Agent took her gun out of her pant leg and fired a shot into the air, making Dimitrio and Tiny run and duck under a table in fear. "WILL YOU ALL JUST STOP FIGHTING!" She screeched. She slapped her head at the sight of Tiny and Dimitrio. "Will you guys get out from under there?! You look stupid!" She loked at the gunshot hole she'd made in the ceiling. "...Oops...Uhh, no one will notice that..."

Scri glared at agent. "if you wanna take down brutus here, be my guest" she sneered. "hes the one who started this whole thing. the stupid mud-hater he is."

OOC: Last post fore i go ta bed...
IC:
Jutt: Little B***h! *Yanks out his blitzpacker* Fithy animal! Try dodging this! *Face twisted, breath hissing, he pulls the trigger and lets rip*
Jatt: B*sta*d! *Swings about and punchs Vester in the shoulder with all his strenght*
Vester: Arrh! *Jatts punch leaves a massive dent in his armour. He looks about and sees Lenny, looking like he was dead* Bring it! *They both attack and try to ram each other over*
Seb: *Nods and says* Mpphhr mphf!
Cylepso: I know! Just dont let that little slig die! *Runs towards Jutt and looks at Tiny* Oddsake boy! Your big enough! Pry those two apart! *Indicates Jatt and Vester* Or do something before someone gets killed!
*Seb darts towards Lenny and the kneels down and gave him a poke in the side of the head with his snuzi.*
Lenny:....Ahhh...My head...

Scri moved to dodge the onslaught, but one of the cans (i never thought she'd be shot with a can. nosiree.) hit her on the arm. she hissed in pain and hurled her knife at Jutt. She then let out an ear-splitting howl (think scrab shred power) and launched herelf at Jutt, straight after her knife.

OOC: Way to go... Skillyaslig, was it necessary to start with a fight? I think every character has enough to cope with, so that was rather pointless. And another thing, not just to Skillya:

I think having a second page in 18 hours could count as "flooding". I think I'll add the usual the maximum-2-posts-per-day rule to the list. I really hope I'm not posting the rules for nothing. You're supposed to read and follow them.

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#7 Slig woke up in his bed in R+R. He picked up his mask from the table next to his bed and put it on. He got into his pants and grabbed his shotgun. Then he noticed the commotion around a red-skinned Slig on the ground.

"So I didn't imagine that crash at all." he thought. He wondered what could have happened to the Slig, so he went closer. "Hey, what's going on here?" he asked the flying Slig he haven't met before.

Agent glared at Scri, while Tiny tried to hold Jatt and Vester apart. Upon hearing the gunfire, Dimitrio ducked under the table like a mudokon, while Agent fired a shot in Jutt's direction. "Alright, that's just a warning, keep it up and I'll aim right for your head and not miss boy!" Tiny rolled his eyes. "She's getting like she was at the Slig Barracks..." He muttered, trying to hold the two big bros apart. "Stop it you guys or we'll all get in trouble!"

Gore wasn't in truth that injured - but, he decided, he better make the most of it. He needn't attract any more attention to himself - it seemed no one knew who he was in here, and he ought to keep it that way. He accepted the hand up, and gave the flying slig a beaming smile.
"Thanks, much 'ppreciated. Ugh, I don't feel too well, this place is too crowded... mind if we go outside? I could use a breather... and that psychopath over there ain't helpin'..." He gave a filthy look to CD.
"I should be OK to walk, I think..." He hobbled over to the door and took a breath, then stepped just outside and leaned against the wall.

IC: "You sure you alright? If you need anything don't hesitate to ask" Slash swerved round to #7 Slig "This guy just crashed through the ceiling. Haven't the foggiest idea what's going on, but he seems alright. Dunno about the legs, but I presume it was Vykkers, I saw this kind of thing a couple of times where I used to work..." He flew back to Gore "So, what's your name, anyway?"

ooc: We seem suddenly to have afactory full of non-morning people.

IC:
Anni rolled her eyes: once more the factory was full with lots of angry sligs. Well, none of them seemed as bad as Stivik, anyway. While all the focus was on the slig in the middle of the room she got up and left.
Outside she met a slig with legs and a flying slig. She decided to be cheerful and nice, hoping these two weren't as bad as all the ones fighting in the R+R. "Hi," She said to the flying slig, "I haven't seen you before. Are you knew?"

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Somi relaxed a little when Sturg woke up. She lowered herself down form her ledge via webbing and answered, "I thought I might go straight away now thet you're awake. Then I can Anni right over here as soon as she comes out, and maybe get some food while I'm waiting."

IC: "Yeah, I'm new. I just got a job as a mechanic last night(yes!). My name's Slash...hey, if you know of anything that's damaged, I should be able to fix it. Maybe I shouldn't be talking about my job so much, I'm just eager...blugh. oh, and this here is, uh...I dunno yet. Oops"

"Uh, should we go now? I'd want to, but I'm not sure what to do about the Fuggle or whatever-it-is sleeping over there. I doubt it can take down a Scrab alone, but it seems sure of itself, and if it isn't lying I hardly want it's angry wrath on me if we leave...then again, we can just make an excuse."
He turned to Scrabbers who had entered recently "Hey, you wanna come? We're planning on an 'exploration' raid of the factory. You don't have to. If not, just be careful of the fuzz-ball down there, he's got metal teeth and some other stuff.

OOC: I shall/must attempt to resist the urge to post 'till tomorrow.

Lyuken, hearing all the commotion ran towards the direction of the noise. He quickly walked into the area and saw some people fighting and arguing. By the time he got there they seemed to calm down a little. He walked around looking for someone to help him. He walked over to a flying slig talking to a walking slig, "Excuse me? Could I have a minute? I'm looking for a job.."

IC: Scrabbers then saw Sturg, who made him jump because he just popped seemingly out of no where. Suprised, Scrabbers listened and said "Ok I will, i've always wanted to know what was inside RuptureFarms anyway." It was better than being with a creature he had never even heard of, and the metal teeth thing made Scrabbers timid of ever meeting the fuzzle. "Who is the furry ball anyway?"

OOC: Skillyaslig didn't you read the RPG rules your suppose to interact with other people's characters not create a army of your own characters and have them fight each other. Trying to understand your posts is like trying to find a needle in a hay stack.

IC:
CD-428 couldn't understand what just happened, he was about to kill this mutant that broke into the R&R when it just walked off. The mutant was underestimating how much CD-428 loathed his kind, and with a logical reason to kill him CD-428 had all he needed. CD-428 chased after the mutant screaming, "Wait!" Not looking to see if the Slig stopped or not CD-428 open-fired on the mutant(Goresplatter).
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Doe easily slipped past the Slig security that was fighting themselves and watched the Mudokon(Ike) he had felt last night. Staying in the shadows Doe followed the Mudokon worker.
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Alexander II woke up as Scrabbers entered the tower. "Were going to sneak into Rupture Farms now right?" The little Fuzzle growled inwardly, "I'm ready."
When the Scrab asked who Alexander II was the Fuzzle introduced himself, "I'm Alexander II the only surviving member of The Fuzzle Freedom Fighters."

Hearing all the fighting, Bocky runs to the Cafeteria to see a mass of Sligs and some other inhabitants fighting. Bocky spotted the two aggressors, a couple of Big Bros(Jatt and Jutt), Bocky stood taller then both of them.
The huge Outlaw grabbed both the Big Bros one with each armor plated gauntlet and shouted with his booming voice, "STOP!"

Gore was getting a little worried. He was amassing quite a crowd here.
"My name's Goresplatter, Gore for short, thanks for the hand - what's your name?" Suddenly he heard the hyperviolent slig shouting after him. He saw the gun raise and instinctively pushed the flying slig away from him while diving to the ground.
"Everyone get down!" He hit the floor, rolled and pulled out his rifle. The relatively unaimed shots didn't hit him, but, standing in the crowd as he was, he worried for the safety of those around him.
"Quit, you're outnumbered and outgunned. Drop the weapon and I won't mention your psychotics to Arnie!" Gore was aware he couldn't really do this in his present situation, but he didn't want to knock up his wanted poster from damage to factory property (RG) to murder by shooting some slig up. He stayed prone.

EDIT: Whoops, got the Exec R&R mixed up the the regular R&R.

Srci was about to give this stupid flithy lowlife slig the thrashing of a lifetime, when this giant 'thing' came out of nowhere!. her knife ricochet off the things heavy armour. she knew it was too late to stop her lunge, and she went crashing to the floor. Quick as a whip, she darted under one of the tables and clutched at her bleeding arm.

OOC: Scri dosent ususally attack, but will if someone attacks her first. she ususally just taunts the guys she dosent like.

Dionysia was out of bed in a heartbeat when the crazy clig started shooting. Stopping potential terrorists is what she did and seeing a slig attack another was a definite sign of possession!

She leapt onto CD's back, trying to use her wait to tip him over, and grabbed for his gun.

Outside in the corridor, Anni let out a cry and collapsed. Blood flowed from two bullet wounds, one on the left side of her chest and another in her left shoulder.
Jim heard her cry out and scrambled out from under the covers of his bed, then seeing the black-skinned mudokon wrestling with the slig and the two sligs outside the door his phobia kicked in and he froze.

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Somi had forgotten about the plan to infiltrate the factory and was a little annoyed by the whole thing. "I wasn't talking about going inside," She muttered.

ooc: Guys, couple of rule reminders. First, try and keep the violence down. If that means making your characters less agressive then make 'em less agressive!

Second, limit the number of posts you make per day because a lot of members can't get on so frequently or at the same time as the American crowd! Don't move any one character more than two or three times per day, just so everyone has a chance to participate.

OOC: CD-428 isn't very hostile just he has a itchy trigger finger like most Sligs, Goresplatter fell from the vents when he entered so CD-428 figured he was a intruder. CD's gun was pointed right at him when he was questioning Gore... and he just walked away. Would you just walk away from a cop with a gun pointed at you?

CD-428 struggled to keep balance, but just fell over. CD lost his gun when the Mud ripped it from him, but then CD-428 shouted, "I'm on yo side mud for brains! Get that intruder! He is getting away! Help!"

OOC: Apologies if my character was too aggresssive. It's simply that he did not hear of any accounting for the psychotic Slig Dek was chasing after yesterday (Molt) and heard strange noises from the R&R, where bigwigs and employees would likely be resting. As such, he thought that a madSlig might be in there brutalizing the big boss and innocent people, so he rushed in Rambo style.
IC:
Arrack floated in a nameless, watery world between consciousness and sleep. It resembled his inner psyche, his deepest memories and thoughts, but it was cold, foreboding, inferior, poor, with the stench of horror and death permeating the smallest thing. He reached to the roof of the world, causing a muscle to twitch, which in turn se off a reaction causing his whole arm to lift for but a brief second, then fall again. The whole world then grew silent, with only him as the source of its sounds. None of the watery eerinees, not even the disturbing backdrop. Silence.

Then it hit him. It hit him and stung him, as if he was on fire. A sudden flash. Falling feathers. A strange black object hitting a wall. They played like screeching Scrabs, and it felt as though they repeated, though he only saw them once. Then another hit. This time, it was an unusual scream, a piercing one of absolute agony. Then, a final vision played. A strange sob, that seemed to come from another dimension.

The visions ceased, but the strange sounds still played. Arrack screeched, a giant armoured creature then flashing, then making itself substantial. He then whirled towards the golden top of the world, and passed through like a ghost.

In the real Oddworld, Arrack furiously moved his head, trying to remove a strange tube near it, and screamed like a horrible beast, viciously eying an Intern near a monitor.
He yelled;
"Paramite Muffin Mind Control! I KNEW IT! You and your fellow conspiracities, mindless love drone, shall all meet your just ends! And by my hand, I shall render this lab of evil apart! Death to the Transexual-Agnostic Homosexual Vykker Confederacy of so called Good! Death to you and your shoeless Glukkon nudist buddies!"

Jutt: GET OFF OF ME! *Rips himself from the things grip, completely off of his head. He fires wildly the bullets flying everywhere*
Jatt: Let me go! Stupid Jutt! Stop-
CRACK!
Jatt: AHH! *7 cans smash into his left leg and he falls over* Damnit Jutt! Stop!
Cylepso: Seb, for Oddsake do some-*Yelps then gets thrown backwards as a can smashes into her forhead and knocks her clean out*
Seb: *Salutes and then opens a trap on his snuzi and pulls out a long needle filled with green liquid* Mpphm mhhsp.
Lenny:....ahh, whats happening? *Sits up weakly*
Vester: Lenny! *Heaves himself from Tinys grip and streckes over to Lennys side* Are you alright?!
Lenny: Yeah, Im fine...
Seb: *Walks calmly past Jatt, whos cursing on the floor and over to Jutt. Stands next to him and then rams the needle right into his main neck vein.*
Jutt: Wha..? *Spins about and glares at Seb* Why did you do that for?! You stupid Intern! Your not gonna keep me from killing that mud and all those...little...faeries...*Stares at the ceiling lights and makes swatting motions* Little...bright...faeries...with tiny...wings like...stars and...jems...*Falls over with a massive crash and grins stupidly* Little...shinny faeries...

OOC: Dont worry, Jutt wont be hurting anyone from now on. Jatt takes care of that...

Scri, who was admittedly feeling light headed now, poked her head out from under the table and saw the buteish bigbro fall. she let out a small screech of victory and sat back up on the table, grinning stupidly. "what a fantastic start to my first day" she said, flailing her arms a bit, not seeming to care that she was bleeding profusely.

Agent muttered and put her gun back, yanking Dimitrio out from under the table. "Oh come on, it's just a little gunfire!" She looked at Tiny who was holding his head and trembling in fear. "I-is it over?" "Yeah, duh!....Uhh, looks like Cy got hurt...." She dragged her by the arms and left her under a table. "We'll just wait until she wakes up later..." Dimitrio shook his head and looked at the gunshot marks around the room. "Riiiight, where's the food in this place?"

IC: Slash was surprised at the sudden commotion. He attempted to stop it all "Hey, hey, hey! What's the problem!? Surely this can be solved through conversation, gentlesligs?"

Oh. Sturg must've made a mistake "Oh, right. Maybe we should wait 'till later, they're bound to be moving around alot. Maybe we should wait until they're on their posts? But otherwise, it's gonna be kind of boring again..."

OOC: :)Never mind, made a mistake.

Jatt: Oh this is great, the one day when I’m actually enjoying myself, what happens? My bro goes mad and I get attacked and shot…*Struggles to stand, as his front left leg is ruined* Oddamnit…*Places his arms on the ground and uses his other legs to stand up, wobbling violently* …Stupid pants should be bullet proof…Stupid stupid Jutt!
Jutt: *Still lying on the ground and grinning stupidly* Ahh…little…faeries…
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Vester: So you are alright?
Lenny: *Sits up and rubs his jaw* Yes, ive just got a bruse on my jaw where that fellow hit me…*Looks at Vester and sees all the dents in his dark armour* What happened to you?
Vester: I hit that slig that punched you…
Lenny: Oh…*Sees Scri and waves wildly* HEY! You alright?!
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Cylepso:*Out cold*
Seb: *Looks over at her and then signs and puts the needle back into his gun, while rolling his eyes*

Srci spotted lenny waving at her, and her dazed state called back "I'M FINE YOU GUYZ! JUST A BIT HURT!......." then she collapsed on the table, a grin still on her face.

OOC: and with that, shes not going to bother anyone for a while. betcha all glad huh?

OOC: Uh, Slash is actually in the R+R with Gore, not in the cafeteria. The commotion he is talking about the Gore situation.

IC: Scrabbers asked Sturg "We could wait till it is dark, then the sligs will be on night watch and a little sleepy and we could come in." Scrabbers went into the room and waited for night time or until something came up.

ooc: I hope you guys noticed that Anni got shot by the bullets Gore dodged.
Are they just outside the R+R or actually still inside?

IC:
Dionysia scrambled away from the slig, gripping his gun and, when she was just out of his reach, stopped where she was, aiming at him, "Uhuh, cus Gore was the one shooting everybody."
Then she looked up at the two sligs by the door. "One of you get Arnie or that number guy or somethng!" She said, half to them and half to CD, "Now if I see a slig try and shoot another for no reason I start thinking he could be possessed."

Anni was on the ground, clutching her chest, moaning, blood flowing from her wounds.
Jim, meanwhile, was trying to convince himself to move and help her. He was edging slowly towards the door, praying the sligs wouldn't look in his direction.

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Somi headed for the door. "Well I'm going up to the factory to get some food anyway. Come or not."


ooc: For some reason when I imagine Dionysia talking now she's suddenly picked up an accent she didn't have in part 6. Odd, that...

OOC: Just outside the R+R I think.
IC:

Gore got up as soon as he was sure CD was under control. He ran over to Anni and knelt at her side. All his training told him to cauterize the wound to stop bleeding, but people would likely frown upon him jamming a cigar into her chest wound without an explanation. He ran to the bedroom and back, fetching a bed sheet. He began to tie it round the wounds, when he looked up at Jim suddenly.
"Hey, could you come over here and help with this please, buddy?"
He didn't know of Jim's phobia, so just looked down and waited slowly for a hand with the delicate work. Someone else would have to take the wounded to the lab, too - he would need an excuse to leave as soon as possible.

(OC: Now to catch up...)

IC: Aida was abruptly awoken from a rather fitful sleep by gunshots. Her first instinct was to curl up and become a smaller target; which she did immediately. Stilling her breath- which was wanting to quickly become panicked- she threw her arms over her head, not being able to avoid the sudden memories of her last job and the experiences she had had with sligs.

Dionysia squeezed the trigger and fired a shot over the slig's shoulder. "You're not going anywhere near the boss. What's to stop you trying to kill him if you are possessed?" She smiled spitefully, "I'm sure you understand our caution."

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Jim froze when Goresplatter adressed him. For what seemed like ages he was frozen, staring at the slig, images of pain whizzing through his mind. Then suddenly another slig grabbed the one with legs by the arm and it turned away. Almost at once Jim scrambled forward like a loosed spring, and dived for Anni.
At her side he pulled away her arm from her chest. With the kind of factories he'd lived in before coming here he'd seen a lot of bullet wounds and, though he was no expert, He was fairly sure that her wounds wouldn't kill her as long as she got medical attention quickly.
He didn't dare turn around for fear he'd freeze up again, but he shouted, "Please, help! She needs help, quick!"
He wasn't strong enough to carry her himself, but maybe one of the sligs could manage it. He winced at the thought but there wasn't much choice. If only they'd stop arguing and do something!

ooc: Hey, just as something to consider, do you think the vykkers and interns should have their own R+R, maybe behind the lab? I can't really imagine them in the main R+R, and they never go in there anyway :p So yeah, say what you think and I might stick it on the next version of the map. And it would explain where Dek and Slap spent the night.

IC: "Yikes! Un-neccesary gunfire! Oh the horror!" Charles yelped, and threw himself down onto the floor covering his head with his hands to avoid the massive ammounts of bullets flying everywhere. When he just thought the gunfire was over, he rose up, and got shot in his back by one of the bullets that Goresplatter dodged. He screamed out in pain as blood was flowing out of his back. His eyes went to a "light-pink" colour and his skin went white and he fell down onto the floor, motionless. Still breathing and able to see, he tried to scream for help but his tentacles at the mouth just wouldnt move when he tried. For every second that went, his view got blacker and blacker until it faded away totally in a black void. He was still awaken, but couldn't see. He could hear his heart slowly going in his chest. He could hear voices around in the room, but he could not see or move any part of his body. He felt that he was lying on a cold, hard metal floor with his legs almost detached from his tail.

OOC: Wow, this is a lot of posts to deal with!

IC:

Ralph saw Anni fall to the ground and decided that there were more than enough people handling the slig, so someone needed to help that mudokon, but with all the commotion he had a struggle getting to her. By the time he did, another mudokon (Jim) had also just reached her and shouted out

"Please, help! She needs help, quick!"

Ralph quickly reached down to her good arm and helped her up (his enhanced strength made this no problem), then spoke to Jim, "Come on! I can manage her but I don't know where to go."

OOC: Oh, and I almost forgot, that sounds like a good idea, Splat, in fact that was how I saw it anyway (even though it wasn't on the map :p)

OOC: It's called flooding, Gretin :P

IC: Sturg merely got up and followed Anni out.

Slash was...well, this was utter chaos at the moment. He ought to do what he could to help for now. He saw Charles get shot, so he flew down and scooped him up (leaving the pants) "Are you alright, buddy?"

Gore wheeled as CD touched him, about to send a swinging fist into his gut, but it appeared Dionysia had gotten there before him - only with hard, cold lead. He couldn't help but stifle a chuckle. Addressing CD, he said,
"Who do you think you are, anyway? You ain't above me. Also, get to the labs. You better not bleed on any of the beds here," then, turning to address Dionysia, "Hey, thanks for the hand - I owe you... two now, I think. I think you're right about this guy - definitely possessed, we oughta check him," and smiled. Suddenly his short memory remembered the injured Mudokon. He turned around do discover another who had been shot in the back. He slapped his face and was attacked by guilt. It seemed like wherever he went, there was trouble. His thoughts began to wander to turning himself in. Would Arnie a nice enough guy to give him a second chance?

OOC: seems like alot of people are getting hurt this morning. Which chars are in the cafateria at the moment? my gurl needs rescuing if you woud be so kind. also, i'm going back to school on monday, so i wont be posting as much. bet splats happy xD

EDIT: Warning Warning, Scri the mudokon is on a table bleeding, please remove her before consuming food in the cafateria, as not to brake food and safety regulations, thankyou.

OOC: Well, there is already some kind of sleeping quarters in the Labs. And Slap spent the night monitoring (at least according to Slaveless' wishes in a PM he sent me).
EDIT: Damn! Sorry, Houston, we had a problem. I got the regular R&R and Executive R&R mixed up! As such, I've edited some of my previous posts, and cleaned things up a bit. Could we just rewind things a bit and say Praetyre is still at the Hub door?