ooc: Would I really?
Apologies for the use of random chars in this section. Dionysia was not best pleased. "Stivik isn't my body guard, or is he too scared to be on his own? Anyway, Arnie just told me to get to the grinders, so that is where I'm going." Ignoring Razer and Gappiqu she stepped quickly past them both and headed towards the stairs. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Stivik stood, desperately trying to decide what to do. a thought occured to him and he moved over to the fone (ooc: not a typo, that's how they spell phone in Oddworld) in the corner. Hoping no one stepped in, he pulled a small metal key out of somewhere on his pants and stuck it into the crack beneath the screen. After a few seconds the fone buzzed and the screen flickered on to show a slig saluting to the right of the screen. looking confused the slig leant forward and tapped something out of view. Stivik hissed quietly, "I'm over here you idiot." The slig spun araoud. "Oh, sorry, wrong camera," he looked embarassed. "Look, shut up and get me through to Cartel Snoops dept." The Slig looked suspicious, "The password?" Stivik sighed and told him the password (something too rude to type). The slig nodded. "Righty-o, hang on a second..." The screen went black. A few seconds later a message flashed onto the screen in blazing letters, "Welcome, you have reached the Cartel Snoops Dept. If you believe their is a snoop in your factory or place of work, press 1. If you are looking for work as a Cartel Snoop, press 2. If you Are a snoop and would like a word with your boss, press 3." A few seconds later the head of a rather irritated glukkon appeared on the screen. Glukkon, "Yeah, whaddaya want?" "This is..." He lowered his voice, "This is spy 5070, Stivik, requesting permission to speak to Director Ureal." "Alright, hang on..." Another pause of a few seconds and then a different glukkon appeared on screen. Ureal: "Stivik? What is it? Make it quick if it can't wait till you get back here." Stivik took a breath and continued barely above a whisper, "I don't think I should leave Rupture Farms yet, I think there's still work for me to do here." The glukkon looked annoyed, "You'll leave when you're told to leave, Arnie's judgement has been passed so we don't need a spy there anymore." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Jim followed closely behind Anni and as they rose the staircase turned sharply left. Jim could here someone talking quietly and a crackly voice like a fone. After a few seconds he reached the top of the sairs and found himself in a narrow passage running behind a room that the voice was coming from. Tiny holes in the wall allowed him to see into the room, but peering through there was no one in his range of vision. But the voice went on. "Dionysia can't be trusted!" The fone voice replied, "That's exactly why she's there! We know what went on between you two and it won't effect our decision." "But You can't take her word about Arnie, if she sees an advantage in saying he's changed when he hasn't she'll take it. Even if you send someone here every other day they can still lie their way through it. You need someone here all the time to make sure their really is a result." The voice sighed. "Fine, how's this? One of the vykkers will be going down there tomorow or the day after, they can't bare to be separated from her. If he thinks it's necessary that Arnie is watched you can stay. If not you'll be going back with him? Ok? But as long as you're there keep a close watch on Arnie himself, not on what the workers are doing." "Ok, that's fine." "Good, I'll expect to here your report soon." "I'll send a recording tonight. Stivik out." jim saw a slig suddenly walk past his eye-hole and out of the door of the room. Not daring to speak, he stepped back from the wall as quietly as he could and looked at Anni. |
"I KNEW IT!!" Anni hissed in a whispering voice, when Stivik had gone away far enough, "And who's this Dionysia?"
She wondered for a bit, but then it hit her. "A... New vykker is coming??" she became a bit nervous, "Why here? Cant they just leave?" She scratched her butt for a bit, and then looked at Jim. "Well... Maybe we should tell arnie... But he probably already knows. Uhm... And i don't think he can do anything about when the Cartel's involved." She then said in a normal tone, "And why does he wanna stay? It seems like he hates this place." She shrugged. "Lets try to follow him." Anni said, and hoped that they would be able to follow him via the passage. She hurried along the corridor. ---- Razer was about to say something, but then he decided not to. If she had already gotten an order from the boss then why bother? Stivik was going to her to Arnie anyways. "Well have fun then, blackie..." she yelled at her and whent away to look for Stivik. |
OOC: Max needs to know what his own scent is? Oh well, probably meant Molt.
IC:Gappiqu went into the grinders, before Dionysia. He looked at the place and saw that the place really was a mess. He quickly made a head start in fixing the place. He started on a lever. He saw that it was partly jammed, by a piece of paramite bones. Gappiqu reached for an item that could, in any way, help lever out the bones. The only thing he got was a wrench. He quickly used the backside of the wrench to unwedge the bones. This proved to be a difficult task, so it took him a while to unwedge the bones. He fianlly got a great deal of the cloging of the bones were removed, so he could do the rest by hand. Soon after he did the rest of the bones, he looked for any flaws with the lever. It then it him, that the screws were rather untight. He searched for a screwdriver, but saw none. He went over to Dionysia and said, "Hey, do you know where the screwdrivers are?" -=-=-=-=- Max barked, "Of course I know what Molt's scent is like! I've known him since birth!" Max sniffed the air, smelling a lot of things. Train exhaust, mudokons, sligs, a large scrab, and a swarm of paramites. But not the ol' metal covered slig. Fianlly, he smelt his injured body. Even from this distance, he knew that Molt was in troubled. He couldn't smell his normal breathing rate. Panicing, Max hurried to a hole in the wall and sensed his surroundings. He was in the Stockyards. Max barked to Somi, "Hey man, he somewhere, on the second floor. Can you get me up into the second floor?" -=-==-=-=-= Slap was concerned of Molt's health. He quickly used his large attenion span, to remember where the armory was. He knew that in order to access it, he needed to go through a random case of stairs. He rushed as fast as possible through the corrider, thinking only of how many hours Molt had to live in his condition. He fianlly got to a staircase, and quickly rushed up it. He got up to the thrid floor, and with a quick slide, he rammed into the the armory door. He got up from the fall and opened the armory door. Slap quickly looked around, seeing hundreds of accessaries. But he was spieficly was told to get a big bro mask and a slig pant. He quickly found the pants, for they weren't so far away from the door. He picked up the pants and searched for the maskes. Those also were also, easy to find. But the problem of this sitution was that the maskes were on a shelve, more suitble for a big bro to get. But not for the likes of an intern. He tried to think as hard as he could to get one and then it hit him. There was a box, full of one eye piece maskes. He hastily ran to it and pushed it to the shelve. He place his feet on the maskes, trying to both keep his balance and get the mask. He reached for the mask and succedded. Slap jumped off the box and place the mask in the pants. He next rushed out of the armory room. |
ooc: can I just check-Molt belnogs to slaveless right? I've forgotten.
IC: Arthur waved his hand in front of Dean. "Uh Dean? Yoohoo? Can I get summat to eat? Ah ferget it." He gave up and went over to the serving hatches. "Let's see, Scrab legs, Paramite steaks, Fleech surprise, Elum meatballs, Meep mutton." He took a Scrab leg and Paramite steak from the container, dumped it onto a plate, took a knife and fork from a different container, sat down, and began to eat. ~~~~~~ Dek first made sure to remove the oversized metal pants from Molt, to ensure nothing went wrong with the pants and interrupted him. He removed Molt's mask as well slowly and carefully, first cutting through it to give hismelf more space and to avoid it dragging on the wound. 'Why is it that people get injured so easily here? Scruben wrecks his eyes, Boogie fries his lungs with steam, this Slig nearly gets killed. And, from the reports I heard about this place in the early days, there were initially accidents left right and centre. One would think there was an assasin here.' dek thought to himself. He placed the mouthpiece of the gas anaesthetic in Molt's mouth, and positioned the tank out of his way. Dek rinsed and sterilized his surgical instruments, preparing for what would be a big operation. 'Honestly, its because of the freedom the Mudokons get. If the higher-ups in the Cartel knew about this place, they would go ballistic.' |
OOC:Molt does belong to me, of course. And Gappiqu has oversized pants, but that doesn't matter now.
IC: Slap returned to the stair case, immentdently. He ran down the stairs, with the pants and the mask in hand. Eventually, he got the corrider that lead to the lab. With his quickness, he arrived to Dek in time for the operation. He placed the mask and the pants at his feet and relaxed. He next asked Dek,(in typing of course) "Sir, may I assist you in this opertion? Or may I see Goresplatter's legs are functional?" |
OOC: Sorry haven't posted in quite a long while, but I've read up to date and know pretty much functional. Nope, don't mind if Vykker X is caged at all, I was planning for him to become contained somehow anyway :)
IC: Goresplatter got up from his semi-trance on the floor. He picked Vykker X up by the top of the head and stuffed him into the cage. Gore looked slightly dazed, and his eyes were glazed over. He got up and the walked to Slap. Goresplatter: "Weh buh uhm uh," He spoke mindless drivel, but shook his head and spoke properly. Goresplatter: "Can I get that X-Ray soon please..." Vykker X suddenly shot up inside his cage. This meant that he smashed his head on the roof of it, but he recovered and shouted. Vykker X: "Why the hell are you givin' him an X-Ray, it won't show up what's really wrong with him, this stuff is almost flawless!" He pulled out a bottle from his bag marked 'X' and rolled it out of the cage with a wolfish smile. Vykker X: Well, the way it's effected his legs is flawless, I wouldn't hang around him a couple of days if I were you..." Vykker X the gave a mad laugh as he sat back in the cage, comfortable, and smiling to himself. -=-=-=- The Delivery Boy was lost. He decided he would wait for his master to find him. He sat down in the cold with his hands over his head, and remained totally motionless. |
ooc: slaveless, hoep you don't have any problem with anything in my pst. If you don't want Molt to become so...robotic, then say so and i'll change it.
Dek turned to Slap briefly. "Whichever you like, but I'd prefer if you helped me. Goresplatter doesn't seem to be in a critical state, as he is trying to subdue that Vykker X, but Molt here is badly hurt. My brief plan is that I'm going to remove his damaged eye, it seems too bad to repairproperly, although I will try. I'll attach one of the lenses fro mthe Bigbro mask to it and wire that into the nerves of his eye. With luck, he should be able to see through it, although posssibly only with night, infrared or thermal vision ,as they are built into the goggle so can hopefully be wired up to his optic nerves. For his arm, that's what the pants are for. I intend to use a similar system of surgery and wiring to construct him a mechanical arm. His arteries can be set on the road to recovery with some antibiotics, some anti-cholesterol medicine to clean them up, and a blood transfusion. So help me up until the blood transfusion, I'll need you to fetch a healthy and normal Slig for that, such as Arthur the Slig. I believe he's in the restroom. (Dek doesn't know he's gone to the cafe)" Dek took a deep breath after that speech, then turned back to his patient. Adjusting his own goggles to magnify the wound, Dek opened Molt's eyelid gently, then placed the tip of a scalpel behind Molt's injured eye. He lifted it slightly to examine the wound, then gently scraped off some congealed blood with a second scalpel. His third hand was shining a small torch into the eye, trying to determine whether it could see out, while his fourth was holding a small instrument with a cupped end, touching and turning the eye carefully. Dek noticed some cut nerves. He'd have to remove the eye. |
I guess we're stuck with my map until further notice then ;). Just as a reminder, the grinders were quite badly smashed up in W@RF three or four, they were quite damaged and when someone turned them on all the blades flew off and caused a lot of damage. I'll maybe post a link to the page later.
Jim looked less than prepared to follow any slig, in secret or otherwise. But as Anni was already gone and he didn't want to be shouting out loud in the current situation he followed as quietly as he could. Stivik, unaware that he was being followed, headed down stairs and paused. He'd go and talk to Arnie about Anni now, the people who'd been in there before should have had a chance to clear out. He reached Arnie's office quickly, and knocked on the door. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Dionysia stood around, looking bored, while Gappiqu worked. When he turned to her she rolled her eyes. "Do I look like a walking toolbox? You're the machanic, plus I only got here this morning." She looked around, "Maybe that robot (RG) over there has one." |
OOC: OH sorry MM, i forgot all about Arthur X(
---- Fortunatly for Anni, the passage whent right past Arnie's office. She whent so that she could see inside. Arnie was there, then she heard the knock on the door. "That's probably Stivik..." Anni whispered as lowly as she could, "I wonder what crap he's gonna let out now..." ---- Dean didn't really notice Arthur(don't ask me why), but then he saw him go to the kitchen. "Uh... Oh well..." He said, "I think im gonna lay down a bit." He said as he sat down on a chair next to Javi. Kix joined them. "Hmm... Not much to do here... They need help with the grinder area i think. Maybe we should go there." Kix said. Both Javi and Dean agreed on that and when to the grinder area. When they arived, Kix noticed Dionysia. "Oh... Thst's the strange new mudokon." Kix said and shrugged. Javi looked at her but didn't pay much attention. He looked at the mess around, and whent to the robot-thing. "Can i help with anything?" ---- Somi followed him(i assume they are outside now?), and stopped when she saw the wall. a window was open on the second floor. "Well i guess i can." She said, and crawled ud to the window. Then she shot a string of web at the wall and crawled down, letting web come out of her till she reached the ground. She shot a string of web at Max and crawled up the string of web on the wall, pulling him with her. After some effort she finally reached the window, and quickly took a brake, breathing heavily when she was inside with the slog. |
OCC: MM, I don't mind if Molt is a cyborg, or anything.
IC: Gappiqu was frustrated with Dionysia's additude, thinking that she is so much better than everyone else. He said to her, "You are so lucky that I'm not Molt. He would've already siezed you by the neck already and throwen you into a grinder..." He was inturrped by Javi and Dean. Gappiqu smiled and said, "Yes, you may tell me where the mechanic tools are. And knock some sense into this mud here to work." -=--=-=- Max cuaght up with Somi and looked around. It wasn't the place he was looking for, but it was close enough. They were in a random corrider, but Molt was in a floor beneath them. He barked to Somi, "Thank you for bring me here." He licked Somi's face, and rushed off to the stairs. -=-=-=-=-= While ignoring Vykker X, Slap thrusted Dek a pair of tweezels and scrizzers. He wondered what he would to help Dek, besides giving him supplies. Slap shrugged and gave Dek the big bro mask. He then typed, "Sir, may we need mechanic to do the metalical arm replacement? Or are we going do that one ourselves?" |
Noticing noone was paying close attention to him, Vykker X put his mind to work. He opened his bag and pulled out a tiny saw, and began the work to saw through the bars. He was very efficient and quiet, and within ten seconds two of the bars were behind him in the cage, and he was crawling out carefully. He snuck out of the room without a sound, and checked a radar of some kind in his backpack. The screen showed a map of the facility, and the blip was in the corridor connected to the infested area. He had to retrieve the thing at the blip, so he would have to be mindful of the paramites lurking there. He drew his Sawbones Saw and some sort of taser from his backpack, and set off running towards it.
-=-=- Goresplatter, who had been sleeping quietly in the corner, woke up to see Vykker X was missing from the cage. He slapped his head, noting his stupidity at this moment. He stood up, turned round, and punched the wall extremely hard. He was feeling massive anger, and he didn't know why, but he had no time to think about it. He punched the wall again, and again, until a few drops of blood dripped from his hands, because of the fingernails digging into his palm. Yet, he punched it once more, and heard a snap. He looked down at his hand, and found it broken in several places. He winced, but strangely, felt no pain. He turned and walked slowly back to the corner, and sat down, quaking slightly. |
Kix scratched her head a bit.
"Uh... i don't know where any tool is... Why don't you ask a slig? And... What are we suposed to do?" she said, and then pointed at Dionysia, "Besides, she looks like she doesn't know what to do.. Hmm... This seems like male's job." She backed off a bit. "I s'pose we could help." Javi said indifferently and patted Dean on the back. ---- Somi remained speechless for a few moments, but when she wanted to say something, Max had already run away. She followed his scent. But suddenly she found the scent of something else. "FREAK!!" She yelled out, as she saw the Slog stand there. He whimpered and ran towards her, licking her face. "Where've you been?" |
Gappiqu was rather disappionted to hear that none of the mudokons had any tools. He only had two workers that had an idea of what to do, one mudokon wothout a clue, and one who thinks she needs to save her strength for terroists. Gappiqu had admit, Dionysia may have a point. That robot seemed like to have a clue of where tools are. He said, "Everyone that wants help the grinders, come with me."
He walked over to RG-49, and asked, "Excuse me, but do you have any extra tools to borrow?" -=-==-=-==--=- Max heard the screech, and smelt Freak. He didn't hear what Somi had said next, but he thought that she was in danger he ran up the stairs, following the twos' scent. He found Somi and lept at Freak and barked in his native language, "Hey man, don't hurt her! She already saved my life and found my owner!" |
#7 Slig looked around. He was glad to see some workers who wanted to help at last. "Time to get things under control, then..." he thought.
"Sev, you can help us with the repairs. We could use a hand or two." He said to Sev. Meanwhile, RG-49 replied to Gappiqu. "Since I have all the tools I need built in, my only guess would be the containers with the parts. Maybe they have a few basic tools inside." He walked towards the boxes they brought in earlier. "It would sound logical if there were some tools." He opened a container and found the parts inside neatly placed: grinder blades, interfaces, cables and other accessories. He found what he was looking for on the inner side of the box: a few wrenches, screwdrivers, electric scanners and other tools. "I was right. You can find what you need in here." He took out a handful of folded cables, a console and, a screwdriver, since he just noticed Sev. He gave the screwdriver to Sev. "I heard you want to help, Slig organic. You should start by getting rid of all the metal shards in the machine." He pointed to the grinder he examined. "I'm going to work on the console." -------------------------------------- Arnie was about to go back to his office when he heard a knock. "Sure, I don't have anything else to do, just hanging around, waiting for someone to interrupt my peace! Come in!" he shouted at the door. |
Stivik entered Arnie's office, leering. "Hey Boss, this isn't a bad time? Cus I thought you should know that one of the muds has turned psychopathic. That mud Anni who got in that trouble with Nick when I first got here? Well she strikes again. Yesterday I caught her trying to escape through the stockyards. When I stopped her she grabbed my gun off of me and tried to shoot me with it. That's just the first time. Later on that day I saw her heading into the ruined sections of Rupture Farms and I went after her to see what she was up to. Then in front of witnesses she tried to grab my gun off me again. Fortunately I'd loaded it with tranquilisers thinking she'd be up to something so I managed to push her off and put her to sleep. The vykker Dek was here, and the slig Razer, both saw. Dek decided we should carry her to his lab so we took her there where she broke free somehow," He decided it might be better to not mention the spiritual powers, that had a habit of either sending glukkons over the edge or making them break down to the point of screaming that you're lying, "And again tried to kill me, she stabbed be with an unknown syringe, I'm lucky to have survived that and again Dek was there as a witness. We put her in a cage overnight in the lab. This morning I sent to check up on her. She pretended to be ill so I opened the cage to check up on her and she leapt out at me and attacked me again! I had to fight her off and keep fighting to the point where I had to knock her out to defend myself. That's four times she's tried to kill me and I'd like to see her dead before she tries again. I've given her second chances knowing just one attempt for a mud to kill a slig meant death as a punishment, but she kept trying. She's not safe to keep here, who's she going to go for next?"
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- In a tiny passage behind the room Jim stepped back and looked at Anni in shock. He whispered, "Is that true?" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Dionysia looked skeptical, "And what do you want us to do? Aren't you meant to organise these things?" She looked around at the general mess that was the grinders, "I don't know about the mudokons but I don't kno anything about mechanics." |
Anni heart filled up with rage. She was about to hit the wall with her fist, but remembered they might hear it. She turned to jim.
"Partly... But damn he's good at twisting the truth..." She whispered annoyed and angrily, "Ok... I'll tell you what happned if you promise never to tell anyone... I... Don't like talking about my past..." She lowered her head a bit, as she remembered the worst time of her life. It had all come back to her, when she first got into Dek's lab. She sat down leaning her back against the wall. "Well... I guess this is it. Arnie will never believe me, or at least hear why i did what i did." she whispered, but mostly to herself, "I'm never going to escape my nightmares..." She closed her eyes to relax a bit, but all she saw was images of her past, so she opened them again. "Look Jim... I hate being violent, but my anger and my pat just... changes me from time to time..." She rested her head on her arms. ---- Freak Dodged scraedly, and then ran behind Somi, whimpering. "No wait!! Don't hurt him Max! He's a friend." Somi shouted. Freak kept pretty far away from Max as he was trembling. --- "Ok... What should we do then?" Javi asked Gappiqu. |
ooc: Found the post where the grinders got smashed.
Those were the days, good gravy I miss Nick and Math, such great characters. Jim looked worried, "You could get in a lot of trouble now Anni. I know Arnie's a nice guy but who could ignore something like this?" He leant forward and peered through the tiny crack in the wall to hear Arnie's reply. He had a feeling it wouldn't be anything good. |
Arthur finished his meal and turned to Groll. "Right, i'm off to the grinders, I bet they've still not been fixed."
He exited the kitchen and headed off down the corridor to the grinding area on the ground floor. ~~~~~~~~~ Dek turned to see what Slap had typed. He explained "The mechanical arm could be a little tricky, but I know a bit about machinery and I've done some small robotic surgery before, usually hands and the like. I'm planning on adapting that pair of pants into a robotic arm, but it would be helpful if that robot, RG-49, was here. I could use him for reference and...spare parts." He returned to the task at hand, and carefully, slowly, used the scissors to begin cutting the irreparable optic nerve. he left as much of it as he could, and then carefully lifted Molt's eyeball out of the eye socket, prising the eyelid as far open as possible and then using the tweezers to lift it out. He placed the eye to the side, then quickly went to a cupboard, got a jar, filled it with sterilized water from the lab tap, and placed the eye in it. he may have future use for it. Now he had to do the difficult task of constructing and attaching the mechanical eye. |
"Well... If he goes too crazy I might just find that way out... I never intenden on really leaving... I'd never leave my friends.. Kix, Jave and Dean..." Anni whispered as she watched Arnie and Stivik, " Really... Just wanted some air... Get away from the grey world, and... just relax. Then I'd come back you know.. Most of the workers here are quite nice, and I like work."
She shrugged and whent back to spying. |
Gappiqu was rather disappionted to see that none of the mudokons helping him had any idea what mechanics were. He looked up and groaned. This wasn't good. No wondered the grinders were destoried! Gappiqu looked at the ceiling and saw that there was a pipes that were destoried. He thought of how to fix that part of the grinders, but that would be impossible without help. Oh how RG should've stayed.
Gappiqu said to the three mudokons, "OK, if you want to help, give me a bunch of long thick rope and grappling hooks. Tell me when you get them." He walked away, and bringed the supplies he was given. He picked up the container as well. He went over to the broken lever, grabbed a wrench, and screwed in the screws. He pulled the lever, but didn't expect too much. Nothing happened, and his little brain went to work. He remembered that all meat saws had been connected to the wire base underneth the floor. He snapped and grabbed a screw driver. He looked at the floor, looking for nails implanted onto the floor. He saw a group of them and activated the screwdriver. Gappiqu started to unscrew the screws on the floor, to find the wire base. He grinned at what Dionysia would think of him doing this. -=-=-=-=--=-= Max realized that Freak was helping Somi and barked, "Hey man, I'm sorry. And what'd you wanted again?" -=--=-=-=-=-= Slap knew quite well that Dek was having trouble constructing an eye, so he typed his suggestion. "Sir, may I suggest sawing off the base of the eye of the mask? That way, we can use the nueuron used on the eye we've just taken out, connected onto the mechincal eye. Then we implant the eye into the Slig, making a mechincal eye. Does this make the sitution differ?" |
Dek listened to (well, read) slap's idea. This intern was certainly smarter than average.
"I was planning on sawing off the eye base, it'd struggle to fit otherwise, but explai nwhat you mean by the 'nueuron', is that a typo or do you mean the nerves that link the eye to the brain- the neural optic nerve?" He sawed the end of the eye of with a lil' hacker in a cupboard, then hurried back to his patient, testing to see if the goggle-eye would fit in the socket. |
ooc: Uh, I'll add a few updates to what happened after that. A main problem was that the pipes that ran through the grinding area and provided power (in the form of steam pressure) to the grinders and some other parts of the factory were sliced open by flying blades. These were shut down from the security office, activating an alarm which was shut off afterwards (can't remember how now, I'll have a look when I get the chance). Afterwards some of the workers (I think it was largely Gretin's characters) cleared up the rubbish into piles and some parts were then ordered. Later on Jim and Scruben got lost and ended up walking across the catwalk. It collapsed under them and RPG-49 saved them and repaired the catwalk.
So basically electricals need rewiring to stop them going crazy again (if Gappiqu's doing that now it's a start), the blades need reattaching and securing properly, plus any damage to the runners needs fixing, and the pipes will need replacing. If we assume we have new blades, pipes and whatever girders and so on that we need in the boxes, maybe someone could get the mudokons clearing the rubbish out of the area and sorting the spare parts. |
OOC: Hm, you're quite right. I've changed my post to say pipes, not catwalk. Also, Gappiqu was trying to rewire the grinder.
Just curious, why is the main lifts broken on Splat's map? Is it because Molt broke them? IC: Gappiqu finished unscrewing the screws, and lifted the piece of floor off. He saw a group of wire, connected to the lever and the grinder. He wasn't surprised to see that the wires were messed up, screwing up the result on the grinder. He grabbed a group of cables and a pair of gloves, and dived into the empty space. Gappiqu could just barely put himself in the buddle o wires, but he fit right in. He replaced the old caples by putting on the gloves, and taking them out. He placed them in different slots while he connected the new ones to the old ones.. "Let's see, cable A goes in reciever C, and the other way around for the other...." Gappiqu muttered to himself, while he did so. Fianlly he fixed the cables and he got up from the floor. He would next need to get new shredders... |
ooc: A bit after the grinders broke some newbies started on the RPG (Won't mention any names, they're great RPers) and, hearing about the grinders, thought that other parts of the factory would be damaged as well. So a bit later when they were heading up the main lifts they broke. Logic, hey?
Can't reply now, bell's gone and teacher will be after my skin. |
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ooc: O...K, you really need to read the past W@RF's, the rules, the profile thread, this RPG's rules, and learn how to RP. Unless this has been done to annoy us. Either way, Glin Slagg, you can't be posting here until you now how to RP. So everybody ignore Glin's post.
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OOC: Very well.
IC: Slap grabbed the jar with the Molt's eye in it and rushed over to Dek. He opened the jar and typed to Dek, "Sir, if I may add, in my studies of slig biology, the eye itself is very delicate. There is a single len itself that is removeble, that can capture light, on the slig's eye. If possible, we can secure it safely onto the mechincal eye, then we connect it to the neveral system. If we can do this task, we can move on." |
Dek turned
"Why would returning the eyelid enhance the eye's workings, apart from appearance obviously. It could help, but it also could get in the way. Nevertheless, explain your exact idea and if you wish, remove the eyelid. I'm still trying to fix up the eye here." Dek carefully removed the now flat back of the lens, hoping he hadn't cut any of the wires when he sawed it. Luckily, he hadn't. He took a couple of the wires that utilised the thermal and night vision. He selected on the night vision, thinking it'd be better and easier to see with. He unplugged the night vision wire from the small battery in the goggle, and snipped the end, exposing the bare wires. Dek carefully took the optic nerve of Molt's eye and slowly slid it into the wire. he took a tiny amount of tape ad fastened it together. Dek turned away and hurried over to a drawer in the Labs containing mechanical tools, and found a small rerouter. he clipped the piece of circuitry to the night vision wire and the battery, hoping his idea would work. Carefully, he turned the night vision switch on, then lowered the robotic goggle/eye into the eye socket, prising it as wide open as he could with a pair of metal surgical tongs. It fitted. Now he just had to see what Slap's idea was. |
Slap realized what the flaw was in his newest plan so he typed, "Forget what I said. Now lets see what we can do with this mechincal arm." He went to grab the pants, and layed them down on the floor, in front of Dek.
-=-=--=-=-=- Gappiqu grabbed a saw and a new grinder, from the container for his next step. He went over to the old meat saw and sawed it off the saw. He heard and saw a clang, on the ground, for the saw broke off form the grinder. He slipped in a the new meat saw, and went over to the lever. He turned it on and saw the reaction. The saw started spinning, and went down every 20 seconds. Gappiqu smiled to himself and whipped the sweat on his head. Everything was going well. |
Gore watched the operation carefully. He had never seen anything like this before, and he wasn't squeamish, so he observed keenly. He only stopped to look down at his mangled hand, throbbing painfully. He knew Molt's condition was worse, however, so he would wait before asking to get it fixed.
-=-=- Vykker X shot of to find the blip. He crossed over, and found the area, just outside of the paramite nest. There, he saw the Delivery Boy, sitting up and smiling, waiting for his master to greet him. Vykker X: "Theeeerrre you aaaarre, Terrence, I've been looking everywhere for you!" 'Terrence' squealed with delight, and ran over to the Vykker. Before he could embrace him however, Vykker X pushed him back. Vykker X: "No touching, you little rat. Let's go have fun with the folks, shall we?" X took a strange set of handcuffs out of his bag, and put one on his arm and one on Terrences' arm. He sprinted down the hallway (he was getting pretty tired now, but all according to plan) dragging Terrence with him. He found the labs and rushed in, only to be tripped over by Goresplatter, who had been watching him. Gore had a huge grin on his face. Ignoring this, Vykker X stood up and squealed like a little girl. Vykker X: "There's been an accident, help my friend! Something's in his eyes! Cut the stitches holding them shut! Please, it's his only hope!" It was a pretty good act, ending with him bursting out into tears. |
Dek swivelled to see Vykker X lose. "Shut that psychopath back in his cage! And Slap, help his friend out, I can't be sidetracked from this operaton. Goresplatter, lock the Vykker up."
He turned back to Molt. He was strugglig to concentrate due to the noise, this would be a hard operation. He noticed Scruben was stil lthere. 2Oh scruben, you can help Slap, I will need his assistance soon." Dek began mentally planning out the arm operation, thinking and studying the pants, hoping his idea would work. ~~~~~~~ Arthur got back to the grinding area, to see a host of people at work. He hurried over to RG-49. "Uh, what's going on here, how can I help? An' who are summa these people?" He gestured to Gappiqu. |
Gappiqu rose a eye and said to Arthur, "I'm.... Phil, the newest techincian. And these are my co-workers, Dionysia, this mud, and this other mud." He gestured to the mudokons, which he still didn't very well. He continued saying, "You can start by giving a grappling hook and rope. Strong rope."
-=-=-=-=-= Slap got a little angry at Vykker X's additude of doing everything he feels like. He decided to do the locking up himself, by shoving the knock out gas into his mouth and turning the wheel. Slap then with his newly aquired strength of confidence, lifted Vykker X and threw him into a less roomy and squeezy cage this time. He then stripped off Vykker X's loincloth, and locked him inside. He returned to his old calm self and typed to Goresplatter, "Goresplatter, in order for this for this operation to make the slig surive, no rescritions may apply. That is why I'm hiring you as labortory guard." He knew that he couldn't possibly have that kind of power, so he just supposed Dek would agree. He went over to Terrence and typed in, "So, what condition are you in, mudokon? If you know how to type and if you don't speak, you can write on my keyboard." Edit:OOC: Glin, it would be nice if you did not delete your post. It could be considered as spam. |
Vykker X was dizzy from the gas, but had snuck in a couple of caffiene pills from his backpack and swallowed them. However, he remained without any escape tools. Suddenly, a thought struck him - he could see the tiny saw in the larger cage, and reached out for it. He had almost gotten it, when Goresplatter stamped on his arm, and took the saw away.
Goresplatter: "Nuh uh uh, you didn't say the magic word!" Vykker X: "Pleeeaaaase?" Gore laughed and poked him in the eye. Vykker X returned to sulking in his tiny cage, Goresplatter standing guard. Vykker X then overheard Slap talking to Terrence. Vykker X: "He can't do anything except carry Odd damn boxes. Though, only recently some guy stitched his eyes, you might be able to save his vision by cutting the stitches..." X decided he might aswell have fun while he's stuck in a cage. |
OOC: Goresplatter, you are sort of ignoring my posts. Vykker X could not reach any pills from his backpack, because Slap made Vykker X naked from clothing. He is also being dosed by knock out gas. You don't get dizzy from that man! Vykkers can't handle that kind of there own stuff!
Also, how can Vykker X hear what Slap is saying? Slap can't talk at all. He's typing his words. The laptop isn't even facing him. IC: Slap heard what Vykker X was saying and sighed in his head. He grabbed a jack knife. He went over to Terrence and typed, "This may hurt. And Goresplatter, please let Vykker X have a little more dose of knock out gas." He pulled Terrence's eyelid towards him and slowly snapped the stitches off from his left eye of Terrence's. He continued onto his right eye. He then looked at his own stitches. He couldn't decide, whether to do it on himself. |
OOC: Ah, sorry Slaveless, I forgot Slap typed his speech >_< Also, the thing I was trying to imply about the caffiene pills is that he snuck them out of the loincloth as it was taken off him and concealed them. But the knockout gas, I always thought that before you went to sleep, you'd naturally get groggy. He used the pills to try counter this effect.
IC: Vykker X grinned as Slap cut the stitches to Terrences' eyes. At the last thread, he laughed out loud, and manically. The mudokon burbled, and his eyelids slid open, some pinkish goo and the eyes themselves falling out onto the floor. X was clearly enjoying himself, laughing hard. Vykker X: "Sucka! Hahahahah!!" Goresplatter was appalled. He opened the cage, and kicked Vykker X, ramming his head into the bars and the back of the cage. X abrubtly stopped laughing, and his eyes glazed over, clearly out cold. When Gore spoke, he sounded slightly ill. Goresplatter: "No need for the knock-out gas now, Intern buddy... anything else you need me to do? And by the way, I am NOT cleanin' that up... ugh..." He looked hatefully over to the out-cold Vykker. He went over to Terrence, emptied X's loincloth of trinkets, and wrapped it around Terrences' eyes, never standing too close. He stepped away and shuddered. |
OOC: Where are the other W@RF ets? Where are you dripik, T-Nex, Splat, Gretin, Bgi Bro Boogie? We need you back or this RP will die, and that cannot happen. Plus I'm bored of it being me and the 2 new guys (No offense Gore and slaveless, you're good RPers, but I'm missing the others)
IC Dek watched, horrified at Vykker X. He'd doen and seen some stomach-turning experiments in his time, but to see a Vykker needlessly bring harm on an employee, with no posible gain from it, was revolting. Sure Dek had experimented on workers at Vykkers' Labs, but always for a purpose. "Goresplatter, please put that poor mudokon out of his misery, or at least give him some of that gas so I can operate on him later. Also, I wnt to make sure that Vykekr is locked up tight, I have plans for him." He grinned curelly, then turned back to his work. He carefully sawed off one of the pant legs, and then began work on remodelling the 'seat' of the pants (the area the Slig's body/tail goes in) to fit Molt's arm stump. He'd need to make it flatter, how he didnt know. Dek considered removing the 'seat' completely and constructing a new socket for it to join to Molt's shoulder, but that would require constructing new nerve implants as well (small needlelike parts i the socket of the pants that connect to the Slig's nerves, allowing it to control the pants. That's how I envision the Sig pants to work.) He consulted Slap "Slap, any ideas on how to connect the pants up and remodel them into an arm?" ~~~~ Arthur noticed Dionysia, that moody black skinned mudokon from earlier. He'd kep his distance from that. He wasn't quite sure where he'd get a grappling hook, so went over to Dean "Uh Dean, where are the tools, i need a grapplin' hook and rope." |
OOC: I'm checking in here sometimes, but it's getting really hard to keep up with this. I can't come on that often, so seeing a couple of pages of new posts can be discouraging to say the least... As well as the fact that, also because of my infrequent visits, my posts are sometimes missed or I don't get in quick enough to do something before something else happens - if you get what I'm saying.
I'll try and post some in character stuffs tomorrow, but I wouldn't hold my breath... |
OOC: I know what you mean, MM, the more good RPers there are the better. It's going to feel like it's just our three characters in the whole complex, which is just, not good. Don't leave, Gretin! We need as many as possible! :( It's tempting to suggest we put this on hold till the other RPers get back.
IC: Gore closed the cage door and locked it, careful not to use his broken hand. Goresplatter: "Righto, by the end of this, he'll have to get what's coming to him, no matter what. What a sick freak." He glared angrily at the unconcious Vykker in the cage. He then turned his attention to Terrence, though his face was hard to look at, so he stared at the mudokon's feet. Goresplatter: "I don't think there's anything we can do for this guy. He has to be in constant pain. I think it would be best if we put him down later." Gore got the knockout gas and eased it onto Terrence. The mangled mudokon drooled and lied down, asleep. He sat him in the corner and scratched his head. Goresplatter: "By the way, if this can help with the leg conversion, you can have it." He offered the tiny saw which Vykker X had used to escape the first cage. It was about the length of a mudokon's finger, and extremely sharp. |
OOC: No offense taken. With dripik and T-Nex on vacation, it makes everything seem really empty. Jarnww doesn't post all that often, and it becomes harder when the other non active members to post because of the other members. Outlaw king is grounded so we won't see him for a while.
IC: Slap looked in disgust at what he had just done. He had nearly killed someone, but this was nothing new at thi labortory. First, Scruben's eyes are inffected. Next, Goresplatter has damaged legs that could possibly effect him in a bad way. Thrid of all, this Molt guy nearly dies. And fourth of all, this odd mudokon's eyes fall out. This was more action Slap normally got. He knocked out of his trance and typed to Dek, "What I would suggest to you, is to saw off the legs. Then, I would saw off the feet, and remove the metal off the legs. Next, I would attach the wires together, and put the metal back on. You can think of a way to make a hand." He looked at Gore and typed, "Hey where did you get your gun? It looks different than usual." |
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