Work at Rupture Farms (v.9)

[enchilado]

[-- ooc --]

Well, I could wait for Krivzee and Guekko to come inside from the station, but it's possible (probable) they'll ignore me, so...

[-- IC --]

Tok sniffed the air, but there was nothing out of place. Blood, flesh, ground bone; the tang of metal and the sticky fumes of gas. It smelt as it should.
Now, if he was going to find this intruder, the first thing he had to consider was the floor. There were three, and it could be on any of them. However, this question was answered by the blaring alarm:
"Mudokon terrorist on ground floor! All Sligs please spread out and shoot on sight!"

[-- ooc -- Please tell me if there aren't any alarms like this.... --]

Most of the Sligs around didn't even pay any attention, and indeed Tok didn't rush immediately into the lift. A Mudokon terrorist...
This was bad!
The lift was shown as already being down on the ground floor, and Tok couldn't wait for it to come back up. He raced along the corridor and down the flight of stairs to the level one grinding area. It was dark down here, with an almost solid feeling of blackness. The North wall of the grinding area was dinted and had holes in it, and through these he saw the blackened and charred remains of the factory area that had been destroyed by Abe... the Mudokon terrorist.
And if this terrorist was in RuptureFarms again, where would he hide? The answer to that was obvious, even if it took some time for Tok to realise the fact. He walked over to the largest gap in the wall, and kicked it in a bit. It was so dark in there he thought that even with Infra-Red Goggles and a powerful spotlight, it was going to be difficult to see.
He stepped through, and the flimsy metal of the wall sprung back up behind him. Somewhere nearby water dripped steadily. A soft echo of metal rang through the air, clear but as quiet as the fall of a feather - or so it seemed. A muffled whisper of someone talking, thought it was probably just a rat.
He flicked on his spotlight.


~it's 31 degrees here... eek... though it was 34 a few weeks ago.
Enchilado

[Splat]

ooc: Anni and Hembar first met in W@RF 8, starting here (I believe Kix and Jim were showing Anni the pump they'd installed in her garden at the time) and going on to about page 25 (Anni runs off but meets Hembar again). Gretin, you and I are the only ones involved so you don't need to read anyone else's stuff.
Did I used to control Kix? o_O

Looking back has made me think W@RF 8 wasn't as bad as it seemed at the time. It's just a shame that the good players from then all left pretty quickly, so no plots were developed.

I meant to read back and then post IC: But I cleverly just pressed the post button, so I'll edit IC in soon.

And now I have to go, sorry. I've got a post planned and I'll type it out in a couple of hours. It has paramites!

EDIT: Sorted.

IC:
Anni looked uncertain, "Um, I think if I said I'd caught you the sligs would probably just shoot you. And if I took a note or something, I'm not sure they'd believe it. You wouldn't have to throw away your stuff, just hide it." Then another question just osrt of burst out of her, "Anyway, why do you want a job here anyway?! You're a native! Shouldn't you be doing... native... things?"

She turned her head suddenly when she heard a paramite hiss.

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The different colonies and species of creatures living in Rupture Farms' unused parts may not have gotten on with each other, and they didn't exactly talk to strangers, but they understood and watched each other enough for a colony of paramites living back in the derelict building to know that creatures living under the factory itself had been disturbed by some frightening, stinking intruder.
Then other creatures had come into their territory. One of them was an odd-smelling mudokon, similar to the one they knew they weren't supposed to attack. But the other one was strange, something none of them had smelt before, though the previous generation of their pack might have recognised the scent of a meech.

What they did recognise was that neither mudokon nor animal smelt like an industrial, which were dangerous to hunt. And they were disturbed by the rumours of the towering creature that had walked through the shadows earlier that day, in a place where they did not live, but where they often hunted.
And now they were hungry.

Five paramites moved through the shadows behind Hembar and Crunchy, silent and invisible in their own territory. Then one of them let out a hiss and they leapt at their prey.

[MeechMunchie]

IC: Crunchy could sense something behind him (OOC: Echolocation, anyone?) and it was making him uneasy. He was pretty sure he had heard hissing too. He remembered that sound... It was coming closer now. He began to urgently pull on the mudokon (Hembar)'s loincloth.

[AckroTheSlig]

Ic:
Not long after one of the feeCo trains rolled in, Ackro took his first step into
The famous "Rupture farms". He too a moment to take in and absorb the surroundings
into his mind. "Hmph, I'll have much fun here.. Granted, not as much fun as
sending the Z.A.P into the crapper.. But it should make to be quite interesting".
Ackro started to wander around, unsure which direction to take.


Ooc: Greetings, I'm new here and would be thankful for any help
on where to start out! I'm sure we'll all have a fun time, I've had an account
on here before and love this role play group.

[slig# 5719]

IC:
Flad was waiting for Borso to take the lead when he heard a distant sound over the murmurs of the machinery. He quickly turned around to find the source of the noise and could see a light in the distance. "Wait here i'll go check it out." He whispered to Borso.
As he approached the light's source he found it was another slig (Tok).
"Hey could you turn that light out. There's a native intruder down here and we plan to catch him. He can move really fast so we don't want him to see us." Flad gestured to some blood on the floor. "He's wounded so he should be easy to catch but we don't want to take any chances. Me and another slig are gonna approach him from the front. Another guy is going around to sneak up behind him. Your welcome to help if you want." After speaking to Tok, Flad went back to where Borso was. "We better get this over with quick. I think animals lurk through here." He thought to himself.

OOC:
Thanks Dripik that means a lot since this is my first RPG. It's good to know i'm doing things right .
I think i'm usually just called "Hash".

Hello Enchilado and Ackro. Oh and I don't believe I said Hi to you either Guekko .

[Guekko]

OOC: To Dripik: Thanks ^^ It has been some time since I got into a roleplay, I'll try my best at it.
To Enchilado: At the end of my first post, Guekko left the station platform and stepped inside, so Guekko and I assume Krivzee are inside the building.
Hello there to everyone, I don't usually get to say, hi, so hello.

IC: Guekko shrugged lightly, that is the usual response he would expect from a Slig...well, and pretty much everyone else asked the same question. He walked along behind Krivzee, his nails making a light sound against the floor as his eyes scanned around. He had never been to this place before, though there were some he had worked with before that knew RuptureFarms as it was before, some of the tales that they came back with...well, so far the place looked in much better condition than he had heard of, despite the fact that he seemed to have entered in the midst of a security breech.

[Gretin]

OOC: Hi, AckroTheSlig, just remember to post your profile here as well Also, not to make assumptions or anything, but I just wanted to make sure you know that playing a violent character could be trouble. If he's not violent for no reason you shouldn't have too many problems though

IC:

Hembar had seen nothing but the meech when she turned to look behind her, but she could feel something wasn't quite right before the meech started tugging on her clothing, so she quickly started her silent chanting.
She couldn't kill them, they were sacred creatures after all, but she wasn't about to let herself become their lunch!
Small sparkles of mystical power spun around her as a paramite's hiss was heard, then she put her hands in the air facing the five paramites that were jumping towards them.

Instantly the sparkles turned into five glowing blue orbs which each collided with a paramite in the middle of it's leap. The orbs seemed to shatter into dozens of much smaller balls of energy which circled around each paramite, suspending the paramites in mid-air.

That'll buy us a little time, Hembar thought, but the orbs were steadily disintegrating, meaning it'd only last a few minutes before the paramites were freed again. Grabbing hold of the meech and half dragging it she ran for the two mudokons standing a short way off - she knew Anni from before and the other mudokon looked like a native so she'd be safer with them than with the paramites!

"Watch out, there's paramites!" she called to them as she ran towards them.

[AlexFili]

IC: Borso nodded to Flad. "Okay, let's move onwards then" Borso reloaded his revolver, spun the chamber and followed Flad. He was sure he could smell Paramites nearby, perhaps there were some lurking in the shadows. He was hoping that Flad knew where to find the native.

[AckroTheSlig]

Ic: Ackro stood there at the feeco train station, having just arrived at rupture farms.
"What the.. this place is much bigger then I could have ever anticipated".
He started walking, looking around for any sign's of life around, being suddenly
startled by the sound of the FeeCo train leaving, making rather loud, rattling noises.
Ackro wanders around looking from his righ to his left, taking in all the sights..
still on the search for someone of assistance.

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Ooc: Im still unsure where to go.. D:

[Splat]

ooc: Enchilado, just wanted to make a couple of pointers. I was more awake when I reread your post a few moments ago than when I read it this morning

First, there are no random characters in the RPG, no random sligs or mudokons or anyone (except animals), only the characters players have created. I think you mentioned random sligs in your post, so I thought I'd warn you there aren't any

And second, there was no siren about where the mudokon was. But I'll let you off; I made that exact same mistake when I first joined.

Ackro, welcome. As Gretin said, remember not to be hyper-violent and things should run as smoothly as butter on a bald monkey. Also, you don't need to align your posts yourself. It's just annoying

I'll wait for Mars to post before I do any IC (he's viewing the thread and quite possibly typing a post up as I speak).

[AckroTheSlig]

Name: Ackro von zaddler (His full name)

Race: One of a kind blue slig! (Woot, woot!)

Gender: Male.

Age: He's 18 years old (in slig years)

Appearance: He has blue skin, with slightly darker
blue finger nail, tentacle and back bone coloration's.

Personality: Ackro is a very clever and sadistic slig..
and has very few fears aside from scrab's. Ackro's been known
to have a sensitive side.. but it's rare to ever see it.
He's also very, very, intelligent. Not to mention
extremely greedy, he'd rip off your arm for pocket change.

Bio: Ackro was spawn in a training
facility (Z.A.P - Zaddler's Army and spawning facility) for the soul reason to
go in and take prisoners from lone villages. On the day Ackro was born, just falling
out of the birthing area when something happend that was completely unexpected..
a worker Mud that was cleaning the floors tripped over a capsule containing
a dye that would be used as a smoke bomb. It broke open and the inner goop drained
down on top of a newborn slig.. Turning it permanently blue.
This slig would grow up to be Ackro, of course. After years of training,
Ackro had become the best of the Z.A.P..
Seeing this, the general of the Z.A.P, Zaddler took him in as if he were his son,
giving him the last name "Zaddler".. But, in time the Z.A.P fell victim to riots
that started when many of the captured fugitives that had escaped, came back
and freed the others (Mud's). Ackro, being the only known living soldier of the facility,
set off, now unemployed and looking for a job. He set his sites on the popular "Rupturefarms".

Gear/equipment: Carries a custom made shotgun,
a gas mask has three slashes on each side of it. And
his mechanical legs which runs on air, spiting out a smoke cloud every few minutes.
But really runs like a dream, they hardly make any noise at all!

[AckroTheSlig]

Ic:
Ackro, currently wandering around aimless came across Tok. "Hm?.. well, well.. I guess
this place isn't empty after all" Said Ackro, with a tone of sarcasm in his voice.
He started to move his right hand back toward his knife.. then held his arm out in front of his self, motioning for a friendly hand shake. "Us sligs have to stick together, don't we?" He chuckled, happily.
Ackro could feel it deep down inside of him that Tok would be important to him
somehow.

[Jimmy-le-sniper]

-----OOC-----

Whoo, major character development here

-----IC-----

SU-01 decided to stay near the boss office until he got an answer. A window appeared on his HUD.

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SECURED TRANSMISSION PROTOCOL
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INCOMING TRANSMISSION FROM "VIKKERS ALPHA-COMPLEX"
SUBJECT : A new update is available.

In response to your recent error report, our engineers have been working to patch the security breach. This program will add a new detection signature to your Security Orb. It should now react to it like it would with chanting. It's highly recommended to install the update ASAP, as your system will be vulnerable until then.

Download ?(Y/N):_
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"Wow, Vikkers engineers sure care for me..." he thought. "...or for my arm and leg costing body and weaponry." he added sarcastically. He confirmed the download, and a few seconds later, everything was done. He then received a message from the Boss.

The monotonous voice of SU-01 was heard on the Executive's computer speakers shortly after that.

"Apparently, a chase is already in progress, judging by the low number of guards here. Since I'm not aware of their location and tactic I would only interfere if I joined. I'll keep your office's entrance safe until everything is back to "normal".

You must certainly wonder who send you a free Snoozer you didn't even ordered. I'm not allowed to tell you the name of my creator but the project I'm bound with started a few years ago, when you reopened Rupture Farms.
What follows is classified information. Nothing will be stored on your computer and you should not share this informations with anyone else, for your own safety.

You might be aware of it, but some (if not all) leaders of the Magog Cartel disapprove your treatment policy towards your workforce. They even plotted your dismiss. They could have send an assassin; I've got a list with 150 names, but it's still far from complete; but they wanted to make an example out of you so no one would ever treat Mudokon like you did. Molluck was known for his productive methods, and I think you know your kind pretty much to know that profit is the only thing that matters.

So they decided to fire you, but not without a good reason. And what's worse for a Glukkon than to be fired at random ? Being fired for lack of productivity and failing to secure the facility he leads. They planned to send you what seemed to be normal employees looking for a job. But don't be fooled. They're expert in sabotage. And worst, they are for about every intelligent race of Mudos. Could it be Sligs, Vikkers, Glukkons, even brainwashed Mudokons...You name it. According to your actual employees records, assuming they are up-to-date, I don't think anyone of them is here now. I don't know how your productivity is going, but for the security part, I've already hunted down one Mudokon terrorist who managed to put me out of order for a quick instant. Don't worry, this little security breach is patched by now.

But you know, you're not alone in thinking that a factory with happy employees is safe and productive. It's been proven in several Vikkers facilities that Mudokons Scrubs who were not beaten and fed decently were almost 30 % more efficient and the attempts of escaping came near zero. Out there, there are some Vikkers that share your point of view. That's why I've been created.

I'm here to prevent your dismissal. If you can stay here long enough and have a good productivity, it will surely change the Cartel's mind, and in the end, every CEO's minds too. Instead of losing your job, you could even be rewarded for that.

Now, you might ask : "Why a snoozer ?". Here is the explanation :

A slig is pretty much competent in most of the security-related tasks. The problem is he can be possessed, distracted, and not eager to work.

A robot in the other hand, is also very effective but only in a low range of activities and are not fully autonomous. Security Orbs zap, cameras record, snoozers patrol.

Let's say I'm a mix of both with the advantages of all and the disadvantages of none. A slig's nervous system kept emotion-free and under control by a robotic body. I used to be a high ranked slig, you know. Commandos operations, Cartel's VIPs protection...I was good at everything a slig needed to be good at to succeed. Except for beating Mudokons. I always refused to do it and I got almost killed for that. Long, uninteresting story. Anyway, the last thing you should know is my deactivating procedure. I just have to hear your voice say : "SU-01, EMERGENCY SHUTDOWN". Remember that. It will works through the factory speakers too.

Waiting for your orders_

[enchilado]

[-- oc --]

Aah, no! Tok isn't special to anybody! Get away, creepy Slig!

[-- IC --]

"Hey!"
Tok turned round, and flashed the light in the eyes of an approaching Slig.
"Could you turn that light out? There's a native intruder down here, and we plan to catch him!" - the Slig was nevertheless taking no pains to lower his voice - "He can move really fast so we don't want him to see us." Flad gestured to some blood on the floor. "He's wounded, so he should be easy to catch, but we don't want to take any chances. Me and another Slig are gonna approach him from the front. Another guy is going around to sneak up behind him - you're welcome to help if you want."
"Uh - sure," said Tok, scratching the back of his neck. "I guess so... er, front - " he tapped in front of him " - behind, er. I guess I could take him out from the side."
The other Slig had already left, though, so Tok flicked of his light and snuck away into the darkness by himself. He was good at sneaking, he considered. Nobody would see him -
"Hm?.. well, well.. I guess this place isn't empty after all."
"Wha - " said Tok, spinning around. "Oh, poo-brain!"
The Slig was holding a knife, but after a pause he slid it slowly away. "Us sligs have to stick together, don't we?" he said.
"Sure thing," said Tok, shaking the Slig's hand. "Let's see, I'm gonna take this guy out from the side, so I guess you could - go - to the other side, that sounds like an idea. So - which side should I go to? The left side, or the right side? I think I prefer the right side - though if not that, the left. And... I suppose he may be right-handed - yeah, I'll take the left, and you can take the - aw, I suppose the - the - the left. Or the right. Yeah, you can take the right. This sounds like a plan! Let's go."


~BTW, I haven't managed to grasp where Mars is. Obviously Tok don't know, but...?
Enchilado

[AckroTheSlig]

Ooc: Erm, ok if you say so Ench..

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Ic:
Ackro took the slig Tok's hand shaking it up and down a few times, having
a rather firm and unpleasant grasp while doing so. "Sure thing" said Tok, after Ackro
had previously said "We sligs have to stick together, don't we?". Ackro, began to march forward when he stepped in the blood on the floor, the left leg of his mechanical pants slid out from under him. Nearly falling, he catches the floor just in time letting out a small sigh of relief. "Haha, any closer and I might have startled the fugitive.." Said Ackro, while raising himself from the ground. "Huh?.. How interesting, this blood seems vaguely familiar" Ackro said, while sniffing the scent of blood on his hand.
"It's almost the exact same scent of blood from one of those that managed to escape
the shooting range at the Z.A.P" Said Ackro, while he spun his knife around on his index finger. He started to make his way after Tok, following closely behind while dimming the light's on his mask and using extreme stealth so that he could be near by when the "intruder" was captured. Again, smiling while saying quietly to his self, "I'm a hunter, after all..".

[T-nex]

-----OOC-----

Whoo, major character development here

I was actually going to address this, because honestly... I think that's too much character. Anyway I napped cos I was tired, so I couldn't do it before.

AckroTheSlig, please don't take this in a bad way, but please listen here...
I dunno, to not sound too harsh, I'd call your character maybe too ambitious. I must admit I read that character profile, and despite the good grammar I still managed to facepalm myself a bit. I really wanted to like your profile, cos you seem intelligent and creative.
But honestly... It's not the fact that it's an experiment that bugs me, not even the fact that your character is rather 'special'... It's just that he's too special. It actually seems a bit obnoxious. I mean... let me get this straight:

- Your character has blue skin instead of green... colorful...
- Your character have up to three times the lifespan of a normal slig...
- Your character has an important and mysterious pas.... too important.
- Your character is violent, but I'm sure you'd explain that away with his past.
- Your character is probably like super-strong or something because of the intensive training.
- He has cool, special goggles AND pants.

So the bottom line: There's nothing normal about your character.. not one bit. Honestly. Your character is what I'd call a 'Mary Sue'. If you don't know what that is, please look it up. Your character needs weaknesses, faults.. SOmething that doesn't always sparkle and reak of importance and presence. You have to remember there are other people in this RPG, and they want to feel just as 'important' and 'there' as you.
Honestly... I think your character would be rather interesting, but I honestly really think you have to tone that stuff down a bit. Maybe make him a bit more vague... If you really just want to develop a long, and deep plot around him. Don't do it in one post, or in the profile. Drag it over several versions of w@rf. It's what I tried to do with "anni", as I really hate being all over the place and making myself be more significant than really needed.
Also.. If he really was that important and 'mysterious' what is his business in rupture farms?
Just... To me this sounds like you just wanted to show off, your cool, mysterious character. You could just make a drawing in FC and that instead >_<

Well.. I'm sorry, I don't mean to rag on you too much, but this really needs to be said... And this goes for everyone else too. Try to keep all this in mind when creating characters.. Slow development, i think, is always more interesting than a quick "omg look at this amazing character!!".

Also, one thing that needs to be emphasized: Despite you saying your character is violent, hyperviolence is really looked down upon in this RPG... If you go around smashing things and people, no one will want to RP with you, so keep that in mind, ok?

Well I'm out for now :P Keep up the story people!... or else.. *shakes fist*

[AckroTheSlig]

Ooc: Did I EVER say he was super strong?.. Um.. no?..
Firstly, my character has a longer life span so freaking what?..
He's got marks on his mask, Big deal?..
and his skin is blue so he's different from all the other sligs. And I'm not being violent am I?.. It's just the fact he has a violent nature, but he's really toned it down or
he wouldn't be at a meat factory.. Thanks, if you don't like my idea's and reasons
to want to be different I'll just leave. Fyi, he's no stronger then any other slig,
just simply well trained in knife fighting for he hates guns.

[AckroTheSlig]

Ooc: Don't bother replying. And wow, this is a racist thing now?..
Just because my skin's blue to differentiate myself from any other slig means
I'm a damn show off?.. And side from being from an unknown facility from the oddworld
games doesn't make me any better, now does it?.. And where in any posts or in my profile
have I "I'm super powerful" or anything remotely close to that?..
For your information, I'm simply violent because of the hostile nature and wildlife
of the planet, everyone has to fight for their life here.. Like I said before, if you don't
like my character foe being blue and carrying knifes for protection and hunting food,
I'll just leave the oddworld forms forms for good.

[T-nex]

Ooc: Did I EVER say he was super strong?.. Um.. no?..
Firstly, my character has a longer life span so freaking what?..
He's got marks on his mask, Big deal?..
and his skin is blue so he's different from all the other sligs. And I'm not being violent am I?.. It's just the fact he has a violent nature, but he's really toned it down or
he wouldn't be at a meat factory.. Thanks, if you don't like my idea's and reasons
to want to be different I'll just leave. Fyi, he's no stronger then any other slig,
just simply well trained in knife fighting for he hates guns.

Ackro I didn't mean to offend you. But no one in this RP has ever made as a significant character as your, and if they have, they've been asked to tone it down, and they have so.
But the fact still stand that your slig suddenly have all these advantages over everyone else. It simply may seem as you outshining people here.

And I'm in no way asking you to leave. I actually want you to stay because I believe you have an incredible amount of potential and imagination. I just think you should put it towards the story rather than making and uber-special slig.

All I'm asking is for you to listen to my critique. I've been in this RP for a fairly long amount of time too, but have left some time ago, so It's not like I'm some outsider coming in to have have a say. I actually still care about the direction this story goes.

Anyway please don't take any word I say as an offense. That really wasn't my intention. And please don't just leave because of this.

[AckroTheSlig]

I believe I'll just take my leave. Perhaps.

[AlexFili]

Ackro, one day or another... you'll have to realise that criticism doesn't equal hate or dislike. I know it's easy to get frustrated when other people talk you down, but you have to rise about it and understand what they're saying is actually for your benefit.

Basically, we like you... but are trying to help you out.

[Splat]

I was gonna let this lie until it became an issue, but...


Age: Due to the testing done on him in the heart of the
training facility, his life span has increased from the typical
slig life expectancy of twenty years to an outstanding forty more
years.. All depending on if he undergoes the experimental
procedure that can double one's life span each time that
said one undergoes it.
(Pretty extreme, and somewhat above the technology of Oddworld.)

The procedure consists of..
injecting the subject with a goop that strengthens the
bones, heart and brain..
(Says he's stronger than a normal slig there)

Personality: Ackro is a very hostile and sadistic slig..
he thinks of himself as superior to every other known slig
and has very few fears aside from scrab.
(Yeah, suggests he might get pretty violent.)

General Zaddler,
was one of the most ruthless sligs to ever walk Oddworld.
(Again...)

Nordering the troops to preform such extreme acts of
evil that the facility collapsed in the riots.. Leaving him as the last living
soldier of the Z.A.P.
(So he's the last of an epic race of super-soldiers. And hyper-violent.)

Also, don't double-post.

I'm not asking you to leave, but your character is pretty powerful and important. And as Nexy said, why is he at Rupture Farms at all? You don't have to make your character superior to all others.

[AckroTheSlig]

Yeah, ok.. You made your point.. Goodbye.

[T-nex]

I believe I'll just take my leave. Perhaps.

If you are really going to leave over this, maybe this RPG isn't for you anyway. No one hates you, and no one wants you any bad. But you're being a bit childish.

All we want is to help people out here, to create more realistic profile, and ultimately a fun, good story for people to participate in.

[Splat]

Seriously Ackro, no one is asking you to leave! We want you to take part! But we just want you to tone down the awesomeness of your character a little. Right now he's a little too Master Chief for a small meatpacking factory on the borders of Mudos.

[enchilado]

You didn't look up what a Mary Sue was, did you? Now... seeing as we're together... oh, and I should be the next one to post, you did so last... I may just kill you. Weird blue Slig? I didn't even realise you were blue. Eek! A blue Slig with knives and uber-goggles? I think Tok may be a little untrustworthy. He may even knock Ackro on the back of the head and take him to Arnie.

So, this is my advice (and please don't leave, this is only a small thing really).

• Remove the bit about the uber-lifespan.
• Make his skin green.
• Don't make him sadistic and self-obsessed, but with a sensitive side.
• Tell us what Z.A.P. means, apart from spelling out 'zap'.
• Make his backstory a bit more believable... or a joke. Not in the middle.

~I hope you consider this carefully, and don't leave.
Enchilado


EDIT: Wow, so many people posted while I was writing that.

[AckroTheSlig]

Mm.. i'll change a few things but I'm remaining blue..
Contrary to what that racist dude thinks. <_< But after I've changed my profile,
a word of warning.. I'll leave then next time I'm called a "show off" when I've done nothing.

[AckroTheSlig]

Ooc: Mkay.. I changed it.. Anymore comments or suggestions?..
(That's a rhetorical question).

[Splat]

ooc: I'm feeling so uncreative write now... sorry...

IC:
Anni was peering into the shadows when she heard a yell, "Watch out, there's paramites!"
Then the female mudokon she had met the day before came bursting through the shadows followed by an animal that Anni didn't quite take in.

Behind Hembar and the meech came three more paramites, slightly perturbed at the unexpected fate of their packmates, but none-the-less pursuing their fleeing quarry.
Anni recognised one of them and leapt forward, "Somi!" She cried out happily and hugged the animal. "Are you ok? A robot said it'd been shooting animals down here!"
"Um," Said Somi, who happened to be a talking paramite (ooc: Long story), "We haven't had any trouble, but we heard industrials had been down here. Are these all your friends?" She asked of Hembar and Mars.
Before Anni could answer, one of the other paramites hopped towards Somi and hissed at her.
"There are sligs nearby, coming closer," Somi translated, "Someting's frozen our friends back there."

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Grace heard two yells in mudokon voices, the first of them containing the word 'paramites'. Cursing quietly to himself and wondering if there were animals down here, he hurried towards the cry, hoping the other sligs would take this as a signal and also home in on the sound.

[Jimmy-le-sniper]

Hey, easy, man, relax. Seriously, just calm down. Everyone apologized, and gave you usefull tips. You've modified your profile accordingly and its a good thing. It proves that you're somewhat open to criticism .But calling someone racist is a bit... Too much, I think.
Now, I hope you'll have a good time rpging here.