOW!" He shouted and the Paramite backed away. Borso helped the other slig up.

Flad heard someone in the shadows shout: "Oh, OH! YOU DECIDE TO START WORKING ONCE WE'RE NOT ABOUT TO BE A INSECTS LUNCH!?" Another slig appeared and poked Borso's shoulder. Borso looked towards him and the other slig seemed fed up and walked off. "What's with that guy?" Flad thought. Shortly after the slig left Flad heard a loud crash coming from nearby.

Borso had helped up the other slig who mumbled something, looked around and then raised his gun at the native. "Hey, Stop!" Shouted Flad. Then suddenly the slig who had left came running out of the shadows holding some strange box. He ran straight into Tok, the box went flying and Ackro started yelling while shaking his fist. "Gah! how dare you, this is your fault ya goon!" Flad approached the three sligs. "Hey, lets calm down. If you haven't noticed we are surrounded by Paramites." Flad said to Ackro "You." Flad gestured to Tok. "No shooting. Who knows how the Paramites will react to that." Flad then walked off and approached Mars. "Your the one we're after. I'm keeping my eye on you." Flad said to Mars then whispered "Besides I doubt you can defend yourself with that leg. Odd i'm surprised your still standing.

OOC:
Looks like I missed a bit. I hope that's everything that's happened.

@Mars:
Maybe you could type your post up on notepad or something and copy and paste it here.

Ic:
"Whaaaat?" Says Ackro, while directing his full attention to Flad.
"Hey, lets calm down. If you haven't noticed we are surrounded by Paramites." Said the slig Flad, that until just recently Ackro had met. Ackro's attention was soon turned to other matters, for he had just caught a glimpse of Mars when Flad intruded on his long, long, argument with Tok for being in his way. "Ahhh! It's you, I've been looking all over for you.." Ackro said while preparing to slam the back end of his gun into the Mud's ribs.
But for reason's unknown he control's himself to stop, approaching then gesturing to Flad. "Who is this self-proclaimed fugitive?.. he reminds me of a very, very, disobedient
snot for brained box stacker at the Z.A.P training facility I used to work at." As Ackro was saying this, a scarb that had somewhat control over the entire pack of paramites slowly but surely made it's way up behind him. This scrab looking much darker in coloration then the other scrabs.. the paramites obeying it because of it's size factor. "...There's something right behind me, isn't there?.." Says Ackro, slowly turning around with his gun shaking along with his arm.
"Back, back you vile piece of meat!" Ackro said, while backing up into the little squad of sligs. "This could get.. Hairy."

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Ooc: This seems like quite the predicament.. Surrounded by a blood thirsty pack of paramite's that obey one master, an even more so blood thirsty scrab. xDD
Perhaps it's the abnormal color of my skin that's attracting them!?

NO MORE RUNNING...FOR 10 SECONDS!!!
 

OOC: I feel important with everyone waiting on me :D !...unfortunately I have work to do (does badass arm stretch then cracks knuckles thing).

IC: Mars stood there, confused, as a random series of events happened. Things moved like a blur as a slig raised a pistol to him, a paramite talked, there was a blue slig and what looked like a meech (this, combined with the talking paramite, was convincing him that he was crazy) and all of it so fast. Mars quickly turned to Anni. "Well, you're right. And they do call me a terrorist. Here," he said, handing his stuff to her. Then Mars threw his fist forward into the slig's (tok) face, flipped around raising both clenched hands to the air, dropping them down on another slig (flad). Mars's tattoo glowed like a lighter on gasoline powering his legs as he shot forward...tripping and shooting his head into a wall as his arms flailed helplessly. The shock knocked him on his back, defeated by a wall. He uttered one last groan until his eyes closed.


Next time he doesn't run with a wounded leg.


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If it's odd, run ;).

ooc: I have next to no idea of what is going on...
Also, one of the paramites in the pack, Somi, is my character (she has a profile and everything), so saying 'all the paramites obey one scrab' would count as controlling my character, which is God-modding and therefore against the rules. Plus, I fail to see why paramites would obey a scrab; would a pack of wolves listen to a bear?

No, they'd just eat it. Paramites are perfectly capable of organising their own affairs.[/nerd]

IC:
Dionysia rolled her eyes. "If you think that's best, you're supposed to be the security chief around here, aren't you?" Now she thought about it, she didn't seem to remember #7 doing much organising of anyone or anything she's she'd arrived. He never seemed to be on top of things. But putting that aside, she followed him away from Arnie's office.
"And be careful," She called back suddenly to Arnie, "If they're strong enough, some of them can possess through doors as long as they know you're there. Stay well back from it."


It had been an... interesting twenty seconds for Anni. One minute she was telling Somi about the robot, then the native female mudokon (ooc: there, happy now Nexy?) was talking to Somi, then suddenly three sligs burst in on them, then Somi had jumped out of her arms just as Mars shoved a load of stuff at her and threw himself at the sligs. Then half-way through aa flying kick, he lost his balance, careered into a wall and ended up flat out, groaning on the floor in front of the three sligs (Ackro, Tok, Flad) and two mudokons (Hembar and Anni) and a meech (Crunchy) (I really hope I didn't miss anyone) as the paramites took the distraction as an opportunity to run away; they knew better than to get into a fight with a bunch of creatures with guns, no matter how hungry they may be.

Anni suddenly realised she was holding a spear and a spooce-bow. "Um," She said, putting them down quickly, "These aren't mine." She smiled angelically as another, bigger slig (Grace!) charged out of the shadows.

Grace took in Mars passed out on the ground, "Which of you guys got him?" He asked, approaching the unconscious mudokon cautiously.


ooc: I hope this has restored some order to the proceedings. Things have gone really crazy recently, especially with all the paramites running around, too.

Gretin, maybe Ralph and Jim should... go somewhere and... do... something.

This is hard with so few mudokons! Man, I miss Anni's friends. They were great at times like this.

Ooc: ......

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Ic: Ackro sighed, making his way past the other sligs.
"Since the lower life forms are gone.. I've no reason to stick around with you guys (Tok and Flad)." Ackro said, making it clear he didn't like depending on the help of
other sligs. He then stopped, turning his head back slightly as he said.
"And we're not finished talking.. This is far from over since your the reason
I lost that strange box!" Ackro said to Tok, giving him a spiteful glare.

OOC: There were too many characters in the room. So I just wanted to get violent. The more unconscious the better. All right people can move my character by:

-Picking him up.

-Dropping him.

-Throwing him (would be kinda mean).

-Stepping on him (you're cruel).

-Kicking him (now you're pushing it).

-Shooting him (instant death).

-Heal his leg (the only nice thing).


Okay...

Ooc: Mars.. I don't think I'll hurt you, since I'd rather not be
lectured again but being "Violent".


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Ic: Ackro, now leaving the area previously full of paramites and other sligs,
was heading toward the area where some of the rupturefarms barrel's might be dropping
off at. "I still wonder what that box did.. It could be some kind of mind control device"
Ackro said to himself, while thinking about how great it'd be to have control over every living creature in the company (Though that's not what the box dose.) "Hmph, if I ever see that pathetic little paramite again (Somi) I'll make sure to introduce it to my foot" Ackro said while moving some boxes around that were in a stack. Something suddenly caught Ackro's eye. "What is this thing!?" Ackro said, while leaning over to pick it up.
"Oh wow, It's a 10 moola bill!" Ackro's face was beaming with joy.
"I've never actually had this much moola at one time!". He slid the moola into the
side of his gasmask, safely tucking it away from view from the other sligs.
Ackro, physically and mentally tired from the little "adventure" with the paramites, pressed his back against the wall next to the boxes. He slid down onto his butt, laying there with his head hung low, yawning loudly. "Ahhh, I'm just gonna take a little nap, to recharge my old tired bones." Said Ackro, while falling into a deep snooze.

IC:
Flad had just finished whispering to Mars when Ackro came up to him "Who is this self-proclaimed fugitive?.. he reminds me of a very, very, disobedient snot for brained box stacker at the Z.A.P training facility I used to work at." He said.

Flad was just about to answer him when a Mudokon fist smacked Tok in the face. Flad turned to see Mars spin on his good leg, arms in the air and smashed his fists down on Flad's head. "ARGH" Flad screamed, His vision blurred and he began to feel dizzy. Flad heard a crash in front of him and when his vision cleared he could see Mars unconscious on the floor. "Ha, the idiot knocked himself out." Flad said and rubbed his head "Ow, I wasn't expecting him to hit so hard."

Suddenly Grace ran out from the shadows "Which of you guys got him?" He asked. "Um... well... nobody. He just.. Knocked himself out" Flad replied and laughed to himself. He still couldn't believe what just happened. "Anyway, looks like the animals have gone so this makes our job a bit easier." Ackro walked away and Flad looked in his direction "There he goes again." Flad walked towards Mars's body and grabbed an arm. "Anyone gonna help me carry him? I'm sure there must be somewhere in this huge factory where we can lock him up until we can find out what he's doing here."

Flad looked at the Mudokons and the Meech "I suppose one of you knows your way around the factory. I doubt anyone wants to stay down here any longer."

Ic: Ackro, sleeping peacefully, was dreaming about the sligs accepting him
even though he's different then the others. Though he hates to admit it, Ackro would
like to be included in the sligs operations at times. While dreaming, a snot bubble forming
outside of his facial tentacles popped, not enough to wake him up, but loud enough to alert any near by creatures. "Mmm, heh.." Said ackro, mumbling in his sleep.

OOC:
@AckroTheSlig
Just thought I should tell you (although a bit too late.) Your only allowed a maximum of Two IC posts per day. Don't feel too bad though I broke the rule when I first started too :p

IC: Krivzee made his way to the executive's office. There was quite a ruckus. Stuff of possession and lies. Apparently the boss thought the slig, gluk and robot (w00t) were possessed. Drat. "Guekko, I'm going to try to open the door." he said to his glukkon buddy. His backpack opens up to reveal computer screens and wires. A keyboard shows up too.

OOC: Krivzee tries to hack the...what am I doing?

Krivzee just hacks it. it's all up to Drippy now.

Ooc: Umm, twice a day?.. So uh, I have to wait 24 hours from now to make another post?..