ooc:time for me to make a character up....(this is my first time so dont blame me too much)
Devan's las pistol gave ashort squeel but Skrape had managed to just get out of the way in time. Before he knew it the echoing hall of "HELP!" was ringing in his ears and he could hear the mettalic stomping coming from down the hall. The door burst open just as Devan had got behind a crate.
The gunfire rang out as some blood creeped through the holes in the crates. one of the sligs went to investigate but found no body, only an open ventilation shaft and that the crate they shot was full of Slogs.
ooc:feel free to use devan (all you need to know is that hes a tec freak)
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no worker shal posses/shot or cause any large creatures to eat sligs according to the protection act of 1902
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