OOC: Yay Mooshy remembers Wolvie, I am honoured
. (Claps and unleashes rainbow balloons of raw fury)
@ Chronicler: it helps if you take a line when you use speech commas,
"Like this,"
Splat taught me that and it makes like easier to read
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@Joes: I think clakkerz since they tend to live in Western Mudos, not sure.
IC
(SOMEWHEREZ)
Two scrawny dirty black arms dragged themself upon a dry cracked rock. Water...She needed water. Her dry rasping breaths cried out for it, out of her broken teeth and dry black lips. Then her eyes upon white patches widened. Water...A river! Off she went, paying no attention to anybody else and dunked her dirty face straight in. She chugged the rushing water down with her eyes screwed shut and her face still in it before yanking her little head out and choking, spluttering and spitting out a shiny chunk.
Minsu stared blankly. It was wet, shiny, gold-coloured...Gold? She gasped, water running down her face, looked around shiftily then hid it in her filthy rags that barely clung to her. Gold...Gold meant moolah, moolah meant food, water, a life out here in industrialization. She squealed for joy and did a dance on her hands, swinging those uselessly bent and withered legs about.
She heard a splash and froze in a flash. Something green slipped into the water. It swam quickly under the surface, a wobbled and distorted shape that rose at the bank. Its bulging white eyes stared, its stittched mouth straight, its ponytail clipped...
"
Mudokon." He said blankly, as blank as his face. She gaped her mouth in a silent scream and dashed back to the rock like a high crawling slig, pouncing behind it for safety from this...Thing. The mudokon didn't change a thing about its face. It climbed out slowly and proceeded to walk towards that rock.
Minsu caught her breath and listened quietly to the footsteps. Soft, padding ones of feet with no shoes...Irregular, louder ones of feet with boots and no balance. She dared look behind her and jumped back against the tan-coloured rock.
A wolvark, a purple one with no weapons, smiled like a slapstick idiot with wide pupils (you couldn't see his sclera in some places) that would put a hunting cat to shame. Drooling, swaying and blabbering incoherent things, he smacked right into a tall white figurine (
Whiterage). Wolvie stumbled back and almost fell onto his big behind in a dazed panic. The drug had his vision blurred to oblivion...It was some tall, white person wearing clothes. That's all he could make out. A syringe with a sharp needle was still sticking out of his left arm.
He smiled widely, with pupils so wide you couldn't see his schera in places. They put a hunting cat to shame.
"Eeeyyyy there, purdy..." He cooed up at the...White thing (steef). At least he thought it was a person, anyways. "You, - hic! - uhh...Come 'ere often? Huh? Teehee..."
Minsu forgot all about the
mudokon and slapped her forehead hard. That smashed and stoned wolvark was going to get himself killed...The
mudokon forgot about the girl for a moment, and just stood and watched.
Odly Outnumbered Cucumbers: Wait a sec...Joe is set to female o.O? Maaaybe I called him Josephine too much...Wait, I thought Moosh was a girl (Is confused). I thought you were all men!