Work at Rupture Farms (v.7)

[dripik]

Arnie listened to #10's introduction. "Yes, I remember. Though I have to admit that I haven't been reading the Daily Deception for some time, so I don't know much about your boss. Except that he's a Mudokon, which I find strange. How could he manage to get a position in the Cartel? Glukkons don't think high of Mudokons."

#7 Slig listened to Niko, having difficulty with understanding him. "Big Scrabs? I don't know, but if they are big, they are easier to hit."

Meanwhile, Slash flew by and joined the conversation, wanting to help with the wheelchair-modding. "Come on Slash, no time for that now. We need you out there. Rick can surely handle the whole thing by himself." said #7 Slig.

"Thanks for the support, #7." said Rick, still thinking about what is he supposed to do. "RG, I know I helped you out with your facial plate, but attaching a floor waxer to a wheelchair is a bit harder for someone with my skills."

"I shall provide you with the design and instructions in a second, organic. It shouldn't be so hard, even you can manage the modifications." said RG. He walked around the table to have a better look on Martha's wheelchair. After he measured its structure just by looking at it, he processed the data for a while. Then a small chest compartment opened, and the robot pulled out a small disk and gave it to Rick. "This disk contains everything you need. You will need a computer to access it, I would advise a visit in the Security Office. You can print the schematics there."

"Thanks." said Rick, examining the disk. He was about to walk out from the Cafeteria, when he turned back and picked up the cleaver from the kitchen counter. Otto, who was still standing there, raised an eyebrow when he saw this. "Just to be on the safe side." explained Rick, shrugging. Then he left the Cafeteria.

Meanwhile, Arnie looked at RG. "You got a bit more friendly with Mudokons, you know. I always thought most robots are stubborn, seeing as they are programmed and stuff. You changed a lot."

"Being a robot doesn't mean I can't adapt to my surroundings. I'm not a simple meat grinder, Boss, surely you have noticed that." said RG to Arnie. "I judge organics by strict protocolls, but this one has proven that he's capable of efficient work. Therefore, he can be trusted with more complicated, yet not thoroughly important tasks."

Arnie raised an eyebrow. "Not thoroughly important? We are talking about a Mudokon worker here..."

"...who needs additional work just to make her able to do something useful in the factory." said RG, his anti-organic side showing up again.

The conversation was interrupted - thankfully - by someone who fell in the Cafeteria from the air vents. RG, Arnie, #7 Slig and Otto turned around to have a better sight on the newcomer - it was a Slig. RG walked up to him, keeping a distance and keeping Gore's shotgun at the ready. "Explain yourself, Slig organic. I suspect you didn't infiltrate the facility through the vents just to get a job here." said RG, keeping his eye on the Slig.

[Zerox]

IC: Oh, damnit, I needed summat to do, I'm sure there's enough people chasing those damn animals around... though Slash. He sighed "Alright sir, I'll try to find something else to..." Slash was interrupted by a random Slig falling fromt he air vents above. Well, he'd need to repair that later, anyway. Assuming from the fact it had been sneaking around up there, that it was a hostile enemy. He took out his shotgun and aimed it "Yeah, what rusty there said. What you think you're playing at?"

How did he see?...how did he see? "Uh, I'm not really sure, I just sense my environment. I'm not an expert on the matter, though I'd think a Vykker or summat might know, since I do know that I sense my way around in a similar to Scrabs and Paramites and so on, and I'd presume a Vykker would know from, well...doing things to them. So, how are we gonna get past there? I don't think the risk of trying to run past quickly is so worth it. Far too many watching..."

[Venks]

Bam-bam(aka #9), as he was now being called by Slash, was somewhat disappointed when the flying Slig flew off. The Slig followed the air-borne Slig into a group of people talking about waxing floors. As Bam-bam tried to fathom what was so interesting about waxing floors he saw a Slig(Ricky), a non-flying one, fall from the ceiling and onto the ground. "Great anotha invada," Bam-bam thought to himself. Bam-bam was trying to decide if he should turn his gun on the obvious invader, but he remembered what had happen with the last one(Molt). Upon seeing a giant robot thing and Slash point their guns at the invader Bam-bam decided it was ok.
Bam-bam pulled his gun off his pants and aimed it directly at the invader's head. Their was no need to ask it what it was doing here as the giant robot thing demanded in its odd voice, "Explain yourself, Slig organic. I suspect you didn't infiltrate the facility through the vents just to get a job here."

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Doe watched as Scri walked off to the gathering of industrialists, hoping to find Arnie. The Mudanchee decided it was best to observe the security when a perfect example of their prowess came flying down from the ceiling in the shape of a Slig. Upon hitting the ground several Sligs and the metallic Vykker created abomination(RG-49) raised their arms threatening to use them if the Slig didn't explain itself.
This would be a good time to get away with mischief, but unfortunately the non-metallic Vykker created abomination(Dionysia) had not yet reacted to the invader and could possibly be keeping a stray eye on Doe. The native warrior decided now was the best time to try to fool the dark-skinned Mudokon into trusting him or at least making her see him as no threat.
Doe walked over to the dark-skinned one, mentally preparing himself as he walked towards her and Aida. "Ey Aida." Doe said in his practiced southern-Industrialist accent. "Whos yur good looking friend right here?" Doe asked gesturing towards the dark-skinned Mudokon. Then abruptly afterwards Doe nudged the dark female with his elbow saying, "I'm just messin' with ya." Hoping to be deemed as very simple he started heartily laughing over his own actions. Then Doe spit in his hand and offered it to the dark one, "The names Nat, I come from da good 'ol southern Meep ranches. Nice ta meet ya."

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#10 was inwardly upset that this Glukkon didn't already know about Joe and that he would have to explain everything. Holding back his mild-anger #10 said, "Well its a rather long story about his rise from slavery to being the richest Mudokon alive, I advise you you read one of his books. However I'll tell you his success mostly came from his creation Paramite Juice Rich™ I'm sure you've tried it before. With the success of that drink doors opened everywhere for my employer, he is here hoping to make a deal with you... but unfortunately he has been locked in the R&R room alone for some time now, due to the Wildlife situation. Trust me, Joe is an honorable Mudokon, thats one of his biggest weaknesses. I ensure you business with him can only lead to a profitable exchange." Not wanting to overload the Glukkon, #10 stopped there letting what he had said sink in. #10 inwardly crossed his fingers hoping that the Glukkon would want to meet with Joe.

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Joe sat on one of the many beds thinking to himself. Lilith had predicted to him earlier that in no time at all he would have money equal to a Glockstar. The question was would he be given Glockstar status, last Joe had heard their were many Glukkons on both sides. The jealous Glukkons argued that Joe was a Mudokon and that only Glukkons could be Glockstars, next thing you know Vykkers would want to be Glockstars too. Those who hoped to do business with Joe or were intimidated by him demanded that he be given Glockstar status. They argued that though Joe was a Mudokon he was a Glukkon in all the ways it counted. By having a Mudokon Glockstar it would give many 'employees' hope and with that dream in mind work productivity would rise.
Joe hoped he would get Glockstar status, with it few people would protest his products simply due to them originating from a Mudokon. With the money Joe had now many Glukkons were happy to do business with him, but many were prejudice and never offered fair deals. As a Glockstar Glukkons would still be prejudice and jealous, but at least they would try to feign-tolerance in able to do business.

[WaterMelody]

scri was getting rather impatient, the people around the glukkons table (and the glukkons themselves) were not paying even one iota of attention to her. scri surpressed to urge to make a scene and calmly waited. she heard a crash from behind her, and most of the sligs and the robot thing left the table, to go see what all the rukus was about. finding her path now cleared, scri walked slowly up to the front of the tamble. "uhm, which one of you is the boss?" she asked again, hoping that at least one of them would pay attenton to her.
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Aqua yawned hugely. "when are we gonna get there~" she whined, growing inmatient with the situation. "I wanna go somewhere interesting!". she stamped her foot down when the others just kept walking. "Fine! i'll find him myself!" aqua announced, then ran off down the corridor. every footfal that aqua made caused little puddles of water to linger on the floor.

[Patrick Vykkers]

OOC: Alright, let's go with that.
IC:
Praetyre noticed Dek was looking rather pale and tired. He walked over, and forced his rather limp boss into a chair. He would have to do this operation himself.

Praetyre moved the monitoring station to his angle and tried to keep one eye on the operation and another on the monitors. He used his helmet to periscope around and get a good view without straining his eyes. He ordered his suit to release some surgical tools and spoke loudly and firmly;
“Please, all in the immediate proximity. Grab some surgical masks from around the laboratory and put them on, as I will need clean conditions for this and will be performing a complete flush of the area in only 3 minutes.”

[Marvak]

Cal wandered around for a while, poking his elongated head through doorways and windows. After a while, he came across another elevator. Thankfully this time, it wasn't broken. Hopefully.
Hopping in, he pressed the "Ground Floor" button, and waited.

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Ricky had known this wasn't going to be an easy job, the moment he'd stepped into that garbage shute to try and sneak in.
But this was ridiculous.
He heard a booming robotic voice come from the mechanic monstrosity in front of him. 'Explain yourself, Slig organic. I suspect you didn't infiltrate the facility through the vents just to get a job here.'
Ricky looked around; several sligs had already drawn thier weapons and were aiming for an instant kill. He stepped back a little, and put on the most innocent face he could muster without seeming like a wuss.
'I'm so sorry, sir, I was merely trying to seek a meeting with a particular person in this here factory, and the entrance seemed to be locked for some strange reason. I-I really need to talk with this person, that's why I got into the air vent.' Ricky didn't expect a single one of the others to believe him, but that's not what he was aiming for; while he was talking, he scanned the room for the best escape rout.
Suddenly, though, he noticed a glukkon standing behind the machine; Arnie. He started walking towards him.
'Sir! You're who I was looking for, sir! I would like to talk with you in privacy sir!' he cried, sounding a little crazy.

[Reiji Neko Mitsukai]

Aida jumped when the slig fell from the air vents, and shrank a little with the ruckus that followed immediately afterward. However, it actually reassured her a little bit to know that if all the guns were trained on the intruder, they won't be aimed at her.

She didn't quite know how to respond to Doe's sudden appearance- not that she could anyway- although she was calmed a little bit by the fact that it was someone she knew and she wouldn't be facing this stranger alone.

[LadySlig]

Martha looked over at the disruption, and frowned slightly, “Poor fellow. Look at that; its like everyone wants to just shot him.”
Rusty totted upright and craned his head about, “I dunno. Look he fell out roof.”
Martha blinked and winced “that must of hurt.”
Niko nodded to #7, “Surh, Ift helhp oht…” Squints at the cluster of people, “Pha, whof cralwfs in dah roots?”
“Maybe he is confused.”
“Shure.”
“Well he could, you don’t know.”
Niko frowned, but fell silent.
Peach chirped then hopped off of Nikos hand, and started to race about the circle of people, trilling shrilly.

[Gretin]

As Hembar waited in the shadows she saw some sligs, a few mudokons, and a robot all enter the cafeteria. Analysing them quickly, she could feel that one of the mudokons had a lot of power within him. It seemed he had most if it under control, too, but she wondered if there was perhaps some power in him that he had not yet learned to use...
The robot, however, she couldn't analyse. Sensing something's programming was somewhat out of her league (), but she guessed from the design that it was some sort of security robot.
She was about to follow after them when she sensed more creatures coming. To her surprise, she realised that a paramite and a fuzzle were both very cautiously and stealthily making their way into the cafeteria (in fact if she hadn't sensed them first she probably wouldn't have even noticed). But she also sensed that there were more creatures coming yet...
One was a mudokon, and she was fairly sure another was a big-bro slig, but the third... she'd never felt a creature like that before...
As she watched, she saw the creatures she'd identified coming around a corner, then the third revealed itself to be a meech! No wonder she hadn't recognised it.
It seemed to take a quick peek into the cafeteria then retreat again, and then it actually seemed to be talking to the big-bro. She decided now was the time to make her move.

Walking up casually behind them she said softly, "Hello there!"

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*Ralph got a surgical mask! 20 points! Extra life!*

OOC: (Sorry, not much else to post for Ralph at the moment )

[skillyaslig]

Jatt; *Yells at Aqua* Whatever Kid, don’t get yerself killed! *Looks back at Sturg* I dunno…do ye have any…uhh…wildlife friends runnin’ ‘bout da place? I mean, there are lots of other-*Gives a sqwark of surprise as someone talked behind him, spins about, yanking his blitz packer up. Stops short of hitting the person as he sees a mud* Damnit! Don’t sneak up on people! Odd…*Glares but lowers his gun* Where the hell did ye come-*swings around as he hears talking*
Vester: *Trotts around the corner and spies Jatt* Hello, who dat?
Lenny; *Waves* Hello! Jatt, my friend! How are you?!
Jatt: *Groans* Oh not you two…
Vester: *stalks forward and stops a few feet from Jatt, and then sees Sturg* Oh, a meech. Great….
Lenny: *Sqrims free and squels* Ohhh!!! A meech!!!
Jatt: *hisses and grabs Lennys tentacles to shut him up* Be quite! Tryin’ tha’ keep a low profile!!
Lenny: Mnahham? *blinks*
Vester; Let him go.
Jatt: *snaps* Fine! Just shut up! *Drops Lenny*
Lenny: Ouch! Silly metal floor!
Vester; *Peers at Sturg then shrugs* Whats so interesting?
Jatt: Don’t worry yer head, Vester.
Lenny: *peers at the mud* Hello! Will you be my friend?
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Cylepso: *Glances at Seb* He was interesting, wasn’t he?
Seb: mnahanmm anaam mghana.
Cylepso: Yeah, though he practically screamed Don’t-piss-me-off-or-I’ll-kill-you.
Seb: mnahan mnanhahmmanahah. Ghnama manaham?
Cylepso: Cant tell.
Seb: mnah amanahganmam aman.
Cylepso: Pity.

[Splat]

ooc: Your mask-wearing XP has increased by: 1.
Sorry for my prolonged absense. Wars of the Art and my story have been taking up a lot of my time recently, plus my characters haven't been all that involved with recent events.

IC:
Before Somi and Alexander could get close to Doe he moved off again. Slightly annoyed, she retreated back into the shadows. "I guess you're going to want to talk to him some time?" She asked the fuzzle.

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Dionysia looked at the letter she was being shown. She pointed to Arnie, "That's the one you want to show that to. He's the boss here." If the letter was legitimate then the odds were this mud was safe.
The crash as the slig fell into the centre of the room made Dion turn to look with everyone else. It took her a second to realise that it wasn't Gore this time. When she saw that trigger-happy slig from the R+R point his gun at the intruder she was torn between annoyance at him and the fact that his actions were just about justifiable. She snorted under her breath.
A second later the mud she'd spotted earlier appeared and began flirting!
"The names Nat, I come from da good 'ol southern Meep ranches. Nice ta meet ya."
For a second an expression flickered across her face that a slig might show shortly before he began battering a slave. It vanished as quickly as it appeared, however, replaced with a sweet smile. She neither liked nor trusted this mud, so she'd let him think she was a bit of a bimbo to make him lower his guard. "Oh, sorry! You made me jump!" She laughed, "I'm Dionysia. Are you new here, too?" She didn't want to act to differently from how she had been before in case he'd been watching her talking with Martha. She quietly made a mental note not to shake his hand... or ever touch him at all if she could help it.

[Marvak]

Ping!
The elevator slowly opened its doors to reveal yet another filthy corridor, with some more doors. The one on the left seemed to have a lot of people in it, from what Cal could hear. Walking briskly towards it, he could see; so this was the cafeteria the female slig had mentioned. As soon as he walked through the open doors, though, he could see a large crowd on the other side of the room. And in the middle, with a lot of guns being pointed at his head, was Ricky!
Cal wondered how the hell Ricky had gotten into such trouble; he was supposed to be tailing Cal secretly untill Cal found where Arnie was, so that they could talk about the... large amount of moolah he owed them. But from the looks of things, the plan wasn't going very well.
Deciding he'd better help the stupid fool out of the mess, he discreetly walked around the walls of the room to the disgruntled group.
'Hello my good gentlegluk, gentlesligs and... thing.' he spat, throwing a clearly distasteful look at the machine who was interrogating Ricky. 'I was just, err.. passing by when, uh, I noticed my friend here having a lot of guns pointed at his head. Now i'm not sure how things go around here, but I don't think that's a very polite way of greeting a newcomer.' he said, wearing a rather arrogant smirk on his face (well, as much as an Intern can smirk, anyway).
Ricky resisted the urge to groan. Cal obviously wasn't aware that he'd just fallen unexpectedly from the wall...
"Never here when I need you, yet always here when I don't." Ricky thought. 'Listen, Cal, I got this under control. Now please kindly leave and scan the place or somethin'.' Ricky hissed, trying to keep his voice low so the others wouldn't hear him.
'"Under conrol?"' Cal whispered back. 'Last time I checked, you had a group of people want'n to kill yo-'
'And you're just making it worse!'
'You should be @#$%ing thankful that I came to save your sorry ass!'
As they continued to bicker, their voices gradually got louder and louder untill-
'Don't you go cryin' to your Momma when you get kicked out of the job because you were too stupid to leave a situation alone!'
'At least my Momma don't eat her own Odd damn kids for breakfast!'

[LadySlig]

Martha bit her lip, “Such langue! What kind of mother would eat her kids?”
Rusty grinned, “Ours.”
“Your kidding!?”
“Nof Mizz.” Niko rumbled.
“Well that’s not very…nice. Peach! Please stop running about, you naughty girl!”
Peach sniffed the ankle of the strange slig and trilled.
“Peach!” Afraid if Peach was going to get hurt, Martha said to Niko, “Could you please go get her?”
Niko nodded and thundered towards the group.
Rusty sat down on the floor grumpily, “Pha!”
Martha sniffed.
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Galaleo skipped about outside. He saw a BigBro, but ignored it. He trotted over to the yards and, flicking his thrusters on, he leapt up and landed neatly inside a abandoned pens. He proceeded to inspect the holding area, humming lightly.

[Slogster 2k7]

Pablo looked around the cafetaeria, he was currantly in a shadowed corner, so no one could see him in his embarrasing state.

"Stupid wildlife, maybe i should go crawl in the air vents yeah, wonder if i could help by doin that." He mumbled

[Zerox]

IC: Sturg was somehwta startled at the large infulx of newcomers that had appeared. He was ready to run, but none of them seemed hostile "Well, this is...interesting. But, why aren't any of you trying to shoot me or something? That's generally what I'd expect from industrialists like yourselves, since generally animals aren't permitted in the building, and being a Meech doesn't exactly help..."

Yeah, locked door. He could have just used the fone rather than ruining the air vents. And the fact this guy had appeared out of nowhere and seemed to have got in an argument with his little partner seemed more suspicious "So what's goin' on here, then? Is this some secret plan to sneak in, both of you, but you messed it up? The front door's never locked, and there's always a fone to use out there, anyway, rather than climbing into the air vent and ruining it..." Slash saw that enough people were monitoring the situation with their guns, so he might as well get a job started. He flew up to the air vent, unscrewing the hatch so he could at least partially get in, and try to undent part of it that had been.

[Gretin]

Hembar took a few quick steps backwards as she saw the slig grab it's weapon and swing it around, but it was needless as he stopped himself before he would have hit her anyway. She was about to answer when two more arrived...

Jatt: *hisses and grabs Lennys tentacles to shut him up* Be quiet! Tryin’ tha’ keep a low profile!!

"In that case, this isn't really the best place for it really, is it?" Hembar looked around. "Anyone could come up to you like I did, so you're just lucky that so far none of the trigger-happy sligs have spotted you.

"If they had any brains they'd hold their fire anyway, as the likes of you are pretty rare," she looked at Sturg, "and talking ones are rarer. But unfortunately that's just as rare... Naturally no offense is meant to any of you sligs, though.

"But if I may be so bold as to poke my face where it doesn't belong, I suggest you relocate yourselves before someone else decides to do it for you!"

[Zerox]

IC: "Maybe, but I don't particularly like the thought of some Vykker dissection or whatever either, or being captured for money or whatever - I don't really feel like risking it right now. Right now, we're thinking of how we can go past the cafeteria without anyone spotting me. We ended up searching some Jutt guy? I think this Mudokon here wanted to see him, and I was fairly interested as well, to be honest..." said Sturg.

[Gretin]

"Don't you think that staying here puts you at more risk of being caught than moving somewhere safer?" Hembar wasn't sure if the meech had understood her correctly. But then, it was unusual for an animal to understand normal speech at all, so a little bit of misunderstanding could be excused.

"If you must carry on with whatever you're doing, I suggest you at least try to be discreet about it. How you are at the moment, walking through passageways conversing casually with a slig," she looked up at Jatt, "anyone could spot you with ease."

[skillyaslig]

Jatt: *snorts* Yeah, I an’t really fuzzle sized.
Vester: *looks confused* What’s so special about a meech?
Lenny: They are suppose to be extinct! Now, there’s a talking one here! Isn’t that fascinating?
Vester: Is it suppose to be?
Jatt: Oh shut up! So? He’s a meech. Get over it.
Lenny: I cant! I have no legs.
Jatt; Ha-ha. I forgot how ta laugh.
Vester: How could you forget to laugh?
Jatt: Odd, don’t ye know nothin’?
Vester: I know we need to see the boss.
Jatt: *snaps* Why?
Lenny: I need pants! I lost mine.
Jatt: Fine! Go and get ‘em, then! Just shut up about the meech, okay?
Lenny: Okie-dokie!
Vester: What meech?
Jatt: Oh, just go away! Idiot…
Vester; Okay…*picks up Lenny, and trotts into the caferteria*
Lenny: *Waves* see yous!!
Jatt: Idiots! Pha…*Looks at Hembar* Who the hell are yo?

[Zozo the Zrilufet]

OOC: Aaaaaand nobody missed me, I shall kill you all in your sleep....Hmmm, Sorry Dripik, didn't know that Arnie made an announcement...And my characters wandered pointlessly to the bathroom if that helps....Me try to post...

IC
(Outside cafeteria)
Tiny screamed as he heard the tongue slap the floor and saw the red fleech. He began running around in a frantic circle, his pants making a noise like a tractor thrown down the stairs. "FLEEECH!" He screamed over andf over like a banshee.
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(Bathroom)
Dimitrio slipped into the bathroom, not sureif there was a male and female one or not. Probably not, since females on Oddworld were rare. He sighed as Agent 80085 came in after him.
"What? I wanna go pee."
He gave her a funny look as Tiro razzed at Slax.
"It's Tiro, not Trio." He said cheerfully. "I'm gonna go follow them in."
Agent glared at Scarface as he walked in, making a throat-slitting sign to make a point as she went into a cubicle. Dimitrio edged away from the older slig, breathing whilst trying not to hyperventilate in fear as Tiro played with the sinks.

OOC: Saaaaay, whatever happened to Slax's sloggie Jaws? He just dissapeared, where'd he go?

[Slogster 2k7]

Pablo decided to leave the shadows and go see some of the other Sligs, of corse with no pants it would look quite bad on his first impression.

"Stupid fleech." he mumbled as he crawled out of the shadows.

He felt so stupid crawling around, everyone had to look down on him, it was very very scary, to him anyway.

"Anyone know where i can get some pants round here?!" he asked raiseing his voice so a mojority of the people in the cafeterias could hear his question.

[Venks]

Alexander nodded in response to Doe's inquiry. "Yes I would very much like to talk to Doe again, if only he wasn't crowded with all these other creatures."

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Doe wasn't surprised at all by Dionysia's reaction. The dark-skinned Mudokon was probably putting on a front so Doe wouldn't catch on to her true nature, but she made one mistake. She didn't shake his hand. Had this Mudokon really wanted to be trusted or was purely simple she would of shook hands or at least
explain why she wouldn't shake his offered hand. Doe also noticed how she said she was 'new here' however from his inspection of her from the shadows the previous day she did not seem 'new here' at all. She couldn't be trusted.
"Ya I'm new, I'd still be on da Ranch right now had it not been for my rival finally taking me out. Just couldn't pay da bills no mo' so I be here right now. I'll tell you what though, nobodies Meeps grow to be as good as mine are, my rival is just lucky ya know?" Doe stated as if trying to bond with Dionysia.

"Now ya see, my Meeps fur be so purely white if ya left 'em out in da night you could use 'em as light. Me rival's Meep on the other hand have such dirty brown fur you down right puke just from looking at 'em." Doe continued lying about why his Meep were better then his rivals. Though this was all made up to begin with he made it obvious that Nat was lying about his Meep being so good. The idea was to make Dionysia think Nat was a simple country bumpkin, hopefully it would work out.

[Gretin]

OOC: Haha, does anyone else see the irony with this conversation between Doe and Dionysia?

IC:

"The name's Hembar, and if you're on peaceful terms with this meech and mudokon," she looked over at Aqua, "you can think of me as a friend. But I really think you should move now."

She looked at Sturg again, "If you're really so determined to go past that room there but don't want to be seen, there is a more roundabout route. If you go back the other way and follow the passageways without going through any doors it should bring you right around to the other side. Though, of course, if what you're trying to get to is on the other side you might not even need to go all the way around."

OOC: Although Hembar is new here, remember that she was able to partially map out the area, hence how she knows what the layout is. She won't know what most of the rooms are for, however, until she sees them.

[Splat]

"Ooh, I hate it when stuff like that happens," Dionysia declared, "Like there used to be this place that made these snacks I really liked, but then some big company with loads of moolah took it over or something!" When she wanted to seem like an air-head, she seemed like an air-head! "Ah well, maybe..." She glanced around and lowered her voice conspiratorially, "Maybe if you ever meet that Abe Guy you can get him to blow that place up for you!" She suddenly laughed loudly. She was going to slap him on the arm like she'd made some great joke, but stopped herself in time. She couldn't resist asking, "Hey, do you always spit on your hand before shaking? Cus, you know, I bet not many people want to shake hands with you when they see you do that!"

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Somi replied, "Well maybe if we wait a while he'll go off on his own and you can talk to him."

ooc: I now have this image of Dionysia wearing a blond wig and staring at me murderously stuck in my head.

[Chubfish]

OOC: I missed you! Now I can get back too scaring Tiny again! Heh...well anyway...
IC: Spleech watched as he stood still and saw the slig run frantically in circles and screaming odd words as it ran. Spleech barked again and the slig still ran in circles. Spleech got tired of this as he couldn't exactly hit a moving target very well and got dizzy watching it run. He then just gave up and thought to himself "So hungry...must eat food..." and looked too see if the slig had stopped but it hadn't, and Spleech made an ear splitting screech. He thought "Maybe that will scare it solid..."

[WaterMelody]

OOC: i lol at this irony. truely.

Aqua span around to face Hembar. "Jatt is really nice!" aqua protested "he wouldnt do anything bad to anyone!". Aqua felt the air becoming damp again. "If your gonna be mean to jatt we dont need your help" she said, turning her back to Hembar and grabbing hold of jatts hand again. "Come on, we'll find our own way to wherever were going".

OOC: and she dosent even know where she's going xD

[Gretin]

OOC: Wha...? I don't remember Hembar saying anything bad about Jatt

[Zozo the Zrilufet]

OOC: W00t....Okaaaay, where did Slig 7665 go?..... I have to talk to other players more me thinks...

IC
Tiny froze for a moment, but just screamed and ran around more before tripping and landing with a crash on the floor. "Owie..."

OOC: Ah yeah, and Tiny is ten foot tall (I did a height chart, whoo), I don't think Spleech could eat him without bursting or breaking is jaw. Must....Kill off Scarface...And add...More....Pointless...CHaracters!...

[skillyaslig]

OOC: Hehe....
IC:
Jatt: Where are we going, tha's a good question....*looks puzzled.* Ahh, whatever...*glances at Aqua* Huh, meh nice, eh? Can't really say I've been called tha' 'fore.
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Jutt: *Growls* Stupid friggin' place....*Looks over at Galaleo* Freak...
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Vester: *mumbles* Where’s dah boss?
Lenny: I really don’t know...Maybe that’s him? *points at the gluks*
Vester: Yeah….
Lenny: *looks about then see Scri and shrieks* SCRI!! HELLO!!!
Vester: Huh?
Lenny: its Scri! Hello!!! *waves his skinny arms about, yelling*

[Marvak]

Ricky started as the flying slig addressed him, stopping the heated arguement.
'So what's goin' on here, then? Is this some secret plan to sneak in, both of you, but you messed it up? The front door's never locked, and there's always a fone to use out there, anyway, rather than climbing into the air vent and ruining it...'
He watched as he flew up to repair the air vent.
'I swear, I didn't so much as scratch the thing! My pants, they're made of very light material-'
'I'll pay for the damages.'
'Cal!'
'What?'
'Shut up!' Ricky hissed angrily. Cal rolled his eyes, and turned to the other gun-wielding sligs.
'Listen, gentlesligs, this has all just been a big mistake-' he glanced at Ricky's pants; he sounded like he was putting them in gear- 'You see, my friend here had just... somehow found his way into the garbage shute by accident.'
'Yeah, I'd fallen in. That's when it sucked me up, and spewed me out into Maintenance. That's why I had to crawl through the vents, because there was no other way out.' Ricky slowly placed his hand behind his left pant leg, so as the others wouldn't notice. Cal put a hand on Ricky's shoulder.
'Yeah, and I was coming in for a job interview, I mean, you can obviously tell-' he said as he indicated to his dirty shirt and jeans- 'I really need a job. And I just happened to notice my old friend here. And that...' suddenly placing himself behind Ricky, both hands on his shoulders-
'...That's the whole story, assholes!'

With a loud "BANG!", they both started speeding in a straight line towards the door, faster than anything anyone had seen before, as Ricky's custom made pants switched to Race Mode. As they knocked down and broke furniture, one thought crossed Cal's mind.

"...Damnit."