Work at Rupture Farms (v.6)

[Slaveless]

OOC: Welcome aboard, Arkaznor! I like the character and the form of your writing Arkaznor, however I will give you a little bit of suggestions. Try to put a little more detail into the writing, like clarify who your character is and whom he is talking to. Also, I might want to add that the whole possession thing might need to be a little more controlled.

IC: Bonty had fell asleep after being bored that the Mudokon had gone off somewhere. He finally started to burst his eyes open, to face a Mudokon he never thought he would see again. Bonty realized that his friend was kneeling on one knee, and faced Bonty. He had a stern expression on and said a little oddly, "Hey bud, are ya all right?"

Bonty sat up and rubbed his face hard. He groaned and replied to his friend, "Not sure Hufty, I fazed out after...."

Bonty was struck by both shock and estatsic at the same time. Hufty was a friend of his at Slurg Barns 11, back when he worked for Molt's boss, Rraff. But Hufty was one of the eleven Mudokons there that was executed by Molt publicly, after trying to free Meeps back into the wild. He saw him die! How did he come back? Was all of the pain really just.... Bonty started to excitingly think, "Was that whole thing a dream?! Me being tortured by Molt and then sent to Bonewerks to work??! And then sent me to Vykker Labs because he needed an assistant? Then finally going to Rupture Farms?!? Did I really dream several years of my life?? Was that all a horrible dream or not?? But if Hufty is here, than it must all be just a dream!! Yes!!"

Bonty excitingly stood up and said to Hufty, "Hufty, I had the weirdest and the most horrible dream!! But now it's all gone now!! It was all a strange, nasty dream!! Everything is how it should..."

Before he could complete his sentence, he realized something even bigger than life. He was still at Rupture Farms. His skin was still brown. If that was all a dream, then how come it happened?

Hufty stood up to see Bonty in the eye. He was a just a normal green Mudokon, with nothing that was abnormal about him that set himself off from the rest. But his face held stitches and he looked at Bonty gravely. Hufty sighed and shook his head, and deeply commented, "No wonder they call it Oddworld. I think you just had a dream of your life."

Bonty had his shocked eyes be fixed onto Hufty's. They looked at each other as Bonty tried to figure out why he could still see Hufty's face. He remembered that moment when Molt tied up Hufty to a rope that hung from a ceiling. And that shot that struck Hufty's heart... There was no doubt that he didn't die. Yet the smell of Rupture Farm's polluted air snuck into Bonty's nose, showing that he really was at Rupture Farms. Bonty's mind raced as he tried to figure this one out. The breeze behind his feather proved that he was awake. Bonty's mind pulsed and his heart skipped two beats when he came down to a conclusion....

Bonty gulped nervousily, as he tried to sneak the words out of his mouth. "Am, am, am, am, I dead Hufty? Am I in Odd?"

Hufty's grim face broke into a smile. He pressed his hand onto Bonty's shoulder, and said quietly, "Well, no. Your alive. If you were, I couldn't do this, now could I?" He pinched Bonty's shoulder tightly, tight enough for Bonty to yelp. Bonty shoved Hufty's hand off his shoulder in the pain, and stared at his brother's chest. There wasn't the bullet he remembered that was there. He seemed healthy, like in his memories of Hufty. This couldn't be. If he wasn't dreaming and he isn't dead yet, why can he see a dead person?

Bonty deeply shattered the silence by saying viciousily, "I'm going absolutely nuts!!!!"

"No, you're not. Your head is perfectily fine. Trust me on this one."

"How can I??!! I saw you die, I can't see you!!"

"Then who are talking to?"

"My head!! That's it!! I'm starting to talk to myself because of my determination for trying to escape!! I need to express my emotions to someone else besides my imagination!!"

"You're getting warmer...."

"Then what is it!?!?"

"I'm a spirit expressing itself through your conscious. I'm here to help you complete a task that must be done."

Bonty did not reply. He didn't want that to be real. He just wanted to be a normal Mudokon, not some lunatic who is seeing people. He needed to get rid of Hufty fast. But how? Maybe he could tell others that he needed to get this Mudokon shot. But what if it really is his imagination? Or maybe Hufty was right. Bonty wanted to find out as fast as possible.

He started to sprint of in the corrider he was in. He avoided the cameras, as he watched for some sort of person about. Bonty exhaled faster and faster as he tried to think that Hufty was not right beside him. Even though he wanted to be with his friend, he didn't want to think that he was seeing him through being phsycotic. He sprinted harder, until his sight saw two Sligs. (Jade and Albino) He didn't care if one of them was albino, all Sligs were the same. They would shoot him for not doing anything.

Bonty kneeled onto his knees at the sight of them and looked at the fearfully. He tried to think of an excuse for running in the hallway. But he was to be distracted when Hufty, standing beside him commented, "If you're going to escape, you might as well stop trying to beg for Slig's acceptance."

Bonty stared at Hufty, and gave him a confused glance. He didn't understand. How did he get here without running beside him? He was to be answered when Hufty gave him another conversation to think about, "You're trying to escape, right? So don't give them what they want. If you want to get outta here, you need the trust of Mudokons, not Sligs. Sligs will only get yourself to untrusted by Mudokons. And you want to rescue all Mudokons right?"

Bonty was struck with bafflement. How did he know anything about what he thinks? And why did he just say that in front of those two. He pointed at Hufty and said with utter bafflement in his voice, "Did you hear that?"

OOC: Just for the record, onlt Bonty can see Hufty. What Hufty said is true about Bonty. This is just a little something I was thinking of for some time.

[arkaznor]

ooc: Ok. I changed my profile to make it a little bit better. Not muched was changed, mostly the possesing.

IC: "Well, I could just walk around here intell I found someone.Though, I think I'm just going to wait here."
'someone has got to come, sometime.' Ark sat down on the hard cold floor, and dozed off to sleep.

[Taytay]

ooc: Is it just me or is this RPG dying slowly? It seemed a bit faster earlier.
Also, where is Dripik? I or maybe we need him to get things back into motion.
IC: Jade daydreamed more about being a vallet. The wonderful glory, the fame! The love, the highest slig ranking. Where from a vallet? He didn't care. Just being a vallet that's all he wanted. He just couldnt wait for the- Jade heard footsteps. Running, clunky big mudokon footsteps. They got closer. Was something exploding, blowing up, or on fire? Mudokons don't run otherwise. Unless, Unless he was trying to escape? Ah ha! That's it! Jade stared in the direction of the footsteps, readied his gun. He walked forward a little. Waiting. Waiting. There! There was the mudokon. He was...brown? First a white slig, now a brown mud? What was going on?! Was...was Jade going colorblind? Jade stared as the brown mud ran past. Jade considered a chase. Jade loaded his rifle. But heard a bang and looked back at the dent in the wall. Gasped in amazement and turned back toward where the brown mud was, and he was gone.
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Zap heard it, Zap creeped up and saw it. He knew what the mud was doing. Escaping, it didn't take the big scientist vyker of vyker's labs to know that. Zap decided he'd jump in with him. He'd either escape with this mud, or die trying. This is what the world of Oddworld needed. REBELLION! Zap picked up a rock and chucked as hard as he could at the wall behind the slig he had encountered earlier. As it smacked against the wall, Zap darted from his alley and got next to the brown mudokon and left the eyesite of the two sligs. Gasping, Zap tried to explain.
"I am Zap -*catches breath*- your esca-*gasps*-ping and I want to help, or die helping, it may seem silly to die for you, though I don't know who you are. But I think this is what the damn industrialists need. A rebellion!" Zap kept running a little beside the brown mud.
"So what's you're name?"

[Munch's Master]

OOC: The RPG always goes through dead periods at holiday times- everybody (including me) is or has been enjoying Christams so hasn't come on. As such the RP's slowed to a crawl. Same will happen next week- New Year.
IC:
Arthur memorized the number '866421' called "Thanks Slap!", then took off at a run again for the station. "Man I should never run about on a full stomach. I'd be fine normally but after eatin', no wonder I'm not so good. Musn't......exerciss......after.....food!" He thought to himself.
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Dek listened to Praetyre's tale. It was certainly involving. "I see you have quite a storied background, my friend. Now we must just wait for Slap. I feel guilty sending him off like an errand Slig, when he has medical skills. Perhaps we should get him a present to show he is appreciated, something like a new set of tools, or a computer upgrade?"

[Slaveless]

OOC: Good thing I joined in Feburary.

And I actually think Bonty had stopped running after he saw the two Sligs. Oh well.

IC: Bonty stopped in his tracks to see the Mudokon named Zap that was talking to him. Something about escaping, since he had been running in the corriders. Rebellion? He had planned to make one years after he escaped, when he did have an army of Mudokons to control. He wanted to at least have some mystic power before returning, kind of like Abe. Bonty tried to clarify that, but Hufty had said to him instead, "Hm, your first follower. He seems enthuastic about the idea. Why don't you tell him of my plan?"

Bonty looked at Hufty with a hard scowl, knowing that would be a bad idea. But Bonty had to admit, getting Mudokons to follow him was probably a good idea. There wasn't a whole lot of Sligs around here, and most of them even ironically encouraged going outside. Maybe that was a decent idea. But Sligs like Molt would menacingly paralzye you for even thinking of escaping. He remembered when he was young, and when a Mudokon tried to free Paramite eggs into the wild, Molt shot him to death because he thought he was, 'trying to destory corporate profits and make start a protest parade.' He shivered at the thought of Molt finding out what he was trying to do.

Bonty looked back at Zap and looked at his eager face. He guessed that now that he was running in the halls, he was probably a protestor already. But maybe he could lie to this Mudokon and try to get the Sligs' approval back. Hufty raised his voice before Bonty said anything to say, "What in Odd do you think you are doing?! I told you, it is a crime for joining the Slig side! And this is all over fear of getting hurt!! I am ashamed!!"

Bonty looked back to face Hufty and whispered silentily, "I don't want to end up like you."

"So that's it. You are afraid of ending your life. Well news flash, if Abe didn't sacrifice his life, you probably would be on the list of becoming Mudokon Pops! So go out and rebel against all Molt!! Molt can try to crush you, but the want to escape will burn even more!!"

"I know what I am doing."

"Your fear of Sligs is not something to be proud of."

"At least it won't get me hurt."

"Beatings will hurt you. Being shoved into a meat grinder will hurt. Getting a black eye will hurt too. Being shot will hurt. Not too much different from having to be shot for escaping, huh?"

Bonty had to think about that one. Should he go on fearing Sligs, or become a saviour to stop the beatings of others? And couldn't he do what a slave did when Sligs were around to be convincing? It would be like that he is a secret agent of his own group. That would be cool. So Bonty faced Zap again, and admitted to him, "My name is Bonty. And thanks for helping. I need to go somewhere that there isn't Sligs. Maybe others should do the same. And actually, I was thinking of escaping, and returning with an army of Mudokons. But I guess you can come along. I was trying to get people to help me along, but not too many. So, what should we do first?"
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As Slap watched Arthur run off, he remembered his task. Find a few Fuzzles, a few cages for them, and get Chill Pills with Espressos. He figured might find the drugs and drinks back at the Production Lines, since Sligs need them to cool their temper and to get make a pretty good chase on escaping Mudokons. The Fuzzles were obviousily at the Stockyards, but the cages might be at the Labs, with the other cages. He might find filling in that order for Praetyre might be hard, since he can't speak. But he might as well make the rest of the ones count. Slap started off again, trying to find the stairs that leads to the Production lines.

[Taytay]

Zap grinned overly satisfied that he wasn't rejected the way he had known his life to be. "Well, your the leader so you get to choose what we are doing. But we might want to find any slaves or prisoners of Rupture Farms that would like to help and free them. Also, thank you for bringing me along. It is muchly apreciated."
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Jade wondered if seeing that mudokon run was him seeing things. Seeing a white slig, seeing things. Seeing a dent in the wall. Seeing things. He could never become a vallet if he was crazy! But what if it was all real?

[Sapphire Diamond]

im sorry, im stupid m^^;p

[Patrick Vykkers]

Praetyre replied to his superior;
"I would, sir, except I'm very short on cash at the moment. When I get my first paycheck, I'll take a little break and buy some of those tools for him. I might even buy him a new apron. His current one looks kind of drab and old. And we wouldn't want him to feel drab and old, would we? So, I'll take a trip as soon as I get my first paycheck."
Praetyre spoke again;
"By the way, sir, just for the sheer hell of it, I'd like to ask you about the most disturbing things you've seen. I've always been one for stories, especially if they are gruesome. My top 5 would be Arrack, the dead Mudokon ward, Mudokon's who got their heads chopped off in accidents but are still alive, having to watch videos on Glukkon proctology, and... activities... between a Vykker security chief and his Intern secretary...s."

[Slaveless]

OOC: Actually Patrick Vykkers, Slap's apron is pretty new. His old one got shredded by Max in v.5, but he found a new one in the Labortory. But we could say that it seems old.

IC: Bonty gave Zap a silent smile, trying to hold in his strong shock for being called leader. Never in his life was he one to make decisions. He usually was dependent on others to make his life how it is and what would be the right thing to do. Following was what he was born to do. Hufty gave him a smirk and noted, "Welcome to the club, leader. Why don't you make your call?"

Still in shock, Bonty decided to think like a leader, maybe to start off things. Ideas formed in his head, all with good ones and ones that he didn't like. He knew that some of these ideas would result in ways not everyone would be proud in, but he decided that safety came first. Bonty then realized that he really didn't know the factory very well, so one idea popped in his head. He looked at Zap and professionally added, "Well, thank you Zap, for joining the club. I have tried to escape before, but let's just say that didn't work out very well. Now my first plan is to actually find a meeting place. One where Sligs couldn't spy us in. Then, we should find some members that might assist us in the escape. Ones that know about the factory better than I, and maybe know the best way to get out of the factory. So if you ask me, we should try to connect to these Mudokons these days. That is probably the best way to convince people of escaping. So come on, lets go try and go meet the Mudokons!"
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Slap had remembered of the shorter route to getting in the Production and Packaging areas, and decided to follow the walls that lead to the R+R. While thinking to himself of how to find the Espressos, he reminded himself on how to handle a Fuzzle. He had to carry them around for Dr. Eloha back in the early days, so it should be no problem. But the only problem is that Fuzzles might very well not be near a cage, so he might need to sedate that Fuzzle. It struck him that all of his knock out gas was gone, and the Vykkers would have to operate on the Fuzzle without it being unconscious. That was also on his personal list of ordering supplies, but he might need one of the Vykkers back at the Labortory to do that. It was essiential for them to have the necessary tools to continue to perform operations.

He at last reached the closest enterance to the Production and Packaging area. He entered the monsterous section, but he couldn't hear any machinery working. Only the rumble of pipes was entering his ears. Slap was surprised to see that no Sligs or even Mudokons even were in the area. It was a wonder how this place even had the moolah to still run. Nevertheless, Slap wandered through the ground level of the area.

As Slap walked at a nice pace, he looked at the area he was at. He was curious on how everything worked, since he was at a level where Mudokons worked at. Every little barrel was planted nicely on conveyor belts that reminded him of the bodies he studied. Barrels of meat were packed on top of each other when he looked at the place he was at. He thought that this place might even be more wonderous if people actually worked here more often. Slap tried to stay positive, thinking that since the place is up and running again, people have to focus on the Grinders these days. But he still figured that someone should at least get some of the machines to transfer the barrels to the Goods train station. In fact....

Slap looked down and shook his head. This place probably needed 7 Mudokons at the least to get this place back up. Besides, it wasn't his job to start up the factory, just to heal the injuries around the place. Maybe sooner or later more Mudokons will start the place back up a little more. He continued to venture on, as he thought of his mission. Maybe he would come across one vendo on the higher levels.

Slap went by one ladder and looked at it. It lead to a higher level that apparentally had one of those vendos. Slap decided that he might want to drop his laptop on the floor, so he could climb the ladder. When he did slowly placed his laptop on the floor, he looked at the ladder. Normally, Interns would climb to higher levels since these kinds of ladders were not suitable for their awkard feet. But he guess he must try to at least climb the ladder. Slap grasped onto ladder and slowly pushed his legs up the rods on the ladder. He finally got the hang of it, trying to push up each leg onto a different rod when his arms were attached to much higher levels of rods.

Slap at last got to the top of the level that had the vendo. He glanced at the vendo and made his way for it. When he reached it, he pushed the button he saw numerous amounts of times repeatingly. Slap grabbed the Espressos and placed them into his apron's pocket. When he finished, he returned to the ladder he came from and made his way down to the ground level. From there, he placed his laptop into the same pocket and went to exit the Production and Packaging area. He made his way to the Grinder's stairs, where he could go and find the Stockyards.

[moxco]

This is my guy

Name:[well no one really knows his but his known as MoxCo. Executive]
Race:Glukkon
Gender:Male [we think he is any way.]
Age:Well i dont know oddworld years, so he is abot 38 earth years.
Appearance:He just looks like your average glockstar exept about 15cm taller.
Personality:Greedy, selfish and he loves his mollah [which he has a lot of]
Equipment: his box of cigars. [and the 2 body gards, armored bouncers follow him.]
History:MoxCo. executive use to own a company called MoxCo. and was the
4th ritches glukkon on oddworld, MoxCo. was a company that hired vykkers to fuzzle testing/ mutating . But one day Munch and abe came a long and flooded his MoxCo. labs and all they employ's drowned Ever since MoxCo. executive has been looking for a new job.

[moxco]

*Walks in the factory*
*doesnt see anyone*
*knocks on C.E.O.'s door* *knock knock*

[moxco]

"any one in here?"

[moxco]

*sits on a chair in ceos office lights a cigar*
*starts conver sation with bouncers*
"did u see any one when we came in?
bouncers:"No boss"

[moxco]

*falls to sleep on the chair wit cigar in his mouth*
T*he bounces guard the sleeping glockstar*

[moxco]

o.o.c. gtg

[Taytay]

ooc: Mox, I hate to get started on a bad foot with ya. But you only post once! All of your actions and sayings all go in one box! Then after someone else posts you can post again. Also, this RPG takes place WAY after Abe and Munch's time. (note: I am just trying to help you) Another thing, if he has bouncers there must be profiles for each of them. And something that I too had to learn: Profiles go in the specific W@RF profile thread. Another thing, Im pretty sure this forum doesn't appreciate things like: GTG, as much as other letter things like, ttyl, lol,mghn, bbs,bbl and other letter things. When you got off the train you should have read: that there are two sligs in the train station. Albino, and Jade. Sorry, I am just trying to help.

[Splat]

Indeed, the pint of RPGing is to interact with other people. For one thing there's no point in strolling around ignoring all other characters.
Secondly, you just made 6 posts to say what should have been said in one. Multiple posting is against the forum rules. If you keep doing things like that you can get a warning, possibly even a temporary ban.

[moxco]

*wakes up from sleep*

[moxco]

"Is CEO here Yet?"

[moxco]

"bouncer1 search the factory for any signs of any 1 bouncer 2 stay here and gaurd me incase danger might come"

[moxco]

ooc sory guys but my computer frooze thats y i didnt talk

[moxco]

.............

[Slaveless]

OOC: No. There is to be no random characters. You could write profiles for each of those characters. And please, read directions. I know you are new, but you should still look at the advice given to you. Also, maybe you should read maybe 3 pages back to get a good feel of the RPG. That could also give you an idea where everyone is.

[arkaznor]

OOC: Hey, I was wondering if I could add to my profile? Not change any thing, just add more, like background and a link to a pic.
IC:Ark eyes flickered open. As he looked around, blurry eyed, he realised where he was and got up shaking a bit.
"Uugghh... I guess it's better to do something, rather than laying down." Ark started what seemed to be the way into the main building. though, half way he thought, (What, if I go into there I might get lost, pushed into a meat grinder, shot, and or set on fire. But, given what has happened to me in the past something worse would almost happen, but it would back fire and only blow off my arm. Better get my pistol ready just in case.) Ark than loaded his gun and set it lose in its holder before starting off for the door.

[sligco]

(Ummm is it too late to join?)

[Zerox]

(Ummm is it too late to join?)

OOC: No, it shouldn't be. Put a profile(s) up in the W@RF Profile thread. NOT here.

[Splat]

It's always ok to edit your character profiles.

It's never too late to join.

MoxCo. Executive, if you don't stop multi-posting I'm going to have to give you a warning. IT IS AGAINST THE FORUM RULES.

[Munch's Master]

OOC: This is getting chaotic. Mox, please only post ONCE. You can edit posts you know instead of multi posting. Also I'd suggest you read back quite a bit so you understand what's happening, and interact with other characters. Also say who's speaking, as it can get confusing. Oh and please use proper speak, not l33t speak or abbreviations. And put profiles up for the bouncers. don't man to seem pushy, it's just somethingthat you've got to do for this RPG.

IC:
Arthur continued at his mad dash for the Station. His stomach was feeling bad, but the sooner he got there, the sooner he could stop running. He finally reached the station, just as he was about to throw up.
"Ugh, NEVER run on a full stomach!" He said aloud, trying to settle his stomach.
He then noticed he wasn't alone in the Station- there was that funny albino slig, and there was the Slig who wanted to cook with him, Jade.
"Hiya you 2. Oh, Jade, I'm er, just gonna Fone the Patents Office an' get a Chronicler to come down with all the paperwork. The cooking business'll be up an runnin then!"
He dialed 866421 into the recievcer and waited, as it rang.

(OOC: Slaveless, Taytay, there's your cues to start carrying out the PM idea)
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Dek sighed. "I know how it is with money, I've still yet to get paid just once for being here. Perhaps, when Slap returns, we can all go and ask Arnie for our paychecks. Or maybe not, he is a Glukkon after all, and you know how they are with their Moolah."
He then realised Praetyre wnated to hear some gruesome stories. "You're an odd fellow aren't you? Well, gruesome stories, let's see. I once had to infect a Scrab with gangrene, then dissect it while still alive to examine the effects. Also it wasn't under a sedative, and was just restrained in a reinforced-glass cage. Not particularly pleasant, I can tell you. It's whole body had gone green and mush-like.
Then there was a time at my first Labs when the Head Doctor at the time, I forget his name, something like Heinrich. He had a lazy eye. Anyway, this Vykker showed us a live demonstration on the effects of abundantiosis, from the Latin abundantiam, meaning abundant. It was that briefly tested biological weapon designed to create an excess of cells in the organs and blood vessels of the target, basically causing them to slowly and painfully swell up and explode. Anyway, he showed us its effects by contaminating a fuzzle, scrab, paramite, meep and mudokon all with the illness, then making us examien its effects. Only he gave each subject too much of the bacterium, and they swellled and exploded within a few seconds. Not pleasant. We were in Decontamination for days, a few of us weeks. Some never made it out."

[sligco]

A shadowy Glukkon walked into the facility wearing a black suit whith medals on it,behind him walked a slig with a cane"Why are we here boss"the slig asked "We have a buisness proposal"The glukkon answered "don't we have enough slig barackses around besides they probably already have a barracks"the slig said "Pop just calm down damb it were not leaving here whithout some sort of buisness"The glukkon yelled "Yes sir"the slig said and salluted "now who do we talk to around here?"He asked looking around"I dunno i'll go look"pop said and ran off the glukkon woddled down the halls

[moxco]

here is the profile for my to bounces

names:bouncer1 and bouncer2
races:slig
genders: both male
age; in earth years 28 [there twins so there both 28]
aperancer:just like any normal aroumed bouncer [slig]
equpment: there battons and there armour.
history:thay have been MoxCo. executives body gards for as long as they can rember [they both have bad memories]


p.s. MoxCo. Executive for short call im Moxy and the bouncers B1 & B2[b stands for bouncer not to be cofused with banana