OOC: Hmm, seems a little odd. Gappiqu's choices seem to have changed a lot of the people. For example, he seemed to have gotten Molt's arm blown off by letting Goresplatter have access to the gun. He also nearly allowed the whole grinders to be flooded by his laziness, plus he had caused Linc to go into surgery. My Odd, he is dangerous!
Anyway, I could've contributed to this little boasting by saying what exactly Slap knew and has done as well. But I guess he isn't the type to do boasting. Then if Krik came along.... There is a guarteed that Linc would die over lack of focus.
Gonna come up with a few Mudokons soon. Just you all wait.
IC: Gappiqu fearfully looked at Goresplatter and Dionysia at the same time. They both ironically viewed that he needed to be saved, but wanted to be done their way. And he couldn't side with anyone, since both choices would let tragedgy happen. His choice was valid, since he was the only one to decide.
Gappiqu suddenly started to realize something. They both had a fury of aggression in both of them, and wished anyone who disagreed, wrong. Goresplatter he could understand, but was there some sort of personality alteration when Dionysia was made? No Mudokon was that aggressive. Or could there be one?
He shook that off his mind and tried to figure out a way to solve this all. He didn't want hurt either of them. But then he figured he might as well tried to do something. He then firmly declared at both of them, "OK you two, can you each shut up before the security comes down to kill us all?! Look, you two are almost the same, except you each have a different problem. Goresplatter, Dionysia is right, the security will carry me to my grave since you just told them you needed help. Didn't you get that I am a wanted man??! But you Dionysia, that little pride of your's is the only thing keeping you alive and intimidating. You claiming that you are worse than Skillya isn't intimidating Goresplatter. Molt scares me, you don't. And have you realized that Gore has a gun?! Your life could end in seconds, you know that!?! I know that, but for some reason, you don't!! And don't give me that crap that there will be Vykkers out to get him if you do die, because whose going to find out?! Arnie? Arnie won't back you up. Besides, Goresplatter could always hide your body somewhere and say that Paramites killed you. Now that I have yelled at you two...."
He silently walked over to the lift nearby, and clenched his fists around the rope and continued, "If you two won't settle your differences and agrue, I will leave you both here for some time, until I get the supplies to fix that dent. Now, will you come up or not?" He felt proud, since he wasn't able to do such a thing for a while.
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Slap carefully walked over to Arnie's office, being curious if he made the right choice. He wondered if he could have done the surgery himself, but he decided that this was going to be a quick one. Being off-duty made him nervous, since he knew there was trouble, and it made him fearful that he let two other competive Vykkers decide who was to do the surgery. He knew Vykkers long enough to say that having two Vykkers who compete for the same job in the same room, end with death.
He found the office he was looking for, with sweat dripping down his anxious face, he knocked the door. He couldn't let himself not respect his boss.
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Kix at last found Anni in the cafeteria, only to find Jim talking to her. He was surprised to see him, since he thought he would be with his other friend. But she gave a little smile to Jim and said him politily, "Hey Jim. Are the Sligs still bugging ya? They are to me. Anyway, wanna come to the garden Anni made and help us water? We need someone to help us."
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