[CaitSithX]

Before you read, please note that this is my first fan-fiction, and that
I'm not great at telling stories. Any tips to writing an Oddworld fan-fiction
will be greatly appreciated! And yes, I do realize that I mispelled foul.

Part I: The Beginning
Section I: The Raisin Speaks



"Took ya' long enough to show up, Tattooface." said the Almighty Raisin rather
impatiently due to how long it took Bob to get there.

Bob is an ancestor of the Mudomo Tribe, so his face is covered with Paramite
tattoos. He has the Paramite half of the Shrykull Scars. He has a dark purple
skin, and is armed with a Spoocebow. He is the chief of a tribe in Paramonia
known as the Parabs. He is rather lazy and drunken-sailor-mouthed, but will
on occasions step to challenges and makes sure that the Paramites don't
go extinct. Oh, and he loves to sleep.

Bob was called to Spooceshrub Forest due to rumors about the Magog Cartel
sending an army to gather spooce for thier new product known as Spooce Bars,
that the Khanzumerz loved, along with kidnapping some mudokons for the
New Soulstorm Brewery, which has finally been built.

"So, I hear that an invasion is supposedly on it's way?" pondered Bob.
"One of my...... Ratz had aquirred information..... on the invasion plans...."
responded the Almighty Raisin.

After the destruction of Vykkers Labs, alot of the Magog Cartel's products were
discountinued, from Lung Busters to Butt-Flo. In an attempt to please the
Khanzumerz with an old delight they rebuilt Soulstorm Brewery, and promised
the Khanzumerz "Thrice the flavor, thrice the bone, thrice the price!" Numerous
mudokons had to be kidnapped for this project to work out correctly, and the
Tear X-Tractors would have to be running at full power to meet demands.
However, bringing back Soulstorm Brew was not enough . So, once again they
promised to bring back the old products of RuptureFarms; Weenie Babies, Mystery Meat, Paramite Pies, and Scrab Cakes. But even that was not enough.
So they promised one last product: Spooce Bars. The natives now have to defend all of their territories: Paramonia, Scrabania, Necrum, and now Spooceshrub Forest, or risk the Magog Cartel taking over Mudos and eventually
driving all of the wildlife extinct.

"So, do you want me to defend the forest with the rest of my tribe, or can I just return to my nice hut in Paramonia and sleep for the rest of the day while that ****ing show-off Abe does the work?" questioned Bob.

Bob never did like Abe. Sure, he rescued 400+ mudokons, but Bob always thought that Abe was rather reckless with nature. Abe had killed several Paramites and Scrabs throughout his adventure, which had always pissed off Bob because if one of these creatures died on Wednesday, Bob would have to go out and clean up the disgusting mess before the Cartel got to it.

"Just shut up and get out....out......zzzzzzzzzz....." muttered the Almighty Raisin before he dozed off into slumber.

Bob left Raisin's Cave, prepared to take out Sligs if needed.

To Be Continued...



So, what does everyone think?