IC: Jerr took about half a minute trying to decipher what this slig (Nox) had said. Something about a slig getting the... Squits? And had run off to... Explode? That sounded a violent. Then something about Patrick and a pillac. And then a little question that Jerr knew the answer to. "Sorry about that it's just I'm not really used to that type of speaking. Anyway tis slig Patrick,he went out to the bathroom right? And a high-ranking slig would be the slig with the green eyed visor. He's head of security and you may want to talk to him. Is everything alright because you certainly seem stressed? I'm Jerr and I just got here about 15 minutes ago, so I guess I'm just a guard for the time being. You may not know it but a paramite was loose earlier. It's dead now but he didn't go down easy. Sure he was injured but he kept coming to. And someone told me that yesterday they lost a slig. Well enough about me. What about you? And whats that tatoo there?" Said Jerr after he had figured out everything the slig (Nox) had said. 'Wonder where this slig came from? With that strange way of speaking.' Jerr wondered.
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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