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07-16-2006, 08:45 AM
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Slaveless
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: Jan 2006
: At a thearpy session.
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Slap quickly rushed to the Mudokon's need and picked him up. Right after that, he made him sit down on a chair and typed, "Are you OK?"

Molt, looking at the Mudokon funny like, said, "Damnnn, you stumble on four words, and you pass out because of lack of air using four words? Odd help me, I'm in the presense of the worst slave in Oddworld history! You can't give even say a come back to a guy who said your useless! Maybe that's because you were hit in the head when you were born. Perhaps this is just natural and you're head can't help you. Plus, your duller than a Slurg. You don't even know my name! The one who made history! My name is Molt and I survived possession! I survived an explosion on the arm, I'm still in one piece and living! Unlike you, I'm important. You are just a little Mudokon, whose mother loves all of her children, but that means you are all the same! There's nothing that can make your mother love her children even more. But you, you have no sense. Slow witted, that's what you are. When I get out, I'm going to love to see you fall in a meat saw! You hear, love to see you die! And when I see you die, I will kill the ***** who gave birth to you, no matter who is going to stop me!"

Slap looked at Molt furiously. He was worse this time. But he was surprised that he was cabable of making such a paragraph so he didn't plan to type anything. But Molt said his last sentence, which was, "Oh and that was directed to you, Mud. Or shall I call you, Bird breath?"

Slap typed, "Molt, restrain yourself or else I will have to use force!"

"Force? Last time you used 'force', it got you a leg injury, so you shut up!"

"This time, I will give you a untested drug that may or may not ruin your brain."

Molt fell silent. Slap typed next, to the Mudokon, "Sir, do not be alarmed by his threats. He hates everyone who doesn't think like him and will kill anything that says he is an idoit. Trust me, do not mess with him. He nearly killed one of our men."

Molt was going to say the man was a criminal, but he shushed. He knew that Slap could be cabable of things that would kill him faster.
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