[Goresplatter]

Gore got up and scratched his head, wondering what was going on. He summed it up in a couple of words; 'A random Vykker ran up to him and got some of his blood.' He figured this Vykker must have known him from somewhere. It hit him. He walked slowly over to the bawling Vykker.
Goresplatter: "Hi, X, how ya' doin' tese days?"
He held the gun up to the Vykker's head, and he let out a little scream. He didn't shoot, however, but used his other had to pat him on the head.
Goresplatter: "Run along now, or I'll test my ammo on yaz."
Vykker X: "You won't get away with this you know! You haven't heard the last of me!"
With this, Vykker X moved swiftly to his feet and flew down the hallway to hide in the toilets. Gore shook his head in disbelief. He wondered how a Vykker could be so clever and yet so... stupid.
He tried to remember where he'd asked Gappiqu to go. Where was it? He suddenly remembered, it was to go and find help for Molt. He wondered if he'd had any luck, so set off around the corridors to find him. Eventually down a corridor, he heard Gappiqu's voice, so headed over, and found him talking to a bunch of Mudokons. He decided to take the fun approach, so climbed to the roof and approached by the ceiling. When he was near them, he shouted.
Goresplatter: "BOO! Har har!"
He dropped down next to Gappiqu, and spoke in 'Sliggish'.
Goresplatter: "Hey Gapp- erm, Phil, had any luck with help? Queue for Arnie's is too big, so tryin' to find a place a slig can rest. You know where the resting quarters are?"
He turned and spoke to the mudokons in english, noticing one was cowering. He felt sorry for him.
Goresplatter: "Hey, whats up there lil' buddy?"
He spoke to the other mudokons.
Goresplatter: "Is he ok? Anyway, you know where I can find a place to rest?"
He reached out to put a hand on Jim's shoulder, not realising what Jim's problem actually was.

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The Delivery Boy wandered the Stock Yards. It had been lost since it had delivered the last parcel. Usually master was here to retrieve him by now. Had master forgotten? He thought. He wandered aimlessly, blindly. Eventually, he fell into a pit. He felt Paramite webs on his face and hands. He could feel a presence nearby. He gave an odd gurgle of happiness. It had to be Master! Come to retrieve him as always! But no, he felt it was different. He remembered something from his life as a mudokon. Something his tribe had woshipped. The powerful pale beasts which hissed. And killed. He suddenly sat down on the floor with his head between his legs and shivered, helpless.

OOC: When I refer to Sliggish, I mean the garbled mumbled way they speak to each other, and S'mo bs and bs etc. ^^ Also, having multiple characters is kinda complicated, lol.