[Chronicler]

Azkiz plopped the mop over his head as a crack salute to the Mud Janitor, Forret. His bulging eyes glanced over to the now yelling Mud. Why was floor still messy? He should most definitley ask Hotcakes "Scream" the reason, the Musklum bitterly, but more or less jokingly, thought to himself. "Well sorry OLD timer ... Looks like da floor didn't catch yer message dat half hour ago." However, by then, Forret Mudokon was summoned by the Mister Masta Gluk and he was runnin' off doing who knows what.
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Ly found herself in another repetitive day at this stnkin' prison. Inmates doing boring life wasting stuff, and rather gross guards picking at said inmates. She sighed to herself out of boredom as she looked at this other Mud Girl, now identified as Kreda, sassing back at another Wolvark guard. Looks like she and this "Mongo" Outlaw were a typical gang. Ly put on her half-happy, half twisted smile and fiendishly chuckled at the goofy guard's threat. That's when some other dude came by. A Mud boy dude. He's asking Mongo if he has any friends, and yet clearly Kreda and Ly were around him ... "Schmuk. Why d'ya think us two are around this bloke? Just fer show?" Then ANOTHER inmate swung by to talk to Kreda. "HEY! Am I being ignored right now?!" She said in her light, girly yell.