OOC: Haha Slaveless, you tried to heve a small post, but you didn't win, for your post is still big. And more on topic and sensible, I need Skillyaslig. And perhaps Chris can give hope for Beetlroot. And I can only see myself doing Agent right now.
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James walked around the factory, then he found Jim walking he was a bit in a hurry. He asked jim, he told james the way to Arnie's office. when he was he there he knocked the door and James start waiting.
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That would be godmoddling, you can't control or decide what someone elses character does
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IC:
(1st FLOOR CORRIDOR)
Agent continued to whine and sob hopelessly on the floor. She figured she had lost her and everyone else forever. She stopped her crying suddenly, not because she felt better, but because she heard a voice. She whisked around briskly on the spot.
There was a grey tomahawker-like mudokon (
Krett), standing tall above her cowering self. He was speaking, trying to reassure her he wouldn't eat her. But it was only sounds to her. She couldn't even remember Mudosian. He might as well of been singing chipmunk songs to her, because she emitted a non sliggish t-rex-esque screech and was off.
She sped and pounced and pulled herself madly across the floor, like a steef on all six. Turning sharply at every corner, her tail whooshing as she gripped on her thick hands, she eventually went tumbling down the old stairs.
(STORAGE AREA AND WAREHOUSE)
She lay limp, bruised and shocked at the foot of them. Crying softly and realising that creature was left in her dust, she examined the area. Dusty tall shelves like a metal city. They were stacked with some strange food, with a smell that didn't appeal to her. She sniffled, flickering her tongue and continued to explore curiosly. She was still on alert for whoever might be lurking around the corner to eat her.