OCC: Anyway, is it morning or night? Because according to Slurp, its still night. It may be nice if eveyone kept the same time frame.

IC:Slurp just then, figured out a solution. He burped out the two paramites out of his stomach and then wrapped the top stone on the collapse. He figured if he removed the damage and gave the queen the dead paramites, surely he shall get graditude.

Slurp moved the stone with his tounge, but it proved to be very hard to do. Soon, he had to watch out for the falling stones. He then continued the process. Over gradual time, Slurp fianlly got 4 stones done. He looked up and saw the moons were in different posistions than last time. He grumbled,realizing this was going to take forever.

[QUOTE=slaveless]OCC: Anyway, is it morning or night? Because according to Slurp, its still night. It may be nice if eveyone kept the same time frame.

OOC: Yeh good point. I messed up with that a bit when i sent big red to sleep but I only meant it has a short nap so he woke up early morning. Anyhoo because the scrab, scourge and frex are a bit of a distance north of you, maybe the time frames are differnt ;)

Big Red heard scourge and whisked his head up to face him. He realised immediatly that it was the same creature he'd faced yesterday. But as got ready to attack the steef, visions flashed in his mind. The scrab howled in shock and confusion as he visualised the terrain around him and the steef that was in front of him. Then all of a sudden it faded and he could only see an image of the white scrab. Spooked, the scrab howled in anger and charged off north determined to kill the white scrab that was poisoning his mind with this special sense it had given him. He galloped blindly for miles through the forest losing all sense of direction and having his head filled with random images, until eventually he tripped over a tree root and fell over. Then the images began to fade, leaving nothingness left in his mind.

ooc: before i make a map more should join

scourge chased after big red"i mean you no harm big red"scourge said"i can see you have been having wierd dreams lately too"scourge said scourge through the crab he was carying off his back and into the brushes scouge heard something coming he saw an albino scrab in front of him screeching scourge punched at it and it disapeared than somthing alse was coming towards him many soon a pack of slegs came running towards him and bigred

ooc: slaveless: it's early morning now, and its light. But because you arn't near us you can keep going in your own time frame. We won't hurry time along, so you will be able to catch up when you want.

The scrab regained conciousness felt an instant sharp stabbing pain. He then realised there were slegs chewing at his wounded leg! Howling with anger, the scrab leapt up and shook the slegs off. He then pounced on some more of them with his deadly pincers. The slegs soon realised the scrab was not dead and began to flee in panic with Big Red bearing down on them snapping upthe ones he could catch in his beak. He then slowed down exhausted as the remaining slegs ran away in terror.

He then realised the steefs prescense was near. Turning slowly he howled into the sky and got ready to face him once more. Despite having one broken and cut leg, nothing would get in his way of facing stourge this time round.

ooc: just to let you know sligco, as says in his personality. Big Red is one aggressive scrab. Sure he's kind of spooked by his nightmares, but his sensitive side hasn't really developed and nothing will get in his way.

Over time, Slurp grew tired of lifting and dodging stones in the pile and realized it rather getting to twlight. He couldn't believe that one collapse could do so much. He continued onward, but tryed to get help from passing Fleechs. None of them wanted to help, for they were tired, and not willing to do anything. They just went through the other enterances. Slurp even considered doing so, but he wanted to get his prize so badly, he continued.

By dawn, Slurp had finished cleaning up the conlision. He looked back at his two rotting bodies of paramites but discovered the worst. A group of 4 slegs were running away from something, but chose to feast on the rotting bodies of the paramites. Slurp was raged with anger and started to screech at them. That moment he wished he hadn't. The slegs may have been scraed of a scrab, but not a puny fleech. They all barked into the early morning sun and charged. Slurp grappled his tounge onto the top of the mine and tried flinging his tounge at the slegs. They chose to be cowards again and ran off somewhere else. But not one. That one was rather old, and deeply scarred on his face. There was also an golden earring on his ear, but that did not matter. The sleg ran off into the mine, while making Slurp seem like an idoit. Slurp, had his heart skip a beat. He rushed into a fleech enterance, wishing he could stop the sleg.

scrouge punched at the slegs killing some of them soon they were all gone some dead some running scourge looked at big red

frex saw the slegs"what the....."frex said getting cut off by two of them running at him he shot them in the head whith his crossbow then shot one of the other the last one sprinted at frex and started biting him frex shot at it twice but missed its head he soon shot it in the chest"what were they after"frex thought to himself and wlaked to the fleech entrance to see what was in there

Big Red charged, his front right leg limping as he cantered towards the steef. Scourge reached out his arms to grab him but missed. The scrab swiftly moved to his back and launched his attack. He drove his great beak into the steefs back and scourge gritted his teeth in pain. Big Red withdrew his beak and stabbed again, this time near the right shoulder blade. The beast howled in delight, blood running freely from his tounge, as he prepared to finish off his opponent.

Slurp never did like using the fleech exits.They were too easily destrucive and couldn't lead to the place you exactly want to go. Slurp wanted to find that sleg before it destoried the nest. He squirmed throughout the squeezed area. He sensed the prensence of the other fleechs, so he knew he was close. But he sensed that there was adnormal creature prensense. Slurp fell out of his tunnel and entered the mine. He sensed only Zappflies, but fleechs' prensense kept on disappearing.

He squirmed to the mine exit, supposing the sleg was there. Slurp found him, but he discovered something horrorfing. The sleg was slurping up the fleechs as if they were spagittii. The sleg sensed Slurp and growled. Slurp screeched back, but the sleg replied in charging. Slurp swung his tounge at him, but the sleg caught his tounge. Slurp couldn't screem, because his tounge wasn't in his mouth. The sleg started to slurp him up. He couldn't think.

scourge grabbed big red by the jaw and and through him into a tree and rammed him scourge stabbed his claws into the large scrabs face scourge punched bigred and the jaw scourge hear a scrab jump at him scourge grabbed the scrab ,who was much smaller than bigred,and through him into bigred then grabbed the scrabs jaws and snapped them and turned his attention back to bigred who was bleeding

OOC: May I add, but you've got to give the other player a chance to react. Sligco, you're kind of making Scourge unbeatble.

IC: As the sleg slurped Surp up into his mouth, Slurp reacted more quickly and flung himself at the sleg's feather piece on his back. The sleg yelped, and ran in circles, like a dog chasing his tail, to get Slurp. Luckly, Slurp retreived his brused tounge and ploted for his escape.

He sticked his tounge out, and wrapped them around the sleg's legs, in attempt to stop the the sleg's movement. It succedded and the sleg tripped onto the floor. The sleg squirmmed to get the grip off of Slurp's tounge. Slurp bounced up and down and let his grip loose. Suddenly, the tables turned and after quick movements, the sleg pinned both mouths onto the ground. He growled on Slurp's faces, letting Slurp live for a moment.

Big Red had enough. He was bruised, beaten, bleeding and on top of all this is mind had snapped. He began to feel numb then all his sonar sences began to drift away and he fell unconsious.

scourge panted "you are a strong scrab i will leave you in peace now "he said respectfuly he soon came to a hunting party"um could you tell me were i could get fixed up"scourge asked"woah what happened to you" one asked "theres a lonely shaman who might be able to help youhe lives aboute not yo far west from here"another said"thanks"scourge said and walked west he soon came to a small hut and knocked on the door"an old mudokon walked out"ya"he said"ummm are you the shaman"he nodded"im the shaman why you wanna know?"he asked"ummmm do you think you could umm helpp whith this"scourge said showing him his wounds"woah you must have got in a fight whith bigred whith those big of scratches"scourge nodded"well ill help ya but you gotta help me add a second floor to my hut and help me make a stabble for my elums and meeps"the shaman said"alright also can you fix my armor"scourge asked the shaman nodded and walked in the hut and put some herbs on scourge wounds and stiched him up with supported bolamite webs undented his armor"ok there you are"the shaman said"so shaman why you want a second floor"scourge asked"you can call me phil, i need space for my research on the wildlife especialy scrabs meeps paramits and various species of spooce"scourge nodded"i see"

Slurp was bit between the sleg's teeth, letting him surive. Slurp had his doubts about suriving, but he had the crazist idea. He flung his tounge onto the skull of the sleg and skirmed into his skull.

The sleg screamed in pain, for he didn't like having his brain being invaded. Unexpectly, a zappfly died of having poor hearing, and fell onto the sleg's head. Before Slurp could kill the sleg once and for all, the zappfly had his last eletric shock. This one was beyond the measures of safe, and the the bodies were shocked in all ways. Slurp felt like his skin was being melted alive, but before anything happened, the two both fainted.

Wow , dunno what happened to this post , it somehow showed up on pg 2 , wonder how that happened.

I'm happy to see that my RPG was successful I just wish more people joined. Sorry for abandoning my RPG guys. I think I gave Frex to sligco and he can keep it. Outlaw King, do you mind becoming the owner of this RPG?

OOC: Come on guys, we need to keep this RPG alive! SC and Sligco, where are you?

Oddveteran , It would be my pleasure!

ooc: sorry havn't posted in a while guys, i'm just waitin for some others to post something because it's been only me and a couple of others so far.

OOC: I can't post. My guy just fainted and I don't want to bring him back for a while. Unless we just jump in time.

mine is concussed. I'm waitin for the new RPG host to lay down a few things and tell us what's goin on

May be a bit late but I'll join if it'll be of any help.

Name: As of yet none
Age: 7 months
Description: About 2/3rds the height of an ordinary Scrab at the moment, being as of yet not fully grown.
Sex and specie: Male (if gendered), 'mortal' Shrykull
Equipment: Has some sort of pouch slung about him which he can't remove or see the contents, so he doesn't know what they are.
Personality: Fun loving, likes being with others, but get's angered easily and will seek vengeance desperately.
Bio/Backstory: The vykkers have created this creature, part Paramite part Scrab, based off of the Mudokons holy Shrykull. They thought it may be of some benefit , either meat wise or having supernatural powers. Unfortunately for them, it had no supernatural powers (idiots), and being an unnatural creature, as it were, cannot breed and therefore creating more would be more costly than profitable. He was eventually left and neglected in a cage, while still very young, before being experimented on. He wanted more company though, being of gregarious nature in his paramite side, but the fuzzles seemed to be trying to move away from him, and the vykkers were obviously being neglective. He got angered and depressed after a few weeks, and then turned vicious on the lone vykker who had attempted top sneak him out to experiment on him while the other was gone. The vykker was moreover expecting a more friendly greeting, knowing about his gregarious nature, but had failed to realise he might be just a wee bit ticked off at being in a cage starving for about a week. Being strong physically, with a whole 8 limbs, he just managed to bring the vykker down, but with some wounds from the vykkers claws. There was a dripping pipe, which helped to soothe his wounds as he ate what he could, before drinking. He then showed pity upon the fuzzles and attempted to free them, also hoping for some company. The cages were too tough, though. (bear in mind that this would grow quickly, being a 'wild' creature and not a slow growing human or suchlike. He also had very good nourishment left over from his embryonic days, as it were) He eventually gave up, and got fed up and leapt out the window. Luckily, the vykkers lab was close to ground sucking up unfortunate captured specimens, so it wasn’t too harsh a fall. He eventually, without finding predators, fortunately found a tight cave, too small for any real predators to enter, except maybe some fleeches, but they weren’t hard to chew up, and they provided a good food source for a while, pouncing on them as they wandered past the cave entrance. He would have to sometimes wander out for water, though, and be very careful not to be attacked. He’d tried calling to Paramites and Scarbs, being able to make the same cries, but when they came, they either attacked or ignored him as he was…different to them.

OOC: Now it’s the present.

As usual, he waited near the cave entrance, just waiting for something, hopefully more than a fleech, to stumble past. Hopefully soon, maybe even someone he could befriend…
If noone comes along soon, he decides, he's now hopefully strong enough to defend himself against many threats...at least, thats what he hopes.

OOC: Hmm, I like your profile Zerox. Welcome, anyway. Hope you have a nice time here. We are just waiting for some other posts on the new rules, or something. We sort of need time to fly.

Just keep going with this RPG following the current rules.

OOC: Okay, shall I carry on a bit, or does someone else want to...?

OOC: Fine then, I'll try and carry on a bit. Don't expect much, though. Sorry about the doble post, mainly to sort of freshen the thread up so people know that I added something...

...and so, uh...um...(OOC: I need a name. How about...Shryke? At least for now...) 'Shryke' wandered out of his cave to the watering hole, trotting so as to get there and back relatively quickly, before any large predators or packs could ambush him. Half-heartedly attempting to grab the fleeing Elums legs, being fast, but would be a nice change of prey if he could get hold of one (OOC: Shryke, of course, was seen by the Elums as they actually have eyes, as it were, and Elums were afraid of both predators, so they they decided to leg it :P). After having a good few mouthfuls and washing a little bit, he started to make his way back, feeling calmer. But he was too slow this time, as he would find out...
The Paramites immediately surrounded him, dropping down quickly on their webs in a wide ring around their chosen victim, preventing escape even if he attempted to move quickly. Shryke, thinking quickly, attempted to communicate with them, but at such close quarters, they could tell he was not one of them, and therefore prey. Smeeling like a Scrab appeared to put them off slightly. Shryke also attemped a roar at them. The Paramites flinched for a moment, and he attempted to run for it. Almost out the ring, one snapped back and lunged with its vicious fangs and caught one of his forearms as they sunk deeply in. Roaring in pain and anguish, he jerked his arm hard, then causing the Paramite pain in its mouth. It retreated, squealing at the others to follow suit. But they were in a large pack now, and afraid of nothing (exept maybe someone like Big Red or summat...or maybe meat grinders), gave chase to their quarry. Being lower to the ground, they would be able to reach into his cave, which they would normally ignore as it was generally uninviting. The water hole was up ahead. He leaped into it. The Paramites stopped. As neither Shryke nor Paramites could swim, they could only walk at certain depths, and Shryke was thus taller than them, and could narrowly evade their grasp for the time being. But they decided to bide their time. He couldn't stay there forever. He would have to come out eventually. And even if a Scrab big enough to scare them off DID come, it would also view him as food. Or, worse yet, a rival. Shryke needed help, and soon...

OOC: I'll post here for the time being. So I'll just go ahead in time.

IC: A few hours, Slurp awoke from his slumber. He had slithered out of the skull of the sleg while he had been unconsious. But the presence of more was near, but they were all familiar. They were all fleeches like him and they had noticed that he was awake. They all screeched in cheerfulness, giving him a honor, with saying, "The great hero-whom-killed-the-excintion has awoke from his slumber!".

Slurp knew why too. He had killed a sleg that could have killed all of the members of the fleech nest. And as a honor, the hero would present the body to the Fleech queen. But even so, he felt like that something was missing. He didn't know what, but at the moment, something felt like that he was standing up.

Just then, the sleg also awoke from his slumber. The fleeches screeched in fear and all tounges flung at the sleg. Slurp was going to the fling his tounge as well, but unbareable pain had struck him. He screeched in pain, with the sleg. The tounges had stopped. The sleg had screeched, not barked, and with Slurp. Some said, "Our hero-whom-killed-excintion, has shared the pain with the excintion beast! Is a spirit before us?"

Other fleeches started praising the sleg, but Slurp knew that it was not a spirit. Maybe something else. Somehow he was connected to this sleg, but he didn't know what. Suddenly, a voice of a fleech said, "Look, the spirit shares our hero's sign!" Slurp was curious, and he was right. On the sleg's forehead, there was a spade shape, just like his own. Slurp slithered near the sleg, in confusment. For the first time, he saw the actual thing on the sleg's side. It was a golden ring, with the engravement, "To Father of Max- Molt" Obiviously, this sleg had an identity.

Suddenly, the sleg barked, but Slurp understood it. It was, "Why do I feel like I'm looking into a mirror?" Slurp yelped in his understanding. Obviously, his second brain has made the sleg feel like he is him. Slurp noticed that some of the fleeches were going to attack the sleg, so he explained the sitution to his fellow fleeches. One said, "This case should be said to the queen!"

OOC: Well, since Slurp has changed, time for his profile to be changed.

Name: Slurp or Slurp 1&2
Sex: Male
Spieces: Fleech
Age: 8
Describation: Slurp is an averge Fleech. There is nothing different about him than any other, except for his spade shaped birthmarks on each head. In a recent accident, Slurp's second brain was cleared from memory and was transfered to a sleg's brain.
Equipment: Tounge and all.
Personally: Jumpy. He can give off a quite a scare to himself. He doesn't like any creature that isn't a slurg or fleech. He's pretty agressive to any threatning creatures or even non threatning creatures.
Bio: He was born in the mine, and is protecting the "nest". He was scouting the forest until the conference of the industerians. Since he has his second brain in a sleg's, we do not know of what will happen to him.

OOC: I still need help, before I can continue, pretty much. Nice idea with the whole brain thing. Will you be controlling the Sleg as a seperate character or what's happening there?

OOC: What exactly do you need help with? And my two Slurp characters are the same character, just in different bodies.

IC: Slurp 1 and 2 followed a royal servent to the Queen's area. Once he exited the enterance, he entered the Fleech nest. The nest had tons of stone cliffs, with several mine poles, and mine consturction stands. The nest's roof was covered in vines, which many fleeches swinging on them. The queen was on the largest stone cliff and the Slurps both had to climb all the way up. Since Slurp 2 was a sleg, he couldn't swing the vines. For Slurp 1, it was very hard to slither and keep up with Slurp 2.

Slurp 2 observed his surroundings. Many fleeches were studying him, which he never experienced. Some would attack him, which made him bleed more. It weren't for Slurp 1, he would be dead by now, but Slurp 1 would screech at them for doing that. At the moment, Slurp 2 was not very happy being a sleg.

Several painful minutes, they fianlly reached the Fleech Queen. She had a very big lump on her back, with a Scrab skeleton behind her, with tons of eggs in it. Most of her royal servents stayed with her for their lives, since they were her mates. Slave mates, more like it.

The queen screeched in horrified disgust, "What is this live beast doing in my presense?!"

The royal servent replied, "Please, your highness, this hero has tamed the beast to be ours! He even understands us!"

The queen settled down and said, "Well, you are the hero then. Well then, it's time for you to have an advanced assignment. Our spies have seen the mudokon base and the refusal foot men and the news is not good. The strange floating eye have made it's report and the foot men plan to take over the mine. But the mystic men plan to do something with us and we need to do attack as well. So your assignment is to help us and attack. You'll join the offense now. Any questions?"

Slurp knew what foot men and mystic men were, but he had strange memories of them being called "mudokons", "green bird men" or "glukkons", and sometimes, "Damn greeds!". But he knew not to correct the queen, so he just bowed his head, with Slurp 1. Slurp 1 said, "This is an honor. We will fight for our very lives to serve this nest." Slurp 2 felt insulted to be considered a seperate being. But he would more time later to argue. At the moment, they would have to find the battle unit area.

OOC: I need help with my Paramite problem, as it were. Maybe if a Fleech just 'hapened' to startle them. Or maybe an abnormally large Scrab...*shot*

Okay, this is sort of updating the thread so people notice I've posted, as well as asking a bit more for some help or SOMETHING to happen around where I am (apart from me being savagely ripped to shreds by multitudes of Paramites, obviously) to get rid of the stupid things, because there's not all that much I can do myself to get out of this, really...

OOC: Sorry, but with homework and RP in W@RF really can suck time out of you. Besides, I can't really help. Slurp doesn't have spidey senses, nor those anybody else. This RPG may lead a future of mishap, but as long there are two members, we are all right.

IC: Slurp was lead by a new royal servent, even though he remembered where the offense base was. The offense was a group of fleechs that had been through a lot, such as fighting mudokons and scrabs. Since normal fleechs would hunt for the queen and themselves, they had to serve themselves as well. Some devoured just nearby chimpunks or bolamites.

However, fleeches like these are not known to be nice. Some were reported to cause callopses in the mine and others were reported to attack fleeches and slurgs. Though that these terroist acts have their consqueses, none were to be punished. Some had their mysterious ways of getting out of these situtions, others had cleaned up their act. But in more ways than one, all the fleeches on the offense were unpunishble.

As Slurp went on to the offense base, he noticed how there was rocks where there shouldn't be. Like where there was a passage way to the outside, a mountain replaced it. Where there were remants of the queen's food, there was a hill of rocks, stacked together.

Fianlly, the offense appeared before them. They were on an area full of mining saws and bones, which made the place more suitable for nasties, like the offense. There was several overgrown fleeches, some smaller than normal, but all bulky for average. There was even a purple, overgrown fleech. He was the known leader and not for his color. He served for the queen longer tghan anyone has and had been rumored that he took out half the FTPC. (Flesh Thristy Paramite Community) But that's a different story.

As Slurp entered their region, many of the fleeches screeched at Slurp 2. The royal servent quickly responded before the fleeches could react, "Please brothers and uncles, this sleg has been trained by our new hero!"

But the fleeches did not mind the fleech's words, saying, "No sleg enters this pack without us deciding to do so!" Slurp 1 gasped, when the leader said, "Attack the hideous beast! He is not one of us!"

With tounges reaching their wrath on Slurp 2, Slurp 1 tried to calm the group down, but no such luck. Slurp 2 groaned in pain, but Slurp 1 had intense pain. He screeched in the air, "You imbiciles, your cruel, black hearts have not seen the ways of using a sleg on our defense!"

The leader stopped flicking his tounge and made the rest do the same. He roared, "You sir, are the poorest excuse for an offender! We are protecting danger from our base, not letting it in! If you are as great as duke here says, can you prove yourself as a fleech? Duel one of my fleeches. If you kill him first, your pet stays. If you die, your pet has no purpose."

Many of the fleechs grinned in appeal. A duel was uncommon, so this was a pleasent event to watch. Slurp 1 gulped in afraidness. If he lost he dies twice, which shouldn't be a surprise. One of the fleeches stepped before, which didn't look pleasent. It was a fleech that was smaller than him, but had a second head on one side. He grinned in impulsing way, showing two set of teeth. Slurp 1&2 knew who this was and Mutant wasn't a guy of letting it easy.

OOC: I was sort of hoping at least that you'd randomly pass by and do something. Also, we really need alot more people to interact with, since particularly our stories are completely set apart, and that we'd not really be able to interact with each other in partcular much, to the extent that this is getting rather pointless.
Wow, I wasn't aware fleeches could be so...smart :P

OOC: Slurp's story begins with fleeches. I'm trying to make him look like he didn't come out of nowhere. But I plan to interact with your character.

I tryed to make Slurp's society so advanced than other fleechs'. Fleeches have also made most of their ideas from their former masters. But the new fleeches might have feeble lives lately. But what ever. I don't want this RPG to die very soon. Trust me. In the two posts, I promise to interact with you.

IC: Slurp 1 prepared himself before he decide to attack. But there was the crowd. Several fleeches cheered Mutant on. As Slurp started to grow more less confident, the purple fleech yelled, "Duel between Slurp and mutant begin shall, now!"

Slurp suddenly realized that fleeches didn't give others time to wait. It was all up to him to continue his life, but to kill another. But even so, Mutant made the first move. He used his one face, to wrap his tounge around Slurp's throat. Suddenly, air did not come to either Slurps. Slurp knew that he couldn't lose so quickly, so he wrapped his tounge around Mutant's tounge. With incredible speed, he unwrapped it and it went back to his mouth. Because of the speed, Mutant's tounge started to bleed extermly well. He screeched in pain and placed his tounge back inside. At the same time, other fleeches screeched in displeasure. Slurp couldn't easily resisit, so Slurp 1 screeched back, "Hey, I can beat you all if I wanted to!"

At the same time, Mutant lunged himself at Slurp 1. Slurp 1 used his quick reflexs, to wrap his tounge around Mutant's two head side. It wasn't long before Mutant fought back, by flipping over and biting Slurp's second head. Screaming, Slurp layed down in pain. Slurp knew that he must have lost. But he remembered that the one killed each other won, so he had a chance. Mutant's grip continued, but Slurp 1 flung his tounge into Mutant's mouth. He tried to grab something, but then, he found a stomach. muutant screeched in more pain, while the crowd screamed in displeasure. It was like Slurp 1&2, feeling the same pain.

Unexpectly, Mutant shouted, "No more! I give up!" He slithered back to the crowd, when Slurp let go. With both Slurps were surprised, the purple fleech, "You have proved yourself well. But you are not going to join us, this is a normal test to all soliders." Slurp wasn't surprised that there wasn't a whole lot of them. "Your first test, is to report to us the current progress of the foot men. Do it now!"

Slurp 1&2 left without a single word. Slurp hadn't been in the club for long, but he had hated the club already.

HHEEELLLOOOOOOOO
 

OOC: Poor Slurp.
Anyway, I'll try and get the message across...
ANYONE APART FROM SLAVELESS READING THIS PLEASE JOIN OR CARRY ON IN THIS THREAD, BECAUSE WE REALLY NEED MORE THAN 2 PEOPLE, BECAUSE OTHERWISE IT'S FAIRLY POINTLESS. SO JOIN RIGHT NOW!!!
Hopefullt that'll work. It better work, otherwise I'll get pretty annoyed, because everyone just sort of died here.

OOC: I send a pm to Slig_Cake. He is the only alive member, besides OK, that still posts. Maybe I can advertise it to in my sig.

IC: Slurp thought about the sitution very carefully. Only a few minutes ago, several fleeches cheered for Slurp being alive, but fleeches in the offense would like it better if he dead. It made him feel like there was no hope for him. But he remembered that others lives were just as bad, so he figured not to complain.

As he left the enterance, Slurp thought about his next plan. He would go to somewhere the foot men might want to find their resourses easily. The watering hole was the only place where the wild life can get water. Plus, people can hunt there, since everyone goes there.

As soon Slurp has reached the watering hole, he saw that there was a group of paramites around the water and a freakish creature in the water. Slurp recogonized the creature to be part of the mudokon legends. Maybe it was a true legend and this was actually a creature of power! He had to stop the paramites, so Slurp 2 howled to the moon and revenged. The paramites screeched in anger and ran towards Slurp 2. Slurp 1 went behind the paramites and attacked them. The paramites turned around and went to Slurp 1. Slurp 2 attacked the first paramite and killed it, while Slurp 1 tripped the other three paramites. Slurp 2 killed another before they could react, while Slurp 1 swallowed another paramite.

The final paramite screeched in horror in the two dead buddies of his. He ran in horror, into forest. Slurp 1 used his tounge to get across the water, using the rocks on the water. He fianlly got to Shryke and said to him, "Hey man, are in need of help?"

Reur (Big red) regained consiousness. He wandered through the forest blindly not knowing how to reach the great white scrab. For hours he trudged north until he came to the edge of a cliff face. Below him was a great plain stretching out far into the horizon. The scrab could not see all this but could sense the environment was changing. He knew he was getting close to his destination.

OOC: YAY! Another person!

Shryke looked (he has no eyes though :P) down at the Fleech. It didn't appear frightened or trying to attack him. Shryke was rather puzzled at tis behaviour. The fleech was screeching at him, while in the background an odd, unfamilier, odd thing was charging around, chewing on the remains of the previous threat, the Paramites. Unfortunately, even though Shryke was in verse with Scrab's and Paramite's, he could not decode what the screeching of the Fleech was, that is, if it was actually attempting to communicate with him. But Shryke realised that these two oddities HAD saved his life, so he didn't feel it would be right eating the Fleech. He was fed up with Fleeches anyway. But then there was this new creature, but this one was far more fearsome than any lone Fleech, and it had dispatched two Paramites easily enough, taking them by surprsie. And they had both appeared at the same time and attacked the Paramites, meaning they were most likeley in league with each other, meaning it wouldn't be wise to attack either of them, even if the Fleech was feeble, he didn't like the sesne of that other thing. But, they seemed nice enough to him, and weren't threatening him right now. They semed alright, so Shryke attempted an ackowledging screech towards the Fleech, saying thanks, if it even vaguely understood.

OOC: Slig_Cake, I thought your character is called Big Red.

IC: Slurp 1 jumped at Shryke's howl and nearly lost his memory of trying to be friendly. Apperently, the beast had understood some part his sayings, supposung that the two can commuicate. But since the creature had not spoken Fleech, he supposed that it would be impossible to talk to each other.

But just as he was going to say something, Slurp 2 barked, "Come on, we have a job!" Slurp 1 also jumped in surprise, but realized that Slurp 2 had still been able to talk to Slurp 1. Just as he was going to leave, he remembered that another beast on their side would be helpful. Slurp 1 nudged his head, in a motion to say, "Come on!". Slurp 1 bounced after Slurp 2, waiting if the beast would follow.

Shryke thought that it would be worth following the Fleech. The Fleech and it's companion (he sensed some strange connection between the two) could offer protection. Besides, he had been looking for some company, and he got it, fortunately. He had a quick wash and drink and began to follow, when suddenly, a huge Sea rex leapt at him from the (very big) lake. Shryke only just got out the way as it collapsed down. He recognised the thud, as he had heard it several times before in the forest, usually followed by the screeching of Elums and other creatures. But this time, the huge creature had misjudged its leap, and gone a bit too far, and was now stranded. Shryke attempted to beckon his two companions other with a screech and a wave of an arm in the Sea rex's vague direction. He gave the thing a good kick in the face, peeved, before some closer inspection of it, and what to do with it, whether leave it, or kill it for food, or what to do. He'd have to be quick though, the promise of large amounts of meat would draw other carnivores, particularly the bigger, more danerous specimens of Scrab's. He again, attempted to beckon the two, quickly.

Slurp 1&2 saw that the Searex jump out of the lake and onto the the shore. Slurp 2 didn't know what to do with the Searex, for he had sensed that his body had already disgested food. Slurp 1, on the other hand, had not aten for hours, but couldn't eat the Searex. A Fleech could only eat so much and a Searex would be impossible to swallow whole. Their new companion, on the other hand, proved to have the strength to kill the Searex, but he didn't seem so interested in the creature anyway. Leaving the Searex was another problem. To leave it out in the open, would not make the watering hole very safe for other creatures. More predators and scavengers would come to eat, making other animals endangered to more monsters. There could also be a collsion between Scrabs and Paramites.

On the other hand, industerials could come to visit, since he had memories of the walk men looking for new animals to kill. Next, they could kill at least one of the walkmen and let the other go off. Then, they could chase after the walk men, and find their hideout. And all they had to do, was make sure the Searex was still the bait and other animals did not interfere. Slurp 2 barked out his logic, but Slurp 1 jumped again and almost attacked Slurp 2, before realizing he was attacking himself. He nodded in agreement and screeched to Shryke, "We stay." Since he did not know if he understood him or not, he released his tounge and pointed it to the ground. Slurp 2 next went into the forest, but kept his distance close to the watering hole.