[AckroTheSlig]

Ic:
"Ugh, this just seems so pointless.. first I fail at Z.a.p.. and now at rupture farms,
maybe I wasn't meant to live a typical slig's life.' Ackro said this to himself, while sliding his moolah into the vending machine, getting a brew.
He chugged the drink, washing his sorrow's away. "It's not like the other's
accept me as one of their own anyway.." He stood up, wobbling off, nearly drunk.
His leg finally started to work correctly, however it along with the other, were swaying back and forth from his intoxication.