The Survivors

[STM]

+ "So we're doomed?"

- "Most likely"

+ "But..."

- "No, we know that there was one female egg catalogued and well, we know it was dropped, Sam died in the vykers labs explosion, probably"

+ "Well then we are going to be extinct?"

- "well, there might be another queen in the North but there haven't been updates in years,"

+ "So what now?"

- "We take all the eggs and go to the edge of Monsaic, hopefully the elders will forgive us and let us in

+ "But we need the birthing kit to allow the eggs to hatch and they only have twelve days before they expire,"

- "Odd help us"
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Chapter One

A dim pulsating red light burnt into the gloom as the Lab Dweller woke up, he clutched his head and looked around, the light was a warning light meaning that the Vyker ship had crashed, or there was no water left in the tank coolers,
"No shit!" Moaned the mudokon trying to stand up.
He grabbed a nearby control port and stumbled setting off a lever, a small zap of electricity shot from a small port and buzzed into a little green cell which was until a second ago, dormant, more lights blinked on and off now, he must of started the emergency mechanisms. He turned around looking for a vending machine, how could he be thinking of a drink at a time like this, he thought to himself.
There was an intern in the corner clutching a half spilt can of soul storm brew and the Dweller wandered over and took the drink before greedily slurping it up.
with his thirst quenched the lonely mudokon sat down on a wheely chair and looked up at one of the boards giving information about the amount of workers,
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Active Retired Escaped
SLIGS: 0 80 3
MUDOKONS: 0 140 30
LABOUR EGGS: ? 100 150
INTERNS: 1 160 30
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He contemplated escape when suddenly, a strange buzzing noise gently broke the rooms silence, a white light flickered on and off rapidly, fractured into small beams due to the source being covered by a pile of pharmaceutical junk.
The Lab Dweller stood up and shakily made his way toward the eminence, he cleared a small amount of junk away and realised what he had uncovered.
The Shrink's face whirred and fizzled before the mudokon face turned itself on
"Where am I?" It asked,

"Your on the Vykers Labs Ship, it's crashed, erm I think this is control room three," replied the mudokon

"Well, mudokon, then I must initiate message 125," the Lab Dweller was about to interrupt when a whirring noise terminated and the battered TV unit rose on it's severed wires, it's familiar terrifying voice reformed,
"In a place where every one wants to ea...ffffffff err, You need to go find Sam, she's all alone, only three of us are attending, quickly, she's cold and alone, and she's dying!"

[Lord Stanley]

Interesting beginning. I never thought to wonder about what happened to Vykkers Labs after it crashed.

[STM]

Chapter One: Continued

With that, the shrink crashed back to the metallic floor spraying bolts and trash in all directions, the Mudokon clutched the shrink with his large paws as one would do a dear friend, the shrink's face fizzled as the Lab Dweller cradled it. Before the machination completely powered down, and when it's voice was lost, it displayed a layer of code, it simply read - "000100Wat00ch110out10001for01th1001e01110experiment011022222"
The mudokon stood up and realised immediately what he had to do, he had to get out and get to Sam, perhaps they could escape and she could return to rupturefarms

Margaret howled and bowled over her slig valet with a cigarette stained fist,
"How do we get more workers then, we need to recover the remaining eggs and Sam, now," a slig saluted and ran off to call upon the fly korps