[Scrab-Meat]

Thanks everybody I am very sorry for the delays on my work. To be honest with you I am still working on that childrens book but I do I have only 5 more illustrations left on that. If anything is to blame for the artwork not finnished on this story it is, that childrens book I am doing which is keeping me from working on Skeeb. I have been more so working on that project to get them done and out of the way. But I do have good news, the first painting of Skeeb is currently in production and underway and I have laid out the first layor of paint on it. Basically the canvas is ready for the illustration. That painting will be a scene of the Freak Dome and the holding facility sitting on top of a frozen waterfall on the edge of an ice canyon. Anyway Here is chapter 8

Chapter 8
A Mutual Agreement

Cold, Frigid, the night blew a cool breeze over the ice canyon and Skeeb still knocked out laid at the bottom still alive among Bass whome managed to settle down and camp next to Skeeb. Both of them were unaware of the inhabitants of the ice.

Meanwhile Sarlast the Ring Master Keeper of the Freak Dome was returning to his office when he noticed a Glukkon with 15 arms and a slig sitting in his chair.

"Security I have an intruder in my office send Blugs!"
yelled Sarlast.

"Who the hell are you and why are you in my chair?"
asked Sarlast.

The slig laughed as he was throwing the small syringe of Skeeb's mutant blood in the air and catched it. The glukkon began to speak as he smoked away at his cigar.

"Please to meet you Sarlast. Leave me Chum, this is private between myself and Sarlast. Oh and leave the syringe on the desk!"
explaned Slaslic.

"Yes sir!"
said Chum

My name is Slaslic, one of your lovely creations!"
grinned Slaslic

"Why are you here and get out of my seat!"

"Tis tis tis, I will leave your office but before I do I would like to talk to you about something that my slig associate of mine picked up."
explaned Slaslic

"You mean the syringe!"
replied Sarlast.

"Of course the syringe you twit! Lets just say I can give you lots and lots of moolah!"
said Slaslic

"What do you mean?"
replied Sarlast.

"Well my friend, let me explan. This blood that you have secretly extracted from that Skeeb character is important to you isn't it?"

"Yes, go on!"

"Well lets just say that I can help accomplish your little plan to breed the mutant within. Plus bring revenge to some people I know. I was once the richest glukkon alive until my Sea Rex oil company Slasco went down the tubes because of that Abe Guy! My career was over, and I was so rich beyond my wildest dreams that I had more moolah than a glockstar at GlukVages!
Well, Lady Margret punished me to this forsaken place and had me turned into the laughing stock of Oddworld! I ended up with these 15 arms and became a clown of your circus. When that happened I wanted to get even with Margret but I had no way of doing so until now. That Skeeb guy is my ticket to revenge and to regain my status as Oddfather to the glukkons! You see Skeebs friend Bass who is a mudokon freak let me out of my cage and I told him that I had other things to contend to. And so here I am ready to help you out."
explaned Slaslic

"Help me out with what?"
replied Sarlast

"Breed the mutant you idiot! Yes I can provide you with an egg silo and you can mass produce that mutant of yours for your show and entertainment.
I understand you were amazed at what you saw at the show the other night when that Skeeb guy transformed into that beast and devoured that clask. You want to breed it for entertainment and you want the freaks to have fighting matches with mutant swigs. Clever idea Sarlast! I want the mutant to go after the schmucks who shut me down. I provide you an egg silo, you provide me with one of those mutants and we shall call it a mutual agreement."

explaned Slaslic.

Sarlast began to think as he looked out of his large window over looking the the holding facility. He picked up the phone and called his secretary.

"Hold the Blugs, everything is fine!"
said Sarlast stareing at Slaslic and slowly sitting in his chair.

"I never thought of a mass production of mutant swigs. Your a genus Slaslic! If this plan of yours is successful enough I will see to it that your 15 arms will be removed by the best surgens in this part of Hellfrez. You will be back to normal Slaslic and of course rich! Say how do you plan on produceing thousands of mutants?"
asked Sarlast.

"As I said Sarlast, I will provide an egg silo. I know of an abandon cave system that accedently was drilled by one of my companies off shore oil rigs. Thousands of meters below the Oddworldian sea. Under the water and the the ground, it would be hidden from the rest of the world. It just so happens to be located near the island of Brice. The home of the elusive swigs. We capture the Swigs we have thousands of mutants. It is known that swigs are natural, mutants, freaks of nature. Captureing the Swig nation will provide us with thousands. So what do you say Sarlast? Do you call this a mutual agreement?

"What if I say no?"
asked Sarlast

Slaslic looked on at Sarlast with an annoying grin.

"Well Sarlast!"
as Slaslic got up and approached him

"Nobody wants a war if you can't do business with me then are mutual agreement was never ment to be!"

"Yeah?" asked Sarlast.

"Yeah!"
grinned Slaslic as he approached Sarlast a bit annoyed with him.

Sarlast went closer to Slaslic and suddenly an electrical surpressor which was earlier set on the desk by chum began to electricute Sarlast.

"Whooh! Whooh Its getting hot in here! Maybe we should open a window whooh hehe!"
laughed Slaslic.

Sarlast was getting fried and suddenly he was dead as his skeleton fell to the ground. Soon after a bunch of Sligs and Blugs busted the door as they started following Slaslic's orders. Slaslic began to talk to Sarlast who is now suddenly dead

"Heh its a little hot under your collar isn't it Sarlast? Perhaps you can follow me now?" No?" I see, well you are a vicious bastard, and heh Im glad your dead!"

Slaslic lauging outrageously at his remark approached Chum and the other Blugs.

"Tell the rest of the Keepers that I am in charge now and Sarlast has retired."
explaned Slaslic

"Yes sir!"
replied Chum

"In the mean time I want to take a look at this blood of mine!"
grinned Slaslic.