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11-28-2002, 12:38 PM
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Mad Part II

Dia duit! gach duine.
Here it is, the second gore fest


One of the other captives looked nervous. His name was Resbunt, he was Quitel's best friend. I didn't know the name of the other mudokon, just another fool to me. The glukkons also saw Resbunt's worry. "You, twitchy. Got anything to say? I mean, before I kills yeh" "Nnn...no sir" "TO BAD", he turned to the slig. "Do the other one" The slig stood in front of the unknown captive. Whatever his name was, he spat straight in the slig's eye. "FOOL", shouted the sale rep., all the mudokons were cheering, except Resbunt who looked like he was going to pass out. "You think you can get us all", said the spitter with pride. "We don't have to take any orders from yo-" He never got to finish. The slig rammed his knife into his neck, straight through his windpipe, but purposely short of his spine.

His face started to show the pain, changing colour, his mouth flapping trying to utter a howl of pure agony. "Spin it" The slig obeyed his glukkons master. The sound of air bubbling through the blood was awful. The mudokon sunk to the ground and started shaking. "Now, through his skull" Even for a slig it took effort, the first blow only splitting skin. On the second the slig tried using more than just his hand, he got his gun and used it as a hammer.
Again he failed. "Forehead you arsewipe" The slig obeyed his master, like a slog. A great cracking sound rang out when the gun butt landed on the knife. I could see the crack under the skin, it stretched back for 3 inches. The shaking, which had turned into a spasm, suddenly stopped. The slig laughed, like a slog with a bone. I've always hated sligs because they don't bother to get their own rights, they just abuse mudokons like me.
"Then there was one. You as stupid as the others or do you want to die painlessly?" I looked at Resbunt and was surprised. He wasn't shaking or sweating, he wasn't nervous or anxious. I guessed his mind cracked at the sight of two of his own falling in agony by a f***ing slig and a wanker of a glukkons. "I...I can't...I...Ye-es", was all he could say.

"You'd better, unless you want to end up worse!" I hoped Resbunt had cracked enough for him to forget the others, 2 brutal killings was enough for me. "He wanted to do it, I asked him not to-" "WHO", shouted the glukkons. "Karnor, he made me join. So did Wentral. I only wanted to get...to get... to die in the tank." The two named mudokons froze, sligs didn't know all our names. Stay still and they never have to. One took a risk, he tried fleeing. "SHOOT"

BANG

It struck him low, knocking him to the ground. His howls of agony showed he was pegged in the stomach. His screams stopped only to condemn Resbunt. The other mudokon might have got away, if the glukkons wasn't so smart. "Where's the other one, the one who made you join" Resbunt pointed to a mudokon in the front row. "HE...he......why did you DO that?" Before Resbunt broke into crying the mudokon had been captured. He was Demrof, not a friend of mine, but no idiot like the others. "I didn't do anything. I swear. Please! He's...he's gone mad!" I knew he was telling the truth, he wasn't proud, he didn't struggle. The two sligs who held him walked away. He did the same, not resisting. Every mudokon noticed this, I think the glukkons did also, he never passed comment. "You, take that slurg away", said the judge facing Resbunt. "Put him in a high cell I'll want more out of him, later"
For once I thought I saw a glukkons display sympathy.
If Demrof said his name, the sligs would retighten his staples.
They wouldn't want any excuse for a glukkons to discipline them.
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