OOC: Don't worry, the tone of that post wasn't meant to be antagonising or anything. But yeah, that's the problem with role-playing animals
Perhaps you could make another character that's easier to RP as well as Crunchy, so you're not always waiting on me?
Good to see you're listening to people's advice, Mars
Man, Rupture Farms seems to be full of natives! SU-01 only just got one of them out and then he finds another one!
I guess I might as well post as Hembar again, since there's not much you can do with Crunchy until we actually get to the factory at least.
IC:
Getting near the shadow of Rupture Farms once again,
Hembar made her way around to the holding pens where animals ready to go through the slaughter house were contained. A lone paramite stood in one of the pens, but nowhere could she spot a sign of where their food might be supplied from. She supposed it was probably brought out to the animals by someone in the factory, so this was pretty much a dead end.
Looking at the factory, she suddenly sensed something. Someone in the building was using some sort of spirit power, which must mean... another native? This was worth checking out, at any length. She looked back at the meech, "Well, I guess you're either going to have to come along and stay out of trouble or just stay here."
Yeah right, like either of those things were going to happen.