The Albino Scrab

[magic9mushroom]

IC(Angela): Angela chucked the slave's whip back at him, then called a sergeant to take him to the mine, in the most dangerous section.

OOC:Sorry for the device, but Gillik is seriously that evil.

EDIT: YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 10 pages and this is not dead!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[E'l Scrabino]

OOC: I'm sorry but i must protest, how did Gillik know that half a mile away from the first cave there was another cave?

IC:


Shredder: Shredder was tired as he entered the cave, so he found a room/hole that was about 10 Scrabs wide and 3 Scrabs high (seeing as we're measuring in Scrabs now...) he thought this looked big enough for Shyke and himself, so he found Shryke and asked, "I've found a room big enough for both of us, do you wanna make that ours then?"...


Matthew: "Man this is boring... Got a pack of cards?" Said Matt, "Yeah, wanna play go fish?"...


OOC: w00t?

[Zerox]

OC: I must agree with Scrabino on the whole 'psychic teleporty' thing.
...Mudokons know what 'go fish' even is?
Sorry if I make any typos, this isn't the best keyboard I'm using right now.
The measuring in Scrabs was mainly a rough idea for just then, but we might as well keep it, seeing as 'metres' is a world away from them.

IC: (Fleet)
Fleet gratefully snatched the whip , rolled it up and tucked it into his pocket. He then climbed down, wary of the Sleg, and watched it carefully as he was taken by the Big Bro. He didn't like the look of it's gun, and there were many others around. He thought it best to play along until an oppurtunity gave him a chance to do something he was more willing to do. He yelled thanks for the whip as he was taken away, then muttered under his breath inaudibly "b*tch..."

(Shryke) "Yeah sure. Slurp, wanna take this one with us? Of course, after we've helped sort everyone else out" Shryke then left the room and discussed with the queen and her 'hench-fleeches' about finding her a suitable room.

OOC: Slaveless can control the queen if he wants.

[E'l Scrabino]

OOC: I'm agreed upon? w00t! 'Got any threes?' shall be a major issue of Matt's IC:'s... It would help if mushroom edited teh post. And 'teh' was not a spelling error.


IC:

Shredder: Shredder was feeling great now. After visiting the spooce patch Shryke mentioned earlier, he decided to rest. After all, he had not slept since the Intern came around. So he was tired. But before he fell asleep in his shared room, he thought, "Where are my mudokon friends...?"...



Matthew: "Got any threes?" Asked Matt, "Go fish." replied Greg, "When do you think we should try and find Eddie?" "Soon. I miss havin' that Scrab around... Maybe we should wait 'till it finds us?" "But what if it doesn't come back?" "We'll just have to wait and see..."...


OOC: w00t?

[Zerox]

IC: I'll just wait for another post then.
yeah, edit Mushroom, Plz.

[magic9mushroom]

IC: I'll just wait for another post then.
yeah, edit Mushroom, Plz.

The hell? In my next to last post, I said that he zoomed to the battle site. Infrared sensors are not that advanced.

BTW: Why does everyone spell "destroyed" "destoried"??

[E'l Scrabino]

OOC: I don't. Oh, wait, yes i do.
Infared sensors prolly can't see half a mile (km?) away. Please, just edit your post. I don't really have a problem with your post, 'cept for the zooming to the cave (new one) from the mine (old one) bit. And the bomb. Unfairness united!

[Zerox]

OOC: What happened:
At the battlesite over the mine, the animals were hiding in the tree's. Shryke got them to follow him through the deep crevice, unseen, through various terrains, over 1/2 a mile away (or 1km...pretty much over any horizon) to the secret caves. Plus, I'd like to stay there somewhat of more than about 1 or 2 posts before it being blown up or something.

[Slaveless]

OOC: Actually, there is two problems with your post, Magic9mushroom. First of all, there are Sligs at the mine, trying to find the Fleeches and others trying to destory the trees. And second, an antimatter device can't be shot. The antimatter device, would exit right out of Gillik's pod, and then destory him. Antimatter, no matter what, will always selfdestruct itself once touched by matter. And I doubt you want an exterme plot change, when Gillik kills himself.

IC: Sindera ran faster and faster through the forest, trying to find the mine that was dead ahead of her. Being that her Big Bro companions were a bit too slow, she couldn't go as hastily as she wanted to. After forcing them to speed up, it didn't become long for their search to be over.

At last, Sindera found the enormus mine, but saw that there was no sign of battle anywhere outside the cave, as she had imagined. There were a few explosion prove on the grass, but no blood, what so ever. Then again, it was hard to concerate, when the mine was being destoried from the top. Sindera commaded in a rough, loud, and slightily angry way, "Stop, you tree haters! Come over here and report something to me!"

The flying Sligs, could not hear one bit of what Sindera was saying, for over the explosions, her voice was nothing, but a little cry of a Chimpunk. Sindera got a bit frustrated at this, and grabbed her walkie talkie. She connected to their recievers and blasted into her walkie talkie, "Hey shirmps!! Get over here or no one is going to go to sleep for an extra day!!"

All six of the fearful flying Sligs flex anxiousily to Sindera, and unsureily replied in a chrous, "Wha-wha did'ya wa-wa-want from we?"

Sindera growled, looking at them with a scowling look. She said growled in a more audible sentence, "You were suppose to find the Fleeches, the Scrab, and the Paracrab that killed over a hundred men of our's. Did you not hear what I said to you to do over half an hour ago?! Or were you guys too bothered by the trees?!"

One of the bigger flying Sligs, said with a slight amount of disappointment, "We forgotten about the whole damn thing. We didn't hear anythin'."

Another one of the flying Sligs with a little a more cheerfulliness, "Actually, I thought I heard some Fleech screams, but I thought that was some other doings."

"Nah, that was just yer imagination."

"Nah, I'm serious! I also heard a rumbling..."

"That was yer stomach! Not a creature!"

"Are you sayin' that me is a liar!?"

"I'm sayin' that yer so much certainly am lyin'!"

"Come over here and let's see who's the one lyin'!"

As the two Slig aimed their grenade launchers at each other, Sindera scolded them both, "Stop your cat fight and listen to me! The one that heard the Fleeches was most certainly right! But you guys were too busy fighting the trees, you let the Fleeches get away! Now search the trees, and give me some clues on where the Fleeches went!"

All of the Sligs, including the Big Bro's that was with Sindera, went to search mine's top. Sindera went into the mine, in order to find something. She could really see anything in the mine, but she could see that there was some left over guns on the ground. And then, Sindera saw a frigthening thing. One of the Sligs was squashed dead on the floor. And beside it, was a little stream of blood, going to the enterance of the cave. She had one of her fingers touch it and draw it toward her nose. She sniffed it and whispered, "Fleech blood."

Suddenly, the disturbing silence of the cave was interupted by a Big Bro saying, "Hey boss, there's something you might want to see!" Sindera shook off the suspision of the Fleech blood, and thought she heard the Big Bro coming from the top on the mine. Sindera used the sides of the mine to climb up to the top of the mine. After some struggling moments, she found the Big Bro that found something. It was a crevice in the ground, that could've gave the Fleeches the possibility to run off somewhere.

She realized that if they went in there, they could see where the Fleeches had went. Sindera nodded and said to the Big Bro, "OK, Leo, you did a good job, but now, follow me into the crevice. There, we can find the animals and kill them off, once and for all. And plus, if you make it out of the crevice alive, you will be promoted to major officer."

The Big Bro ribbited in approval, and the two went off into the crevice.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Slurp, followed Shryke into some unknown land that none of the Fleeches knew about, and was surprised to find a new perfect home. As the Fleeches began to throw themselves into different chambers, which each could hold three Fleeches in each rocky chamber. Slurp was still on the Slog, when Shryke had asked them stay at the large chamber for Shryke, and the Scrab. Slurp was about to reply, but Shryke went off somewhere. Slurp had the Slog lay him down, in order for him to rest. The Slog drifted to sleep in an instant, but Slurp sat there, wondering where his other self was.

On the ground, the queen saw that Shryke was nearby. She screeched something to her translator, and after each sentence, the translator screeched it back at Shryke, in Scrab. At last, it sounded like this; "Ah, so you have came to discuss my needs. Very well, my mates and I have decided that we need a rather large rock chamber, that could support our daily activities, such as mating, feeding the young, eating, and sleeping. I also need the space, to give me the space to give birth easily, without crowding. Another thing, we need some flat, companioned chamber, co-existing with the chamber we live in. That way, the eggs that are given to, can live in an area a bit seperate from the parents. Also, there should be some space that the worker class could get in, feed me, my mates, and my children. Any questions?"

[Zerox]

IC: "There's a good, large cave that's split in half by a relatively thin tunnel. It is near the Spooce and pool area, which should be useful to you. It has a large enough entrance. I suppose your Fleeches should be able to help you there? I need to check around everywhere else for now"
Shryke then quickly checked hat everyone was settled around the cave. He then checked it was safe outside. Good. Little in sight.
Shryke then had a nasty thought. What if the Sligs had noticed the crevice (they surely would have detonated all the trees by now) and could be on their way now? Even though the cave was some distance away from the crevice, they could still find it.
Shryke rushed back into the cave and announced a quick meeting by the main members who were capable of moving swiftly. Slurp was luckily nearby so he could hear at least. He announced in Fleech , Slog and Scrab: "Everyone. A thought has occured to me. The crevice we came here in could be easily traceable by the Sligs now since they would have destroyed the trees by now. They could easily find this cave and trap us here. We need to lure them off. The options I have thought of so far are:
A. We go to the deepest parts of the cave and conceal ourselves in the darkest corners.
B. leave the cave and find somewhere to hide up the cliff until they have searched the cave and look elsewhere, or
C. Do the same, but somewhere else where they're less likely to look afterwards as they may come up the cliff next.
Leaving the cave totally should be a last resort, and only if they try to destroy too much of it or weaken it so that it is unsafe to stay there, incase it caves in. It is secure for now though.
Does anyone have any other sugestions about what to do? And don't panic whatever you do, please.
I may also go as a scout first to see whether they are coming or not. They will follow the crevice, so hiding nearby should be easy enough. I'll rush back and tell you if they are coming. But getting ready for one particular plan first should be a better idea, rather than panicking if I tell you they're coming, then discussing what to do before they get here. So...ideas or thoughts, anyone?"

OOC: Paracrab? That's...an interesting idea, I suppose.
Fleet still waits...I'm PMing soon.
"Are you sayin' that me is a liar!?" LOL. "me is a liar"

[magic9mushroom]

OOC: Fleet is now in the mine. Post 271. If you want me to do the sergeant, I will. Also, Gillik will now never get to the mine.

IC(Angela, Gillik): Angela suddenly had an idea. One that could make her the boss of this operation. She called Gillik.

"Come back boss, the reactor looks a bit unstable," she pleaded.
"REALLY??" Gillik replied. "I'll be back right away!"

When he got there he sprouted a Snuzi flechette in his tummy from Angela, who was waiting for him. He then found himself attached to a life-support machine with no body and his thoughts being analysed for his master's benefit...

OOC: Yes, Angela has taken over Gillik and is turning into a maniac. She will impersonate Gillik until she is found out.

[E'l Scrabino]

OOC: Woah, that's alot to do, but it's your chars, so i can't do anything.


IC:


Shredder: Shredder screeched in agreement into what Shryke had said, he offered to be the look-out to see if any Sligs or the Intern would come, so he could tell everyone to prepare. As he went to lie in wait, he saw 5 birds flying close toghether, then the birds came together in a ball of light, and then Jeff fell out of the ball of light, "Hey! It's Eddy! But i guess i'm just lucky to be alive... Nice to see ya again though."...


Matthew: "Got any fives?" "Go fish."






OOC: w00t?

[Zerox]

OOC: LOL, possesion. Thing. Yeah. Mushroom, you can do the Big Bro's and the Slog/Sleg (whichever) please.

IC: (Fllet) The seargent wacthed him carefully. He almost seemed willing to do the work well. Angela must have bullied him into it well. The Slig wanted to get some SB (Soulstorm brew), but was meant to wacth the Mudokon. He stayed for a while. It never turned it's head once. So the seargent thought it would be safe to sneak off to get a drink quickly.
Fleet listened carefully as the quiet thunps faded away. "Heh, moron" Fleet thought to himself. But maybe escaping now would be a bad idea...nah.If he wanted to escape and avoid danger to others, he wouldn't attack any of the Big Bro's on guard, so he sneaked past quietly. Suddenly, he heard clunking steps of the Big Bro's coming in from both sides. He leapt up into a hole in the ceiling. Below, they stopped to chat.
Fleet sat down, and waited. Then, on the other side infront of him, he saw a dog-like shape, put on guard. It was in a fitful sleep, but the Sligs chatter was waking it up.
"Oh Buggar..."

OOC: Shryke can wait for more answers from the Fleeches etc.

[Slaveless]

OCC: I had to think about it Magic9mushroom, and your post is OK. The plot itself is not about the Glukkon, but rather the operation. So Gillik's brain not being connected to his body is alright. If you actually change the operation, that would be considered power playing. So just watch out what you are doing.

Oh, and E'l Scrabino, I found it funny that Jeff was able to reappear after he died. That might be suggestive for some thought, but it's OK. But is it really a good idea to allow Jeff to appear in an area, where there are tons of Fleeches?

And the whole idea of Fleet being in the mine, how is that a good idea? I mean, all of the Sligs are trying to kill off the dangerous wildlife, and trying to transfer the Mudokons into the mine. I'm not trying insulting anybody, but I must have missed why that was the punishment.

IC: Slurp listened to what Shryke had to say, and sensed disturbance among the Fleeches. Who wouldn't be a bit paranoid, after learning that your new home has the danger of destoring you? Slurp thought about the ideas of what Shryke had suggested. And know, he had to think about what the Sligs might do to what they do.

Slurp thought heard about this, and these were his thoughts, "OK, lets see. If we stay here, and have scouts to watch out for the Sligs, we have the advantage for battle. But like last time, they could keep coming back, through some Sligs that have communication devices. And that would be bad, because, since they would know where we are. That would be really bad, since the Sligs would become restless, but we would have the advantage of expecting the attack. So that would be good, since they probably don't have a very large army attacking us. But still, that would currupt our way of living, since the Sligs will come back another day, so that wouldn't be good, since the queen doesn't give birth easily under stress.

But what if a small, strong and stable army was nearby the scouts, and when the scouts run off, the army would attack to hold them off? And that way, we could have the time to run off to another cave of some sort, and someone could be behind, to cover our tracks. That would be a nice combination, but that is sacrifice that not a whole lot of Fleeches would be willing to take."

At last, Slurp spoke up and screeched, first in Fleech, next in Scrab, and lastily in Slog/Sleg, "Hey, what if each scout had a small party of warriors? Then, the Sligs would have a problem at first, because the party would attack them. That way, we could hold off some of the Sligs, and then the scout can warn us. After that, we could either run away, and cover our tracks, so we could throw them off guard. Or we could prepare for the invasion, that would make the Sligs become more afraid of what they come against. So who likes this idea?"

Some of the Fleeches thought about that one, and one spoke up to screech, "Why can't we just prepare the invasion front hand? That would throw them off a lot more easily." The Fleeches listening started to agree with the one who spoke up, since they liked the idea of not sacrificing themselves better.

Slurp shook his good head. All of these Fleeches were not willing to die at all. When there was a small silence, waiting for Slurp to reply, he answered in all three languages, "Because, last time the Sligs kept on coming. There were like, 120 Fleeches fighting, and 40-50 died in that battle. That was only up against a small army, and the Sligs probably have much more to fight us with. If we stay here, waiting every day for their arrvial, that would not be a good system. Think about it. Every day, 3 Fleeches are born. But they need around 5 weeks to get use to hunting, and that means, our population would go down, a lot faster than it would go up. That is why we must throw the Sligs off guard, so we could escape as fast as possible."

The Fleeches muttered at this. Most of them tried to tell others in how that they liked this home, and that it was nearly better than their old home. the slight muttering broke when another Fleech asked, "And what, go to into a system of stop-breed-flee? Why should we leave, when he have no idea where we are going? Why do you always feel that you are the boss of us?"

Some of the crowd was screeching loudily, but at the same level, so no one's indivisial opinion was heard. But all of them were making the same point. The Fleeches didn't want a system where they didn't have a home, and had to keep moving away from our homes in order to live safely. They considered that they can live in a war, longer than they could in one where they could live in a peaceful life style. But Slurp knew that they were the kinds that didn't like change. And they didn't know what was best for them.

After the Fleeches made little noise, Slurp hesitated before speaking. Slurp screeched in Fleech, "You should listen to me, because I know far more than you know about this world. I have done many things that are battle stragey related, and all of them could have ended in me dying. I helped Shryke when he needed help, so that is why he is helping us. A long time ago, he could killed the queen and all of us, but he didn't. Because we proved that we are not savages to everyone. And that itself, is a moral victory.

And another thing. This proposal is better than war, because one, Fleeches cannot breed fast enough to supply an army to fight the Sligs. Fleeches are not creatures of war, and never were. We can fight, but that trait was for hunting. Another reason is that we can find other animals in this forest that seek revenge against the Sligs. It isn't that hard, since there is this huge Paramite population that could kill off the Sligs and the Slogs. We also have a Scrab on our side, which makes it even better. And besides, our job is to protect the colony and if that means sacrifice, then so be it. So who's with me??"

At first, no Fleeches had a word to say. None of them screeched a word. Slurp's sudden feeling of getting their attention, was lost, and he became a little disappointment. But at last, one of the eldering Fleeches declared, "The man is right, this war is driven us all mad to become selfish. I with him, for my life is near to it's end, and I still have to do something postive."

At that moment, more of the crowd of Fleeches slowly started to agree with the eldering, until there was a whole group of 40 Fleeches slithering forward to help the cause. Slurp grinned that at last Fleeches thought more about the others' survival. If he could, Slurp would cry in happiness. Slurp finally screeched to Shryke, "Well, I think we know what we want to do."

OOC: I will post as Sindera, later, in the next post.

[E'l Scrabino]

OOC: .
With the Jeff appearance, you said that 5 (five) birds flew away after you killed Jeff, and birds only fly away if the Mudokon is to respawn. Like in AO and AE, if you killed a normal Mud, it would just die. Nothing else. Whereas if Abe died, he would respawn because of his birds. I'd also like to say that Jeff can heal Slurp, possibly...


IC: "Hey, isn't that a bunch of Fleechs in that cave?" Asked Jeff, but then Jeff thought, "Oh, wait, that Scrab can't understand me... And even if it could, i wouldn't understand it. Hmmm... I wonder where Matt and Greg are... I'll need to find them. But right now, i'll need to stick with this Scrab 'till i think it's safe to go..." "I'm gunna go back into the cave and tell everyone something. Stay here." said Shredder before he walked into the cave, "Everyone! There is a Mudokon outside this cave, do not harm him!" shouted Shredder to everyone in the cave...


Matthew: "Got any 6's?" "Go fish"




OOC: w00t?

[Zerox]

IC: (Shryke) "Wait! Before we go to see this Mudokon or otherwise, I had some good thoughts about the battle. This strategy could work.
First, we could have a certain number of scouts (maybe parties of ten) who go as far as the mine in a widespread area, but mainly in the direction follwoing along the crevice. These scouts can act as warnings and sneak up on and take out small parties of Sligs, hopefully with little or no injury, so stealth is important.
Mainly staying inside the cave or luring the Sligs into it could be good for battle. As we are to hopefully live here, we should be able to elarn the cave system. There are many corners, twists and dark places. Since the Sligs will be unfamilier to the area, we shall have a great advantage.
Also, if worst comes to the worst, we may be able to leave this cave, and find another one. There may be many cave systems around here, maybe not quite as good as this one, but a more hidden one could be an answer. Against the battle strategy, we could go up top to search for a more hiden cave. As well as the entrance being far more hidden, in the forest if we block the entrance up with leaves and twigs, it will look inconspicous. The only probelm there would be they may be inhabited already. But we cannot say."
Shryke screeched this out in all languages quickly, then thought. Mudokons didn't seem particularly nasty, but they were odd. Could they trust not to attack them?
"Shredder, Mudokons, to my little knowledge of them, are strange and unpredictable. What is your reasoning for not attacking this one? We shouldn't in the frist place anyway, but do you know this particular one at all, or...?"

OOC: As for the Mudokon respawning, I reckon the chances should be that they are very low. Maybe the Albino Scrab had used it's energies to help Jeff this particular time around?

[E'l Scrabino]

OOC: Hmmm... Yes, Jeff can be the starter of the rebellion. (i think i spelled that right)


IC:


Shredder: "Yes, Shryke, i do happen to know this Mudokon fairly well, so i'd doubt he'd be unreliable because i happened to save his life, please, trust me on this."...



Matthew: "How 'bout any sevens?" "Go fish."...



OOC: w00t?

[Zerox]

IC: (Shryke) "Fine then. Just be wary..."

OOC: Well, what else can I say?
...Go fish?

[E'l Scrabino]

OOC: Yeah...

Nothing for IC: yet.

[Zerox]

OOC: Was there really any point to that post? You could have at least, y'know, DONE some IC, like leading us to Jeff as it where and yadda yadda etc..

[Slaveless]

OOC: Wow.

IC: Slurp had noticed the Mudokon right away, but the fact that the Mudokon seemed to have known the Scrab, seemed convincing enough for him to not attack. The other Fleeches, did not seem to attack as well. Maybe they trusted that Shryke would have told them to attack by now. Or were they just more concerned about their life instead? Either way, it did not seem just as right to just leave a Mudokon untouched.

Slurp ignored that there was a Mudokon and started to think about the new plan. He had to admit, it seemed like a good and flawless one. Fleeches did have the possibility to kill anything smaller than a Scrab in seconds, making it likely that the Sligs couldn't react fast enough before being swallowed alive. And a group of warning parties could take out ten Sligs before they could have a chance to run. Plus, having on a Slog, a Scrab, and a Paracrab on their side was a pro as well. But yet... Slurp still felt uneasy about having to ward off Sligs around their home, for the next few monthes. Maybe years. Nd what if there was bigger enemies attacking them, such as those large Sligs he sensed earlier. Plus, what if they got suspisous that we were around this certain area, and used their Flying Sligs to bomb as from above? And those Slogs, what if they snap our tounges off like last time? Or those other monsters, like Paramites or Scrab, what if they come and attack our warning troopers? All of these things disturbed Slurp, for he did not want the things that happened to him, happen to others.

Slurp went over to Shryke's side, not concern that he can slither again, and screeched quietly to him, "Heh, Shryke, I'm still not completely safe with your plan. There are Sligs bigger than normal ones, and with armor. Fleeches can't swallow down those kinds of things. Nor can they easily fight back against Flying Sligs and these so called Mugs. They are stronger than us, even in groups, and have their own advantages. So do Paramites. This forest is infested with them, and they strike fear into us Fleeches. We can't fight back the entire forest, for even with growing numbers, our enemies know more about us, than we do ourselves.

And I'm afraid I am no help. I was destined to make peace first, not to harm. My other half self is far away, and barely alive. I can walk now, but I cannot attack. My teeth are no real help, and my tounge is gone. You and Shredder will have to fight with the rest, but I need to find my own future, even if that means missing out on defending. So now, maybe late evening, we could find where the person who seperated me from my other self, from my current self. That is said to be my first step to arrival of reconnection."

After this speech, the Fleeches seemed to have been whispering to each other. Slurp couldn't tell exactly what, but something a bit important. Before Slurp could ask, the whispering stopped, and one of Fleeches spoke up, by saying, "This section of the Fleeches have made a decision. We will do what our beloved Paracrab has suggested. The last one, to be exact. And we say that perhaps more of these Paracrabs should be welcome here at this new Fleech home. In fact, oh beloved Shryke, your orginal pack should join us here, at this cave. How does that sound?"

Slurp thought that maybe they were taking Shryke as too much of their friend, but then he got a little puzzled. He never sensed any smell of his own kind. Maybe Shryke doesn't live in a pack life style, a doesn't have any rememberance of an another Paracrab. Or maybe he was seperated his family at an early age, and that is why he sticks around and efforts others to join them. But anyway, that's why his word is important.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Sindera tried her best to walk through the rest of the crevice without disturbing the path she was following. Being that Interns have legs that use wide spaces, it became hard, to walk side ways. But having the vaporizer pointing ahead of her was useful, for she could clear most of the rocks ahead of her to make some space. Yet she had to be a careful to not elimate the proof of the two sets of foot prints of two Scrabs, ahead of her. That was her only ability to tell where they were going.

Leo and Sindera didn't talk to each other. Being that Sindera would care less about having a conversation with a Slig, and that both knew what they were up against, made so that they too much to focus on right now. Fleeches had a careful sense of hearing, so the slightest amount of speech would set them off. And Scrabs, being that they rarely slept for long time frames, would sense them the moment they were on the same level. And that wasn't good either. Luckily, Leo understood these things, and never even peeped. Sindera smirked, thinking that this guy might even be better than Meghan or Brtus. And if he worked hard enough, better than her. She tried to elimate that thought through shaking her head, and continuing her soft walks.

The silence erupted, when Sindera pager went off. She grumbled and stopped in her tracks to pick up her messenger. "This really isn't the time to discuss what to do next." thought Sindera angrily as picked up the messenger. Trying to make it this a fast one, Sindera aggressively whispered into it, "Can't it wait, dingbat?"

Leo seemed surprised at this reaction, but it's not like he hadn't seen it before. The response on the other end replied squeekily, "Sorry boss, but we'v had som' accidents."

Sindera rolled her eyes and again whispered harsily, "Are you telling me that you guys don't know how to control yer bladder?!"

The Slig squeeked again, "Nah, we just havin too many caulities. Like that not all of us Slogers aren't complet' registered."

Even though that sentence lacked grammar, and even use of proper wording, Sindera still got it. Again, with the whispering, Sindera replied, "You do realize that those could have died by now, right?"

"That's what us thought too. But there's some who are attackin' our Muds. We've heeled them, but there's s'more that are out there. Plus, us found some dying through s'methin' that is larger than them. Big foot prints, and jaws are our clues to what he is."

Sindera did not get that sentence, but these guys must have Slogs attacking the Scrubs and some are being attacked by others. Sindera rose a brow and whispered again, "So yer telling me that there are beasts kill our Slogs? Crap, why don't you just send some Sligs and Mugs to kill them down?"

"That's what us are afraid of. Us have some small numbers of Sligs. Some Paramites have been trying to attack us, which is bad."

Sindera wished that this guy would make more sense, like saying we instead of us. But now she was interested. She replied softly, "Tell me how many Sligs we lost today. Just count the registered ones."

"Well boss, us lost about 134 in Mudokon battle, 110, in the Fleech mine, 13 over Paramite attacks, and 4 over other. And 37 injured lately, so only 298 have been unregistered as soliders.

"298?! That a crap load of Sligs unable to be used!! How did we lose half of our soliders in one day?!" thought Sindera as her eyes nearily looked like she did have lids. She didn't know what to think of that. Never in her life had in one day, had realized the army she was in was being beaten alive. This meant that these Mudokons and wildlife creatures were far more powerful than she would have thought. Trying to relax and think of new plan, she dropped the messenger to her hips, as the Slig on the other end was saying, "Boss? Boss? Mad'm?"

Sindera had to think this to herself. She thought that if she had large groups of Sligs, they would have a chance of scaring off their enemies. But she was wrong. The Sligs in the mine, they all died. And the Sligs that were killed through Paramites, what was she doing worng then? Yet, she realized what she did wrong. Gillik hired Sligs that were taught how to capturing slaves and guarding factories, and not all of them were Sligs in the solider class. And then she underestimated their ability to fight, with their guns, and her lectures. That was why the Sligs were dying, since they all did not know what to do. And suddenly, she got an idea. Sindera spoke into the messenger, "Now, I want you to tell me how many Sligs there are, that are in the solider class, and the aerial class."

The Slig on the other end started to take a moment of silence, and then the messenger crackled, "Mad'm, us have 92 in total."

Sindera liked where this was going. She said into the messenger, "That's good enough. Now, being that there are maybe 400 Slogs and 100 Mugs left, I want you to combine all three of them into groups. If you can't do the math, maybe say, in each group there should be 11 Big Bros, 25 Slogs, and 8 Mugs. That should even it out. And there should be about 8 groups, and if possible, put small amounts of ordinary Sligs to replace the Big Bros that are non existant, so there could be more groups. And I all want them ready for combat in three hours. And your homework after that is to tell Gillik of your report and my demands. And I don't care if he doesn't apporve, this is getting more viloent than it should be."

The messenger crackled again, "OK, boss." And there was no more sound coming through the messenger again. Leo, surprised in what just happened, looked at Sindera in a funny way. Sindera gave him a look back and continued to go forward. Sindera felt a little proud that finally her miltary leading skills came into use after all.

It wasn't too long before the crevice tunnel stopped, and Sindera pulled herself up from the crevice and faced the moons' moonlight. She looked at those moons and thought of how everything was going so well now and she wished her father could see it now. Just thinking about him made her feel a bit sad now in days, and she felt some water trickle down her cheek. Leo crept to her side and grunted, "You OK?"

Sindera stopped crying and said more aggressively, "Yeah. And what are you waiting for, we need to find those Fleeches!" And next, she continued to follow the tracks of the Fleeches and Scrabs.

[E'l Scrabino]

OOC: w00t?


IC:



Shredder: After Shredder had told everyone about the Mudokon, he went back to him. "There ya' are! I've been wondering where ya' went!" "Good, the Mudokon is still here. I must introduce him to Slurp to see if the Mudokon can heal him..." thought Shredder, "Hey, Slurp! Can ya' get over here for a second?"...


Matthew: "Got any 9's?" "Go fish."...


OOC: w00tnino?

[Zerox]

IC: (Shryke) Shryke listened carefully to what Slurp had to say. He did have a point. The Sligs were also very organised. As many Fleeches then said they would follow his plan, Shryke told them he'd have to reconsider. What if the enemy started sending out troops with more than Sligs in it, with other, far more deadly adversarys that Fleeches stood little chance against. And this current 'army' had little more in it than Fleeches, so was not well prepared against too many of these. He had thought of another plan, but as he was about to try and explain it, the Fleeches then asked him about bringing more Paracrabs in for the cause.
Shryke froze apon hearing this, as memories came back to him. The Fleeches hushed at his odd behaviour.
Shryke thought deeply...he knew of no other's of his own kind, and no mother even, then thinking about the Paramite females and Queen Fleech...
...his birth. He didn't remember that exactly, but...the strange creatures with many arms and even more sharp, pointed appendages, and large craniums...
Shryke then 'came to' again. The Fleeches watched, expectantly. Shryke told them that he knew little of his birth at all, nothing about others of his own kind, but if only any one here knew anything about strange, medium sized creatures that enjoy being cruel, manipulating animals which had large craniums and many arms, tipped with numerous, sharp and pointy appendages. Before anything could answer, he noticed Shredder, and told everyone to think about it and tell him later if they knew anything. He then heard Shredder ask for Slurp...Shryke crouched next to Slurp and told him that if Slurp was going, that he (Shryke) would go with him incase the Mudokon tried anything.

OOC: R.I.P Fleet the Mudokon.

[Slaveless]

OOC: Poor, poor Zerox, for your character is always ignored.

IC: Slurp felt that Shryke had been disturbed by the very thought of a family of his own. He had to think of how his life would be like without knowing where he came from. Slurp had hundreds of brothers and sisters, even some of them weren't alive. But still, he felt it wasn't fair that he had an enormous family, while Shryke had none or one that he didn't know that existed. But maybe, Slurp can do something about that, after the Sligs are gone. Also, couldn't the Albino Scrab do something about that?

Slurp realized that Shryke also considered that violence was not the way to victory, so he became a bit more calm about that sitution. Slurp was about to suggest his idea again, but Shredder had just said something to him. Something about that his Mudokon friend was there to help him. He became uneasy, because he never trusted Scrabs or Mudokons. Espically after they both tried to kill him. He only trusted Shredder, because Shryke made sure he wouldn't hurt him or his family. Even though the Albino Scrab said that Shredder was destined to help him, he couldn't feel that this guy was completely Fleech friendly. But when Shryke offered to protect him, Slurp felt a bit better.

Slurp cautiousily made his way back to the chamber he was at, and confronted Shredder and the Mudokon. Slurp, shaking nervousily, decided that he had to get this over with, by showing this Mudokon what was wrong with him. He slowily opened his front mouth, to reveal his sliced off tounge. The tounge ached him badily, for too many nerves were stripped away, and a major blood lose was aquired. And plus, it bugged Slurp to have blood stream along his mouth vividly, and stain the roof of his mouth. Hopefully, this Mudokon wasn't cruel like the ones that knocked him out.
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Sindera sneaked with Leo, following the Scrab trails to some random place. She tried to focus on where it was going, while fighting the humid air of the night. Being that she had been through worse, she found that following the tracks quite easy. Yet, the longer it took for her to follow the tracks, the harder it was keep patient, for the Scrab that got away had more time to prepare for her next attack.

She tried to look behind every once in a while, to make sure Leo was following her. Sindera, expecting that Leo would stop once in a while, was quite surprise, that he was fully prepared for what he should do. He had a mechincal map in one hand, and his Blitz Packer in the other. One of his eyes focused on his map, and the other on the trail. And he didn't seem the bittest disturbed about the humid air. Sindera never saw a Slig so determined about his work. Reminded her of herself. "And what if he is in fact a challenger to me?...." thought Sindera worrling, a bit cautious that he may in fact that he might take her job away.

Sindera, every time, swung her head back in front of her. She always became angry, that she thought such thoughts. She doesn't even now how this guy fights in combat. But she knew that she needed to report this Gillik, and he probably would get her position, if she meationed her mistake. Trying to clear her mind of the possibility of getting downgraded, she tried to focus of what was ahead of her. Not of what was going on the back.

Once they had walked for 1/4 of a mile, the noise of a Slig's pants stopped in it's tracks. Leo had stopped and rushed circled in place, looking for something. Sindera turned around, to look at Leo a little dumbfoundily. She grunted at him, "Hey Leo, you do realize that you have to do your job right?"

Leo turned to Sindera, and suddenly, his eyes widened in fear. Slowily, he pointed his gun in Sindera's direction, and whispered fearfully, "Turn... around.... Sindera." Sindera was confused at first, but the she realized what was happening. Leo wanted to make it look like there really was something horrorfing behind, then shooting her down, to make himself head officer. This was mutiny!

Sindera rose her vaporizer at Leo and over a quiet clicking noise, she spoke intimidatingly, "So that's it, huh? You're going to shoot me, so you get a promotion, huh? Well buddy..."

Leo shouted this time, over her, "Look behind, oddamnit!!!"

Sindera suddenly realized that this wasn't a joke. The clicking noise was really...

Sindera turned around to face two Paramites, screeching loudily, and bolting at her. Their webbings had been placed so very well in front of her, and this frigthened her that she didn't notice them in the first place. And they were companioned, by three other vicous and hungry looking Paramites. And those three had already been trying to launch at her. Sindera, unable to prepare for this fight, didn't get a lot of time to react. In order to give her some more time, she harshily whacked the closest Paramite that already was in the air with her vaporizer. The Paramite whimpered once it hit the ground, and it's mouth started to drip blood in seconds. However, the whack didn't touch the other Paramite, and it gave it's battle screech. Before Sindera could give off her own growl, the Paramite was trying to gorge her breasts in mid air.

Sindera, crying and cursing of unbearble pain, was flunk to the ground in millsecond. She could fell her blood rushing out her body, while the Paramite clenched it's grip on her, and tried to tear away skin. Before she gave the monster the chance to continue trying to makea feast, she decided to make this Paramite pay. Using her anger to move for her, she clenched on the Paramite's throat and slammed her other hand into the diaframe of the pityless Paramite. The Paramite stopped it's gorging on her, and all the air escaped from it. Suddenly, it was trying to gasp for more breath, but being that it's air tube walls were being clenched together, the Paramite wasn't going to breath for very long. Sindera efforted herself to get up, and threw the Paramite with all of her remaining strength. The Paramite hit the ground hard, and for the good for him, passed out.

Being that Leo had been shooting from behind her, already one of the Paramites was rotting away. Another one was partily injured, but still was launching itself toward Sindera, along with another agressive Paramite trying to use the fact that Sindera was weak as a dinner chance. Sindera, breathing heavily, used her anger again to smash the heads of the Paramites together, by clapping when they close enough to her. Her vicious anger caused her strength to increase dramiticly and cause the two die with flatten heads.

When all five of the Paramites were dead, either that they shot down, or the loss of blood killed them. Sindera breathed heavily enough for her body to rise up every time she inhaled. But once all of her anger drained away, her chest began to pain even more. The blood was rushing out of her too fast, that she had to hold onto her chest. Groaning in the pain, Leo rushed over to Sindera, when she fell of unable to keep her balance. Leo exhaled loudily in fright, while thinking in what to do. Sindera shouted, being that pain was insanily painful, "Take off my shirt and wrap it around my chest already!!!"

Leo, a bit embrassed in what he had to do, hastily unbuckled what was left of her jacket and took it off. Sindera slowly removed her bloody arms away from her chest, allowing Leo to wrap the jacket around her gored injury. Leo, shocked of how much blood there was being released by her, slowly wrapped the jacket around her chest.

Sindera breathed heavier each minute, and just wanted to stop all of the bleeding. But she had to remain strong, in order to avoid Angela's office. So, she pressed the jacket closer to her, in order to make the blood absorbed by the jacket.

Leo looked at Sindera shockingly, being that he never saw such an injury before, and that he never saw her in such pain. He whispered to her, "What can I do for you?"

Sindera tried to think about that one. She didn't like Vykkers, and didn't want to be near Angela, for she goes crazy about every patient she sees. So she rasped, "You can start, by following that track. And giving me my vaporizer. Don't worry about me."

Leo sighed, for maybe he wanted to do more. He sneaked over to the lone vaporizer, and delivered the vaporizer to her. Sindera smiled a bit, and rasped again, "You know, you did good. I will see that you are the newest major officer."

Leo felt surprised, for a guy that had a bunch of surprises in one day. Never had he expected that he would be nearily in control of the operation. Since he couldn't find the right words for his thanks, he just said, "Thank you." and ran off. Sindera just sat there thinking of what just happened. She had tell herself that everything was OK, nothing bad is going to happen.

She sat there thinking of what made this happen to her. And then she realized, this happened because she didn't trust anybody. That was a bad habit, and now she had a bunch of skin ripped off, blood is on her, and she ruined her only shirt. But now, she knew what she did wrong, and Sindera thought, "Maybe this what I have been doing wrong. And now, it costed me greatly." And now, she is laying, alone, waiting for Leo, to come back.

OOC: Someone could control Jeff, for I don't have a good feel for him.

[E'l Scrabino]

OOC: I should control Jeff, seeing as he's my NPC...


IC:


Shredder: Shredder looked hastily at Jeff after Slurp had arrived in front of them, and after Slurp opened his mouth, Jeff said, "So, you want me to fix this huh? Well, i did learn how to heal with Matt, so i'll give it a shot." so he started to chant. Shredder looked in awe as blue orbs were being transferred from Jeff to Slurp (like a spoocelock), and amazingly, Slurps tongue started to heal...



Matthew: "Any 1's?" "Yep, here ya go."...


OOC: w00t?

[Zerox]

OOC: Finally, Matthew got one.

IC: Shryke was surprised at this. The last time they had confronted Mudokons, they had attacked Slurp. But Slurp had been healed now. Shryke asked Shredder about how much he knew of this particular Mudokon, where he'd found this Mudokon and why he wasn't trying to attack us as opposed to healing, as that was Shryke's past experiences of them.

OOC: Now that Fleet is dead, maybe I could/should make another character?

[E'l Scrabino]

OOC: Slaveless is reading this when i'm posting!
And Zerox, it was Greg who got one.

IC:


Shredder: Shryke asked some questiong to Shredder about the Mudokon, Shredder replied, "Ok, No.1: I've know him since the village attack. So i know him pretty well. No.2: He's probably trying to pay me back after a saved him and a couple of his friends." "What? I can't understand these creatures..."...


Matthew: "Got any 9's now?" "Go fish." "Dude, i can see your cards, you've got a 9." "Aww, fine, take it..."...


OOC: Hmmm... You could take... The Slog that Slurp found? w00t?

[Slaveless]

OOC: How did Fleet die? Is this something I didn't know of?

Just a question, what does w00t mean?

IC: Slurp was surprised at the Mudokon, for his experiences with Mudokons often ended with him passing out, or him swallowing them whole. It also felt weird on his tounge, for he could almost feel that energy was going through his tounge, slowly healing his tounge. His skin was slowly growing back and connecting back to the skin that was still there. And he can almost feel his veins growing back, along with his nerves. Time almost slowed down and Slurp felt so relaxed and could almost fall asleep.

But after five seconds of being completely relaxed, he realized that he was done. He wobbled his new tounge around his mouth, and became really excited. He could almost flick his tounge at the Mudokon, if he didn't save him. Slurp screeched loudily, "Thank you so much, Mudokon!" He felt so loudily, that he went over to Jeff and licked his foot several times. Even though it was very tasty, he had to resist eating the Mudokon.

But then he realized that Shredder had said something about the village attack, and Slurp became puzzled. What village? The one that the Albino Scrab? When did that happen? And then he realized that he must try and find his other self, in order to help the Mudokons. So Slurp screeched to Shryke, "Maybe we can help them, by completeing my quest. So should we go out to the wilderness now, in order to really help these Mudokon, for our thanks?" Slurp hoped that Shryke understood what he meant.

[magic9mushroom]

OOC: I think Zerox is suggesting that he died in the mine(hint hint).

IC(Well duh, Angela is my only char): Angela decided she would start taking over this operation. She put her own Vykker body into the pod, configured the controls to her implant, then reconnoitered the area. She found two Mudokons sitting together, playing with what seemed to be cards. She readied the hypnotic injector and placed one behind each of their necks.

With her Sleg body, she reconnoitered under the canopy. She soon found a Slig trying to half-support, half-carry a wounded Intern along a path. She followed along behind sneakily.

With her Glukkon body, she looked at the said Slig's telemetry. She issued a command to it.

"That Intern is too badly wounded to survive. Bring it back to me...I mean, Angela. She'll take care of it.

[E'l Scrabino]

OOC: Hypnotic injectors, by my standards, is god-modeing Matthew. Please edit your post. Again...

IC:


Shredder: After Slurp had been healed, he went over to Jeff and licked his foot, Shredder was worried Slurp would eat Jeff, but he didn't. Shredder was releived, then he suddenly noticed something, on Slurps head(s?), he saw a spade-shaped mark, just like the one he saw on the Sleg he fought earlier... After Slurp finished talking to Shryke, Shredder asked, "Slurp, do you know of any Slegs that share the same mark as you on your head(s?)? Because i can recall fighting one with that very same mark on it's side..."...


Matthew: "This is getting boring... Wanna play old-maid?" "Yeah, sure."...


OOC: w00t? Means yay! Or woop(ee)!, soooo... Yeah.