Oddworld: Along the Border:

[Patrick Vykkers]

IC:
Colonel Vernel replied to the Gloktigi (Chelon);
"Corporal, take yourself and a fireteam, namely 3 Inhabitants, to escort the Vykker out of here. I'll call up our resident bureaucrat here and have him mangle this pathetic perv legally. Then, when he's helpless, offer him this contract. I give you the temporary, one time power to offer it to this Vykker only. Get this guy hired, and I'll cut back your night duty by 1 hour."

[Zerox]

OOC: People...where the hell has everyone gone? It's like half of Oddworld Forums has lost internet connection. W@RF appears to be not doing so great either.

IC: Chelon took the contract "Out of here, sir? If he's away from here, how his he supposed to be...mangled, as you say? Surely that operation could be done within the facility? Otherwise, where specifically 'out of here' should I take him?"

[Zozo the Zrilufet]

OOC: Welll.....I believe some people got crashed after Venks left, Slaveless is busy aaaand I dunno, I haven't really been doing anything myself, I've been waiting for you to go investigate the cage with Pretzels in it. Just wanna say congrats Zerox, you seem like one of those few people that can keep at an RP, whilst newcomers tend to just come then go whoosh and bye in silence. And I think Munch's Master is off somewhere. I think I might go bug Venks for the 123456789th time, to see if he's happy with the godmoddling or whatever.

IC

(Med bay?)

Sagittarius the blonde scruffy steef tried to calm the pink shirted vykker, to no avail. He wouldn't stop screaming and panicking and scurrying around like a bug under a jar. Sighing, he roared out to the skies again at the top of his voice, seeing if that would shock any sense to him. The vykker froze for a moment, then screeched again and was worse. The steef sighed in irritance and hopelessness, then rattled that metal cage with his strong steef arms.

"Look man, if you don't chill..!" He stopped, leaning and gripping against the bars/mesh with his arms. Perhaps something could appeal to this nut. He recalled him earlier. He had a suitcase; he must of liked that possesion of his. And there was that...Dead psychedellicly-coloured and clothed body. He shuddered at the thought of whatever went on in that nutter's head, then smiled fakely. The vykker was too distressed and brainwahsed by fake smiles from bullies in his lifetime, to know he was up to something.

"What about ya lil'..." He winced. "Puppet back there? Or, ummm...Female friend?" Using those positive words disgusted him. He hoped he didn't see that body the way he thought he did. The vykker's rolling yellow eyes briefly turned to him, then away again. There was no use for Pretzels Salty Cheesy Tequila to even try and look back, his opsoclonus would prevent him from doing so. The 30-something vykker gathered up all the sanity he could for the one he loved. Being stuck in a cage wasn't his priority now.

"R-...Rainbow?" He began in his high pitched voice. "Y-YOU SAW RAINBOW?!" He shrieked off the top of his head. "OH ODD OH ODD OH ODD!" The steef snatched his ears and screwed up his face. "WHAT DID THAT MONSTER DO TO HER?!" As he wailed, his cage rattled and he almost fell, if it weren't for the balance advantage of having three amputated legs. He stopped and snivelled on the spot.

The steef inhaled, then sighed deply. His blue eyes met the vykker's yellow ones. The vykker was desperate for answers; the steef just wanted to get him out of there, and fast. Sagittarius' mouth quivered open as he thought of what to say.
"If you mean that -" He avoided the word dead. The guy would most likely take a fit at the phrase. He didn't seem to treat her as if she was dead, with the worrying about her and all.

"...Rainbow...Girl..." He chose his words carefully. "Then I think she's...Lying on th' grass outside. Sleepin'. Maybe sunbathin'. Maybe she's just in a lil' shock after that glotigi attacked." He tried to calm the madman/shemale.
"That monster has a species?!" Pretzels wailed, up against the bars. The steef nodded lightly. He was a foreigeiner to non Western Mudos, obviously they didn't have gloktigi.
"Mmhmm." He answered calmy. "Pretty nasty things, with their sticky gunk n' all." Pretzels' mind was amok over Rainbow Fruitcake, his beloved taxidermied mudokon female.

"Is she alright?! How will I see her again?! Did the glockygi eat her?! Is she hurt?!" Sagittarius could of held his ears at that high pitched whiny vykker voice. He cleared his throat.
"She looked fine, he didn't eat her and 'e just brought you here and left. He spoke, so I guess he must be a rare smart one or somethin'." The steef reassured. The vykker sighed longly, then returned to panic.
"What if he's saving me to eat for later?!" The steef facepalmed hard, and so the cycle began again. He blabbered some quick comforts then dashed off to get the body. At least it would keep Pretzels quiet. On the other hand, he didn't trust that man/pangender alone with her. Dark innocence-shattering thoughts pierced his mind as he galloped back to where Slax and Mik would be.

OOC: I add a character bio later, yay. And yay Haloween right now in Scotland. As I type.

Name:

Minsu. Any cartoon-ish outlaw surnames or middle names remain a mystery to her.

Species:

Outlaw. Not a usual fat brown kind.

Age:

Around 8 to ten in outlaw years.

Appearence:

Minsu is short, thin and scrawny, made shorter looking by the fact she travels in an army crawl position. Her skin is black, with one white marking over each eye. Her clothes are brown, filthy and ragged, to the extent they've fallen apart a little. Her misshapen mouth comes with a protruding fang, and teeth that look like she's been socked in the face a couple of times. [/center]

Personality:

Minsu will usually scurry out of others upon noticing them. She isn't very social either, and very naive. She didn't really go to school, get out much, and so has little knowledge and social skills. She has bad emotional scars.

[Zerox]

OOC: If Venks has left, just have someone take over his characters. it's hardly fair on us lot for this to happen to us. Either take control of them as NPCs and make them eventually leave the facility, or have them permanently. There's not alot else we can do, unless someone has contact with Venks. Or, we can completely ignore his characters and pretend they don't exist. It's your choice, guys.

[Patrick Vykkers]

IC:
Colonel Vernel replied to the Gloktigi (Chelon);
"I want him out, and I don't like being given lip by a Corporal. But if you must know, it's so if he escapes, he doesn't dart around the base messing things up."

[Venks]

OOC: I really thought this role play was dead. Though you won't find me returning cus I just don't have the time for it. I'd prefer not to have my characters turned into NPCs especially Chris as that character means very much to me. Moo.

[Zerox]

IC: Chelon nodded "I understand, sir. Where exactly should I take him?"

OOC: You don't want your characters turned into NPCs?
So what are we meant to do with them? Can't just leave them there, getting in everyone's way.

[Patrick Vykkers]

OOC: No offense, but considering you aren't going to use them, what exactly is the point, as Zerox said.
IC:
Colonel Vernel replied to the Gloktigi (Chelon);
"Take him outside the north gate."

[Venks]

OOC: The point is I said so. Chris is a character I care much for so I don't want him/her becoming an NPC. He also can't be killed off because he exists in W@RF which takes place after this. So say my chars got transfered or something.

[Slaveless]

OOC: Then my characters have nowhere to go. I haven't posted because you haven't Venks. I replied to your's a good few months ago.

It would make no sense if both of our characters were transferred, due to their current actions. And I don't want either Cora or Kole to be killed off, their story is to exist.

[Venks]

OOC: For you Author I'll come back to this role play. Just not right now as I'm busy. I'm going to a anime convention, Nekocon, this weekend(including Friday). I'm gonna be raving, dancing/flirting with girls, playing in game tournaments, hugging random people, taking pictures of scantily clad cat girls, and much much more. When I come back I'd love to do some role playing. I was about to give it up but after re-reading James's profile I just couldn't do it. I just love the fact that he doesn't give a flying f*** about anything. I got some work to do with Jim and we all love Chris. ;P

[Slaveless]

OOC: Yay! I can roleplay in a much easier environment now.

[Zerox]

IC: "Yes sir, right away" Chelon left the tower and headed towards the cafeteria, for the backup he was commanded to take with him.

[Zerox]

IC: "Yes sir, right away" Chelon left the tower and headed to the cafeteria to obtain the backup he had been ordered to take.

[Zozo the Zrilufet]

OOC: For you Author I'll come back to this role play. Just not right now as I'm busy. I'm going to a anime convention, Nekocon, this weekend(including Friday). I'm gonna be raving, dancing/flirting with girls, playing in game tournaments, hugging random people, taking pictures of scantily clad cat girls, and much much more. When I come back I'd love to do some role playing. I was about to give it up but after re-reading James's profile I just couldn't do it. I just love the fact that he doesn't give a flying f*** about anything. I got some work to do with Jim and we all love Chris. ;P

Elisha shall bicycle kick you. And yaaay Chris. I do something nows.

IC:

(MED BAY)

Pretzels squealed in delight when Sagittarius came galloping back, Rainbow slung over his shoulder. He was practically doing a song and dance in his cage. He tutted upon closer inspection.
"She does not like being bitten!" He shook his head at Sagittarius. He had her arm in his mouth like a bone. He looked sheepish, remembring he didn't think she was some toy, and spat her stuffed rainbow-striped limb out.

Smiling, he held her close to the vykker as went positively beserk, screamed like a fangirl and cooed over her. His ears drooped as he wondered if he was doing the right thing. He was batshii insane. He doubted that corpse would find this all consensual, if she were alive.

[Slig 7665]

OOC: Awwwww crap havn't posted here in ages what have I missed.

[Zerox]

OOC:...Is anyone else active here?

[Zozo the Zrilufet]

Wellll...I think Venkles will post sometime. Slig 7665, I think Sagittarius ran off, a gloktigi took Pretzels away when he fainted at the sight of him, Sagittarius ran back to get Rainbow Fruitcake then went back to the med bay to bring her to Pretzels. And Slax was shooting cans with Mik, I think. Maybe one of Venks' characters could respond to Chelon, its kinda hard when he doesn't say anything to anyone. And I try to do another useless profile and finish it...Ftl. I'll probably procastinate to do Minsu's one later.

Name: Charles B. Wellington

Age: 26. An adult.

Species: Outlaw. The D. Caste Raider kind.

Appearence: He looks a lot like D. Caste Raider, has paler skin and two bright red wellies and a waterproof rubber hat. He is smaller than D. Caste though, and lacks weapons. His shirt and pants are a casual white and light brown. He currently has no weapons.

Personality: He is mean to the extent he can kill for kicks, watch his victim weep and die then kick their corpse around without remorse, like most outlaws. He is usually seem in a smirking happy mood, and love his wellies and hat. He won't give a toss if people mock him because of them. Show you can threaten his beloved clothes and mean it, and you could lose some teeth from him in a crazy rage if you're lucky. He likes hunting.

Backstory: Charles grew up with his many sisters and a mentally unstable mother. He would often he ordered outside for convenience, in even the worst weather. There one dark rainy night he found a pair of bright red wellies and a matching hat sitting out there. He used the hat as a shelter for his tiny self and the boots for whatever he could think of. They helped him survive. When he was big enough to wear them, they further became his pride and joy.

His mad parent was also immature and irresponsible, only wanting the kids when they were cute and convenient. As the siblings grew, they became more neglected and some had died. They all grew sick of this and left in a hurry one day. The sisters couldn't find Charles, who came back to the poor house and assumed he had been cowardly abandoned by the sisters he thought cared for him. He only wanted his wellies and hat now, now old enough to wear them.

He plucked up the courage to come back one day, bearing witness to his mother childless and slain by a freak accident involving the kitchen. Sickened and unfulfilled, he carelessly wandered away from Western Mudos over years and to the...Place.

EDIT: Can't edit the post on Minsu now, so I'll just say her past is unknown and angsty, then she wandered over to the..Place, I forget the name of the roleplay place.