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(I have to ask you, what the hell race are you)?
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That's what we invented profiles for.
Arxryl, if you'd say the species of the character you're after that also helps as it narrows it down. Or put the name, it doesn't really matter either way, but if you'd put 'vykker' instead of 'person' in your post it would immediately have been clear who you were talking about as there aren't any other vykkers walking towards Arnie's office. (And don't worry about your entrance too much. It's just if people say their characters start in Rupture Farms or have been in there for years or something that it becomes a problem. When I first joined W@RF my first character walked up to the front of the building so no worries).
IC:
Krik turned around sharply to see a mud chasing after him. His currently foul temper was not improved at the thought of having it hanging around while he talked to Arnie, nor at having it tagging along if the boss wasn't in his office.
Still, what could he do? Maybe one day if he could get those blackskins working and on the market this sort of thing wouldn't ever be his problem again.
He gave a long-suffering sigh and told the mud, "I'm on my way to the Boss's office. Follow me if you must."
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"Alright, that's great then," Anni announced. "I'll go look for Arnie and you guys can head back to the tower!"
Jim still felt unsure but Anni had run off before he could say anything, so he turned to the animals, "Let's go then, I guess..."
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Dionysia had no memory of climbing stairs, or of coming out into daylight, but she found herself lying on the roof of Rupture Farms. A strong wind was blowing and it made her shiver.
Perhaps it was the cold that had brought her back round from whatever state she had been in. The last few minutes, after she exploded (she shuddered when she remembered) at Krik and Gappiqu was all... gone. She didn't remember any of it.
She tried to pull herself into a sitting position but ended up huddled down with her arms wrapped around her legs and her back bent against the wind. She was scared, and she hated herself for it. She was more than scared, she was terrified, of how she had lost control of herself so completely, and of those times it had happened before. She was scared that she had no memory of what had just happened, and she was terrified of how Krik would react to her outburst at him.
And of how Gappiqu would feel. Oh Odd, what would he be thinking of her now? What everyone else thought of her, she guessed, and what she thought of herself...
Emotionally unstable... She was a flawed prototype of an important experiment and she deluded herself to think she was anything like the finished product should be...
Low threshhold to pain... There were so many faults in her...
Imbalanced biochemistry requiring frequent chemical supplements... She couldn't even live without those injections Dr Krik kept giving her. She was dependant on him, she owed him her life, and she had exploded in his face.
She was ashamed to feel tears unning down her cheeks, when another more chilling thought came to her.
What if something else was wrong with her? What if something was happening to her that they didn't know about, that would kill her, or send her insane? She could die in the next few days and they would never have been able to see it coming! That was why they kept doing those tests on her, to see if anything else was going wrong. Oh Odd, who knew what could happen to her?