Ok thats great we have at least five people. Now we can get started with this. I changed my mind instead of ten I will start now.
I will write the first short story that in the end will give us the mission. After I do this we just sort of act or play the role anyway we wish in approaching the situation. In other words it can be anything as long as it goes towards the mission. So lets start oh on a side note the other team can start forming now as we start this and then when the next mission starts I will implement your team in aswell. Then we will be able have two missions or short stories to go with each team. But keep in mind each team's mission will be related.
Ok here is the first team.
Me:
Hobo:
Grigtheslig:
Dave:
Oddguy:
Team 1 Blarg, Lammy, Saros, Ronan, and Geeble
The first story:
It is a time of dread on Oddworld. The nations of the planet are locked in civil war with each other except Mudos. Continents fighting other Continents to gain control of the uncharted lands in the deep frozen North. For the age of the Magog Cartel has come to its climax. One continent inwhich the Magog began still lives in the ways it used to during the days of the great Mudokon movement lead by Abe. Only now, a new form of government controls all of Mudos a government that consist of Muds and Glukkons alike a government of natural and industrial races co existing. For those days have long past and the legends of the heros of Mudos are now history. Glukkons and Mudokons have learned to co exist with each other as well as other industrial races on Mudos. It was a long process but it worked. Though there are still Mudokon radicals out there to bring an end to the industrial races of Mudos.
years have past since then and the world of Odd has changed dramatically. For a new threat to the cultures of Oddworld looms over head. A threat unknown to anyone, has been occuring in many remote locations across Oddworld. The central government of Mudos has taken note to these un documented events. Races of all types industrial and natural telling stories of strange black magic occuring in their villages has brought on a huge fear across Mudos that some sort of ending is comeing. The Government speaks. The leader Cronen ex Glukkon general speaks to the order.
"Respected members of the order reports of strange nothings have been occureing across Mudos. Many Mudokon villages have been abandon for fear of these things may come to their village."
Many Mudokons report of how their villages and lands just suddenly dissappear in their sightes. On the industrial side Many Khanzumers and Chroniclers have also been expierencing this strange phinomina. The Big city of Leemick has been wiped out. How do we go about this?"
the crowd panics but order once again is established.
"We have to send out a messanger some sort of traveler to fight this force." said one of the Muds
"Who will it be?" replied a glukkon.
Meanwhile as this meeting was takeing place, across the land a few miles from the Capital in the dark forests of Paramonia two Mudokons were enjoying a small feast they caught and hunted. But they were interrupted by an unusial sound moveing among the ancient trees.
"What is that?"
Suddenly emerged out of the ancient trees Blarg approached the Muds."
"Excuse me may I join you this evening?" said Blarg.
"What do you want from us?"
"Oh oh nothing its just that I have been traveling for so long now I need a rest. please excuse my aquantance I am Blarg"
The two Muds looked at each other.
"Is he you know stupid?"
"Excuse me Blarg, Why do you wish to eat with us?"
"I have come a long way from my home in the underground of Scrabania. I was mineing my business when suddenly it... it happened. I swar it wasn't me."
"What happened?"
"I was eating and then everything in front of me just vanished. Only now this void got bigger and bigger. I tried to stop it but with my power I couldn't."
"Blarg this strange void you speak of is happening in my part of Mudos. Some sort of void is eating our land! We have to go to the capital at once."
I dident get your names"
"Oh I am sorry this is Geeble and I am Ronan. Lets just say he is the oldest Mud alive."
And so the group went off to the capital to see whats happening.
As they approached the capital they were struck by its beauty.
"There it is the capital. A most magnifiscent site indeed." said Geeble.
Blarg looked on and said.
"I have never seen such a site!"
Just then they started to head to the gleaming captal in astonishment. The great towers formed a Fortress, A fortress called The Fortress of Peace where the order and the government of Mudos sat.
Upon the fortress's massive gates our friends approached and to their surprise notice the meeting takeing place.
Cronen what do we do about this phonomina?" said one of the Mudokon Govenors.
"We will send a group of brave sauls to investigate in the stranges occurances. We will send them on their quest."
"But who?"
Cronen looked at the gate and reluctantly said "That strange group over there!"
Everyone looked at Blarg, Geeble, and Ronan. "Bring them in."
And so they were approached by sligs and Mud archers and forced into the chamber to speak with Cronen. Only now none of them dident understand what was going on. For they were stuck in a serious situation in which they dident want to be in from the beginning."
(Ok there we go the opening short story we can start from here.)
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