[Chronicler]

Azkiz woke up with a yelp from his rather short sleep, falling off his seat and planting his slimy face right onto the slimy floor. He had tossed up his UZI into the air out of fright, and it plummeted right back onto the Musklum's shellhood "Huh? Hey! .... What?" Azkiz looked up to see Frank. Sheesh. Rotten Wolvark scum. Hitting him on the head with his baton for SLEEPING?! Well, lucky for himself, his typical Musklum shellhood made the damage quite a small one. Azkiz's sudden reaction was more or less out of suprise, rather than pain. Anyhow, the Musklum picked himself up off the floor.

"Hey! Woah woah woah, Frank! I wuz jus' guarding da cafeteria! That's all! What made ya tink I was sleepin?" But by the time he looked back at the stupid Wolvark, he noticed some reeally short Mud boy next to him .... with a shank or somethin'. "Hahahaaa ..." Azkiz said with a weak, cracking laugh. He saw as that midget Mud whispered something into the Wolvark's ears, forcing another dumb reply out of Frank's flabby mouth. "Hey Frank. Is dat a small tumor, or is dat yer date? Haha! Oh Odd! I love ma jokes!" He sarcastically cracked, putting much emphasis on the word "SMALL".
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Ly angrily looked over at that other Mudokon inmate (Noah). She felt like putting in her casual girly yelling and eye-clawing, but, perhaps she could just mess around with this loser. " Oh. Are you threatening a lil' girl like me?" the Mud girl said with a fake yet glowing smile, and innocent blinkin of her eyes. Just keep talkin' stupid mud boy ... jus' keep talkin' .... That's when Ly looked over and saw a Wolvark zoom past the group.