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OOC: I don't exactly have a love for violence or anything Splat, I didn't view a grenade that hurts no one as violence. I was trying to use it to get more happening for our characters, sitting around doing nothing isn't exactly fun. Perhaps the Glukkons on the ground floor will notice the sound and the plot will move. I'm sure the rules are against random violence and destruction, but seriously if you think of the reasons those rules were put into place I didn't do anything wrong.
PS: I've abandoned the color thing, with careful reading and the stealing of Splat's -=-=-=- thing it should be easy to tell who is doing what.

IC: As if to answer the Mudokon(Scri)'s question Doe fell face first smashing his head into the ground. He slowly got up and said, "I think that table hit me harder then I thought." The warrior in disguise moved tables and chairs out of the way then proceeded to the open door. Blithely Doe asked, "Are you two coming in? I'm going to lock us in so the animals can't get to us. Hopefully the security will be able to do something."

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CD-428 quickly ran into the R&R to retrieve his blunderbuss. Upon returning he noticed the well dressed Mudokon scolding his personal-aide.
The Mudokon's assistant, CD-429 walked over to #7 and mumbled, "My boss insists that I help you guys in our current predicament. CD-429 reporting for duty."
Surprise brightened CD-428's face as he made a mental connection. "CD-429! I'm CD-428! I'm your immediate older brother!"
CD-429 shook his head in annoyance, "Ok lets try to help everyone out, from now on lets use our short names. I, the assistant of Joe the Mudokon, will be #10. You big brother will be #9, got it?"
#9 shook his head in agreement.
After a small talk between #9 and #10 they lined up behind #7. #10 was just behind #7, brandishing his expensive, deadly weapon. #9 was in the very back perpetually watching the party's six.
Joe watched the Sligs get into formation and said, "Well you guys look busy so I'll get out of your way. #10 try to do a good job for me ok?" Then the rich Mudokon went into the R&R sealing the door behind him.

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Alexander II abandoned his shelter and walked out into the room, looking around at the contents of the exploded crates. The Fuzzle cringed with anger and fear as he looked over countless Fuzzle cages. "Vykkers! Vykkers!" Alex shouted, the small Fuzzle was beginning to abandon rational thinking as memories flashed into his head. Then slowly he calmed down and the cute Fuzzle turned to the Paramite and asked, "Are you ok?"