OOC: With Mr.Odd's approval, I'd like to add a new character who was featured in Mr.Odd's "Tales of a Mercenary" fanfic (the same story that Khain is from).
Name: Vance Age: 28 (Earth years) Species: Slig Appearance: Basic worker slig, has a huge scar on his chest. Personality: Does not like to talk much, but is more than willing to help those in need. History: Born in Barracks 104, Vance had seen some of the most tragic, cruel, and vile things happen in that barracks. he was then sent to the Magog prison for defending a group of mudokons. he was later broken out of prison with the help of Khain and some other inmates. after he escaped he lived two years in hiding from the law, but then found his way to the Velon mercs. after a few missions with Khain and the mercs, he soon was separated from the others. Taken for dead, Vance then learned to survive in the wilderness while looking for civilization. IC: Nimol raised a hand, "Typo, there you are... I was just looking for you". Nimol was about to ask about Hydra when he heard a noise nearby, he ushered Typo to the nearby wall and gave a silent order to the robots to stay put. Nimol turned the corner to see a worker Slig covered in dust. Nimol held his weapon steady, "Step into the light". This Slig was pretty normal as far as things went, but he looked a bit underfed. Nimol noticed a large scar on the Slig's chest which had to be quite an old wound. The Slig walked closer, "Hi there, I'm Vance". Nimol walked towards him and held out his hand, "Nimol. So, you okay?". Vance nodded, "Yeah, I was just crashing here for a while. So... you with the Outlaw that came here a while ago?". Nimol nodded, "They went back to the village. Want to come?". Vance nodded again, he walked around the corner to see Typo. Vance smiled, "Oh, hiya. I'm Vance". Meanwhile Nimol started pacing up and down the room, "What's taking Hydra so long?". The blue and yellow robots started moving, "Motion Detected: Object getting closer". Nimol and Vance turned their heads to see... |
OOC: Really REALLY sorry for lateness .... and short Chief Wapi-LESS post ....
IC: The computer Hydra snorted as Typo left the room. "Hmph .... that slig would leave me here by myself?! Such manners!" The little grub in the computer faded away from sight in a blue and green static blurr. The real Hydra, done messing around with the computer, popped out of her hiding place in the shadows .... Out where Nimol, Typo, Agro, and the new slig were at, a large blue and green static blurr appeared above the ground ..... the thing continued its green and blue static until it formed in the shape of Hydra, green grubb in blue robes. She was floating in mid-air. "What took ME so long?" |
Nimol turned around to see... Hydra. "Oh, there you are. In that case, let's get going". Vance walked over to Hydra and introduced himself. Nimol had a stiff neck from all this sneaking around. He placed a hand on his neck and tried to relieve some tension. As his neck gave a small cracking noise, he groaned a bit but felt better.
Now Nimol would have to think of a formation which would offer the most protection. "I think the strongest two Sligs should be at the front when we walk back, that's me and Vance". Vance agreed, "We should get the robots to cover us from the rear, because they have long range sensors". Nimol nodded, "Okay. Yellow robot, guard Typo. Blue robot, guard Agronack". Nimol looked at Hydra, "Your movement can confuse the robots sometimes, so I'll keep you in the middle of the formation with Agronack. Okay then, let's move off". Nimol and Vance stepped forward to form the start of the defensive line back. Vance took up his rifle and held it loosely forwards. Nimol withdrew his pistol, spun it a few times and then held it while moving forwards. |
IC: Typo saw Hydra appear out of nowhere. Typo had had it with all these tricks and was going to ask her to stop it, but Nimol spoke first, giving Typo time to think the better of it and be silent. Typo started to walk with the robot trailing closely behind him. Glancing at his pistol, he hoped he wouldn't need to use it.
OOC: Far too short a post for my standard, but a post it is.:D |
As the group moved onwards, the full light of the evening sunset was visible. The group continued for about a quarter of a mile when they heard some animal noises nearby. Vance turned to face Nimol. "That's a Scrab, we'd better try and stay out of it's path". Nimol nodded, he lead the group around a side-path.
Nimol looked at the back of the group. The yellow and blue robots seemed to be following at a good pace. He adjusted the straps on his backpack and walked forwards. |
Hydra personally thought that Nimol was acting paranoid if he's afraid of a journey like this, forming a group and whatnot. Hell, the entire tribe has stayed in this place without any real need for guns. She, Typo, and Agronack have ALL lived in the wetlands way longer than these two newbie sligs (nimol & vance). What do they know about this place at all? Whatever .... She can complain later .....
Hydra stayed in the middle of the group. Her feet literally has not touched the ground since she reunited wih the entire group. The grubb was sitting in mid-air, crossed legged indian-style, and floating about with the group. Passing time, and for much entertainment, Hydra slipped her green hands into her long blue sleeves. Out of the sleeves, three tennis balls plopped out. Without doing anthing, Hydra juggled the tennis balls in mid-air! ------------------------------------------------ Chief Wapi didn't wait for the mudokon and the outlaw to get started on fishing. The big bro slig simply shoved the new guys aside. Wapi was hungry, but he also came for a nice swim, and that's what he'll sure as hell get! "You two get those lines in dah water! Or else I'll use you all as bait!" The mammoth slig snorted and slowly crawled in the mucky water ...... perfect ..... |
Can I join?
I thought ahead and made my character anyways XD. Name: Slusk Species: Mudoken Age: 19 (Earth years) Gender: Male Appearance: A skinny mudoken that has a sandish green skin, yellow eyes, and a dark brown pony tail. He has a loin cloth, which is brown (obviously). Personality: Most of the time he is shy and doesn't really talk much. However he is very kind and can make friends easily. He doesn't have much skills but hopes to learn how to fish. He hates Outlawz. History: He came to Akuafobeea because he ran away from Outlaw Slavers that were trying to sell him off. He escaped, however he got caught and he was half-drowned by his cruel master. He drifted aboard a piece of large drift wood and found the small village nearby. He lived in Akuafobeea since he was 11 (Earth years) and was scared of the water since that event. He hopes to learn how to fish without getting close to deep waters. |
OOC: I’m sure you can, welcome.
IC: Agronack continued to walk with the group. He didn’t like being in the middle like he was defenseless, so he walked ahead. “did you say your name was Vance? Your name seems familiar.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------- When Fawkes reached the lake, she saw Chief Wapi swimming. The Outlaw and Mudokon were still standing. Fawkes walked over and dropped the fishing stuff. She picked up a pole and bait, then walked closer to the water and released the line into the water. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
Vance looked at the tennis balls in mid-air and chuckled, "That's right. So... you're a mudokon shamen? What kind of place are we going to then?". Nimol looked towards Vance, "It's a small village by the river, Akuafobeea. The leader is a Big Bro Slig called Chief Wapi".
A few minutes later, the group had arrived at the edge of the village. Nimol brought the supplies to his hut where he would check what he brought back and then distribute it to the other villagers. Vance stayed with the group, he looked at Agronack and Typo, "So where can I find the other villagers?". |
Slusk was trying to cook a leg he tore off a dead paramite over a fire near his small hut on the outskirts of the village. The fire crackeled as he shoved another piece of dryed drift wood into the fire. He was actually pretty hungry by the time he finished roasting the paramite leg. "Ah, lunch!" Slusk said as he bit into the leg. He wasn't very good at cooking, but it was satisfying. He noticed that a small group had arrived at the edge of the village. Slusk finished his meal and decided he would go and see them.
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Holy crap....Someone else has joined. And it seems yall decided to mass post while I was on vacation. Sorry about missing your birthday Fili, but happy birthday anyways. My mom was married in LA. But, does someone mind informing me what the hell is going on, because I really don't know where to start my characters at, sense it's been awhile. Or should I make new characters completly? >_<
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OOC: Firstly, you should put OOC before your post, to indicate that it's not a part of the character roleplay. Secondly, since your characters have been introduced and are not part of the story, it would not be wise to start again. I would recommend you to just read what's happened since you were away and then respond. Most of the roleplaying hasn't actually effected you. You'll want to read Chief Wapi and Fawkes' dialogue most of all.
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OOC: sorry for my long absence
IC: "well Khain should be hanging around here somewhere. as for the chief, i'm not sure where he is." Agronack walked away from the group and headed twoard his hut. OOC: sorry for the short post. also i'm going on vacation again. i'll be back in 3-4 days. |
Hey guys. I figure sense i'm lost in this thing sense there's been like 4 full pages of post sense my last IC post, I'm going to take a break of this whole oddworld RPing until another one comes out, hopefully soon. I don't see any point of my characters necessity in this one so, yeah...Good luck to the RP though. I'm going to be focusing in on my fanfic and the imaginary world i'm creating. I may post some stuff about it in unrelated art or w/e it is called.
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OOC: I'm disappointed in you stonetooth. All you had to do was look at Chronicler's responses, which are only about 0.25 pages long. I thought for sure that you'd have much more endurance than that. I could even make a summary for you if you like? Well, if you think leaving is best, good luck with the fanfics, no hard feelings.
As for everyone else, please stop all this "omg sorry I havent posted for ages, bla bla bla", I'm sick and tired of seeing it everywhere. Either you post, or not. Sorry for sounding mean but it does get annoying when every other post is saying the exact same thing. I don't mind OOC, as long as it doesn't become tedious or repetitive. Try to avoid posting only OOC as well, because it doesn't progress the story at all. IC: Vance started looking around the village for Agronack's hut. Maybe his mind was playing tricks on him, but he could smell a familiar scent and had a strange feeling of deja vu. Nimol meanwhile headed for Chief Wapi. "Chief Wapi, we have returned from our trip. We have obtained two robotic mechanoids and medical supplies. We have also rescued a fellow Slig who seems to have some connection with Agronack". Nimol looked towards Flurgel and Jurgo, "Chief, I think you went too far with your chat this time. They look like they're only a hair's length away from leaving the village. Can't you see what they've been through?". Nimol soon realised what he was saying, and to who. "Oh, um. Sorry Chief, but that's how I feel. I shall be going now". Nimol bowed to the Chief before leaving to his hut. "Time to investigate these medical supplies and setup these robots". Vance peered through Agronack's hut, he followed the familiar scent to a hut near the center of the village. He looked through the hut's window and saw a very familiar face, "Khain?!". |
OOC Meh, mr.odd convinced meh' with his message I suppouse. I will try for as long as I can. He said I'm fishing or something like that and yall just got back from the factory... >_< Sorry for making Chronicler wait for posting. :D Makes me feel special. And you seem like a overbearing parent AlexFili because of that first sentence. "I'm disappointed in you Stonetooth."
IC Jurgo and Flurgel sat out by the small pond that wasn't filled with industrial trash. Flurgel was fishing for a healthy fish with his new fishing rod that he made. Jurgo on the other hand, hated fishing, and was cutting up a piece of wood. Flurgel sat and stared out into the distance, "I wonder what the other guys found at the factory." he said to himself. Jurgo took it as a conversation in progress so he said, "Meh. Why should we care? We won't be here for much longer." "Well...About that...I don't plan on leaving." Flurgel said awkwardly. "What?!? You said we wouldn't be here for that long whenever we first got here." Jurgo said angrily. "Well...Let's just forget it, OK? I'll just be fishing." Flurgel said and continued to fish. |
OCC: in two days I will be yet on another camping trip. So I won’t try to put any one in a position where they have to wait a week.
IC: Agronack sat down at his desk, also droping the pile of paper work. Khain walked in carrying a well cooked Scrab leg “ Here you go Argo, I took the liberty of cooking dinner for the village.” Agronack took a bite of the Scrab leg. “Khain, you out done your self again. Tell me, are you feeling alright.” Khain was silent for a moment, confused as he had no idea what the shaman was talking about. “fine, why?” “never mind. Just tend to dinner.” replied Agronack. Khain walked out of the hut to make his way back to the Scrab. On his way out he saw a unfamiliar Slig peering through the window. “ hey buddy, come help me with the Scrab.” Fawkes continued to fish only catching two so far. She looked at the two newcomers to see if they were having trouble. So far one seemed to be carving the other fishing, she figured they were doing alright. As long as they were catching fish, the Chief should be ok with it. |
Nimol was searching through the medical supplies, "Benzinace, Triblorine, Flex Acid, Homunous". He picked up a light blue coloured bottle, "Oh, Arimonade". He placed it on a shelf in his hut. "Now to deal with those robots".
Nimol left the hut and approached the blue robot. He lead the robot to the north side of the village and programmed it to act as a sentry and watch out for intruders. He then walked to the yellow robot and got it to do the same from the south side. Nimol felt much safer this way. "Time for another nap". Vance was speechless, he crawled closer to the window. He looked through the window and gave a massive smile, "KHAIN! It is you!!!". He ran inside and gave a massive hug to his friend. |
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Flurgel noticed the new robotic guards and thought to himself, "Wow, this village seems to slowly start becoming more and more industrial by the day, except with a nature-like sway to it..." he had been fishing for awhile now, and Jurgo had given up on waiting for him to catch something and left back to their hut. Flurgel had also noticed the other villager fishing, and doing better than him. He thoughtfully continued to fish, looking up at the sky and holding his fishing rod. All of a sudden, a giant force pulled against the rod and he quickly hurried and strained what muscles he had to hold on. He started screaming, "Help me! Help me! I got a really big one!" as he saw a giant fish head slowly protruding from the water, pulling directly in the other way. He continued to hold on, hoping that someone would help him reel this one in... |
OOC: time to get back to the RP.
IC: Khain was confused, all the sudden some stranger hugs him? Apparently he knew him due to the fact that he knows his name. Khain gently pushed the stranger away. “ hey man, I’m sorry but I-” he then saw the scar. Immediately he knew who he was. Khain was silent for a moment, unable to find the right words of what to say to his old friend who he thought was dead. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fawkes saw Furgel was having trouble with the fish. Immediately she ran to assist him. OCC: i know it's not much, but better than nothing.:D |
Vance had a massive grin on his face. "It's good to see you, I thought we would never meet again!". Vance grabbed a piece of meat and started chewing it.
Nimol was prepared. He walked towards the blue sentry robot and opened the panel. He set in the programming directives for sentry duty. This should report back unusual discoveries and make warning noises if enemies approached. Nimol smiled and headed to the yellow sentry on the opposite side of the camp. He did the same process to this yellow robot. "Now, what was I going to do...", Nimol twiddled his thumbs as he tried to remember. "Oh yeah, watchtower". Nimol went to the forest to get some logs and twigs. |
IC: Typo was back at the village before he knew it. Fawkes seemed to be busy with a fishing pole or something. That was a little puzzling. Fawkes hadn't ever gone fishing before. Shrugging, he decided to see what Wapi was up to. It wasn't hard to spot him swimming around. His curiousity satisfied, Typo slipped away to check back with Nimol, but Nimol's house seemed devoid of life and robots alike. Curious, he spotted slig footprints in the ground leading away from Nimol's hut. After following them for about thirty seconds, he realized they were his own footprints. Deciding not to worry about Nimol, he went back to his own hut.
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Flurgel gladly took the help of the person coming over to him, and with their combined power they were able to pull the fish onto land. It was a gigantic fish, probably over one hundred pounds, and it was wriggling around on the ground, gasping to get back in the water. He stood their silently and watched as it slowly died, until finally, the giant fish stopped moving and lay there, dead. "Thanks for the help. Can you perhaps help me take this fishie here into the village, if it isn't any trouble?" Flurgel said, reaching his hand out to shake hands with Fawkes. OOC You spelled Flurgel wrong, Mr. Odd :fuzsad: |
OOC: sorry about that Stonetooth.
IC: Khain waited till Vance was done with his piece of Scrab. " I don’t know what to say. I’m surprised your not mad considering i took you for dead, not that I had any choice at the time. I’m just glad your alive, it is good to see you." Khain began walking toward the center of the village to finish preparing the Scrab. "come help me with this." he said as he walked away. Fawkes shook Flurgels hand and then grabbed one end of the fish. "so what’s with your friend he seems...angry?" Agronack studied the blue prints for a long time. he also began to create his own, modifying several key points of the factory. he finished his piece of Scrab and then decided to go for seconds. |
OOC No problemo, Odd. :P Oh and by the way, you should create a character in LIFE IN PRISON DISTRICT C!!! :D
IC Flurgel grabbed the other end of the fish and started hefting it up, walking backwards towards the village. "Well, he just quite doesn't like it here, for some reason. But then again, I guess he's just always been a grumpy fellow. It was hard for him to get used to life after his gang, and well..You know outlaws. They never forget their roots. Hopefully he'll get over it and will be happy sometime soon. Atleast he hasn't suggested leaving the village yet....." Flurgel said, accidently bumping into a tree, but regained his focus. |
OOC: You should put a link in your signature stonetooth!
IC: Vance chuckled, "Nah, I ain't dead. Nice place you have here". Vance stood up, "Oh yeah... I'll take the legs". Vance grabbed two of the Scrab legs and helped Khain carry the body. Nimol was placing four stumps in the ground to create a base for the watchtower. He fetched some water and some mud and made a sort of liquid cement. Once that was done he went to the forest and picked up some branches and twigs. As he picked up the branches, he got a nasty little splinter. "Ouch", He took out a small screwdriver and tried to pry it out. It was painful but he got rid of the splinter. |
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OOC: (facepalms) what else? :P
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IC: Khain led the way to his hut. “alright were just going to set this inside my hut, then round every body up for dinner.
Agronack finally finished the blue prints, hopefully everything will go to plan this time. He just needed to find the right parts to rebuild every thing again. He decided to go see Jurgo and see if he gathered any of parts he might need. |
IC: Vance nodded, the Scrab was heavy so he lifted his section onto the table and then sighed. "That was heavier than I thought. You'll have to introduce me to everybody!". Vance chuckled and drank from his flask.
Nimol was sweating heavily, after a few minutes of brisk work, he'd made about 25% of the base of the watchtower. Maybe he should have got the robots to help him, but it was a good workout anyway. Nimol smiled, wiped his brow and continued his work. |