[Venks]

Bam-bam(aka #9), as he was now being called by Slash, was somewhat disappointed when the flying Slig flew off. The Slig followed the air-borne Slig into a group of people talking about waxing floors. As Bam-bam tried to fathom what was so interesting about waxing floors he saw a Slig(Ricky), a non-flying one, fall from the ceiling and onto the ground. "Great anotha invada," Bam-bam thought to himself. Bam-bam was trying to decide if he should turn his gun on the obvious invader, but he remembered what had happen with the last one(Molt). Upon seeing a giant robot thing and Slash point their guns at the invader Bam-bam decided it was ok.
Bam-bam pulled his gun off his pants and aimed it directly at the invader's head. Their was no need to ask it what it was doing here as the giant robot thing demanded in its odd voice, "Explain yourself, Slig organic. I suspect you didn't infiltrate the facility through the vents just to get a job here."

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Doe watched as Scri walked off to the gathering of industrialists, hoping to find Arnie. The Mudanchee decided it was best to observe the security when a perfect example of their prowess came flying down from the ceiling in the shape of a Slig. Upon hitting the ground several Sligs and the metallic Vykker created abomination(RG-49) raised their arms threatening to use them if the Slig didn't explain itself.
This would be a good time to get away with mischief, but unfortunately the non-metallic Vykker created abomination(Dionysia) had not yet reacted to the invader and could possibly be keeping a stray eye on Doe. The native warrior decided now was the best time to try to fool the dark-skinned Mudokon into trusting him or at least making her see him as no threat.
Doe walked over to the dark-skinned one, mentally preparing himself as he walked towards her and Aida. "Ey Aida." Doe said in his practiced southern-Industrialist accent. "Whos yur good looking friend right here?" Doe asked gesturing towards the dark-skinned Mudokon. Then abruptly afterwards Doe nudged the dark female with his elbow saying, "I'm just messin' with ya." Hoping to be deemed as very simple he started heartily laughing over his own actions. Then Doe spit in his hand and offered it to the dark one, "The names Nat, I come from da good 'ol southern Meep ranches. Nice ta meet ya."

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#10 was inwardly upset that this Glukkon didn't already know about Joe and that he would have to explain everything. Holding back his mild-anger #10 said, "Well its a rather long story about his rise from slavery to being the richest Mudokon alive, I advise you you read one of his books. However I'll tell you his success mostly came from his creation Paramite Juice Rich™ I'm sure you've tried it before. With the success of that drink doors opened everywhere for my employer, he is here hoping to make a deal with you... but unfortunately he has been locked in the R&R room alone for some time now, due to the Wildlife situation. Trust me, Joe is an honorable Mudokon, thats one of his biggest weaknesses. I ensure you business with him can only lead to a profitable exchange." Not wanting to overload the Glukkon, #10 stopped there letting what he had said sink in. #10 inwardly crossed his fingers hoping that the Glukkon would want to meet with Joe.

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Joe sat on one of the many beds thinking to himself. Lilith had predicted to him earlier that in no time at all he would have money equal to a Glockstar. The question was would he be given Glockstar status, last Joe had heard their were many Glukkons on both sides. The jealous Glukkons argued that Joe was a Mudokon and that only Glukkons could be Glockstars, next thing you know Vykkers would want to be Glockstars too. Those who hoped to do business with Joe or were intimidated by him demanded that he be given Glockstar status. They argued that though Joe was a Mudokon he was a Glukkon in all the ways it counted. By having a Mudokon Glockstar it would give many 'employees' hope and with that dream in mind work productivity would rise.
Joe hoped he would get Glockstar status, with it few people would protest his products simply due to them originating from a Mudokon. With the money Joe had now many Glukkons were happy to do business with him, but many were prejudice and never offered fair deals. As a Glockstar Glukkons would still be prejudice and jealous, but at least they would try to feign-tolerance in able to do business.