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"Oh ha ha, let's make a joke about the Slig not being bright. And I can hardly eat myself. I know you were being sarcastic, but seriously. I'm hungry. Oh, and a fat joke too. You've got enough belly yerself." The slig said, poking Skelter in the stomach.

Skelter crossed her arms. "Oh, nice one, yeah. Use the exact same joke against me, real clever. You must think you're a comic genius." she made a careless motion with her hand. "Run along now, tubby. You need to conserve your energy for eating."

"Excuse me," said the vykker clearly, "If you're not here for scientific or medical work, why are you here? Unless you've come simply to pick fights with the workers and cause trouble?"

Skelter turned so her back was to the slig. "I'd say thats pretty much it." she straightened. "Cept I got this one vykker who keeps screaming at me through a walkie-talkie telling me to get a job, so now I don't know what i'm doing."

Suddenly feeling exposed, Skelter turned away moodily.

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"Hello Unknown Natives." said the robot. Ophelia's jaw dropped. "I am a all-purpose mechanical unit serial code RH-501, but I would prefer to be addressed as Digit. I have no records of your existence in any of my files. Would you care to identify yourselves?"

Ophelia, seeing as she was a tomboy extremist, was absolutely facinated by anything mechanical, including robots. She stuttered. Normally, Ophelia wouldn't stutter, but seeing as she was having a conversation with a robot, she decided to let it go. "I-i'm a grubb," she said slowly, "and this little idiot next to me is a mental case in a grubb's body." she pointed at Mola. Mola glared at her. Ophelia grinned.

"So.... you're a.... robot?"

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Dek nodded at Jim, and patted him on the shoulder. "No need to be afraid. I've doen lung operations of similar sorts here before. Just a little operation and a few antibitoics and you'll be right as rain. And if you aren't, I'll dissect you andd use you to further the progress of medical science, so your death isn't in vain......That's a joke, by the way, before you interpret it as serious."
He motioned at a medical bench. "Lie down."
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Arthur huffed. He would have quite happily befirended this Intern, but it's cautstic comments and antisocial attitude were getting his back up.
"Conserve energy? I've been more active in my time 'ere than you prob'ly ever have, mate. As fer my comic wit, well, I have been known ta leave some Slig inna confused rut after my humourous remarks. But based on the way ya keep thinkin' I'm some lardarse, I dunno if ya've even got the sense of humour ta get confused by a joke. Ya probably just stand there blankly an don't even notice I' m said anythin', er rather I've said anythin'. Slip o' the tongue."
He gave the Intern a sarcastic grin and turned back to the canteen.
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OOC: Heh, I missed Dek and Arthur...

Otto is currently waiting for Gappiqu to respond in the workshop. I guess it's time for him to return (either Slaveless or Otto).

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"Cleaning, eh?" said Arnie in a mock-praising tone, as the Mudokon (Roy) turned away and took a few steps. This act of disrespect hit his temple rather hard. "What, you already know what you're supposed to do?" he called at the Mudokon. "Come back here."

In the meantime, he reminded himself of the fire in the Production Lines. He had to see things there for himself. But right after he thought this through, the speaker in one of the upper corners of the Cafeteria went off.

"Um... This is Rick here, currently at the Production Lines. No need to worry, the fire is out, it seems someone was able to extinguish it... Lots of smoke here, I'll try to turn up the ventilation." There were a number of coughs, then he continued. "And sorry for announcing this on the speakers, I wasn't sure if I was allowed to do it, so... yeah. That's all."

Arnie looked back at Roy. Under the pressure of his headache, he felt a bit of relief. Still, there were lots to do, so he had to hurry.

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Rick turned the microphone of and looked around in the Production area. Smoke filled the whole hall, making visibility quite poor. Rick, covering his mouth with his arm, tried to spot a vent cover or anything which could help him with getting rid of the smoke.

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05-31-2008, 12:25 PM
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IC: Still rather angry Corky glanced at Dionysia who came up behind him. "How dare you imitate me like that!" He held his gun at her face. A Mudokon should have no right imitating a Slig and especially if the Slig was armed with a machine gun. But then Corky put his gun away from the Mud's face after hearing what she had to say. Corky grinned as he heard Dionysia's plan to flush Ark outta his hiding spot. "That's a good idea!" He said. Then Corky quietly called for Phats to come back by his side and wait for another order. Phats who had no luck in finding Ark heard his master and ran up beside him. He caught Dionysia's sent and growled. "Phats!" Corky called his pet. Phats turned his attention away from Dionysia and back to Corky. So as not get into any trouble Phats just sat at his master's side. "Ok I'm ready when you are." He grinned again.
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Roy froze as he heard Arnie speak again. He turned around and walked back infront of him. "Yest..sir!" He spoke in a quiet tone. 'Oh crap!' He thought trying not to shake in fear. Roy didn't want to upset the Boss but he thought he already knew what to do. He stood up straight trying not to show any signs of weakness. He looked up as the speakers came on about the Production Lines being on fire or something but all that was over now. Roy had no clue about the fire as he was to busy cleaning. He looked back at Arnie and swallowed.
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OOC: Sorry for my absence, I've been away this weekend so yeah.

IC:

Seeing the slig with the slog (Corky and Phats), Ralph slowed down slightly, watching as the mudokon (Ark) ran past and the two chased after him. He slowed down even more, going back to a walk, but listening intently to the footsteps up ahead.

He walked casually up to the doorway of the warehouse, as the two who had been blinded before (Cylepso and Dionysia) recovered and came running past him into the warehouse. He stopped in the doorway and heard the black mudokon giving orders to everyone.

This is going to be interesting, he thought. He stepped away and watched from a short distance - it didn't look like he was needed at the moment.

<•-•-•-•-•>

"Oh, it's nothing. Spilt some paint on myself and I just sort of doodled in it. Guess I should wash it off." Anni grinned up at the other mudokon.

Hembar smiled slightly, She's not a very good liar, she thought to herself.
"Sure," she said, "maybe you should wash it off now?" she looked around, looking for somewhere that Anni could wash her hands,
"I mean, it does look pretty conspicuous so it's probably best to get rid of it as soon as possible. Even if it is a doodle, it looks a lot like the sort of spiritual tattoos some mudokons get, and there's some people that get pretty paranoid about that sort of thing so you don't want them seeing it!"
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The taller Unkown Native introduced itself and its partner, ""I-i'm a grubb and this little idiot next to me is a mental case in a grubb's body. So.... you're a.... robot?"

Digit opened his Organism folder and added a new entry placing pictures of both natives in there. He titled the pictures Grubb01.gif and Grubb02.gif. Each picture was accompanied by a document listing height, weight, blood type, average temperature, and observed attack patterns(them running around in circles). Digit was positive that when Grubb01 referred to Grubb02 as a 'mental case in a grubb's body' this was attempt at organism humour. Since you're supposed to laugh at such jokes Digit produced a monotone repetetive sound from his speakers that was meant to be laughter, "Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. Good joke Grubb01, I perfectly comprehend the meaning in the choice of your words. Answer: Yes, I am what most beings refer to as a robot. Like I produced before I am a all-puropose mechanical unit serial code: RH-501. My purposes are almost limitless due to my assimilating and adapting features, however, my main purpose is for use in warfare. Now Grubb01 would you care to explain to me the reason for your creation? I would also admire a explanation for your powers and abilities so I can update my files."

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06-02-2008, 06:39 AM
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OOC: I'm really waiting for you guys to make a move (Splat and OddYouko)

IC: Ark, thinking back to his time when he was just "transferred" to Rupture Farms, had tried to memorize the map; which he failed miserably at. But, he did have the map. The only problem was there was little light. He was able to learn what rooms had more than one exit, and which had only one (he was paranoid like that). So, Ark knew that the Product Warehouse had four exits; he just didn't have any idea where three of those were.

Ark than heard the dark mud speak to the slig, and over heard the plan.

'Well, that slog's not going to be able to pinpoint me with all this meat around, but as soon as I make a noise it's going to know where it should bite.' Ark thought as he looked around, 'But I might be able to distract with all this meat around.'

OOC: Is the lift in the back of the room broken or operational?
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06-02-2008, 11:30 AM
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OOC; It doesn't say they're broken, so I wouldn't have thought so. The only one saying it's broken is the main lifts, but these have since been repaired.

IC: Silph wondered as to the practicality of that plan, considering the large number of meat products that may cover a Mudokon smell, considering a Mudokon is technically speaking, made of meat too. But most of the meat in here was packaged already, however, but he didn't know enough about the biology of a Slog's nose to determine whether it would succeed. He looked up into the inky blackness. He could easily have moved elsewhere by now, but unless he somehow got into the ventilation system, he couldn't have left the room, it would seem. He walked over and picked up a Scrab Cake that had dropped out of a box, removed the wrapping and began to munch on it.

Slash had succeeded in finding the workshop, and within some basic welding equipment, which had sufficiently charged batteries for the job. He returned to the product warehouse. The target pipe was bent, however, and bending it back would work, it would just snap. So it must be snapped off and welded at both ends. He pushed it upwards so it snapped off with a crack, and he held it in position as he began to weld together the end where he'd just snapped it.
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06-02-2008, 01:58 PM
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Out of Coffee: Digit's response= priceless.

BIC:

"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. Good joke Grubb01, I perfectly comprehend the meaning in the choice of your words. Answer: Yes, I am what most beings refer to as a robot. Like I produced before I am a all-puropose mechanical unit serial code: RH-501. My purposes are almost limitless due to my assimilating and adapting features, however, my main purpose is for use in warfare. Now Grubb01 would you care to explain to me the reason for your creation? I would also admire a explanation for your powers and abilities so I can update my files."

Ophelia gave a nervous chuckle as the robot began laughing emotionlessly. She made a mental note not to crack jokes around robots.

"My creation? Well," she began, scratching her head, "we do have a dictionary-thick book on the question back at the village, but to skip preaching all the religious crap, i'll keep it short. We grubbs were created by the Great Spirits who safeguarded our waters for generations, until that Sekto demon came along, but we kicked his ass in the end, so we're good." She grinned. "And of course we have a purpose, everything was created for a special reason. I'm the leader of my village," she said, beaming with pride, "and Mola here doesn't have any useful purpose, which is why we're here trying to find him a job."

Ophelia was too busy talking to notice that Mola had spit out his mouth gag. "Hi!" He said. "I'm Mola! I have a load of abilites! I can swim and jump and i'm double jointed so I can bend my arm back all the way even though Ophelia thinks its disgusting---" Ophelia crammed the gag back into his mouth.

"Well, okay, it was nice talking to you..." she frowned, "RH-501? What kind of name is that?"
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ooc: Sorry guys, that's not a lift in the corner of the warehouse (the one that runs behind the R+R), it s chute that crates from the production lines drop down, and so only goes down, and only if you're a wooden box or barrel. I've made it clearer on the next version of the map (as well as the repairs to the main lifts); it's really only there because I wanted to make the factory look like an operative meat-packing-plant (which wasn't easy since when I made the map I somewhat foolishly put the grinders on the far side of the factory to the raw-meat-storehouse and the warehouse on the far side from the station It was implied at one point that there was a conveyor belt from the warehouse to the station, and after I put that on it was just too hard to stop!

Sorry, don't really have time to post IC now.
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OOC: Please tell me if I'm doing anything wrong.
IC: "Alright! I'm going in now!" Corky said to Silph in a low tone. He was getting more and more inpatient and angry by the minute. He looked at the Mudokon and Phats then walked in the room where Ark still hid. He loaded his gun and didn't think about anything else besides finding Ark. He glanced around the room slowly but all he could see was meat, meat and more meat. "Here boy!" Corky then called to his pet. Phats didn't hesitate he ran up beside Corky and started drooling. "Come on out Mud!" He said with his finger right on the trigger. Corky was over doing it a little bit but he didn't care. He could accidentally kill Ark if he wasn't careful but then again Ark had powers to defend himself with. Phats growled loudly and once again tried to scare the Mud outta his hidding spot by barking. Corky quickly fired at a piece of meat hanging in the darkness. He grinned evily has if he just shot a defenceless Mudokon. Phats continued to bark loudly and Corky continued looking around grinning. 'Who needs a plan when you can just simply walk in and start shooting stuff?' Corky thought to himself.
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OOC: Godamnit...Too cold! Grr...
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Cylepso blinked as the Black mudokon vanished into the warehouse, as sleek as a sligs lie. The female hesitated, but then the strange skinned mud whispered to her,
"All the exits are on this side, so if you stand guard here he'll be trapped. Then me and him," She gestured at Corky, "And his slog can go in there and track him down. If he tries to get out, just shoot him... But make sure it's not me first."
Cylepso nodded, for though it was odd, the Mudokon was strangely helping them catch the native. For the whole, Cylepso presumed Mudokons looked out for each other.
I guess not all are prone to that rule....She though ruefully. She wasn't so bothered about that at the moment, no, there was work to be done. So instead she saluted and murmurer,
"Sure thing, you guys try and catch him, but I'll shoot if he trys to make a run for it."
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06-03-2008, 02:45 AM
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OOC: Well, it's not a lift, but Ark would still remember it as an exit. Also, this is going to be the last post that Ark's mind mud will appear in (for a while, at least). He was suppose to only be in one post, but I find it's a great way for you guy to know Arks thoughts.

IC: The hunting party was starting to move, causing a certain level of panic to flow through Ark.

'Damn, I need to get out of here now, before they seal off any other escape routes.' he thought, quite simply and bluntly.

'Well, there is a tunnel at the other end of this room, a chute in the back, a door that probably leads back into the cafeteria, and there is of course the door you came in on.' his subconscious thought back to him lazily.

'Wait, how do you know this?' Ark asked it.

'I'm your mind!' it replied back, rolling its nonexistent eyes.

'Yeah, but your just part of my subconscious, you wouldn't know that.' The little mudokon opened his mouth, as if too speak, and then closed it with a quizzical look etched onto its face. Finally, it shrugged and thought, 'I don't know. I just do.'

'Can you be any more annoying?'

'Yes. But really you have two options, and they depend on whether you want to run or hide.' it finished, fading into smoke.

Looking back towards the room in large, Ark looked over the many crates, barrels, and sacks that were stored in the room. There were more areas in shadow than light, and what light there was, was dim. The group was still in the center, none of them had really moved just yet. Ark knew that sligs weren’t trained how to use their weapons, sure they could easily hit a target moving straight at (or away) from them, but it was hard for them to hit a zig zagging target that was going in and out of shadows. He also knew that shadows and mudokons were a problem for a slig’s visor; the combination of a target that didn’t give off a heat signature, and of normal vision looking into darkness, caused confusion for them.

‘I don’t know what would happen if I went back into the cafeteria, but it would probably be bad.’ Ark thought to himself, ‘So I guess I’ll try the tunnel at the end.’

The only snag in the plan was the slog. It couldn’t smell him, but it could hear him; which meant that it would only be confused enough if there was something really loud, like… a gun firing. ‘Damn’. Ark’s continued existence seemed to be riding on the hope that this slig would act like a normal slig, and shoot at him.

Ark let out a long sigh. He slightly repositioned himself to get ready to jump.
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IC: Silph turned while chewing to the Slig which was now grinning after blasting a hanging lump of meat "Yeah, uh...I'm sure you wasting meat AND ammo, both of which cost money, isn't gonna make the boss too happy. Besides, what's the big deal with this Mudokon anyway? Have you even tried talking to it rather than just going on a gun rampage?"

Slash was startled by the gunshot, almost dropping the pipe from it's position. He snarled and continued, having finished one end and began on the other.
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Digit recorded what both the Grubbs had to say saving the .wav file in his new Grubb folder. He wasn't sure if he should take everything the Grubbs said for fact, but atleast it gave him some comparison material. The RH-unit decided he needed to 'keep an eye on them' as the organisms some times said.

Grubb01 started, "Well, okay, it was nice talking to you... RH-501? What kind of name is that?"

Digit revolved the dome at the top of his body 90 degrees and then 180 degrees in the other direction attempting to simulate organism head shaking. "RH-501 is my serial code and was my only form of identification during the struggle against extremism. I have later formed a liking to the name Digit. Something about the word sounds efficient... no right. It just makes my processors buzz, but in a good way. Now before we part ways Grubb01 please allow me to give you this."

Digit opened a small hatch on his damaged left hand and from it fell a small grey orb that landed into his other hand. The RG-unit inspected the orb for a second then offered it to Grubb01.
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Dionysia crept into the room, quickly slipping into the shadows, with a grim smirk at the slig's salute. Keeping low and moving quietly, she searched for the mud, until a gunshot made her jump. She half spun around before an unfamiliar voice spoke, "Yeah, uh...I'm sure you wasting meat AND ammo, both of which cost money, isn't gonna make the boss too happy. Besides, what's the big deal with this Mudokon anyway? Have you even tried talking to it rather than just going on a gun rampage?"

She swore under her breath; just her luck to get stuck with a thicker-than-average slig. She guessed she was on her own in this then, unless the slog found anything on its own.

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"Um," Said Jim. "Is an operation really necessary? Last place I worked one of the sligs got stuck in a fire and they just stuck a mask on his face for a while. I think. Um."
The joke had not made him less nervous. It wasn't that he didn't trust Dek as a doctor; it was more that he didn't trust him as a vykker.

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Krik smirked at the intern and turned towards the boss, "Good news Arnie, there's an intern here in need of work. I'm sure it'll make itself useful in the lab or something under your vykkers."
He stood back to watch the fireworks.

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"Uh, maybe you're right," Anni said quickly and rose to her feet. She was about to move her other hand to cover the white hand-scar before realising that would show off the black one, and so just held both her hands against her sides palm-out. "There's a bathroom just outside; I can go and wash it in there."
She hurried out of the R+R and into the bathroom next door, locking herself in in case Hembar was following, and turned on the tap so the noise would be heard outside.


ooc: Sorry some of that was a bit short. Not much to say.
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Dek cocked his head. " 'Is an operation neccessary'? I'm the doctor, I'll be the judge of that. Did you only inhale the smoke, or did you burn your lungs as well?"

He started rooting around in a cabinet for some suitable antibiotics. "I may give you a breathing apparatus for a little while. Possibly a modified Slig's mask to filter the air, we can't risk any further lung damage."
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Arthur looked up as he heard Arnie. "Oh, er, Mr Arnie sir! I don't think the Intern will be very useful with the Labs. I kinda hang around there at times an' I don't think it'd work out. He or she keeps makin' jokes at my expense, clearly antisocial.....er, would you like summat ta eat sir? I'm tryin' to find some grub ta cook up."
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OOC: Venks, there's a mistake in the last paragraph. I think you meant 'RH-unit', instead of 'RG-unit'.

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"Good." said Arnie when the Mudokon (Roy) turned around and walked back to him. It seemed that the pain in his temple had some benefits after all. People have been rather obedient since his 'trip' in his mind.

"Now, as you probably heard it, the Production Lines are in bad shape. Start cleaning there. And tell me your name before you leave." Arnie figured he didn't need to tell a detailed explanation to the Mudokon. Others can direct him as well.

He turned towards the new Intern (Skelter) as he heard Krik's and Arthur's remarks. Her appearance told Arnie that he's facing a female this time, although it would have been hard to tell the difference. Her most peculiar feature was that her mouth was not stitched, like usual. He turned his head towards Krik. "Say, I haven't seen the other Intern recently. You know, the one with the laptop in his neck. Could you and the Lab have any use of this newcomer here? As a substitute?"

He turned back to the Intern, recalling Arthur's words. "As for your mouthy attitude, I say the traditional method could work out pretty well." He told the Intern, eyeing her unstitched lips. "What do you say, Krik? Have you ever done stitching on someone?"

In the meantime, #7 Slig came over to eavesdrop on the conversation. Arnie didn't care where he was up 'till then.

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Rick walked along the walls of the Production Lines. "It must be here somewhere." he thought, blinking through the smoke. He was looking for a vent opening. The smoke didn't seem to clear from the hall; it was like the ventilation system was off.

Finally, he found a part of a ventilation shaft, coming out from the wall and going on for a couple of steps, only to disappear in the wall again. Rick went closer and, after a few seonds of searching, he found the cover of the opening. He put his hand on the grating - the air was not moving. "Great." he said in a low voice. "Well, I hope there's manual control in there."

With that, he removed the cover and pulled himself up into the shaft. His progress was clearly audible from the outside.

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06-05-2008, 12:08 PM
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Skelter scowled. She hated being talked about like she wasn't there, but she decided to let it slide that time.

"As for your mouthy attitude, I say the traditional method could work out pretty well." Said a glukkon Skelter hadn't noticed before. She looked him over quickly; he looked as though he could explode at any second. "What do you say, Krik? Have you ever done stitching on someone?"

Skelter laughed. It wasn't a controlled, dainty laugh, like most females; it was a full-throated guffah. "I wouldn't trust gramps here with a needle if I were you." She said, glancing at the vykker. She was under the impression that the glukkon owned the place, so tried to act casual. It didn't work too well. "I'd like to see you try that. Besides, you were too busy screaming at that mud over there to even know if I was mouthing off or not." She glanced up at him from behind her hat. "Whats the job, anyhow?"

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"Now before we part ways Grubb01 please allow me to give you this."

With that Digit produced a strange globe of some sort. Ophelia picked it up hesitantly. "What is it?" She asked, beaming.

She was so distracted that she failed to notice that Mola had taken off down the hall like a freight train.
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06-09-2008, 01:51 PM
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IC: Corky lowered his gun then quickly turned towards Silph. "To me it's shoot first ask questions later!" He chuckled. Corky didn't really know why he was going after this Mudokon but now that he had got him trapped it seemed really fun. "What's a few shots gonna do anyway?" He asked Silph while rubbing his machine gun proudly. "And don't worry..I'm not gonna kill it." He grinned again. Phats stopped barking and got to somemore sniffing. He sniffed the pipes and meat hanging from spot to spot. He growled in anger then just scratched himself. He then quickly turned as he heard a sigh and a pretty long one at that. He smirked and ran towards the noise then looking up Phats sniffed once more. He barked as he smelled Ark's sent and began jumping up and down with his mouth wide opened.
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"I'll start cleaning the Production Lines immediately sir!" Roy said to Arnie while still facing him. He was about to walk off again but quickly turned back at Arnie. "My names Roy sir!" He didn't want to get him angry again nor disobey him. He stood in front of Arnie for a few more seconds then turned to walk away. 'I don't even know where the Production Lines are!' He thought nervously. While walking away he could hear a little bit of Arnie's and Krik's conversation. Roy then noticed #7 Slig also listening in on their conversation. He slowly walked over to the Slig. "Excuse me..but do you know where the Production Lins are?" He whispered to #7 Slig quietly while trying not to get anyone else's attention. He felt rather stupid for asking a Slig and also a little scared.
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06-10-2008, 03:52 AM
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IC: Silph shook his head "Asking questions first then shooting only if necessary would seem a better idea to me. As well as wasting ammo and meat, I'm also sure the boss would rather you didn't needlessly cause harm to his workers, causing them to be incapable of work as well as requiring costly medical bills for the laboratory up the corridor, considering also the needlessness for shooting at all if it is not intended to kill a dangerous target, as well as Mudokons being rather delicate. So I would seriously reconsider. You haven't given me a good reason whatsoever for doing such things. I'd go talk it out with the boss in the cafeteria if you are so desperate to shoot something." Silph looked at the Slog. He removed the wrapper from the Scrab Cake and threw what remained of the delicious and nutritious snack into the Slog's mouth as it leapt upwards.

Slash finished reattaching the pipe in position. He tapped it to make sure it was secure. He turned and left to return his equipment.
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Digit calculated cooly as Grubb01 pondered the signifigance of the object. The truth was that it was a spying orb it allowed him to see and hear everything from the spying orb's position, but he wasn't going to say that. To everyone else it just looked like a small black sphere. Digit turned his speakers back on, "That object is a wonderful creation of mine, it allows me to sense when ever the holder is in danger by analyzing your heart's condition. That way I can help you in your moment of peril."
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OOC: Just to clarify, Krett's been forgotten and is lying pretty much dead outside the canteen right?
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OOC: Just to clarify, Krett's been forgotten and is lying pretty much dead outside the canteen right?
Happens all the time.
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OOC:
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Happens all the time.
Ahh, I see.

FINALLY BACK IN COFFEE!:
(Ground floor corridors - Just Outside Cafeteria)

Krett awoke with a start and bolted upright. As he did so sharp pain ran throughout his body and the fires of the production lines danced before his mind. In an instant he was back down again screaming as loud as his chard chest would allow him, rocking from side to side and writhing in pain.
OOC: Well I never did write very much did I
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Hey, here's some more characters. I planned to add them before but never really got around to it. Hopefully they'll liven things up around here. ^^


Name: Maguda Wood (everyone calls her Maggie)
Race: Wolvark
Gender: Female
Age: 20 or so
Appearance: She’s tall and roughly teardrop shaped, with long arms, legs, and neck. She has large periwinkle eyes and a pink-noodle tongue that often pokes out of the side of her mouth. She wears a long, shock-blue blouse with white pants and a tan pageboy hat with a small lip.
Personality: Maggie’s gullible and an extreme flirt. She has absolutely no sense of personal space and has a habit of staring, which is often very scary. She’s drawn to all people of the male gender no matter what species they are, and has a habit of swinging her arms when she walks, knocking things over.
Equipment: She has some cherry lip balm in her pocket.
History: Maggie grew up with her aunt and eleven sisters in a small house in Western Mudos. Her aunt supported the family of twelve by steef hunting. Back then, steef hunting was relatively new, and was practically a goldmine. Money came pouring in, and they had no worries. Then, when Maggie was twelve, the steef started to vanish. It became harder and harder for Maggie’s aunt to take care of the family. Eventually she was forced to sent some of the children away to do work. Maggie got sent to a guard facility in the slums of a huge industrialized city, and she’s been there ever since, working as a sentinel. She works with Skelter and Conway, though her current mission is top secret. If she trusts somebody enough she’s likely to tell them about it, though.



Name: Conway Demilo
Race: Mudokon
Gender: Drone, male
Age: 14 (28 in human years)
Appearance: A mudokon with normal skin and eyes. His unusually-thin feather is braided with metal coils and ends in a fork, like a snake’s tongue. He wears a pair of torn jeans and no shoes (he chose not to wear a shirt... for some reason). On his right hand is a normal, black fingerless glove, and on his left is a thickly plated metal one that’s practically a gauntlet. He’s constantly smiling, flashing rows of perfectly straight teeth.
Personality: He acts like a talk show host; his voice is overly bold, he makes too many hand gestures, pauses in the middle of sentences for dramatic effect, the whole shbang. He has a tendency to over-react in situations and loves to be the center of attention, though he can be submissive and very, very cocky. He gets very defensive around other mudokons, particularly scrubs and those in trouble, and will not hesitate to help them. As said before, he always smiles and talks over-excitedly. When he’s angry he has a tendency to keep smiling but to talk through his teeth as menacingly as possible.
Equipment: He has a pistol in one pocket, though its practically useless seeing as it has no bullets.
History: Conway grew up in a small mudokon tribe by the beach. He was trained to be a Scrab Tracker, which is one who tracks down scrabs so that the hunters of the tribe can kill them to feed the rest of the village.
One day, when Conway was about six, sligs sent from a meat-processing plant nearby invaded the village and captured the entire tribe, forcing them into slave labor. Conway quickly adjusted, becoming what the sligs called a ‘trouble mud’; he threw rocks, bit people, did pretty much anything he could to keep from working and infuriate his slave drivers.
They finally became fed up with his actions and sent him along with ten other muds towards a Mudokon meat processing plant, where he would have been made into a Mudokon Pop. But they had a problem; the city was undergoing a mandatory lockdown at the time, making all live imports temporarily illegal. The caravan containing the Mudokon livestock was caught for attempting to smuggle the muds into the city.
After that was finished, they still had a problem. Nobody knew what to do with the mudokons they had seized. Eventually Conway was sent to work in a guard facility where he would scrub floors. The guards working there, however, soon recognized his remarkable tracking abilities, and enlisted him as their permanent tracker. He is now used to track down escaped convicts and works with Maggie and Skelter (whom of which hates him.)

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06-13-2008, 02:40 AM
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OOC: First time in this forum. First time RP-ing ever. :P Wish me luck
IC: (Illusion wakes up and feels cold).
Illusion thinks: Wha?...Where am I?....What is this place...It's...Cold.
(Reads a sign on the wall) So I'm in a pumping station. Of what I wonder. And what the hell is this bag. It's full of useless stu-Oh wait. There's a map. Hmm, they have a pumping station marked on this map also. (Reads the map for a while and then reaches a conclusion) There is somekinda access to a..lab in the pump control room. I better get there and see where I am. (Illusion stands up, but then a question comes up in his confused mind) Who.....am I? (He exits the pumping station and turns right along the corridor).

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ooc: Deadbolt, please post your profile in this thread as well.
Moosh, just as a friendly warning remember you don't want to give yourself more characters than you can handle; people have in the past left because they had more characters than they had time to play as.

I know I should post IC but I'm meeting a friend and expecting him any moment.
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06-13-2008, 10:18 AM
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OOC: Oh yeah sorry. Didn't know I had to post my profile in here aswell. Did post in the profile thread though.
Name: Doesn't remember his correct name, but likes to call himself Illusion
Race: Mudokon
Gender: Male
Age: He doesn't know. Seems as if he's around 10-14
Appearance: A regular mudokon, although he has silvery-white tattoos all over him. (No, those tattoos don't have special powers)
Equipment: A map he woke up with, a sniper scope, a fork, a picture of a shady figure, a piece of paper with the word ''Garzett'' on it, a single round of a sniper rifle.
History/Background: He doesn't know. He just woke up in Rupture Farms with no knowledge of who he is, what's his name or where is he. Seems to be a severe case of amnesia.
Can't do IC atm. Gotta run D:!
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06-14-2008, 06:26 PM
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IC: Croto woke up in RuptureFarms. He found out that this wasn't a dream. He was lying oon the floor of the Old Part of Floor 1. He remembered how he went to the Rifle Range of Slig Barracks, found a SoulStorm Brew Vending Machine, bought 20 cans of brew, and then, all he could remember is the 2 Big Bro Sligs carrying him to the train to RuptureFarms. He asked them (in a very drunk voice) where they were carrying him. They said he will work in RuptureFarms. Croto started trying to run away, but he was too drunk. He was thrown in the FeeCo Train. He remembered walking around, thinking of escape plans, but when he got to the Train Station on the First Floor, he couldn't believe what he found there -- a SoulStorm Brew Vending Machine! After he drank 5 more cans, he was so drunk he started running around everywhere, until he stopped in what turned out to be the dangerous Old Part. There, he passed out.


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