OOC: Hi! I’m new.
Sorry for the delay, my first post was deleted by something technical... I was done too.
Anyway, I’m going to miss Gappiqu too. Bouncing off of Dionysia was one of my favorite things to do at the forums, but I probably should just let that be a memory. I don’t even remember where I left off last. It would be a bother to find a way to bring back just one or two of my characters (out of what, 17?).
On the length note, I saw how dripik commented that if I was still here, some of the newcomers wouldn’t survive reading my posts. I will try to be more concise now, as I don’t even want to read some my old posts now (one was like, 12 pages on a word document or something).
But we go again...
IC:
During a backed up and rather busy day on the train docks, one particular small taxi train departed from its destination, Rupture Farms. It only had one passenger to deliver, and that traveler had already left the stairs.
The traveler was an unusual employee, with no real working objective in the factory, but to manage eventually. It was a Glukkon, low in class, but still able to lead a company. His cigarette in his already infected, cavernous mouth wisped in quick segments, revealing the Glukkon’s anxiousness to confront the executive of the facility. Eyes, pure red, scanned the Directory in front of him, analyzing the factory’s premises just to see where to go next. At last, his bulbous head shifted upward, with his feet trying to twiddle over the Executive Office; Squico had arrived.
Squico was pleased to now that he was on the right level to meet the executive leader of Rupture Farms. It wasn’t far from the docks he was on, and if it was still morning, the Glukkon boss was probably making messages to his underlings. Sure enough, he found that his assumptions were true. There was a larger Glukkon also dressed in red (Arnie), giving out commands to a much larger Slig (Grace). He chuckled at the irony; a brute following orders of a smaller creature. It was natural, as Glukkons were born with such power, and no Slig, or Mud for that matter, should think anything otherwise.
The Glukkon (Arnie) was about to enter his office when Squico tried to interrupt with a cry:
"HEY! No mean to disrupt current operations, but I’m highly interested in a job here... Would you care for an interview? I know time is moolah, but I think it would be a good decision to consider me."
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