[Venks]

OOC: Seeing as when I ended my post, my grenade was primed to go off in one second, I didn't really mind someone detonating it for me. It makes no sense if long actions take place within one second, but I guess thats mostly my fault. I'll end it all right here.

IC: Time seemed to slow down as #10 ran for his life, his arms leaving yellow light where they had just been. #10 kept running till he felt a jerk, he looked back to see a Meech clamped onto his leg. The stupid thing was much faster then he had predicted. The grenade had bounced back after hitting the Meech and rolled just under the animal's beak. #10's last thought was, "At least this da*n animal is dying with me." The grenade exploded violently sending meat, blood, and metal everywhere.
#10 was up in the big barracks in the sky, where the Mudokons are slow and ammos aplenty.

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“My name is Martha, sir. Might I inquire as to what your name is?” The Mudokon in a wheel chair asked #9.
"Well my serial number is fifty-five thousand, four-hundred twenty nine. I go by #9 for short. Some people think its odd my name is a number, they tend to call me Bam-bam."


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Joe started to slow down as he saw he wasn't being pursued. The rich Mudokon inhaled deeply trying to calm himself down. Joe wandered the halls aimlessly for a little while before coming across a detailed map of Rupture Farms. Finding where the executive office Joe decided to head there. Surely the boss of the facility would be there.

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Lilith smiled to see the Intern(Slap) communicating through a laptop. How interesting... an Intern talking without whistling to his infernal music.
On the laptop the Intern said, "All right new Vykker..."
"Lilith."
".. my collegue brings a good point. According to the law..."
Bla bla bla. Semantics, semantics.
The Intern went off to talk to his co-workers, then the guy returned to type, "Please follow me."
Lilith humored the Intern and followed. The wanna-be doctor led Lilith to a very odd Slig(Arrack) who, according to what was being typed, had been frozen for ten years.
The Slig responded in what appeared to be a fit of deliria: Wild emotions, hallucinations, and screaming hysterically. The Slig started swinging his body around and knocking medical tools everywhere, somehow the Slig's restraints came free and he jumped off his bed. The Slig appeared to be looking for something.
Lilith tried to pacify the crazed Inhabitant, "No need to rush things, you should lie down a little longer."