OOC: Evidently, I added my new characters info to the W@RP bio thread.
IC: Sturg went up towards the new factory. It appeared similar to the one that had been here before, which he had never got inside for obvious reasons. He'd always wondered what was inside. He picked up the pace.
As he neared it, he went around new pens with helpless Scrabs, Paramites and Elums trapped inside, ready to be turned into products.
Sturg carefully crept under the higher up stands, avoiding the Sligs gaze by camaflouging in the darkness.
He heardd one complain and walk off as it dropped an almost completely uneaten Scrab Cake it must have sneaked off with. it evidently didn't like it.
Not the one to turn down a food oppurtunity in such an environment, Sturg lunged and snatched it up. All the additives couldn't do him too much good and it wasn't the best thing he had eaten, but it was something at least.
Eventually, he was there. But how to get in?
A large, dripping outlet pipe poke out. Sturg leapt up into it and went on.
The interior metal was weak. Listening to echoes, he heard what sounded like a room nearby. He battered and chewed the weak, corroded metal, and got in.
Fortunately, he came out into a dark corner, and so remained unnoticed. What he recognised as Mudokons, from many years back, worked scrubbing the floor, regularly beaten by the repulsive Sligs.
Keeping to shadows, he explored further in, until he found a room with a few Mudokon's in it. Only one Slig kept watch, with a baton.
Dinner.
Sturg slowly got closer to the Slig, uncaring about anything as it boozed. Then, he lunged. The Slig had little a chance, even if it had known he was there. The jaws clamped around the Sligs neck and he shook it violently for a few seconds. It was soon dead. He pulled it from its metal pants and retreated to the shadows once more. Whether the idle Mudokons would notice is anyones guess. Whether any idle Sligs would notice the abandoned, blood splattered pants is anyones guess. Whether either would care was beyond Sturg. He chewed on it. He hadn't tasted fresh meat for a long time.
OOC: I believe there is nothing wrong with this at all.
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