SoulStorm Invasion

Armed Slig · #1 07-16-2002, 11:12 PM

Everyone join in wherever, whenever, however.
First RPG made by me, hopefully the first of many.
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He is Nedlandsfeld Kruger Fitzmokklein, the original leader and tactical brains behind FSAT-101. A slig of many talents, such as being able to do a handstand with mechanical pants on. He was looked at as a hero by many, but on the inside, he was far from it. Along the way he started getting lazy. In turn that lead to not doing his job anymore, which resulted in demotion. Now he strolls the lower levels of SoulStorm Brewery aimlessly in search and any terrorist Mudokun or foreign animal infestation.

Another day started once more, gaurding the the lower entrances and exits of the Necrum mines. He wasn't doing his job, though. Instead, he was watching his favorite channel on the SoulStorm cable network. The Magog on the March had just come on. He cared not of what was said, but one thing caught his interest ever so slightly.

"...and toilets are backin' up all over the place..."

He looked over to his lazy 'ol Slog, Iggi, and tapped it with the tip the of his machine gun, causing it to wake up. "Let's go." Were his words as he marched down the isle. After reaching the next hallway, near the Boiler Room, a siren sung through the tunnels. A slig's fratic voice fallowed.

"All Sligs be on alert for the terrorist Mudokuns who have introduced 'Fleeches' into the Necrum Mines. Nestings sites were discovered throughout the tunnels. Be on the look-out and shoot to kill. That is all."

This made him turn to his pet slog, who was growling and barking stupidly at nothing at all than falling bits of rock. "Get 'em..." He had said as the Slog parted quickly. He would seek and destroy both the Mudokuns responsible and the Fleech infestations.

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Too long? Too short? Pointless? Let me know.

mitsur · #2 07-17-2002, 01:47 AM

cool!make more

Armed Slig · #3 07-17-2002, 03:28 AM

Yep. That sucks that the RPG section is temporarily going down. I'll make another when it gets back up. How everyone will have something to look forward to.

oddling · #4 07-17-2002, 03:37 AM

Okay um.... hope this works.

Bill looked down at the stupid Slog that was barking at him. He was looking down at him through the ventilation system he was crawling through. He had just planted some Fleech's in the boiler room, and hoped this Slig he was looking at was stupid enough to go into there and get eaten. But then the Slig realized the Slog was barking at something. He said the two words no Mudokon wants to hear from a Slig with a Slog. "Get 'em." The Slog jumped up and ripped a hole in the pipe he was crawling through. He fell on to the floor with the Slog pinning him on his back. "Uh..... hi..... umm....look thers Elvis!" He pointed to the right. "Where?!" He shouted. Both the Slig and the Slog looked to the right, he took that oppertunity to make a run for it, he kicked the Slog off him and hightailed it to the exit. "Suckers!"

Is it good?

Oddling l:c l

Armed Slig · #5 07-17-2002, 03:42 AM

After being caught off-gaurd by the Mudokun by falling for a very stupid trick, he turned and saw the Mudokun runs. He had found a terrorist. "Freeze!" He yelled as he gave chase with his mechanical pants. His Slog was right on the Mudokun's tail. Iggi gave a fierce growl as he tackled the Mudokun to the floor just as he had reached. He pointed the gun into the rebel's face and growled. "Explain yourself!" His red glowing eye narrowed and his finger tensed on the trigger.

oddling · #6 07-17-2002, 04:37 AM

Bills heart was pounding. He had been caught by a Slig. Not to mention a stupid Slig. He had him cornerd and there was nothing he could do. He had been caught, and was going to die. The Slig stared at him with merciless red eyes that seemed to penetrate through him. There was nothing he could do at the moment but do what the Slig ordered. "My code name is Fishtale. My real name is Bill. I'm one of the Mudokons that planted Fleech's around the mines." He answerd. "Where'd you put them?!" He yelled. "That I can't tell you. You'll just have to look for yourself." "Tell me now! Where did you put the damned Fleech's!" His grip tightened on his gun. "Okay! I put them in area #51. Go look for yourself if you don't believe me!" They had planned something like this would happen, so they filled the area with Scrabs. The minute the unfourtionate Slig opened the door it was all over. He told him to get up and follow him. He shoved his gun harder into his head and kicked him. The only bad thing about the plan was that the Mudokon caught by the Slig was probably going to get eaten too. As he walked through the mines to his death he looked at the scenery. Not much, just some rocks, rocks, a spider, and some more rocks. But when you are about to be mauled to death by a Scrab, all those rocks seemed to look different. They seemed to tell a story of the past, of what Oddworld used to be, beofre the Glukkons, before the Sligs were used to work in factories, before the Magog Cartel, before all that there were the Mudokons, the Glukkons, the Sligs, the wildlife, and just life itself. Back when life was peacful, when Sligs didn't hold guns to your head, and Glukkons didn't rip your guts out for money. Back when Oddworld was just Oddworld. "I may seem dumb after that Elvis prank but not as dumb as you think. I've seen Mudokons boobie-trap doors before, you open it first!" The
Slig spit in his face. Just before he opened the door, he pressed a little button in his pocket, signaling to all the other Mudokons to get the heck out of there and take any other Mudokons workers with you. He opened the door and standing there was a menacing 7 foot tall Scrab, mean, hungery, and pissed off.

Oddling l:c l

Armed Slig · #7 07-17-2002, 04:51 AM

As he had seen the Scrab, his very fist reaction was to yell "Look out!". His buddy Iggi was ran forward, but a squeel was heard as it was thrown back behind him by the Scrab. He opened fire, not caring if the stupid Mudokun terrorist had been hit or not. He had killed that Scrab just as it sharged at him. His red eye shifted to Iggi, and then back to the Mudokun. He took the butt of his gun and slammed it against his head, dragging him by the feet to the nearest interrogation room for questioning on the exact locations of the nests. He hadn't thought about Iggi's bruised body laying there. He figured the Slog could take care of himself. Upon reaching the room, he threw that Mudokun at the farthest chair from the room and stood in front of the now closed door. The room was pretty much empty eccept a table and two chairs. A ventilation entrance also was on the ceiling, but too far up to reach. He aimed his machine gun. Behind where Bill was standing was a few sploches of blood left by un-cooperating Mudos. He grinned, if you could call it that, and barked aloud for Bill to hear. "Gimme the nesting locations and Scrab strongholds!" The race was on to save the Slig race of the Necrum Mines. Sure this terrorist was trying to save his own kind, but did he really have to do it by planting Fleeches. Although mean and cold-hearting, these Sligs were slaves too. If only they had enough brains to do something about it.

oddling · #8 07-17-2002, 08:18 PM

Well this was it. No one said a life of crime was glamerous, or long. He crossed his fingers and hoped that the other heard the warning about the Scrans. Maybe someone would come and help,but at the moment he had two choices, save his tush and betray his species, or go down in history as one of the bravest Mudokons and get blown to bits. Well he was probably going to walk into a meatgrinder the next day cause a gypsy told him to beware of your surroundings so he chose the second one. "I'm not tellin you, you gizmo pants freik." He said and stuck his tounge out at him. "I guess you didn't hear my question right, TELL ME WHERE THE FLEECH'S ARE OR I'LL BLAST YOUR HEAD OFF!!!!!!!" He pointed the gun closer to his head and his finger tensed on the trigger. "No you're the one that didn't hear me right, I, am, not, telling, you, you, gizmo, pants, freik. Phlblblblbl!" He stuck out his tounge again. "I tried reasoning with you but you gave me no choice. *Sigh* Why do they always have to pick the hard way?" He smiled a strange Slig smile and aimed his gun. A little red laser light appeared on Bills head. He closed his eyes and waited for the bang. "See you in hell sucker."

Oddling l:c l

mitsur · #9 07-17-2002, 11:07 PM

(This is an exiting part

)NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOO"yelled a voice as Bill was pushed out of the way by a mud just in time."CRAP!"yelled the slig as he missed."RUNNNNNNNNN!"yelled the mud.Bill didn't ask anything he just screamed like a sissy and ran out of the room.The mud tried to follow but was blocked by the slig."You're not leaving alive buster"he said as he pulled the trigger.But just in time the mud did a Matrix-dodge(like Neo did on the roof)from the bullets and ran after Bill."Who are YOU?"Bill asked."Alex,a.k.a you're new best friend."

oddling · #10 07-18-2002, 12:19 AM

Hahaha!!! The matrix thats good!

Okay now things were getting strange. It was the second time he had almost been killed, but this time he had a strange Mudokon with him. And boy was he right, he was his new best friend!!!! After they got away from the Slig he told him his name. "Hi *pant* I'm Bill *pant* thanks for the save back there. *pant* " "No prob. Good thing you sounded that alarm though, or else we'd all be Scrab chow right now." "Aw it was nothing. All I did was press a little button, you actually saved me." "You xall that saving you? It was easy." "Hey are you one of the Mudokons that have been planting Fleech's around the mines?" "Naw, I'm just friendly your friendly neihborhood Spiderman." Right after he said that an alarm sounded and res lights flashed. "Attention all Sligs, there are two Mudokon terrorists on the loose. They are unarmed but still highly dangerous, take extreme caution." "Guess that means we have to go!"

Oddling l:c l

Armed Slig · #11 07-18-2002, 04:27 AM

Ned sat up, dumbfounded at what exactly just happened. Iggi bursted into the room and growled and barked at the usual unseen person, awaiting a command. He rubbed his head and rolled ot his feet, shouting to Iggi as he pointed down the hallway they had taken off down. "Get 'em! Get 'em get 'em get 'em!" He was pissed. He gave chase anyhow, firing his gun any chance he got. Bill and his savious, Alex, had came upon a room, a freezer where the boiler room itself was kept to prevent burst via heat. As the two found themselves in tight situation, they hid behind on of the huge reactors. He air-tight-shut the door behind him and performed a security lock. The room was cold and small puffs of icy breath hung the air as his red eye examined the area. His eye rested upon, what he thought, was a foot. He shoot. BAD MOVE. Just then about five Fleeches jumped at the sound and chirped loudly, moving ever so slighlty to disturb the once peacful area. He froze and took a few steps back.

mitsur · #12 07-19-2002, 12:56 AM

"C'mon!We have to make it to my beach house!We'll be safe there!"said Alex."Let's go!"said Bill and they ran across the small field and went into the darkness.BUT.......the slig's infra red eye showed them running near the edge of of oddworld to a small beach.He didn't know how he got out of the fleechs way then got away,but it didn't matter anymore.He had to capture the muds before the boss found out.

Will Bill and Alex make it?Or will the slig get them?

Armed Slig · #13 07-19-2002, 01:49 AM

He had shot all those Fleeches to where they belonged. They had, unfortunatly, eaten Iggi alive. He was running off fear and rage now as he continued to chase those damn Muds. He skid to a stop as his eye picked them up running off to a beach. An easy target for a FSAT. He laughed and brought his Comm. microphone to his mouth. "I've spotted the two running off for a beach. Get an attack team in here, pronto. Heh heh heh." He fallowed after them even though the attack team would be sent in. Various debris kept him from a steady run through the feild thanks to those mechanical pants, but his small and simple mind was set on revenge. A siren blasted from the south. The flying Sligs were in pursuit just as he reached the beach, which would soon turn into a war-ground.

mitsur · #14 07-19-2002, 01:29 PM

"Oh crap they got flying sligs!HIT THE DECK ALEX!"Bill screamed and pulled him to the ground as a grenade blew up behind them."We'll be safe in my home where we can think of a plan"Alex screamed over all the noise.They did'nt really have a chance but they were going to try."RRRRRUUUUUUUNNNNNN!!!!!!"Alex yelled and they ran faster then ever had before."See that hole in the beach?"Alex yelled to Bill on the way."Yeah I see it!"Bill yelled back."Well jump into it!Thats my home!"He yelled."NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"yelled the slig."The're gonna get away!"he said and went to help.

Can Alex and Bill make it?

Armed Slig · #15 07-19-2002, 07:11 PM

I'm finishing up today before the RPG closes down. Yes, Bill and Alex will make it.
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The Flying Sligs had bombed the hell out of the beach, but to no avail. The two had got away. As he russled about in the bush a few flying Sligs spotted him. "Freeze!" They barked. He hadn't know they were talking to him and just as he exited the brush three or four grenades were dropped on his, instantly blowing him up. The Sligs realized their mistake, but just laughed. "Huh huh. Gotcha." They flew off.

oddling · #16 07-20-2002, 02:38 AM

Hahaha! they blew up Ned! Bwahahaha!

After a figuring out a detailed and complicated plan, Alex and Bill stuck their heads out of the hole and were ready to run like hell. "Okay on the count of three......... THREE!" Shouted Alex as they darted across the beach. But after a few seconds they realized there weren't any Flying Sligs chasing them. Just a beach with black sand from grenades, and a big dead Slig lying on the ground. "Hey isn't that the guy that tried to blast my head off?" Asked Bill. "Who cares? Lets play soccer with his head now!" So they took off his head and had a great time playing soccer. THE END!

Oddling l:c l

Armed Slig · #17 07-20-2002, 02:53 AM

Heh heh. A fitting end for a gun-ho Slig like Ned. Well, that's all for now. G'night everybody (screen fades to black).

mitsur · #18 07-20-2002, 02:11 PM

*Bows*Thankyou.I'd like to thank my agent for telling me how to make such a good story

Armed Slig · #19 07-20-2002, 08:31 PM

Say wha? Heh heh. Nice story people.

oddling · #20 07-21-2002, 09:30 PM

Your agent sucks Mitsur!!!!! I bet your agent uses the Chubakka defense!!!

Oddling l:c l

mitsur · #21 07-22-2002, 02:02 AM

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Originally posted by oddling
Your agent sucks Mitsur!!!!! I bet your agent uses the Chubakka defense!!!

Oddling l:c l

my agent is really don knotts