Work at Rupture Farms (v.6)

[Zozo the Zrilufet]

OOC: Ah, okay.

[Munch's Master]

OOC: First of all, woah, there's another surge of new people.
Secondly, Marco,m there IS no sign-up machine. To get a job here your character has to speak to Arnie and Otto (The Glukkon owners, and dripik's characters(Dripik is the creator of the RPG))
Finally, Splat, I'm not sure, but I think Kix and Dean are heading to or from the Storage Room on the 2nd floor.

[Patrick Vykkers]

OOC: The map is on page 1 of this topic.

[Marco the Glukkon]

Occ:: Oops, sorry guys! Didn't mean anything by it, it's just someone said you have to enter the area somehow..and I saw an Oddworld picture where mudokons were being registered or something. They were all lined upin a row before a registration thingie. The picture was on the Oddworld Library, so I didn't know that I had to talk to anyone. I guess I just tried to use my imagination lol. I am new to this Oddworld Roleplay so if I am doing something wrong thanks for pointing it out for me...it helps

Also, my character is not a shoot-um-up guy, it just was an intro to show how his character is. The attack on the machine was just to show he isn't afraid to use his weapon, even though he will rarely use it during the Rp.

[Splat]

Jim followed Sturg into the tower and stood just inside the door, watching the meech and feling awkward.
Somi rolled her eyes and headed towards the kitchen the two mudokons had found.

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Krik eventually reached the catwalk above the main grinding area. He stopped, looking around, and spotted Arnie talking with some other glukkon and watching the muds on the floor below. "Ah! There he is," He announced, pointing him out to the mud who had been following him. "Come on, there are some stairs over here."

ooc: Short post. Apologees.

[Arxryl]

ooc: we shall forgive you...

Ike saw him point down to Arnie the Glukkon and walked over to the stairs and began to descend.

[IloveHammy!]

ooc:Alrightie.Sorry to keep leaving you guys.My family is always going on little trips.Hey,they're fun!Oh,and by the way,it's okay Arxryl.With a name like 'Opple',it's more than likely people mistake her for a Clakker!

[Zerox]

IC: Sturg looked around. Nothing appeared to be there they hadn't seen before. Then he saw, in the corner, a very dusty cupboard.
"Hey, uh, Jim, think there's anything in this cupboard? You can open it. You have hands."

[Splat]

ooc: Hey guys, a few months a go I promised a story based around some of my RPG characters. Well, I've just started posting it in fancorner! The opening has Stivik, who was my first W@RF character and left the RPG a while ago, though some of you may remember him. And I'll be sticking Krik in later on, so come and have a look!
Please

IC:
Krik hurried after the mudokon, showed him out of his way as he hurried down stairs and emerged in the grinders, "Arnie! I'd like a word please!"

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Jim nodded and went across to the cupboard. He pulled on it. It was a little stiff but opened with a strong tug. He peered inside. "It's full of guns," He muttered quietly, "They look pretty old, though."

[Slaveless]

OOC: Sorry for not being around, I was frustrated for the moments I wasn't posting.

I'll post as Slap later.

IC: Molt was rather insulted by Arnie's claim for having him being resposible for all of the incidents that had happened around here. How was it his fault? All he did was break an elevator. Besides that, he saw everything he did was rather agreeing with Arnie's terms. Such as when he had that Glukkon beat it, it had Arnie have time to kick him out of the factory before the Glukkon could speak with him. Or with Goresplatter, when that Slig blew off his arm, Arnie could have fired him before the Slig could have done something more drastic. And with Crappiqu, he could've thrown to Skillya's direction for trying to commit homicide on two members in the Labortory. But what did he do? Nothing, because his little philsophy caused everyone to have so many second chances, the members of the facility didn't learn from their mistakes. They could get away with anything. And Arnie should learn that before he goes on blaming other non-trouble makers for actually not messin' up.

Before Molt could do anything, or even swear at that, he saw two members he regonized, approched Arnie. RG-49, had changed within two hours. He now had a shattered face, but the Mudokon did not have a scratch, yet he had a story. The two told Arnie of their incidents, and he listened eagerly to find out who was able to take smackin' at robots and lived. When he heard it was Gappiqu and Goresplatter, he was both pitched in rage and laughter. He was frustrated that this kind of thing happened because Arnie completely ignored the two's trouble making behaviours, but he was also ammused by the irony. Arnie probably deserved it, but on the other hand, the robot or the Mudokon did not. If it was up to him, they should be hunted down and given no mercy. Then the little a******s could face what they deserve.

Before he could laugh hysterically or yell at Molt, his larynx couldn't take the intense actions it must perform. Slowly, he was caught short of breath, had no control over his gun, and had became wobbly on his pants. All because he couldn't raise his voice properly. He dropped his gun and his throat felt clogged. Molt had lost his voice in ten second.

Molt calmed his voicebox and reached down to pick up his gun. When he did, he realized that now a Vykker, followed by a Mudokon and two Steefs, were now wanting to speak to Arnie. If distractions kept on being applied, he would never be able to get a job in time. He had to make his point clear and fast, if he wanted something. Molt said in his low and rasp voice, "Everyone wants to speak to Arnie. So shush, wait in line, and accept that I have been needing to speak to Arn longer than you will ever."
He continued, "Arnie, I have just lost my voice and lost control of my gun in a matter of seconds. Does that mean anythin' to ya, that maybe, just maybe, I couldn't even mess someone's day up now? Ya should just let the fact go that I broke yer elevator, and do this. Send yer Sligs after those two knitwits, encage them, and send them to Skillya. Is it that hard to say you hired two manaics and yer wrong? Just get rid of them. If you like, I could fix up yer robot. Just to say how nice I really am. Just hire me, and I won't have to bother ya ever again. How about that?"

[Arxryl]

Ike stopped right behind the Vykker, and glanced over at the Slig in front of them.
Ike thought : "I wonder what happened to him? He looks nervous... or really ticked off..."

Ike waited in the line that was now somewhat formed, and waited patiently, as he had nothing else to do.

[Zerox]

IC: "Maybe this tower was some sort of barracks or sleeping quarters before the old Rupturefarms got blown up?" Sturg then preceeded to pull out a gun and laid it on the floor, and used his small arms to pull the trigger. The gun made a loud bang noise, and a bullet ended up next to the wall.
"They're still operational...take what you want, I suppose."

[IloveHammy!]

ooc:I may have to post off and on every now and then because I'm going camping again tonight.Oh,and I don't really know where to take Shickwayla and Opple.Whats the most interesting spot in the factory?I just need some action!

[Marco the Glukkon]

"Well isn't this peachy. I get transported to this rundown old trash heap, and they don't even show you where to go! This is ridiculous....Oh well, maybe I can wander around until I can find the office. Hey, maybe I'll stumble along and find the cafeteria! Oh boy, Scrab Legs....mmmm."

Zuka's mouth watered as he sniffed the air. There was a combination of some garlic-like smell, and the smell of old dusty grinders. Someone was cooking and he didn't have anything to eat all day. Was the cafeteria open? Gosh, if he went through every nook and cranny of this place, he would certainly die before he found it!

He started walking toward the grinding level area 2 and took in all the sights. Something about grinders got him happy, and he didn't know why. Was it because him and his buddies used to trip Muds into the grinders on purpose, or is it because of the tasty foods that grinded everyday, 24/7? Zuka didn't know or care, it all felt good to him the same.

Large grinders, dull and covered in pieces of nameless animals, littered the hallway. Surprisingly, they still looked like the could cut through steel even though they were dulled. The sun gleamed through the large windows as Zuka sniffed again.

"Boy, it sure is quiet around here. No Muds, no Sligs, not nuttin'."

Suddenly, Zuka's head started to throb. Flashbacks of the time at Vykkers', the gunshot, the sound of the explosion, the shower of red....

"Ugh, maybe I should lie down. Dear Odd, not again....."

Zuka's voice started to trail off as he fell to the ground. He knew no more....

[OddjobAbe]

OOC: I haven't posted around here for a while, nad cannot, as I need to get back on track. Just thought I'd drop in and say. Not that anyone would be interested.

[sligger]

ic: gosh dang it, i am really hungry, why am i wandering down some path. i should go back to the cafeteria because i am hungry.
* phill smacks his forehead and flys quickly to the cafeteria.*
phills thoughts: my stupid mind plays tricks on me so much i could cry.

[Munch's Master]

OOC: HELLLOOOOOO? Slaveless, are Kix and Dean ever going to interact again? Dripik, where are you? I need #7 Slig to reply to Arthur and Dek, as i can't do anything until then. Please?

[Zozo the Zrilufet]

OOC: How do I know if people are replying to me?

[Patrick Vykkers]

OOC: ILH, the most interesting place to go is generally the cafeteria or work area. Sometimes you might want to check the executive office or the area around the labs too. The basement always has action.
ZTZ, just see if your character's species or name is specifically mentioned in the same spot your character last was. Then, you'll know.

[IloveHammy!]

ooc:Thanks Patrick!I'll go to the basement...

ic:
Shickwayla:"Hey,since there's not much going on up here,lets check out the basement."
Opple:"I dunno,sis.Basement's are freaky."
Shickwayla:"Oh,you Clakker,come on!It'll be fun.Besides,we need to go to bed soon anyway,so lets have a little fun while we still can."
Opple:*Not too sure*"Okay."*Pulls out her map to see how they can get to the basement.*

ooc:Sorry for the short post!

[Marco the Glukkon]

OOC: Sorry guys, I do not know how to really introduce new characters on here when I already have one, so here I go!

Clem: Wow! What a view!

Clem the Mudokon silently stepped off of the train. His large, yellow orb-like eyes scanned the large machinery and vast mechanics. The grinders and saws slowly turning with his eyes in amazement. Large clanking sounds can be heard. Setting his large duffle bag on the ground, he observed the area.

Clem: I have never seen a place like this before...wow....Oh!

Clem grabbed the sticky note attached to his back. It was large and yellow with big black lettering that spelled. "TALK TO ARNIE, MUD!"

Clem: This is really yellow paper....but maybe I should go find Arnie! I wish they coulda given me a map or something. Arnie must be the head guy...boy I hope he doesnt want to rip my legs off like the last one...yeesh!

Clem grabbed his duffle bag, and walked toward the grinder area 2, praying he wouldn't get lost...

[Arxryl]

Ike looked over his shoulder and watched the Shickwayla and Opple looking over a map. Temptation was pushing him to go to the basement along with them, but that would defeat the whole purpose of being here.

Ike thought: "...If I don't wait to talk to Arnie now, I might not get another chance. I'll just have to check the basement later..."

He then turned back around and continued to wait patiently.

[Marco the Glukkon]

Clem could not believe it. He was in Rupture Farms, the most famous and biggest meat processing plant on Oddworld. He never truly knew of this place, only in stories. Stories of massacre and destruction. But from what he could see, it was comfortable, albiet alittle dark and damp. He could have stayed and watched the scenery all day long, wanting to climb up the rafters, but he had to talk to Arnie.

Suddenly, as if time stood still, he noticed the White Slig on the ground. The Slig looked as if he was asleep. He was laid out on his back, a small trickle of saliva coming out of his mouth.

"Wow...I heard Sligs are lazy, but I didn't realize how much! Hey buddy, you ok?"

Clem slowly walked toward the Slig, cautious and leary of the creature. The Slig was much bigger than any normal Slig, and that gun on his shoulder did not look inviting, not at all. Clem put his han dout and, ever so slighly, touched the white Slig.

"Um....buddy....I can't find my way to Arnie's office....can you help me?"

Clem touched the slig again.

"Hello...are you listening?"

Then it dawned on him. This Slig was not asleep, he was unconcious! Clem, withough thinking, began to scream.

"HELP! SOMEBODY, THIS SLIG IS DOWN! SOMEBODY HELP!!!!"

From all of the time he had lived in the Sprooce Forest, Clem feared Sligs like the plague. They carried guns and shouted insults, they slept and smoked right in your face. But at that very instant, he could not possibly watch this Slig die... or whatever he was doing.

"HELP, PLEASE THIS SLIG IS DOWN!!!!"

[IloveHammy!]

ooc:Arxryl,are you going with Opple and Shickwayla or are you still following Arnie?I can't tell,but if you want to team up with my girls,you can!

[OddjobAbe]

IC: *#0012 marched up the corridor, heading towards the main lifts*. He pressed the button for the lift to ascend, but nothing came. The doors didn't even open. *He wedged the end of his gun into the opening of the doors, then levered them open, as if he was using a crowbar. He noticed A cable, the cable on which the lift was hung on, and reached out to grab it. As he slid down the cable, the lift began to slide from the top downwards. #0012 reached the lower door, noticing the spikes on the ground, and obviously the lift plummeting down toward him. 'Shit,' he thought to himself. Using one hand, he kept a hold on the cable, using another hand, he grasped his gun and forced open the door. He quickley swung out of the lift shaft, before being crushed.

OOC: I'm not finishing off this post yet, I'm a lazy git, so I'll edit it later.

[Arxryl]

ooc:Arxryl,are you going with Opple and Shickwayla or are you still following Arnie?I can't tell,but if you want to team up with my girls,you can!

OOC: Ike is staying to talk to Arnie, otherwise he won't legally have a job.
But the basement is looking inviting to him. Another place to explore, and more oppurtunities to help and such... But as of right now he is waiting eagerly in line... for now.


*Ike waited patiently. Nothing much was happening, but suddenly, he heard a loud cry. He twitched and turned towards the noise, and heard where the sound was coming from.
His acute sense of hearing, heightened from birth due to the things that happened to him as an egg, was able to pick up things that average creatures couldn't. Especially if it was some kind of threatening, or distress sound.*

*He quickly glanced from Arnie to the stairs. Arnie to the stairs.

"HELP, PLEASE THIS SLIG IS DOWN!!!!" He heard the cry again. Without another thought, he raced towards the stairs, and with un-matched agility climbed them and upon reaching the top, he burst out into a all-out sprint.
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He reached the area where the white slig was laying, and a mudokon was close to him. Breathing heavily, he knelt down near the Slig.

He then quickly glanced at the mudokon, and then back to the Slig. He put his hands together, and began to whisper some sort of chant under his breath. Blue orbs of light began to swirl around him, and the slig.
He began to chant louder, and looked as if a large amount of strain was being put on his mind. His temples grew very thick and were pulsating.

Ike was thinking: Come on... work. Wake him up. Heal him. wake him up. heal him. wake him up. heal..........

[Marco the Glukkon]

"Oh thank Odd, some help! He was like this when I saw him!"

Clem stared in amazement at the mystic Mud (Ike), amazed at what he was seeing. Part of him was amazed, lost in the peacful chanting. But another part of him was frantic, worried for the life of the white slig. Clem closed his eyes and prayed hard, hopefully to change events or disappear or have a hamburger appear in front of his eyes, ANYTHING. He was too scared to care.

Clem's mind suddenly went white, as well as his eyes and he started to chant along with Ike. It was almost as if something was compelling him to. He did not know why he was doing it, but he was. His body was blue and a large aura flowed around him, joining Ike's.

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The sun will glisten with beauty and grace
As time stands still with the joining of race


The message left him as Zuka's eyes snapped open, and he roared like a lion. The loud noise made Clem fall backward. Zuka, sweating, looked around.

"What the heck happened? One minute I'm walking around, and the next...."

Zuka saw Ike and Clem looking at him. Suddenly, anger filled his heart.

"Alright..."

Zuka pointed his finger at them

"Which one of you primates used their chants on me? Huh? Tried to get control of me, huh? Well, you better think twice before messing with a rank A elite Slig."

Zuka pointed at his gun.

"You see that? That's my peacemaker. And I don't need anyone's help. If you think you can control me with your mind games....you'll answer to her. Got it?

OCC:: Sorry if Zuka's so rough, i'm just experimenting with a new type of character.

[Arxryl]

"Um... okay. I don't want to answer to...her. But, I wasn't trying to possess you, you were just, well, unconcious. This guy here," *Ike paused and pointed at Clem.* "...he called for help 'cause you were knocked out."

*He shifted uneasily in his trenchcoat, and looked down at his pale purplish feet. Nervousness began to surge through him as he tried to think of what to do/say next.*

"Well, uh... I'd better get, um, going." *he said, glancing quickly at the large gun, held by an equally large Slig, and began to inch back.*

[Marco the Glukkon]

Clem looked at the white slig, then back at Ike. Clem liked this new mudokon friend, as he had just saved this Slig's life. Why was the Slig so mean and cruel? Maybe something happened to him? Clem didn't know, but he did want to explore some more, and maybe he could finally meet some friends. Then he got an idea. He turned to Ike.

"Wait!" Clem yelled after Ike.

Zuka turned around and glared at Clem.

"Please, don't run away! I'm kinda lost myself, and I am sure this Slig is too. Um, if you don't mind me asking, but do you know where Arnie's office is? I just came here a few minutes ago and I do not know where I am going. Hey! Maybe we can all go together!" Clem said.

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Zuka laughed.

"HA! Go with you! What kind of stupid slig do you think I am, trusting my life with some muds! Hm....but...if you do know the way, I guess I could use your information." Zuka's eyes glared at Clem as if he hated the notion, then he turned to Ike.

Zuka wanted to keep a close eye on this one....especially since he couldn't get that rhyme out of his head at times. What was that anyway.....?

[dripik]

RG turned to where he heard Molt's voice. "What an 'encouraging' offer. A Slig organic who wants to rebuild my optical sensory systems and facial plates..."

But RG was interrupted by Arnie, who looked relatively angry again. He was glaring at Molt. "What's that? You think you can tell me what to do with those two runaway Sligs? Let me remind you. You're in no position to order people around here. Especially not me!"

He took a breath and continued. "And what do you mean you can't control your voice and gun and whatnot? Shall we tie you up in the basement or something? That would keep you away from trouble."

Otto eyed Arnie and Molt. "At least the Head's blood pressure is on the right track again." he thought. He expected the Slig to cause some arguements, seeing the stuff he already did.

RG, who realised that the topic has changed, decided to leave, and successfully ran into Rick. The Mudokon nearly fell to the ground. "Next time, tell me if you want to leave. You'll walk into a grinder if you keep this up."

"Negative." said RG, while they were leaving the Grinding Station, heading to the workshop room Rick found earlier. "Active grinders are generating a lot of noise, and since I'm not deaf, I won't walk into them. Unactive grinders are silent, therefore harmless, so..."

"OK, OK, let's concentrate on your repairs." said Rick impatiently.

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"Hey, I almost forgot!" said #7 Slig to Dek. "We can reach RG from here, he can receive radio calls. Hmm... Might as well have a go at these new SCU gadgets."

He pressed the button on his SCU he installed earlier into his pants. "#7 here, RG-49, do you copy? Over."

After a few moments and a bit of static, the robot's voice came in. "What do you want, Slig organic? Over." said RG.

"Have you seen Molt? We're looking for him, he's on the loose again. Over."

"He's having a discussion with the Boss now, at the Grinder Station."

"With the boss?! And you left him with him?" asked #7 Slig alarmed.

"The Boss was handling the situation perfectly well when I was leaving the area. I wouldn't worry about..." said the robot, but #7 Slig turned his SCU off without a word. "OK Dek, that's trouble, isn't it?" he asked.