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Originally posted by Seargentbig
I dont see why not. It sounds good. Thanks for clearing up the muduncho thing for me. But what do the different Religous Races do?
And when can we start?
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Hmmm... I think I'll make the detachments...
The Religious Races define the way of thinking and of course, the creature they worship. It also has little to do with personality.
Mudomo are more peace-loving
Mudanchee are brave and proud warriors
Mudoncho are more like rangers... you know... rangers
Anyway, the detachments:
*only for industrials*
The Blitzpacker Squadron : Only for BigBros. They're like the commando/SWAT forces of Oddworld. Very deadly in combat.
Commander: Christopher (my very own Chris..

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The Blunderbluss Squadron:
Almost the same as the Blitzpacker squad, except this is for normal sligs. Is more into special missions.
Leader: LT. Paulmer (owned by ferill)
The Flying slig Air Squadron : Only for flying sligs
You can run, but you can't hide.
Commander: Phil (owned by hobo)
The Spies : For all. They are spies. They spy on on the enemy. Duh.
Commander: Brendan (owned by Seargentbig)
The Snooz-em's : For vykkers and interns.
They're the "less-used" forces, they carry Snuzis and they're more like war police, they anaesthetize the foe and take them to vykkers labs for test subjects. Run if you see one of these guys.
Commander:
The Pioneers : Hurray! They make bridges! For all.
Commander:
Infantry : They walk and shoot. For all.
Commander:
The Medics: : For vykkers and sligs.
Medical forces trained to work on a war-zone.
Commander: Doc (Owned by Abe's Son)
Please let me know if somebody wants to be a commander in one of these ...thingies...
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~Shall we start?
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Chris: *sitting in his small office at the Barracks, waiting for a new order. He is fingering an ink pencil.* ....*sigh*
*he takes out a cigarette and lights it*
Chris: Odd... This day has been... boring... No new volunteers for the army... no coffee... no doughnuts... no nothing.
*starts biting the filter tip of his cig, eyeing the clock now and then*
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meanwhile at a mudokon village....
Dominic: *is making little figures out of sticks and leaves. This has drained all his attention. * ...steady now... *places a stick onto pile of other sticks.* ...Ah! Here we go. Yet another perfect scrab!
I'm so proud of myself.
*stretches and scratches his armpit*
Dominic: Whoa... I'm getting hungry... I'll just-- make another scrab first and after that, I'll go to find something to eat.
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