Work at Rupture Farms (v.8)
After a month of… vacation, let’s say, W@RF is starting up again. I’ve noticed that some of you missed the thread in the past few weeks. I hope none of you got too bored without Rupture Farms. I enjoyed this break, I used the time to concentrate on university business and deviantArt. But time’s up, RPers are demanding the return, so… it’s time for the 8th part of Work at Rupture Farms.
Here are the usual rules, with a few additional paragraphs. What is W@RF? W@RF stands for the RPG Work at Rupture Farms. The 1st version was started on the 10th October 2002, and it has been going since. What about the background and the story? The old Rupture Farms was reopened by a Glukkon named Arnie, and employed everyone who wanted to work in the factory. Gaining profit was always the main goal, but life is not just about working... well, at least when you're sleeping in R+R. Arnie has decided to treat his mudokons nicely, hoping this wil keep the terrorists away. How can I join? Write a profile in the following form: Name: (Do I need to explain?) Race: (Mudokon, Slig, Vykker or any known race of Oddworld) Gender: (male or female) Age: (Earth or Oddworld years, you decide) Appearance: (How does your character look like?) Personality: (What's your character's usual behaviour? etc.) Equipment: (What does your character usually carry?) History: (Your character's background) When you're ready, post the profile in the W@RF Profile Thread. Those who are new to RPing should start with one character, until they get the hang of role playing. It is important that you make a reasonable entry with your character. It can't just pop out of nowhere. The most usual entry is done by FeeCo Trains (there's a station in the factory). What do I need to do after I join? Well, it's basically up to you, but it's important to interact with other characters as much as possible. As a start, I would recommend newcomer characters to look after the boss, Arnie, or his assistant, Otto to introduce themselves. They will give them the basic directions. Oh, and reading a bit of the backstory can help a lot too. Really. -------------------------------------------- OK, that was the usual stuff. Now, to mention some of the problems W@RF encountered over the years. -------------------------------------------- I’ve joined alright, but I’m being ignored. Why’s that? Try to interract a bit more with other characters, and in a sensible way. Sometimes, even a simple conversation with another character can get you a place among the noticed RPers. If you are interracting with others, and you’re still ignored, then maybe you’re not doing it in the right way. And, if you ingore others, don’t be surprised if they ignore you in exchange. i can rp ok,but pepole tel me off bye smoe resaon.why? Maybe they find it hard to understand what you’re trying to say. Lack of punctuation, grammar and capital letters could be the reason to this problem. Make your posts as clear as possible. I have too much free time/no RL/whatever. Can I hang around all day and flood the RPG with my posts? I wouldn’t recommend that. First, it’s annoying. Second, if it’s annoying, it will get the attention of the respective RPG Mod. Third, if it’s annoying and gets the attention of the respective RPG Mod, it might end up in a warning. No, in short. I can imagine a Mudokon family, followed by a herd of Meeps and a clan of tame Scrabs, running around in the factory. Is that allowed? Try to keep the number of your characters to a minimum, especially if you’re new to RPing. You’ll find that you can’t keep up with yourself over time. Can my character be super-mega-overpowered, equipped with overkill-weapons and uber-armor?… Uh, for the sake of the factory, of course... yeah, that fits… No. But can I go rampage with a box of grenades? That’s what the Armory is for, isn’t it? No. But I want explosions! Loads of weapons! Bullets firing! ACTION! Paintball is rather unexpensive these days. -------------------------------------------- Now that I’m finished with this rather schizophrenic FAQ, it’s time to point things out more seriously. Some of the roleplayers have made it to university this year, which means that they will have less or minimal time to read W@RF and reply frequently. This also applies to people who are busy with high school/work/etc., of course. This is the reason why I must ask all of those who wish to play and join: try to understand that posting three or more times per day will not take us any further. It will only make it harder for others to keep up with the RPG. There have been several occasions that someone thought that the story is too slow, and tried to boost it up in a way which ended up in a complete confusion and disaster. Don’t do it. I know that Rupture Farms is supposed to be dangerous, and accidents are supposed to happen, but characters shouldn’t act like they’re blindfolded and start running into nails/grinders/gunfire/pack-o-Scrabs/etc. Part 7 is a good example of what I mean. The whole factory grounded to a halt because of animals running free in the building. It might sound good for some people, but a situation like that is hard to sort out. Practically, the whole part was about chasing animals and Native intruders. Play it cool this time. I’ve been talking with Splat about these things over the past few weeks, and we agreed that if a breach occurs in the gameplay, it can’t and won’t be ignored, like in earlier versions of W@RF. If someone can’t follow the rules we set out, he/she can’t expect us to tolerate it too long. I can only ’warn’ someone in the everyday meaning of the word, but Splat informed me that those who ignore the rules will receive a warning, and, finally, will have his/her characters banned from the RPG. This is not meant to be a discouragement to new RPers who want to join. I just want to make things clear. I tell most of this every time I start a new part of Work at Rupture Farms, and I get the impression that some people don’t even bother to read the rules. If you follow them, you’ll be OK. So now would be a good time to go and read the RPG rules thread if you haven't already. And if you have read them before, now would be the tme to go and do it again! W@RF-related links WARF Profile Thread V.2 Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 RPG Cc Fan Art v.2 The WARF Map The WARF Map, newer version |
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W00t first post 8D It's BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCKKKKKKK 8DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD |
yes indeedie dee...:D
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Alright, i just want to set out the new rules clearly.
If you break any of the RPG rules, you'll get an informal warning. If you break them a second time, your character could be banned. If you continue to break rules, you could get banned from the RPG. Can all old members please transfer their character profiles to the new profile thread? This is for the benefit for everyone who doesn't know your characters, since the old profilethread got rather messy. Also, remember where posting a new character for part 8, post their profiles here, as well as in the profile thread. This should remove some of the confusion about other peoples' characters we had in part 7. |
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OOC: It returns! but with the excitement gone, I'm scared....
Yes, I am aware of the fact I screwed up a lot in the RPG, (Planned to kill off one of my characters in a meat grinder, made my character shoot herself by accident thus hogging up the hospital wing, planned to make a bunch of characters after getting bored, and generally making myself look like a psycho who isn't funny and just off her nut) so if I do daft stuff again and if my 'humourous' antics are failing, someone please tell me..... Soooooo, what now? Does everyone just wake up in the morning again? Or continue where we left off? Venks' char is meant to be operating on mine, so this could cause problems since he's busy.....Eh, I guess I better go stick my profiles in the profile thread.....Aaaaand go bug Splat in PMs about the super not-so-secret Agent problem. |
Yeah how do we start and when because I can't wait much longer.
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I think I remember someone in authority saying loose ends in V.7 would be fixed in the next version (V.8), so I guess when someone blows the whistle, we continue what was happening, but I'm not sure.
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I think it would just be better if we started W@RF 8 from the morning after the day W@RF 7 happened on. A few loose ends will have to be tied up, so lets get on with that while we wait for everyone else to wake up from hibernation.
Is it alright with Slaveless and MM if we say Dean, Kix, Jim and Somi found a pump and fixed up the hose for Anni's garden while she slept in the R+R after her operation? Also Dripik and Slaveless need to sort out what happened between Arnie and Gappiqu. We could probably just say Gappiqu's been given one last warning and if he messes up again he gets fired or something. And if Venks and Chubfish don't turn up we can forget the whole animal and native thing. Say the animals were shot and Doe was either caught or forced to flee or something. If they do come back we can have a rethink, but it might just be easier for Chubfish to get some new, non-wildlife characters since animals interact badly with others. Somi won't be appearing for a while now at least. And lastly I request that the medical team remember Anni's little individuality, since that got forgotten somewhere in the whole meech fiasco. If anyone has anything else to add, feel free. In the meantime we'll wait to see who comes back. I haven't seen MM for a while so I'm a litle worried he might be lost in the desert of ignorance again. EDIT: I've just been informed that Chubfish won't be returning so I guess we can say his characters were shot or somethin,g which ends the whole animals-running-free-in-factory thing. |
OOC: finally, its back. ive been waiting so long! anyway, i might annoy venks to get him to come back, because if he dosent the whole plot we made up will fall apart!....damn plotholes. anyway, its nice to see the old RP back in action!
oh yah, Scri wont be picking fights anymore, she'll just verbally abuse from now on xD |
OOC: Ah, it returns... I'll have to remember where my characters were at now :P But first I'd better go post them in the new profile thread.
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OOC: Finnaly, and I can start without having to scroll through 5 or so pages, which brings me with the request, could we have a breif summary at the top of every couple of players, to inform new people, and people who are lost what is happening please?
I have two characters who were made for W@RF, but are busy, so I'm trying to remove them from their current RPG (Fracture). |
OOC: Don't double post, use the edit button instead, spell better and....:pMeh, I suppose a mod will tell you off.
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Devilz daughter, an attack against another member like that is totally against the rules, as is spaming and double/triple posting. Do anything like that again and you'll get an infraction.
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OOC: Whooo, spam got deleted and a member told off for being mean....Strange, I see people be meaner than that and not get told off, ah well....Well since everyone is scared to make the first move, I'll just....Yah, do some stuffs.
IC (Dek's lab) (Agent 80085 is being operated on by Chris) Agent lay unconscious on the operating table. Anaesthetic meant she was knocked out, and her shirt had been sliced down the front to save time. After accidentally shooting herself in the chest and being taken to the doctor by Ricardo, she was in a whole heap of trouble. The bullet was lodged in one of her ribs, and she could die. Her black eyes under her visors opened sleepily. Strangely enough, she was awake during the operation but didn't feel or see a thing. She couldn't even ask what the heck was going on, scream for help or move. She was paralyzed and terrified. OOC: Well that's what I remember was happening last....Kick me if I'm wrong. |
OOC: Just nitpicking here, but generally if you're under anesthetic to the extent you can't or talk or anything like that, I doubt you'd have the capability of looking around like that, in all fairness. Oh well, I guess it's for the effect. Hmmm...well, I doubt Sturg would have gone anywhere meantime...
IC: Sturg lay in a a semi conscious state on the operating table. He vaguely sensed the room. He was still in the lab thing...he couldn't feel his body so much, so he didn't know if he needed more care. He noticed a couple of other forms also on tables. They can't have all been caused by his intrusion...yes, they were having some sort of fight earlier, when they'd decided to come in. Oh, what great timing. They must have been casualties from it. He was still tired...he dozed back into sleep again. |
Krett stepped into another strange corridor. "Well It sure is a lot bigger then I remember it," He said. Krett knew exactly where he wanted to go, but not so much how to get there. Then he saw someone up ahead and walked toward him. "Excuse me," Krett said "Could you please point me in the right direction? I'm looking for Arnie. I believe he runs this place now."
(the profile thread said I had to post my profile here but I'm not sure and wouldn't like to take up space, am I supposed to?) |
OOC: Well I will just get my new charicter Jhonny into rupture farm cause I don't know were Dimitrio and the others are.
IC: Jhonny got on the feeco train for his new job he was excited but kinda nervous and worried about what other people thought about him when he was nearly to rupture farms he looked out the window and saw the huge structure that was rupture farms when he arrived he got of the train and walked through the doors and looked around wondering were to go. |
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1. An entrance (usually be train) has not been posted, just a 'stepped into the corridor'. There needs to be a better introduction to the factory than this (unless it was explored in the backstory sufficiently). 2. 'Saw someone up ahead'. There are no NPC's (non player characters. The only characters present here are the ones we have put into it), and since you have not stated exactly where you are, and even if you had, it is likely characters would have moved around overnight between this and the last W@RF. It would make more sense if you found the dormitories or something, and perhaps tried to wake employees up (not recommended, Big Bro's don't like being woken up early without prior notice), or perhaps wait 'till other players have started RPing again and begun moving character's around/ Meanwhile, yours may wait in the cafeteria or something, since that's a common destination for breakfast. That is, off course, unless you are referring to another of your own characters if you have any, but I doubt that :P |
STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP!!!!!
Dripik and I have decided when we'll be starting and before then you're not meant to be posting! We're giving other members time to reappear; how would you feel if you came back and found the thread had aleady been runnning for two weeks? We start on the fifth of October, and Dripik or I will be making that first post. Also, remember we're starting the following morning in game. I want to make that clear. WE'LL BE STARTING ON THE IN GAME DAY FOLLOWING THE DAY IN WHICH W@RF 7 TOOK PLACE. All actions made in this thread so far will be discounted. |
OOC: Heheh...Sorry, my fault...Ah well, :Dyou amuse me when you go mad like that.... (Allows others to shoot me)
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Hmm I understand how misunderstandings could be had. Nobody said anything about not being able to start and this thread was open. You'd think the thread would be open for posting when it was up.
Anyways... unfortunately for you Splat I have returned. Doe captured? I think not. Though Arnie(Was he bright enough?) and Dion have their suspicions. We can't have Doe be captured without playing it out can we? That wouldn't be any fun. CD-428(#9) has become a complete wimp in my eyes and he won't be shooting anyone unless I get together with two moderators and the desired target plus anyone within a 5 mile radius. We will sit and discuss the ramifications of my character using a lethal weapon for 3 to 5 days. After that discussion we will hold 3 voting rounds. The first two I will not participate in and in the last one I will invite two peers with no biased opinion or any idea of what Oddworld is to vote. If somehow 100% of the voters agree for the firing to take place I will go to the local firing range and get some first hand experience and read up on firing mechanics and discuss aiming and ricocheting. I'll then go to a near by baptist church just a mile away and pray for God's forgiveness and blessing. Then I will roll a 20 sided die. If I get a natural twenty then I will shoot the target. However if he feels he no longer wnats to be shot at this time the whole deal is over. And um yeah.. stuff. And stop worrying about Chris. He has yet to even show his promiscuous side in W@RF. |
First off, nice to see W@RF back in business. It is always a pleasure to see that.
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A: Sure, that is all right. I mean, that was what was suppose to have happened in version 7... B: Gappiqu has talked to Arnie, and it turned out for the better of him. In a way, Gappiqu could not be charged with any crimes if he recalls them the same way Anni did when she attempted/completed assualts on Stivik. I'm pretty sure that Arnie would have set him off with a warning for attacking RG-49, but that would be pretty much it. Everything aside from the laboratory incident could have been declared an act of defense, and not entirely his fault. Even RG-49 being attacked could have been considered an act of defense, since there was wild animals. Plus, Gappiqu has done just as many great acts. So, yeah. C: I'm pretty sure Slap would have come up with something... But I'm sure the medical team would just tell Arnie about the situation before doing anything else. |
so, will people been the same place as they where in W@RF 7, or will we have a little info on what they did in that day space? Also, when is the W@RF art thing start? well, thats it eh...
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I second all of what Splat said a few posts ago. We're supposed to start around the 5th October.
Slaveless, could you remind me when did Gappiqu talk to Arnie? My memories are pretty clouded right now... :
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Somewhere after version 7... Gappiqu never really talked to Arnie that could be put down here. We assume that RG-49 had led Gappiqu to Arnie after version 7, since that was what was happening at that point. We would have to assume that Gappiqu told his side of the story from what he remembers. That would mean he remembered everything from version 5, and only 'feelings' from version 6. In version 6, he could say he was very angry with something. He would say nothing about his feelings of being in trouble within the Laboratory. He could also say he somehow was led into the basement, where he talked to Goresplatter and Dionysia. And that, is where more demented memories come into hand. RG-49 could recall a few memories of him being attacked by Paramites and hurting RG-49 in effort to escape alive. Gappiqu also (this is what was in my mind at the time) could say that he had intentions to fix RG-49. At that point, he could also say he followed a Vykker into the Stockyards. His anger and saddness would be too much for him to talk about. He would say that he had found his way into the Cafeteria, and found himself in some sort arguement with Dionysia, which ended in depression. Finally, he said that since he figured he might be trouble from other employee's recalled events of him acting a certain way. So he made some security plans for Arnie to look at.
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Dripik will probably know what Arnie would do in this circumstance, so that can probably be worked out.
Dionysia was just about certain that Doe was a native, and things would have happened if we'd kept going, so if he's still going to be around it might be an idea to say he's gone into hiding or something. I imagine most characters would be in thie respective R+Rs when we start. |
Hmm... alright. My characters Cal and Ricky will be GONE'D - Temporarily - whilst Wic would now be in the R&R. Cal and Ricky may have gotten a clean getaway, or there may have been a scuffle, I don't know yet. I suppose I'll let the relevant character's RPers decide that.
*Loose ends very clumsily tied* In other news... OMFG! IT LIIIIVES!!! |
hehehe, i need rupturefarms energy! NOW! just as chubfish requires BOILAH!
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IT'S ALIVE! IT'S ALIIIIIVEEE!!!!!!!! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Er, So it's back, yeah. I presume Praetyre, Dek and Arthur are still in the Lab. Can we say for the purposes of convenience that overnight they've just taken turns in shifts in watching Sturg to make sure his condition doesn't get worse? |
Good to see you back MM! That's fine about Sturg, but don't forget Anni!
Can anyone who hasn't already please post thier character profiles in the new W@RF profile thread? Apart from Chubfish who's elected not to come back, is there anyone from W@RF 7 who hasn't appeared yet? If anyone can think of anyone say so. |
I'm sure you'll all excuse my double post. I have a few things to announce.
Firstly, as of an hour and 10 minutes ago it became (according to GMT) the 4th of October, which means today is W@RF's fifth birthday! So yeah, everyone yell happy birthday W@RF and congratulate Dripik for creating such a long-lasting RPG! (And yes, it's 1:15 in the morning. I'm a uni student now and I don't have any lectures tomorrow so time means nothing!) So yeah, all together now... Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday Work at Rupture Farms! Happy birthday to you! A cookie to everyone who actually sang that out loud. And since this is such a special occasion, (I promise you you won't find many five-years-old forum RPGs around the internet) it seems the perfect time to open the curtains on W@RF 8 and say: IC: (Woo, I've been waiting so long to type those two little letters! I've missed RPGing, I tell you now). It was the middle of the night when Jim awoke, though a faint glow illuminated the R+R. Around him sligs and mudokons alike breathed the same air as they slept. For the first time since arriving here, Jim had not picked a bed up against the edge of the room, but had chosen one near the middle, beside the in which Anni had collapsed yesterday after her operation. Kix slept the opposite side of her and Jim was fairly sure Dean was somewhere nearby too, though he couldn't see him in the darkness. Oddly, Jim did not feel afraid of the sligs then. He silently slid out of his bed and crept over to Anni's. She was breathing peacefully, for which he was relieved. The three mudokons had had a busy afternoon yesterday with Somi's help of course, setting up the hose Kix and Dean had found the day before, and the electric pump they had found rusting away in an old storeroom, to create a device that would allow Anni to water her garden without having to carry butckets in and out of the factory, but every hour one of them had come back up here to check up on her. He reached under her blanket and felt for her wrist to check her pulse. Her hands were very cold, so he returned to his bed and took his blanket and laid it over her as well. Then he curled up on his bunk and laid there until sleep washed over him. The room was much lighter when cold woke him up. He glanced at the now-visible clock and saw that it would probably be about half an hour before anyone else started waking up. His fearlessness from the night was almost gone, but he made himself slip out of bed and move over to Anni's side. She was still breathing steadily, and her hands felt warmer. Awake now, he knew there was little point in going back to bed as he wouldn't sleep, so he sat down on the floor beside her bed, his hands wrapped around his knees and his eyes down so as not to remind himself of all the sligs surrounding them. He sat like that for some time until he heard her shift on the bed. He knelt up quickly as her eyes flickered open. For a second they seemed strange, dark, "Anni?" He asked cautiously, quietly. She groaned and focussed her eyes on his face. "Jim? What happened?" He hesitated, "Do you remember you were shot, by some crazy slig? Me and Kix had to take you to the vykkers cus you were losing a lot of blood, and they stitched you up and you woke up and we helped you back here and then you just fell asleep on the bed." He said, hurrying quickly to brush over the fact that she had been taken to the hated vykkers. He felt almost as if he had betrayed her in doing that, but it had saved her life. "Where's Kix? And Somi?" She asked. "Somi went back to the other paramites. Kix is just behind you." Anni looked back over her shoulder at Kix, just as the other inhabitants in the room began to stir. ooc: Aaaaand that's the cue for everyone else to wake up and start the day. I'll post as Dionysia after I find out what Venks is doing with Doe. It's once again time to start work at Rupture Farms! (Also, as a side note, I just updated my story (about time) about my W@RF characters and it's currently on display in fancorner :p. So if you're an old fan, check it out! If you're not, well, you should be! No cookie for you!) Please excuse the shameless advertising in the above post. |
OC: HALLELUIAH! ive been waiting for this *does extreamly happy dance* happy birthday W@RF, may you last untill the end of time.
IC: Scri rolled over in her bed, groaning as the light woke her up. She slowly slid over the side of her bed, sitting on the edge and holding her head. Yesterdays shinanigans had taken their toll on her. The mudokon stretched , her vertebre and joints clicking back into their rightfull postitions. Scri scanned the room, no-one seemed to be up yet except for one lone mudokon, kneeling over anothers bed. Scri yawned and decided to go for a walk, there wasnt anything better to do. Scri yawned and slowly made her way out of the R+R and walked down the hallway, thinking about what happened yesterday...and..doe.. Scri blushed, but shook it off. no-one had the right to make her feel like that, she told herself. |
OC: Yes, I did actually sing that out loud. But there was nobody else around me, so I get free cookie :P
IC: Wic sat upon his bed, looking around at the other inhabitants in the room. He'd had very little sleep that night, as he wasn't used to these new surroundings. He thought back to when he had run into Cal on his way in, he had been so glad to see him, see that he was alright, only for him to run off again. Wic missed Cal's prescence, and wondered what he was doing now. Looking around, he saw that a few others had woken up, and one had walked out of the room. Wic, wondering if she was actually allowed to do that, decided to follow her. Jumping off the bed, he put the faded cap back on his featherless head and moved towards the door. |
OOC: Tsk tsk Watermelody so impatient. I'll just do this hope it's still okay. If not just say so and I'll change it.
IC: "Doe that armor is against everything you stand for! How will you ever achieve balance wearing that!?" A familiar voice asked. Doe looked down at his own body it was covered in some dark green armor. It looked so heavy but was so surprisingly light it would be easy to forget he was wearing it. "Don't you see Ugai?" Doe started to say, "This armor is a gift not a curse. The Elder Shamans were fools to shun the Mudomo tribe's greatest creation. With this I will save my people. I don't care if I obtain balance anymore I know this is what I'm destined to do!" Ugai just looked at the ground too ashamed to look at his friend. "So eager to become what you set out to kill." What Ugai caught Doe off guard and made his anger rise. Doe was just about to teach that puny Slig a lesson when he woke up. Doe had returned from the realm of dreams and found himself in a small, not so comfortable, bed. Doe realized he was hugging something big and warm. The Mudokon warrior just stared at the dark object while his eyes adjusted to the tenebrous room. His eyes widened and heart quickened when he realized what he was holding so tightly as if a coveted jewel. What Doe had his arms wrapped around was none other then the Mudokon Scri. She looked to be sleeping quite peacefully.. she actually looked happy. Then she slightly started moving it seemed as if she were about to wake up. Doe quickly stopped hugging her and feigned sleep on his side of the small bed. Doe inwardly cursed his bed for being so tiny. Despite how he tried to move away the left side of his body was touching Scri. The feeling of their bodies touching made Doe feel very... well he didn't know what that feeling was. Instead Doe pretended to be asleep and hoped that Scri wouldn't notice him. #9 woke up from his nightmare startled. #10, who had died the previous day, had visited #9 in his dreams and showed him something very important. #9 wasn't sure what to do but he couldn't stop but to think about the girl he had seen in his sleep. "Agent..." #9 said her name ,or at least what she went by, to himself. #9 knew he had to help her. He didn't know how or from what but he had to. Just then #9 saw a shadow(Jim) moving around in the dark room. #9 couldn't help but to be scared, he didn't know what this Mudokon was doing up this early but he didn't feel like finding out. #9 got up from the floor, as he always sleeps on it so he can still be in his pants, and tried to sneak out of the room. Chika Those stupid pants and their infernal noises! #9 stopped moving as his heart stopped.. just waiting in the dark room that looked a dark shade of red to his vision. He didn't see anyone move so he ran out of the room as quickly as he could not caring if anyone heard him. #9 ran until he got tired. He was in some hall but he wasn't sure which... he had just ran until he felt some what safe. He started thinking about Agent again... he had to help her, but first he would have to find her. Chris fell to the ground exhausted. He had spent all night patching up the female Slig(Agent) and watching her vital signs. The Vykker had earned some rest but couldn't tear himself from the patient's table. He felt that the second he looked away from the Slig she would die. Chris just remained their staring at her, but his eye lids were so heavy so he would 'rest his eyes' here and there. Slowly Chris fell asleep while standing. |
ooc: Just talked this over with Dripik...
Getcher wall o' text here! IC: Anni and Jim glanced up at the noise of #9's pants. Jim saw the slig and quickly looked down again until he heard the R+R door open and then close again. He looked up and saw Anni staring at the door. Her eyes seemed oddly dark again and she looked to be in a trance. "Anni, are you ok?" He asked. She blinked a few times and looked at him. "Sorry, I felt a little wierd then. Who was that slig?" "I dunno, just a slig..." Jim answered unhappily. He wished Dean would wake up, cus then they would have an excuse to go down to the cafeteria and make breakfast or something. Jim wanted a reason to leave the R+R now, but he didn't want to leave Anni, or go wondering the factory before most people were awake. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Dionysia was feeling somewhat bad tempered after having had a miserable and fairly sleepless night, sleeping in two-hour shifts taking turns with #7 Slig watching that Nat guy. She reflected surlily that in a properly run factory any mud would be shot the moment anyone suspected him of being a terrorist, and she wouldn't have to stay up half the night. The second night in just a few days she had stayed awake guarding a terrorist! She thought of that first one that she and Gappiqu had caught and locked in a storeroom overnight, only to have him escape and flee the factory the next day. Stupid Gappiqu, couldn't even look after a renegade mud for half an hour. They were lucky that the mud hadn't stuck around just long enough to murder them all. Then there he went and told Krik a load of stuff about how he felt for her, even after she warned him about keeping his secrets to himself. Oh Odd, Krik! He'd be coming today to check on her, and after she exploded at him like that when he went before what would he do to her? Damn that stupid Gappiqu! Nat suddenly shifted and rolled over as that girl he was for some Odd-known reason sharing a bed with began to stir. She laid down quickly and pretended to be asleep, her dark skin making her hard to see so he probably wouldn't notice her moving. Oh great, this meant another day pretending to be an air-head just to keep him happy. At least this meant Krik would have to leave her alone so as not to blow her cover. She grinned suddenly; Maybe Krik would have some creative way of taking care of the native! That would be worth watching! Someone walked past her bed. She looked around sharply and saw it was just the girl Nat had been sharing a bunk with. She was slightly annoyed now cus Nat was facing her having rolled over and probably would have seen her move and would therefore know she was awake. Cursing mentally, she slid out of her bunk and followed the mud out of the door, trying not to look as tired as she felt. ooc: #9 Slig of course being the one who accidentally shot Anni the previous morning. |
ooc: terrible start from me but that was before the 4th so it's discluded, Yay! And to top that I got a free cookie!
My profile now: Name: Krett Race: Mudokon Gender: Male Age: 18 Appearance: Grey skinned mudokon, tomahawker hairstyle. Personality: Cheery, kind, thoughtful. Equipment: Toolbox, junk/scrap bag full of junk/scrap. History: From a young age Krett was taken to ruptur farms and enslaved and through the labour and torment he became fascinated in the industrial technology and began designing machines of his own. As soon as ruptur farms went under and Krett was free he began construction on his machines using scrap pieces of anything as base material. He started with simply redesigning slig pants and giving them the extra suspension they needed to allow the wearer to jump. Soon after he started on bigger things... but was unable to finish them due to lack of supplies. Then Krett heard that ruptur farms had reopened to be "mudokon friendly" and thus he set off to ruptur farms once more, not to become a slave, but to become an inventor! ----- IC: Krett stepped off the train when it arrived at ruptur farms. He would have been tired after the long trip had he not just embarked on the what he anticipated to be the adventure of his life. He stepped up to the great entrance of Ruptur Farms, holding his breath as he passed into the world's most profitable food processing plant and immediately set to the task of finding Arnie, the new owner of Ruptur Farms... But where to look? "Maybe if I was to invent an auto Arnie locater!" Krett thought. But he quickly rejected the idea since he had not the equipment to do it with and wasn't quite sure he could track Arnie without first somehow attaching a tracking devise to him. So instead he just walked randomly around the processing plant. After an hour or so of wondering about and randomly walking through doors he came to a stop. And decided that he would actually look were he was going to avoid fatalities such as walking blindly into a meat grinder. It was at that point he noticed that within the room he was standing there was another character. He quickly identified it as a vykker and started backward before realizing that though it was standing and apparently looking strait at him, the vykker was asleep. Also within the room was a slig lying on what seemed to be a medical table of some sort. "I didn't know there were medical facilities within Ruptur Farms" Krett thought out loud before jumping back as the vykker made a strange grunting noise. Luckily it stayed in slumber. Krett considered all this before deciding that since Vykkers knew quite a lot he would wait for the slumberer to awake and then ask for directions. He took a seat on the floor and began to wait. Suddenly the tiredness swept over him and Krett quickly drifted into slumber himself. |
OOC: Right-o, let's get back into action. No, not literally, so don't go rampage or Splat will cancel all your cookie contracts.
----------------------------------- #7 Slig woke up suddenly. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead slowly. As he did this, he remembered that he had removed his mask before he fell asleep. He stared into the darkness for a while, trying to organise his thoughts. He was lying in his bed in the R+R, among the others who made it to the room before passing out in the hallways. He had faint memories of events from the previous day. The Cafeteria... Lots of new people... A group of Sligs, following his commands... All of this would have been OK, but #7 Slig had a feeling that there was more to it than that. Then he recalled more. Wild animals in the corridors... No, there was a brawl before that... Then the animals... An explosion... Or two, he didn't count... Intruders... And one of them was particularly important... It had to do something with Dionysia... But what?... Then he remembered. Dion and he were suspecting that a new Mudokon called Nat was a terrorist. They agreed to watch over him in shifts, which explained why was #7 Slig so slow. Slower than usual, that is. He had little sleep over the night, which was quite a feat after all he'd been through the previous day. He raised his head, then got up quietly. He saw silhouettes of people walking towards the exit. He turned around to see Dionysia's bed, which was empty, by the looks of it. #7 Slig put his mask on, grabbed his gun and went after them. It was brighter outside, so he was able to tell them appart. He spotted Dionysia walking not too far ahead. He cathed up with her and spoke. "Morning. Seen anything suspicious about him in the end?" he asked. "Only thing I noticed was that he had some company." he added. |
OOC: (Cartwheels into distance) :D! :pAnd Carnix, no godmoddling plz, you can't say what another character does if the person didn't say what they did first.
IC (Dek's lab) Agent lay peacefully on the hospital bed. Her chest that had been cut open, lifted as she breathed slowly. Her black eyes under her red visors flicked open. She had no idea what was going on. A mask with anaesthetic covered her tentacled mouth, and her shirt had been sliced open by the doctor (Chris) to save time in surgery. She was now awake for some reason. Her eyes swivelled around the room. She could only see to her sides, and not see the sleeping mudokon (Krett) and vykker medic (Chris) behind her. A small high pitched whine escaped her throat. (R&R) Tiny was fast asleep like a baby, lying on the floor (he was too big a bigbro for a bed) and hugging a pillow. He mumbled as two little green feet pranced on his body. The four year old mudokon Tiro was jumping on him. "It's morning!" He cheered, before dashing over to another bed. As he lifted himself onto it, freezing as he recognised the slig there. Scarface, the older moody mean slig he held a grudge against. Grinning slyly, he 'borrowed' his heavy gun quickly and hurried off the bed. Tiny had drifted back to sleep. Scarface didn't even stir, with no idea a mudokon child had just stolen his weapon. Next, Tiro ran and pounced on Cylepso's bed. "Wakey wakey!" He cried. Dimitrio on the other hand, had sat up awake all night. He was worried sick about Agent since she had just vanished with no word. She had gone after a wanted criminal, and never returned. He had asked, but no one seemed to know where she went. His eyes twitching, he heard a slig (#9) run out in a hurry. Desperation overcame his shyness and fatique as he ran out after him. "Wait!" He gasped, ribs moving in and out. "Have you seen a female slig anywhere?!" |
ooc: I don't think it's fair to declare a grunt as godmoding but fair enough... wait that makes no sense.
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