OOC:
Slaveless;
Domino has indeed no ability to speak, but by grace of observing the lip movements of others and his sometime mumbling of music tunes, he can speak in a highly incomprehensible, grammatically incorrect, slurred tone. Sort of like this (
http://ualuealuealeuale.ytmnd.com/). Sorry about the typing thing. And Arrack could see a vague outline of an Intern behind Kix.
IC:
Praetyre catched a walky talky thrown by the Slig (#10) and raised a grin under his helmet, eager to slice and dice traitors with a Lil' Hacker. He started giving a series of commands and codes to his suit, which then released a huge Lil' Hacker blade that he grabbed after tossing a Snuzi to the Slig(#10).
"Shoot them with a Snuzi.. then, go in for the kill.."
Praetyre walked off and then decided to attend to the matter of the metallic Slig (Molt). He used his remaining hands to lift him over his shoulder, and walked calmly towards the staircase, walking up a level and towards the lab door, where a strange new Intern stood.
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Arrack listened to a motherly voice coming from the Intern's laptop. He at one point felt a sea of calm, but then rescinded back into his psychotic personality, his eyes widening again;
"Are there no LIMITS to your PERVERSION, you CROSSDRESSING NANNY, PATIENT TORTURING DEMAGOGUE! YOU DO not ever think but a SECOND of leaving the service of HIM and HIS EVIL ARRAY OF LOVE SLAVES AND TOADIES? SHAME ON YE! YE have been DRAWN TOO DEEP into the fires of BAD! BADDITY BAD BAD! PARAMITE MUFFIN CAKES are used to DRUG Inhabitants! I KNOW this as MY DOCTOR, WHO IS A DRUNKEN ROLLS ROYCE ARCHANGEL, told me! YOU WILL ALL BE EATEN ALIVE! PH PH CTHULHU PH'TAGN! HALLA IS LESSER! RAMA DING DONG! PILLOWS are your SACRIFICIAL GROUND! You will all DIE for your SINS! SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINS!"
Arrack looked at Slap directly in the eyes, weeping in a way not reminscient of his psychotic or childish side;
"Help.......................................... me! Help me! I don't want to be selfish here, but I need heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelp! Heeeeelp!"
Arrack then passed out from blood loss, his pillow stained crimson.
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Domino listened to a Slig's random ravings, but they seemed less than random to him. He reflected upon the activities of his last master, and saw a lot of what the unseen Slig had been saying rang a bell with him. But he had never seen a Slig working in his second master's home. Indeed, there were no records of such a thing. So, unless this Slig had somehow heard of the horrors, which would of gotten any employee killed, he couldn't of known of them.
Domino was about to address this with a nearby Intern who he could hear emanating in motherly tones on his laptop, but while he was walking he saw a Slig. A Slig that was beyond hideous. A Slig that caused every single colour in his face to drain to naught. A Slig that made his eyes themselves shriek and wail, and the contents of his stomach lurch up quicker than a bad Opple.
Domino ran over, ignoring the Mudokon and the medical equipment, desperate to get a sink. It seemed like an eternity, but he got to it, disposing of his vomit cleanly. He stood there for several minutes, puking his heart out (metaphorically speaking)