[MarsMudoken]

OOC: Then I am stupid.



Krivzee

Krivzee was simply wondering 'what now?'. The answer walked up in front of him. Some sligs and a...vykker.

Vykkers had always rubbed Krivzee the wrong way. Of coarse the very thought of a vykker rubbing a slig is creepy but you know what I mean. Krivzee loves technology. Sure, sligs like their pants but Krivzee loves tech excessively. He loves technology because it makes him feel strong. Tough. Powerful. Would you be scared of a crawling slig? No. But A slig atop an advanced metal motorized pair of legs with a state-of-the-art firearm? Yes, yes you would. When Krivzee works with tech he can make it do wonders. He feels no remorse working on machines. But when he learned that vykkers work on beings own bodies...that seemed repulsive. Metal and wires are inanimate, but a living being's organs and muscles...it should be illegal. Then again, this is the most corrupt form of government possible. Krivzee disagrees with vykker ways and techniques, so he tries to stay away from them. And now this one walks up to him. Great.

Krivzee listened. The vykker made a sick joke about eating him. At this point he was considering cattle-prodding him in the face. One of the sligs made his way to a vendo to get a paramite pie. Ah...nostalgia. Shooting zombies and a firework...
He kinda got lost in the moment. When he snapped out of it he had just heard "He has some strange additions to his pants I've never seen before". He then realized they were talking about HIM. Whoops. He then go lost again thinking about making his pants...hours and hours slaving over an anvil...heh. Version 1 had loose wires and the occasional burst of sparks. Version 2 now had those fixed and was powered with an environmentally friendly motor. The pistons allowed jumping and sprinting. Plus the overdrive allowed for max speed of 30 kph. When Krivzee realized he wasn't paying attention he snapped out of it to find they were talking to a slig. He just looked at Guekko for a second with that 'what just happened?' look. He made up his mind to just go to the office. He went to the door of the executive's and knocked. Not professionally hacked. Knocked.