Slap looked at Arthur a little happily and noted down on his laptop, "Thank you Arthur. I should come here more often, cheif."
He looked at the most interesting soup that was set before him. It looked a little different from the ones he saw back in the hospital that he looked at, but he got over it. Yet, he didn't feel like something was right. It was then that he realized that there was no straw for him to suck out of. He needed the straw badly, so he typed onto his laptop, "Sir, not to be rude, but may I have a straw for this soup? It is just that I do not have any ability to drink soup without a straw. And may it be tiny, because my stitches require tiny things to go inbetween them."
Slap looked back at Arnie, feeling like that even though the two Glukkons were argueing, they were both glad that the Boilers were up and running again. At last productivity could be in the factory, for now Slap could get a reasonable paycheck now. (What do you think would happen, Slap would just get ignored for saving half a dozen lives?) Yet Slap was seriousily disturbed by something. He wasn't sure if Gappiqu was still alive. If he was, trouble would begin. Gappiqu would probably allow more trouble happen in the Boilers because he already risked the lives of Rupture Farms by not fixing the pipes. But he was confident of Goresplatter and whoever would track down Gappiqu and Dionysia.
He saw that a group of Mudokons had left the cafeteria in a flash. Eavsdropping didn't do so well for him, so he typed down, "Arnie, what were those Mudokons doing again?"
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Joel, Isaac, and Mike stood along the same conveyor belt, all placing their hands on the levers that controlled it. They stared at the belt, for it seemed to be connected by huge tanks, while meat saws was just above it. The belt also seemed like it wasn't the only connected to meat tanks. Many other belts around the belt were nearby, also ready for meat processing. They also took a look at the sign above the conveyor belt, which read, "Scrab Meat"
It took them a while to realize that Isaac was the one that had controlled the conveyor belt, and as soon as that happened, Isaac quickily pulled the lever toward him. Isaac had apparently had a lever that was by the belt in a paralell The belt let all of the stoppers on the belt quickly shove back in place, while the belt pulled out three corpses of Scrab into the their faces. Mike tried to pull his lever, but when he did, the saw above them didn't really work. Then Joel pulled his. Still nothing. At last, they both pulled their levers at the same time, causing the saw to drop down onto the rotting body.
The Scrab was already skinned, as well as nerveless, but some of the bones were still inside. And when the saw came down, it started to gash into the neck, causing the neck to become seperate from the body. In the process, blood splatted all over the new conveyor belt and the Mudokons got a little grossed out. But they tried not to notice, and pulled their levers again after it was Isaac's turn again.
It was at last when they realized that they had some trouble. The body they just slashed through, was not going to be slashed again, since they were the only ones on the conveyor belt. They became confused on how exactly that would work out. They looked at Isaac with a puzzled face. Isaac shot back one too, for he himself was confused on how much progress they were going to make with only beheaded animals in packages. Isaac, looking at the sitution impossible to come to conclusion, (these Mudokons were banished from the thinking world at birth) and called for the others, shouting, "Hey guys, what do we do with only one saw?"
Noel, Jacob, and Anthony had the exact problem. And they too, had no answer. However, it was Jacob that noticed something. Even from a distance, he could see that the saws from Isaac's conveyor belt, were oddly positioned in different angles than the last. He stared at each for a few puzzling seconds, then came down to a conclusion. He shooted to the others, "Guys, the saws are positioned different than the last. Maybe that means that each saw is meant to cut a different body part. So let us twitch on of our saws in different manners to cut different parts."
The other five tried to think about this and shrugged in agreement. They guessed that they could do that. So, Joel on the other conveyor belt carefully shoved the saw with his right shoulder and his left hand, away from him. The saw was packed with wires and metal, proving his job difficult. But after a little huffing and puffing, the saw moved toward the Scrab's legs. Mike was watching him and when the saw finally moved, he said rather loudily, "Annnddd, stop!" Joel stood back into position and nodded his head in agreement.
Isaac watched as his brothers tried to think of a way to make the meat grounded as much as possible, while thinking of how he could help. The two Mudokons in front of him were already in no need of help. In fact, he wasn't needed for a long time. Being bored, Isaac scanned his eyes around the grinders, seeing all of these pieces of machinery, until he fixed his eyes on something to his left. It was a bit out in the open, but it was perfect and he didn't understand how come it wasn't there before. It was an average meat saw that was a bit off by the conveyor belt. But it seemed like it could be use for Isaac.
He looked at Joel and Mike twitch their saw to ground up the Scrab corspe, then at one of the dead bodies. He removed his grip from his lever and let himself grab onto one of the lifeless Scrab's legs. He dragged the Scrab's body off of the belt, and looked behind him to see if he was going his way. The Scrab was quite heavy, but after all that training in that other factory, it wasn't such a biggie. Isaac eventually stopped his dragging, and heaved with his hands dropping onto his legs. Looking down on the floor, he promised himself that he would work out more around here. He looked back up, seeing the meat saw before him. It seemed perfectly new, without any blood stains. He felt proud that he was be the first one to make it start. Isaac grabbed onto the bottom beak of the dead Scrab and heaved it under the meat saw. The bloody body was gross, and drenched his hands in absolute, disgusting looking, liquid. He tried to get over horror of the Scrab's lifelessness, while getting to a nearby lever.
At last, he gripped onto the metal bar and pushed it toward the wooden body of the lever. Afterwards, he pulled the hard to move lever toward himself. At last when he released the lever back into place. And he saw what a meat saw really does. The saw brought itself onto the Scrab, causing the body to fling all over the place. Even some meat blew itself up once landing on him. He formed his face into a disgusted look and glanced at the Scrab. For one thing, the meat was grounded up. For another thing, he had the clean up the meat on the floor, and tried to wash it up. No wonder this wasn't the most popular way to ground up dead animals. And now he had to pick it all up with a bucket, and using his loincloth to move the small pieces of meat.
He moved up and down with his left foot, being a little frustrated. Isaac didn't turn around and cried out to his brothers, "Might if I try to grab a barrel with a hose?"
Mike Joel nudged and turned their heads to look at Isaac. They saw the mess and started to giggle. Mike covered his mouth in the amusement, and shouted back, "Sure. Don't get a paper cut, or the whole place will have to be cleaned up!"
Isaac made his brows bounce up as he brought himself to go off to find a barrel. As he heard his friends laugh, he carefully looked around the place, looking for a barrel. He was to be surprised that he found a rather intimidating Mudokon instead. It was dark blue Mudokon with a rather intimidating height and physique. He never thought that Mudokons were even that big. He slowly back himself away, look at the Mudokon in the eye, and tried as best as he can to say what he say firmily and acting like this was nothing new to him, "Um, brother, can you hand me a barrel and hose? I need one really badly."
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Kix moved along beside Jim, shaking her head. It was like walking in a three legged race, but it was more frustrating to know that Jim needed this kind of attention. It kind of bugged her that this was needed in order to not allow Jim go jump into a meat saw to save his himself from being tortured. She sighed and thought that she must make some silly choices in order to help a friend out.
Once she got into the Stockyards, she dispersed from the crowd and looked into the horizion calmly. The Vykker wasn't anywhere in sight, and no Slig shots were echoing through out the Stockyards. Seemed safe for Anni and Jim. She looked back at all of them, and pointed out, "OK, there doesn't seem a sign of Sligs or Vykkers anywhere. So it is safe for Anni and Jim to roam around. And just to point out, I do believe there are some abandoned water hoses attached to some of the old guard towers around here. I think they are still running, since the Boilers still seemed connected to them. OK? Let's go."
OOC: No Gappiqu today. It is late and I have been working on this post for a while(mainly because of distractions and homework). I am not even half done with it!
I am a bit interested in Ralph. Mudokon experiments are the kind of thing I was looking for before I can around. I was going to make one (much different from Dionysia), but he would be a bit difficult to actually get around somewhere. If some of my characters settle down a bit, and I have time, I could create him.
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I never said the Vykkers succeeded in turning Ralph against his own kind, did I? For the record, Ralph cares little for the Magog Cartel; on the contrary, he partially blames them for what was done to him. Just had to clear that up. 
