Bolas hopped off the train, his pants screaming in detest with a sharp scraping sound. The Slig looked up at the big industrial beast that was Rupture Farms in slight awe. For a second Bolas had a strange inkling that this place was very important to all in Mudos... but he shrugged it off and started walking into the meat processing plant. Bolas, having no idea where he was going, started projecting his voice down the halls in hopes of being heard, "Hi. Tha names Bolas. I'm lookin for a job."
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