Zip: oh jeez! *backs away, finds another bed*
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Joe: *whistle* whooops! sligs and pathetic scrubs are resting, i better have a little shuteye myself, zzzzzzzzz *Forder sees joe sleeping* Forder: my odd!!!! he's sleeping *drops down* zzzzzzzzzzzz ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Zip: *lays in his bed* (wonder if i'll like it here, that slog looked ok, well.....before it woke up, i wonder what...........no, maybe ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Joe: wakes up sees forder* what are u lookin at!? keep walkin'! go sleep! Forder: ok Joe: *leans against a lever* !!!!!, AAAAAH!!!! *His pants are in the grinder and Joe is also messed up Joe: uuuuuuuugh.....h-help...aah, *faints* |
Tattoo: *still dreamming*
~~~~~~ Vick: *walks out to the animal pens & looks around* (stupid things...) *goes over to a scrab pen & watches the scrab inside it lunge at him--only to hit the wall between them* Haheh *runs a finger along the scar on his chest* One er' your kind did this... *looks at the scrab, whos getting back to it's feet & growling* Hey, ...Your...Sonv' a...Its you! Hah, Tattoo's gonna freak *snickers & goes back inside to the vending machine in the caffeteria, getting a bottle of water* |
*Forder see's Vick
Forder: Your up early for breakfast, 2 hours till sunrise and your up anyway, thats against the rules, i think Zip: *wakes up* must be morning! breakfast time Joe: *still in the grinder* (where-oh, ) HELP!!!! *Veesh wakes up* Veesh: Oh morning time, whats that? sir its morning, i hear someone |
Tattoo's whole body suddenly tenses up in his sleep. He opens his eyes & quickly sits up. Tattoo looks around quietlly, wipping cold sweat from his forehead. Something he'd seen in his dream had disturbed him..
Tattoo: *relaxes* (no...she couldn't have...but what if..) ..... *sighs & lays back down, but doesn't go back to sleep* ~~~~ Vick: *belches as he turns around to see Forder* Kid, I've been trained to sleep & eat less. I came from a military base down in Scrabania. *drinks the whole bottle of water in one gulp* I've got things to do..Catch ya later *streches & leaves--walking back outside* (ha...peace & quiet...) *leans against the wall, watching the sun come up* |
HSH: *wakes up*
'Odd, how can anyone get some decent sleep around here?' *Sees the sun* 'Oww! Well, its morning.' *looks around, sees Vick* 'What is he doing up so early?' |
Forder: yeah sure *looks around* ummmm, *grabs a scrab leg* yummmy
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Tattoo sits up again, he cant sleep. He gets out of bed & leaves the rest room. Tattoo wanders until he comes across a slig who's apearently stuck in a grinder.
Tattoo: Odd! *runs over & yanks the slig out of the grinder--though its a bit too late for Tattoo to save the slig's pants* ...sigh.. *runs off before the slig has a chance to see who he is* (I...I saved a slig....again...haha..) *returns to the rest room & lays back down* Vick is outside, watching the sun & smoking. He looks at one of the paramites in the cages--who seems to be looking at him. Vick: (whats up with that one?...Lookn' at me funny..) *stretches & gets rid of his cig* |
Take note:
I'm leaving for a while. I'd be happy if someone would take care of Jammer, RM and Ammy, while I am gone.
http://www.oddworldforums.net/forums...&threadid=8003 It is all explained in that thread. I'll see ya soon! Luv ya all! -The Red Muse |
((ooc- sorry ive been gone, been busy lately. I guess I'll take Ammy if no one else minds, Ill take good care of her. Ill post later, gtg))
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TRM, if you read this, I'm really sorry for what you're going through right now. I know how it feels, 'cause I've been there too. My thouhgts and prayers will be with you. God bless.)) |
(ooc: me too, i read about it couple of pages back, im so sorry)
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ooc: I'm sorry too, TRM. The others before me told everything, anyways get well soon.
THE NEXT DAY *Arnie wakes up, and yawns* Arnie: "Gee, I needed that. I feel better now and I'm full with energy! Hey, hey, Otto! Wake up!" Otto: "Huh, what? Oh, it's morning. Work time." *they go down to the Rest Room* *Arnie looks inside* Arnie: "Everybody is sleeping inside. We should leave them there to sleep some more." Otto: "So, what's your idea for today? I'm sure you have something in your mind." Arnie: "Well, yes. Do you remember when I said on the Board Meeting that we are going to build some towers around Rupture Farms." Otto: "Yes. And I suppose you're going to choose the 'woodcutters' from the employement today." Arnie: "Of course. We need some wood to build a guard tower." Otto: "Why don't you ask someone who knows how to build real guard towers, like in Slig Barracks?" Arnie: "Money. Money is what we haven't got much. It's easier this way." Otto: "Easier, but harder. Do you think that the workers are going to like cutting trees down and bring them here and build a tower?" Arnie: "I hope. But when it's ready, we will have great security. And it's fun to be up in the tower, don't you think?" Otto: "Beats me." |
Forder: *yawn* (morning, whos the boss here?)
VvVvVvVvVvVvvvvVVvv Joe: Gotta get to the executive office. *climbs out of his pants and crawls around* this is so embarrassing, what if a mudokon sees me. *goes on |
Vince: *snoring*
Adrian: *asleep* Correl: *asleep* Smudge: *twists around in his sleep, mumbles a little, wakes up* ...Mmm? Oh, morning already! Gah... *sits up and stretches* Whew...long day yesterday. *yawns* Jayne: *wakes up from Smudge's talking, looks over and sees him getting up* Smudge: *makes his bed and puts his baton into its holster* Jayne: *moans and rolls over, still tired* Smudge: *leaves the Rest Room and goes to his post to guard* |
Halije: *Yawns*
"Hey, where is everyone?" *Looks around Executive rest room* "Ah, they must have left" *Gets up and leaves the Executive rest room" |
((Aw Muse, I'm sorry :( Hope we'll see ya again soon!))
Tattoo slowly opens an eye, watching Smudge leave. He looks around the room at the other mudokons. Tattoo: (I am a slave now....) *sighs & closes his eyes again* (..Very well then...) *sits up in bed--hidding his didgeridoo under it-- & meditates* ~~~~ Vick is still leaning on the wall, thinking quietly to himeself when he feels his stomach rumble. Vick: huh? *puts a hands to his gut* ...Where d'ya get breakfast around here? *stretches & goes back inside* |
Halije:'now, where was that cafeteria?'
*sees sign reading: Cafeteria --> "Ah" *Heads off in direction* (Occ: New character. Please? Name: Exalmex Gender: Male Age: 10 Species: Half scrab, half paramite Personality: Kind, hates industrialists Description: Paramite lower body, but bigger, scrab torso, Shykull Arms, scrab neck, paramite head, the colour of a scrab, a scar resembling a scrab on his chest, and a slig mask attached to hus head. Items: Web bag, slig mask, paramite web necklace. Bio: Read my fan fic: Exalmex |
*Forder is running down the corridor bumping into Smudge*
Forder: hey you little creep! watch where your goin! ---------------- Joe: *still crawling* ------------------ Zip: zzzzzzzzzzzz ----------------------------- Veesh: *in the cafeteria* |
*#7 Slig wakes up*
#7 Slig: "Finally, I had a little rest. I don't see the new Sligs around here. I suppose they went out to explore the factory before I woke up. Anyways, I'll explore the Cafeteria now. I'm soo hungry." *grabs his mask and and puts it on* #7 Slig: "Hey, something's wrong... Oh!" *turns the mask on* #7 Slig: "Now, it's better. I can see now." *runs to the Cafeteria* #7 Slig: "Hmm... Nobody is here. Well, I don't need anybody to feed myself, like Otto does." *grabs a tray* *Otto is standing in the door of Cafeteria with Arnie* Otto: "What do I need, #7 Slig?" *#7 Slig drops the tray* #7 Slig: "Whooaa... Gee, you scared me! I thought no one is here." Arnie: "Until now. Please, grab some Scrab Legs and some water for us." #7 Slig: "OK, sir." *grabs two trays, and puts Scrab Legs and two bottles of water on them, then brings them to the executives* #7 Slig: "Here you go." Arnie: "Thanks." Otto: "Yeah, yeah... same here." #7 Slig: "Humph... I think someone got up with his left arm this morning." Otto: "Hey! Oh, whatever... I'm a bit tired to yell. What's your plan, for today, #7?" #7 Slig: "I think I'll bring the security for a 'Rifle Range Exercise', I think. You know, targeting on objects and stuff." Arnie: "Don't forget about the guard towers what I told about in the Board Meeting." #7 Slig: "Oh, yes. That's another thing." *bites from the Scrab Leg* |
Vick: *finds his ay to the cafeteria* (Mmm, breakfast) *Picks up a tray, grabbing a couple scrab legs & some water* (smells good) *takes a seat at an unoccupied table & starts eating*
~~~~~ Tattoo: *meditating* |
Halije: Enters cafeteria, sees Arnie and Otto
"Hey, who is the boss here?" *Smells scrab legs* "Mmmmmm..." -0-0-0-0-0 HSH: *Pasing around cage* "(Paramite) I can't belive you obeyed that other paramite! " Other paramites: "(paramite)Sorry " HSH: "(Paramite)Do you know what will hapen now? *Waves fingers in the air* " (Paramite) You will be slaughtered, choped, grinded, and packaged as food! " Other paamite: "(paramite) What will we do? " HSH: "(paramite) Im working on it " -0-0-0-0-0 Exalmex: *Looking at the factory* Exalmex's thoughts: 'My first target.' Exalmex: *looks at stockyards* Exalmex's thoughts: 'I can get an army there' |
(ooc: i'm not sure whether or not to close this topicIts fantastic and all. But there has been alot of hype about threads 15 pages+. So after you post can you tell me whatyu think please. or pm me if your not part of the rpg. thanks)
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ooc))blimy 15 pages phew im lost ive lost track of were i posted last
p.s.awww come on rexy i love this rpg dont close it plese |
ooc: Please don't close it, this is all what I have got here (except my friends :D ). My other topics are not so popular like this. I visit it everyday, read the new replies, and it's even a good English exercise to me.
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(ooc: wot u closin it for? i just joined and i'm enjoyin' it, if this closes, where else will i go?)
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((OCC: Please, please, please dont close it! :fuzsad: This is a great rpg--even if it is long. I can understand them wanting to remove "the person above you" thread, but this isn't a spam thread. Please dont close it))
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((ooc: Rex--if threads are not supposed to exceed 15 pages, let us make a new thread for this rpg to continue on and let me transcribe/save the previous posts before you close it. Would that be okay?))
==========BIC:============= Vince: *snoring even louder than before* Correl: *starting to snore too* Jayne: *pushing her pillow over her head to block out the noise* *they keep snoring* Jayne: ....!!! Enough! Enough, shut up!! *throws her pillow off the bed and frowns at the two* Vince and Correl: *still snoring* Jayne: RRRG! *gets up, picks her pillow up off the floor and throws it back onto the bed, then marches over between Vince and Correl's beds* Jayne: WAKE UP!!!! *Vince and Correl wake up, startled* Jayne: Finally! I thought you'd never be quiet! *walks back to her bed and sits down on it, then fidgets with her feather which is all rumpled from the night's sleep* Vince: *moans and pulls the blankets over his face* Correl: *gets up and shakes the sleepiness out of his head* Jayne: *stands up, brushes the wrinkles out of her loincloth, then leaves for the cafeteria* -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Smudge: *almost knocked over due to his small size* Hey! *regains himself* Hey YOU watch it, Dumbhead! *shoves Forder aside unnecessarily and walks past him* -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Jayne: *arrives in the cafeteria* (Gee! Everyone's here before me...) Jayne: *notices Halije standing by the food bar, walks up to him and smiles* Hello sir! May I help you with breakfast today? *grabs a tray and puts a scrab leg and a bottle of water on it and leads Halije to a table to eat* Here you are, sir! *hold the scrab leg for him* -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Correl: *sees Tattoo meditating* (He has the right idea...I forgot: we all used to meditate in the morning. The spirit wakes with the body...) *Correl sits on his bed and folds his legs under him, and begins to meditate quietly* Vince: *stares at the two meditators, whispers quietly to no one* ....whew...these guys are wierd....*gets up and heads for the cafeteria, leaving his bed all messed up* Adrian: *asleep* |
Zip: *yawn* oh what a wonderful sleep, i haven't slept like that ever since i was in.....can't say it, to many bad memories. *goes to the cafetreia*
-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^ Forder: why you little *stops and looks at him for a while* (say, he looks familiar, is it that little weak dude from the barracks?) Hey kid! wait up! ---------------------------------- Joe: *still crawling to the executive office, opens the door to find no-one there* oh s**t! *crawls to the cafeteria* ----------------------------------------- Zip: *looks over and sees Arnie, Otto and #7 Slig* hmmm, well, breakfast! important meal of the day. *looks at the menu* scrabs legs and water!? oh well. *grabs a tray and sits down and eats* -------------------------------------------- Veesh: *wakes up* morning, breakfast, *goes to the cafateria* menu, NO COFFEE!? HOW WILL I!!!! *runs around screaming outside Rupture Farms* Zip: dude, that guy needs help, oh well, *munch* |
Smudge: *stops walking and spins around to face Forder* What? ....*watches Forder suspiciously for a few seconds, then eases up* ....What is it?
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Vince: *arrives in the cafeteria, picks up a tray and looks at the menu* Let's see, what have we got here? Scrab legs...and water....wow. What a surprize. Oh well. I like 'em both pretty good! *loads up his tray and sits down at a table, then starts gobbling down his food* |
Vick watches all the others arrive. He finishes his meal & puts the tray away. Quietly, Vick sits back at the unoccupied table.
Vick: (I still dont have my orders...Wonder who's in charge around here..) *scratches the back of his neck* Pffft... (wonder where Tattoo is...the poor sap probably got himself lost) *gets up & leaves the caffeteria--looking for Tattoo* ~~~ Tattoo is still meditating peacfully--though he's begining to hover just slightly above the matress. He's enjoying himself. |