Work at Rupture Farms (v.5)

[Slaveless]

Gappiqu was still frigthened that he could possibly lose his life again, but he knew that his job needed to be done. Gappiqu edged towards the lift, slowly, with the box of tools at hand. As he dropped his box onto the lift, he placed his slingshot in his pants, and said, "Toddles, guys. I might be gone for a while. But be warned, there maty be some falling pipes up ahead."

Personally, that made almost no sense. But he had to live with that and edged himself up to the pipes. Once he got up, he dropped his job in amazment. The pipes were like a canopy of them, all of which made several walkways. But most of them were rusty, old, broken, and some had meatsaws sticking out of them. "Well, this is going to be a dozy." thought Gappiqu.

He opened his box, trying to find his supplies. At first, finding the screwdriver was difficut, but they were soon to be found to be near the screws. He also found 16 pipes, but they were only the size of his head, so he only grabbed one.

After making a messy clutter of them in his arms, he tryed to climb onto the pipes. This proved to be quite difficult and needed balance. He first rose his pants above his shoulder, making it's way onto the pipe. After pressuring pain, he fianlly got a nice placement on the pipe. Gappiqu flung the rest of his body up and most of his screws fell off his his arms. He quickly caught them into a throwing motion arm, but it flung a little to far, and caused him to fall. He groped at the pipe, finding it's central place. With one hand at a pipe and has screws in it, and with other full, he was in a bad position. Gappiqu tryed to do what he last tryed to do, and his leg successfully on the pipe, he climbed right back up. His hand was bleeding, but didn't matter. He was in one piece still.

His next move was too walk across the pipe sections. This wasn't very easy, for he was in pain and the pipe wasn't very thick and wasn't meant for climbing on. He fianlly got to cross section, where there was broken pipe. He kneeled beside the broken pipe and saw the damage. The pipe was shredded, but there was some parts that still had screws. He bent over and started the screwdriver. The screwdriver unscrewed most of the screws, until he got to the last one. One the last screw, he got the pipe before it fell, and made sure his hand was firmly on pipe he was on.

For the next step, he placed the pipe on the little space between a side pipe and the pipe he was on. He next had to remove the other pipe next to other one he just removed. This was going to be difficult.
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Slap noticed that Carl spoke, and typed on his keyboard, "I am the lastest assistant doctor, and I'm going to try to heal you. Apparently, there is only one chance to put you back into normal condition. I will have to give you a Heart Stopper, in order to get your heart to stop pumping in the open region. So open wide."

He grabbed the nearest container of Heart Stoppers and waited for Carl to responde.

[kjjcarpenter]

Carl: Do.......it.....

Carl then turned his head and made a smirk....an evil smirk, then fell unconsious.

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Locke: Johnson, I'll meet you at the boardroom, whatever your name is (RG), I'll have to speak with you later....I have to save my friend...

Locke than ran towards the Boardroom, and called for Mr. Eko

Locke: EKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Locke could have sworn he heard someone down there so he began to form a plan to get down there.

[Slaveless]

OOC: Holy plot twist, Chirpy7!

Seriously, did you check with Dripik to make sure that you do this? This would be powerplaying and a sideplot. A very big one, may I add. It even is a bad time to do it too. 5 people in the factory are unconsious, three of which are in an operation. Several people are fixing the grinders as well. It would take a few pages to fix this all up.

It also doesn't make much sense. Why would there be a overload in power? Barely anything is on, including the packaging and the grinders. Plus, wouldn't Arnie know something? He is at his office. Besides, it would be more of an overload, which would conclude in the entire factory shuting down and no one could get out nor see. People would die man! I'm not going to IC at the moment either.

[kjjcarpenter]

Well if everyone don't like it I could always delete it but we need something interesting to get the RPG back up if you know what I mean, oh and Johnson did something that is overloading the power when he was attacked by 20 shrinks

[dripik]

OOC: Slaveless got some points there, chirpy. We don't need such plot-twists now, every character has something to attend to.

People post here when they have time and if they feel like posting. If it's a bit quiet, don't bother with it too much, find something else to do. I can understand the unactivity, end of term is coming with exams and all...

...And by the way, the boilers have been shut down by RG-49, so there couldn't be any power overload or anything like that.

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Arnie retreated from the hall to the office, fuming. "Served them right... Driving me up the wall, that's what they do... Lots to do in here, but they're only putting me out of my work..." he thought angrily.

He sat down in front of his ComPhone. "Ahem... Spice for Price Company." he said to the machine. After a few seconds, a bespectacled Glukkon appeared on the screen, smoking a cigarette. He was suprised by the call, giving a start and droping the cigarette.

"Spice for Price Company here, can I help?" he asked Arnie.

"Yeah, this is Arnie, Boss of Rupture Farms. I'd like to cancel the spice transit between your company and my meat plant." said Arnie.

The Glukkon seemed a bit disappointed, but then, he asked. "Is there a problem with our products?"

"Not exactly. We've found a way the be self-sufficient on spice."

"Self-sufficient?" The Glukkon raised an eyebrow, then sneered. "Right."

"Lay off the grinning and cancel that contract right now!" said Arnie angrily.

"OK, OK, your choice. I'll handle that right away." said the Glukkon. "Oh, are you aware that cancelling the contract will cost you approximately..."

"Hang up." said Arnie to the ComPhone and the Glukkon disappeared in mid-sentence.

[kjjcarpenter]

OCC: Ok guys I changed it so that it does not invovle a Lock/shutdown, but in the near distance future, like when this RPG is on its last legs or something. I wont IC yet cause I got other stuff to do

[Slaveless]

OOC: Like how I'm trying to post more often in Albino Scrab. Not everything revolves around this place.

IC: Slap saw how Carl fainted right after his last sentence and planned his next move. He knew that there was a second tube for the knock out gas (Seemed like there always was two. Molt and Terrence were operated at the same time.) and connected it to Carl's mouth. He also noticed that the knock out gas was low on the meter. He knew that this was bad and he should inscribe for some more. He turned the second wheel and tried to grab a heart stopper.

The heart stopper wasn't one at all. It was simply a pill that slowed down the diostalic blood pressure. Slap knew that of course, but he knew that Vykkers just labled it that for non obivous reasons. He fianlly got himself a Heart Stopper. The container itself was for Vykkers to grab and it wasn't shallow enough for his fingers to grab so easily.

Slap plopped the Heart Stopper in Carl's mouth after removing the cap. The only problem was, that Carl was unconsious and couldn't swallow it. Slap knew this was a problem and he couldn't fix it very fast. But he knew that nearly all glukkons breath with nose and mouth. He could put in some clear SoulStorm Brew, since it was easy to swallow, but there was practially no more of that stuff in Magog Cartel. Or something else that was easy to swallow. Nothing big came to mind. Prehaps a Bounce or an Aquabounce, but he doubt any of those could possibily save Carl.

Then he got it. He took out the pill from Carl's mouth and he grabbed an empty needle medince container. Slap poked the pill, using the needle and sucked out the medince inside. Slap next made sure the medince was well inside, then continued. He slipped the needle into Carl's chest and next heard the ding.

The timer had gone off. Slap went back to the oven and turned it off. He noticed that there was a "Warning: Operation in Progress" sign nearby, so he placed that on the door of the labortory.

He started limping again, but he contolled his balance. Swiftly going back to Carl, he grabbed Vitaim K substances nearby him. Slap first got his hands washed and put on some gloves on. Slap grabbed a knife, flipped Carl over and began the operation.
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Gappiqu studied what this pipe, that was connected the pipe that he took out, led to. The pipe line turned around and went into the wall, but it was entirely broken, being shredded. He decided to take off the pipe line, but the problem would be, was that he needed to find a way to prevent falling. Something caught his eye and saw how that there was pipe above the current pipe line. A plan was set in motion and he jumped to do it.

Gappiqu grabbed his screwdriver and this time jumped, not metaphorically. He hopped on each of the broken pipes, with out falling. By the time he reached the end of the pipeline, he leaped into the air and grabbed the above pipe. Hanging was sort of difficult, but he was able to drop his hand to the pipe and screw off the screws. By the time there was only one more screw, Gappiqu noticed it was on the bottom. Gappiqu knew that this was going to be difficult, but he already had a plan for this. He swung his legs around the above pipe and tryed to get down the bottom screw. It was not hard to get it out, but pressuring his legs to keep still was a different problem.

As soon as the pipe line had dropped, he realized that no one could possibily know it was falling. So he shouted, "Heads up!" Luckly, someone could hear him, but he had no time to responde. Now he had to get back to the pipe he had earlier. Since he had grown flexible over the years, he was able to get up to his legs. Gappiqu next placed his arm on either side of them and dropped his legs. Next, he placed his screwdriver in the second gun pocket. For his fianl step, Gappiqu arm crawled cross the pipe he was on. Once he was back where he started at, he let go and landed on the pipe. He figured he might as well take a break and thought about his pipr making stragey

[outlaw king]

OOC : Hullo all , sorry for not posting in a while , got lots o stuff goin on . And greetings to Seargentbig!

Slaps words stuck with Stuey , putting the needle in the gun eh? Seemed a good plan , he pulled the shiny green needle out of his briefcase , and studyed its sleekness , little did he know , a certain sligs eye caught the needle in Stueys hand.

Srag : Stuey j Sligwell! whats that in your hand!

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Stuey was somewhat shocked to see that Srag had saw him , he desperatley tryed to pull out his gun and load the needle , sweat broke out on his face , Srag tryed to un holster his pistol , but his arm jerked halfway , he didnt want to cause to much of a commotion.

Srag : Trying to get me eh? Now I know what youre up to buddy! youll be dead by tomorrow evening!

And with that he ran into the shadows , his gang , who had been behind him the whole time , followed. Stuey stood , the needle halfway down his guns barrel , he crudely chucked the lot into his breifcase , and ran after Slap .

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Kilsa saw the quick showdown between Stuey and Srag , he ran after Srag , trying to get some answers outta him , he was feeling strangely perky today , he finally caught up with the lot.

Kilsa : Oi! who the odd do you think you are , the mafia or something?

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Srag , without hesistation quickly panned around where he was , he could see no one . So he quickly took out his gun and thwocked Kilsa over the head , knocking him out . His gang was somewhat taken back by this instant viloence.

Srag : What are you looking at , quickly , take him to the abandoned stockyard cage , make sure no one sees you! Ill clean up here.

His gang hesitantley dragged Kilsa off , hopefully no one would spot them. Srag muttered to himself.

Srag : Phew , that was close , Kilsa was almost onto us .

He was becoming worried , he was slowly gaining suspicions from the rupture farms crowd , so much for laying low.

[kjjcarpenter]

Locke looked around and spotted electric cables on the roof.

Locke: I'll cut em and make a rope....Im coming Eko!

Locke cut the wire and started pulling it out, the lights in this corridoor were turned off becuase of it. When Locke figured he had 50 metres of cable and tied it off to the "New N Tasty" sign.

Locke: Here I come Eko, hold on!

Locke began to climb down...

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As Slap was operating on Carl, Carl was dreaming...dreaming of standing in front of Rupture Farms watching it blowup. And slicing Arnies throat. Thou it was only a dream no real harm...

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Tucker was walking through the Rupture Farms coridoor looking for a new pair of pants, for after the train crash his pants started to Malfunction. He returned to Rupture Farms to help Arnie. He thinks Carl is dead. Somehow through Blind Dumb luck he found a pair of Slig Pants brand new, so he switched them and was as good as new.

Tucker: I wonder were Arnie is, may be able to get a job...

Tucker began to run towards the Boardroom
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Johnson: Well Im sorry.....whatever your name is (RG), but I need to go help my friend, I hope we meet again...

Johnson began to run towards the Boardroom

[Slaveless]

Slap knew this wouldn't be a very long operation. But he knew to take his time. At first, he examined the injury. There was several arteries that had callopsed, so it made take some time for them to heal. Also, there was a small blood lose, but he would need a blood transfusion. In the mean time, Slap would need to connect the arteries together using the pieces of vitiam K material. He knew that these would help the process of putting them back together, so he got to it. This really made sure clotting was more affective. First, he had holes made in between the material, so there wasn't any blood stuck in the body. He carefully placed each in between the arteries, making sure they didn't infect any other part of Carl's body. As soon he accomplished that, he tryed to spread the material around the disconnection of the arteries. As soon as that was finished, he placed a cloth on the inffection. He knew his job was done there, so he continued working on the Delivary Boy.

He took out the bowl, having his hands slightly burned in that process. He placed the melt metal beside Terrence and started to look for an eye bowl. These were made espically for this occasion(sp?). They were near a cabinet Dek found the magnets. "This place really does have everything." thought Slap as he went back to Terrence's area. He dumped all of the metal into the second bowl and looked for a freezer. He found one near the oven and placed the metal into it. After, he turned on the timer for 15 minutes.

Slap released some air and exited the room he would need to find a glukkon for the tranfusion and he would figure one would be in an office. He brought his laptop, of course, and seted off.
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Gappiqu got up again knowing that he would only need three pipes so far. He grabbed the screws he took out of the pipes, the screwdriver, and the three pipes. When he got back to where he started, he took out one of his pipes. He placed it on the pipe that was still good and activated his screwdriver. Putting a screw on the pipe, he decided to screw it on. As soon it was properly screwed on, he repeated the same thing to the spot only a few inches away, on the pipe. The spots he chose on the bottom were tougher. He had to be careful of not screwing his own hand. Though that in the first try, he pinched himself with the screw, but he lived. The second try was better. "One pipe is done, now to do the rest." he mummered to himself.

He repeated the same process two more times, 'till he realized that he should be turning. So he decided to go back and grab a turn piece. Unfortunenly, there was none. So he pulled himself down, using the lift, and went to #7 Slig, saying, "Um, sorry, to, um, you have, another, you know, turn piece?" "That could have gone better." thought Gappiqu as waited for the response of #7.

[outlaw king]

Kilsa awoke , what was the time? He didnt really know , for he was in a dark room with a bright light shining into his eyes , 1 , 2 , 3 and 4 emerged from the shadows .

#1 : Right buddy , are you a cop or something ?

Kilsa : Whats all this about?! I demand the right to be released , do you know who I am?

#1 : Do we care? No , so shut the odd up! Who sent you?

Kilsa : No one .

#1 : Playing it secret eh? number 2!

Number 2 pulled a table out of the shadows , it was laden with rusty instruments of pain and suffering , #2 produced a small needle from the table , it was filled with a florescent pink fluid a metal skull linked on with a chain dangled from the bottom of the needle .

#1 : Ill ask again....

Kilsa : Im telling the truth! Im just a weedy industrial HOD for the fee co depot!

The next thing he felt was pain , a sharp jab into the side of his neck , he was injected with the serum.

#1 : I think youll find our secret recipe quite , shall we say , potent . Goodnight Mr Glukkon .

A swift jab hit Kilsa on the side of the head , his vision turned to black.

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Srag spat on his hands , pulled out a hanky , and smeared the tiny droplets of blood of them. He spotted Stuey running away , it made him frustrated , how would he get him now ? All his friends knew what was going on. He exited the plantation and started heading towards the abandoned stockyard cage.

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Stuey , after countless hours of searching , found Slap , he ran towards him .

Stuey : Slap , im fleech meat! Srag knows whats goin on! The plan didnt work !

A sharp pain hit Stueys heart , oh no , not now , he keeled over .

Stuey : ....... Arhh! ....... Sl.....sl...a..p...p...p .....Slap .... I ...need ..meds ...NOW!

[kjjcarpenter]

Tucker and Johnson suddenly ran into each other whilst running

Tucker: Johnson!
Johnson: Tucker! I oughta kill you now.......if only I had my gun, bah I'll punch you to death!
Tucker: Johnson no! I betrade Carl, and hes lying dead in a train in the middle of Paramonia-
JOhnson: WHAT?!?! No hes not, hes in this factory right now, getting an operation.
Tucker: Oh god...were?
Johnson: I don't know, I don't know this place to well...but right now Ive gotta help Locke rescue Mr. Eko.
Tucker: There here? Cool were?

Johnson looked down into the Boardroom, and Tuckers eyes followed. Then suddenly from behind them they herd a voice counting down from 10.

Voice: 10, 9, 8...
Johnson: What the hell!
Voice: 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....

Some alarms were let out and 3 blast door started to come down 2 in the corridor and 1 at the boardroom door. Tucker jumped into the boardroom and landed on the platform, whilst Johnson made a jump and got under one of the corridoor doors. They all slamed shut and the wire Locke was useing snapped but Locke had already got to the ground.

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Carl suddenly awoke and stood up.

Carl: Gotta.........get........Locke........

[Slaveless]

Slap felt stunned and annoyed when Stuey fainted in front of him. Now he had to delay the blood donor operation and diognois Stuey. He scooped up Stuey and started to head towards the Lab. As he got to the Lab he noticed an odd oder. Something he knew well....

The knock out gas! He forgot to turn off the knock out gas! The Lab was cover in that stuff and all because he forgot an easy step to remember. He slapped himself in the head. But he knew that he had to do something while he was still conscious. Intern's lips were sealed, so it would take a while before the knock out gas made it effective towards him. Slap slammed the door and went over the knock out gas. He turned the wheel off and saw that Carl was awake. Carl needed to be asleep, for his operation wasn't entirely finished. But he would faint through the room covered in knock out gas, so he wasn't worried. Slap next went over to the corner where he found the knock out gas. He grabbed an oxygen filter and placed it on his mouth and the strap around his mouth. Yet, he wasn't done. Stuey had been placed on another counter, so he wasn't worried about that. But he knew that there wasn't any door that didn't have some sort of opening and this was an emergecy. The gas would spread perhaps all around the factory, but it would take almost 2 days to knock out everyone. But for now, he had to warn Dek of the accident.

Slap ran out of the room, closing the door, and got to Dek and typed down, "Sir, this an emergecy! Knock out gas has filled the labortory and we need to destory the gas before he reaches the rest of the fentalation system!"

OOC: Sorry, but since I forgot to say that Slap turned off the gas. So it's only natural that this happens. I am truely sorry. I did not attend this to be a sideplot. It only seemed like that this would be the result.

[dripik]

OOC: That seems OK to me, Slaveless.

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"Sure, there must be more of them somewhere around..." said #7 Slig, looking around. "Maybe in the crates."

He checked the last grinder and it seemed to be working perfectly. "Finally, we're done here. To be honest, I was getting bored of repairing these things." he said to Rick.

"I hear you." said Rick. "Hey, can we save the spare parts for me?"

"Uhh... I guess. What you want with them?" asked #7 Slig.

"You know, I had an idea of making appliances which can hold food for Glukkons." said Rick.

"Oh yeah, I remember. I'm sure you can take the broken parts with you. But I think we should keep some of the parts, just in case." said #7 Slig.

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OOC: Thought I'd speed the repairs up a little, it was getting too long.

[Seargentbig]

Ooc: A little, hey? Does that mean they're finished? Everything is fixed?
And slaveless, wouldn't any knock-out gas become less potent as it spreads it'self through the factory, growing thin anyway?

Duagen, through the maze of old corridors and barriers, finaly reached the new fatory, after seeing light coming through a door. He found himself in the basement, not much of an improvement, but a good place to start. What he needed to find was a place that was out of the way, of the people in the factory and the creatures he left behind. Looking around this floor showed nothing that he thought wouldn't be seen by the employees at one time or another. So he decided to find somewhere else. The only thing he could find was the small lift, so he used that.

Ooc: Just a small IC now. I'm not feeling 100%.

[kjjcarpenter]

OCC: Too bad Seargentbig, hope ya feal better soon

IC:
Carl looked around the room but his vision was all blurry, he ended up walking into a wall a knocking himself out again.

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Johnson banged on the blast door

Johnson: TUCKER! TUCKER! CAN YOU HERE ME?......................I've gotta find another way in...I need someones help, an expert on this factory, Arnie is probaly not an expert be he should know who to get.

Johnson started to head back to Arnie's Office

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Inside the Boardroom Tucker just lay in shock. He looked around and noticed ashes and bits of clothes left over from the Glukkons Abe killed. Then he looked at the screen and he wondered if he could access it to open the Blast doors. The Keypad was still there from when he opened it yesterday. Tucker typed some numbers in but nothing happened so he had no choice except to just wait for rescue.

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Locke had heard a noise from above but he didn't care his main focus was rescueing Mr. Eko.

Locke: If he died from the fall his body would be somewere around here, but its not which means he is still alive.

So he moved down an old moldy hallway and came to a door, it had like a submarine handle on it, and Locke spun it, and began to open the door.

[Slaveless]

OCC: I always thought that there was some sort of place in Rupture Farms that supplied the oxygen, that would connect to everywhere, making the whole factory possibly be poisined of knock out gas, but maybe it would grow more thin. But, they still would have to make the Labortory clear of knock out gas.

IC: Gappiqu smiled and muttered, "Thanks." He had to find those pipes, or else a serious flood could happen. As Gappiqu searched for his pipes, he noticed that the Grinders was functioning again. There wasn't a single broken grinder in the factory. Now all that had to happen was that the pipes had to be finished and more mudokons had to work.

He looked through some empty barrels that were near the the meat saws and switches. None of them seemed to have any sign of pipes inside. This didn't help him at all. He grumbled at each failure, after failure, after failure. There didn't seem to be any curved pipes anywhere. Fianlly, he found on curve pipe. It was near a meat saw, beside a switch. But as he ran to the lift, Gappiqu tripped and the pipe became crushed in the meatsaw. He cursed in the air and stomped in a huff, to continue searching for a curve pipe.

OOC: Short post. I just don't feel like it.

[kjjcarpenter]

When Locke looked inside he saw Mr. Eko sitting down at a very advanced computer.

Locke: EKO!
Mr. Eko: Hello Locke!
Locke: You survived....what is this place?
Mr. Eko: I don't know, it looks to be like a back up system station. It had a message on the computer when I cam ein it said, a semi Lockdown will begin any key is pressed. I hit a key but nothing happened.

Another Message them came up on the computer; A full Lockdown of Rupture Farms will begin when any key is pressed. Mr. Eko went to touch a key.

Locke: What are you doing!
Mr. Eko: If we Lockdown the factory Carl will be trapped.
Locke: But what about everyone else, they'll die!
Mr. Eko: NO THEY WONT! Look he killed my brother. I am going to get revenge on him I don't care what you say.

When EKo was about to press it, Locke picked up Eko's stick and knocked Eko out.

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Johnson reached Arnie's romm again and knocked on the door.

Johnson: ARNIE! ARNIE! Do you have an experton of the factory around?

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Tucker looked up to the roof and noticed a trap door (The one from the end of AO) so he went over to the Keypad and saw key that said "Release Ladder" He pressed it and a ladder came down leading to the trap door. Tucker climed up.

[Slaveless]

Gappiqu looked through some more barrels, knowing the possiblities of finding a side pipe in here would be very unlikely. Even a Slig could figure that one out.

As he continued walking to look for a side pipe, he found a mine on the floor. The thought of what could happen if he stepped on it seemed really bad. He didn't know that those would be there. Maybe Abe didn't clear of all mines in this area. He decided to walk away slowly, until he landed on something. He looked behind him and it was a SoulStorm Brew bottle. He didn't know those were in there too. Wasn't there a policy of no degradment to Mudokons in new Rupture Farms? So in order to get rid of both, he threw the SoulStorm Brew at the mine. The explosive was harmless, but there was ashes around the area that the mine blew up on. He shouted, "Someone has to clean that up!" Gappiqu didn't want to seem like a jerk, but it was nessessary.

As he turned around, he saw it before his very eyes. A side pipe. It was on the meat saw #7 Slig had fixed. He ran over to that meat saw and flipped the switched, to deactivate it. Next, he made a huge leap into the air, to grab a hold of the conveyor belt above. He used the other arm to grab the pipe, then he dropped down. With his new success, he started to, um, dance. After a while, he stopped and went to his lift. He went up very fast and before long, the pipe line was already finished. His excitement, Gappiqu found, made him work faster. But it also made him tired, so he decided to take a nap.

After going down the lift, he went out of the Grinders. He decided to go the Sleeping area, or the R+R. He opened the door and layed himself down on a mat. After a while, he fell asleep.

[Munch's Master]

OOC: Finally back from my hiatus. i notice however that Splat nad T-Nex seem to have given up on this RP.
IC:
Dek turned to face Slap. 'Just great.' he thought 'We've got a gas leak.' He'd have to abandon plans for getting Molt the blood transusion for now.
Dek started speaking, feeling worried about the situation-he hadn't noticed the gas until now. "Seal the lab, seal the doors up tight. There should be an airlock feature for contamination incidients involving medicine, chemicals or gas. However, the terminal will probably be inside, so we'll need to go in and subject ourselves to the gas to seal it up. You help too Arthur." Dek hurried over into the lab and over to one of the panels as fast as he could and started typing on the keyboard, trying to find the code to seal it.
Arthur didn't know what to do, so he ran into the lab as well and shut hte door, hoping that'd help.
"Uh, couldn't we try and ventilate the room or summat?"
Dek responded, still typing "We could try, but I don't know if there's an air vent in either of the lab-rooms. Slap, Arthur, check the Cell Room for one and any side rooms or alcoves."

[dripik]

OOC: Don't blame them, MM. Splat pointed out that he has a lot of exams these days, and T-nex must be busy too, even if I don't know for sure. Everyone have examinations in the next weeks, so there's hardly anyone left here. But summer will come, along with new ideas for the RPG!

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Rick looked at the spare parts, thinking. To start off, he needed a place where he could set the workshop itself. He wandered off through the Production Lines and arrived to the main corridor. He walked along the wall on the left. "It must be somewhere on the ground floor, so I don't have to run about all day." he thought as he walked on.

He passed next to the broken main lifts, the main entrance, the Cafeteria, the Executive lifts, and he realized that he's at where he started: at the Production Lines. "Wait... I've been walking along this wall and I came back here... So this means..." he though while running along the wall, now examining it.

He found an old door facing the Cafeteria's wall and opened it with difficulty. He staggered around in the dark until he found the lightswitch, he turned it on. The room contained a large counter in the middle with chairs and cabinets at the wall. There was a great amount of litter on the floor: cigarette stubs, cartridges, cards and tools for cleaning guns. "Sligs must have been using this place back in the old times." he thought.

He looked around again. "Perfect." he thought grinning.

[Splat]

ooc: I'm here, but with two of my characters waiting for T-nex and the thread growing by several long and difficult-to-read posts almost every day I haven't replied much. Plus, as Dripik said, exams, revision, exams, exams, life, exams.


Jim looked around. "Well there's no one here, so any food we want we have to get ourselves, and I'm not much of a cook." He was feeling a little better now, Bonty's joke had lightened the mood somewhat. He pulled a few coins out of his loin cloth and sorted through them. "If you know the right places to look you'd be surprised what people drop. No one seems to think much of the little coins, but get enough and you're sorted." He began pushing coins into the vending machine and slammed a button. Two scrab cakes dropped out and Jim handed his friend one.

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Stivik glared angrilly at Dean as he ran ahead. This was not what he'd wanted when he'd thought of bossing the muds about and was finding himself more stressed than when he started.
And if that wasn't bad enough his box started vibrating. Glancing around to chekc he was alone, he flipped it open and played the message he'd been sent.
"This is President Griatch contacting 67322. Contact me via fone immediately."
And that was the worst news all day. Griatch was the head of the whole spy organisation. Whatever he had to say was probably something Stivik didn't want to hear. He turned and hurried to the security office.

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Dionysia was getting somewhat bored with waiting. Damn that filthy Mud.
Insecure didn't really scratch the surface of what she felt. Knowing her life was in danger if the brat found out what she was put her on edge and she wouldn't feel confident unless that girl was in her sight at all time.

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OOC: High school must be tough. My exams were easy and they were only two days long. But summer is coming and I will be home for most of the time.

IC: Slap looked at Molt. He must have a hard time, being unconscious twice in one day. In practical in the same hour as well. But he wasn't a concern of that right now. At the moment, the Lab needed to decontaminated of knock out gas. He went to Dek and typed, "Sir, in my studies of factory fentilation systems, termaination is only activated when it reaches the fentalation system itself. There is also three members of the factory in the Lab and too much knock out gas can lead to permant shut down of brain, heart, and the such. So securing the Lab and letting the factory do it's work, is dangerous for those people. My suggestion is that we secure the Lab and find someone who can activate the back up system for getting rid of the knock out gas. Just my thoughts."

Slap took off the oxygen tank, knowing the people in the Lab would need it more than he. He also turned it off, just in case. Slap went into the Cell room, seeing that there was no vents. Slap felt like that was obvious, since there wouldn't be a reason for a vent to be in a jail. Though that he found some sort alcove between the Cell room and the Supply door. Better yet, there was an air vent in the alcove. He rushed over to Dek for the good news. He typed down, "Sir, I have does as you told and there is an air vent in the alcove, between the Supply room's door and the Cell room."
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Bonty looked at his new friend. He started to stumble something, but was able to say, "Thank you." He sat down to eat his Scrab Cake. The cake was delicous in so many ways. No wonder Scrabs are an endangered spieces!

Bonty suddenly remembered the coins Jim put in the vendo. Some coins weren't so hard to find, but often, you had to be in the place you least expect coins to dropped from. He said to Jim, "I remember in my old factory how finding coins was the one of the most riskest things to do. Sligs would see it as 'easy money' since it didn't take long for you to hand over some coins. Finding them wasn't a walk in the Stockyards either. Sligs might drop them, but some of them hid their share of money in places you wouldn't expect. Some put them under their sleeping bag, other put them underneth their mask. Molt actually put his in an Anti-Chant Orb. How, don't know. That, remains a mystery."

He quietly chewed on his Scrab Cake. He felt a little better, for he had already met a new friend. Maybe it wouldn't be as horrible as he thought it would be in Rupture Farms.

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Jim shrugged. "Well in my old factory loads of sligs just dropped the loose coins, like the really invaluable ones. It was quite easy to find them just thrown away and after a while you had enough to afford something. One of the vykkers would change the money you collected into better coins you could use in vendos and stuff. Course he wouldn't give you all it was worth but money you can spend is better for us than little coins you can't use. Sligs didn't like us using the vendos so I barely spent anything and managed to save up some."

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Bonty thought about what Jim said. Normally, Sligs at Bonewerks and Molt's old work place was very determined to keep their pay. Mainly because Sligs in Molt's old factory had been payed very little, since there was a bossy CEO, a poor manger and owner, a greedy excutive, and a overpayed Board Manger. Repairs was always constant at that factory as well, since it wasn't really popular. At Bonewerks, Bonty had been assigned to either scrub near or work on the crushers. Often Sligs didn't take their cahnces near Bonty. When there was coins left on the ground, he didn't have much to use it on. SoulStorm Brew was free and the food was usually meat left from Sligs. Coins were more of a luxery to Bonty.

But the meantion of Vykkers made him uncomfortable. The creatures to him were too old, ugly, and had too many limbs for his liking. They all cared to much about trying to raise moolah and loved to cut open animals. Bonty had a bad expierence with one of them. He quickly said, mubbling while chewing on his Scrab Cake, "Well my old factories were a little too picky about their moolah. Besides, there wasn't much of use of moolah in my factories. The food was free and so was SoulStorm Brew. You have one of those Brews anyway? Oh and is there a Vykker in here? I hate Vykkers."

[dripik]

Rick walked round the table slowly, steping on the junk left there. "Yeah, this place is good... The lamp is over the table, the parts should be kept in the cabinets... I have to clean this place before starting." he thought as a conclusion and left the room.

He went in the Cafeteria, looking for a broom. He spotted Jim and Bonty. "Hey guys, just passing by, things are getting on track!" he said, grabbing a nearby broom and ran back to the room.

First, he collected the cartridges and put them on the table. "#7 Slig and the others might have use of them." he thought. Then, he went for the cards. He could collect a deck of them. He put that on the table, next to the cartridges. "We could use these cards on a quiet day... if there will be one." he tought. Then, he grabbed the broom and started sweeping up the rest of the garbage.

[Jordan]

Name: Carrot
Species: Mudokon
Age: 14
Description: Carrot is a green Mudokon with a shade of a light orange, he wears a brown loin cloth and carries a carrot around at all times.
Personality: He is the stupid one, the one to be stupid whenever there are serious times, he loves his carrot dearly and only lets trusted friends wield it.
Item: Carrot, obviously!

Carrot walks up to wear the rest of his fellow workers are, like this Jim and Bonty, whoever they are. "Hello people, I'm Carrot, and this is Fred, my carrot."

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OOC: Hey, um Jordan_Boi? It may be a little nice if you make an enterance for your character. Because I bet Carrot has been in this factory since it started. I mean, I don't think there is anybody in the Cafeteria lately, besides Bonty and Jim. Also, you might not know, but there is a W@RF profile topic. If you want, you can post it there.

Anyway, I'll see what I can do to your character.

IC: Bonty saw Carrot and his friend Fred. He found it odd to see a vegetable, since he had always worked at meat plants. Nowhere had he seen an orange substance. But it wasn't bad to eat, since it couldn't be poisinous. Bonty started to speak first, but it seemed like he didn't think much postivity about seeing Carrot. He said, "Hello, Carrot.... and Fred. What brought you here, of all places?" Bonty started to wondered what did happen here in Rupture Farms.

[Jordan]

"I'm working here because I got bored in the Monsaic lines, there was nothing to do, so I decided to get work here, It sounded fun so I went for it."

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ooc: One of my more important fingers is experiencing some pain, so bear with me on this.
Last time I ever play hockey if it means I can't type afterwards.


Jim scratched his back absently. "There's nothing fun I've ever found about being forced to work. especially with all those sligs poking around; you gotta look out for those guys. They can all be pretty nasty when they get bored, or drunk. I've never met a slig that didn't enjoy beating us up."

That wasn't actually true. Since arriving at Rupture Farms he'd met several that hadn't anted to beat him up, but he'd been so scared at the time that he hadn't actually noticed. This guy seemed pretty wierd to Jim and he felt that he needed some guidance. "hey, I met another mudokon here called Frod that I bet you'd get on well with!"

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Stivik was by now in the security office and in front of the fone, waiting to be put through to President Griatch. After a few seconds a head flashed on the screen of the VIG (Very Important Glukkon).
Griatch did not look pleased. "Please remind me why we're paying you Stivik."
Stivik grunted. He didn't like where this was going. "Because I reported to the Cartel when my squad leader got us involved with a plan to breed an army to use against them."
"No... Well..." There was an awkward silence. Stivik concealed his smirk. "We pay you because we expect you to obey ORDERS! We ORDERED you to leave Rupture Farms!"
But sir, there's still work I can-"
"There's no work you can do there now and you know it. I know full well about what happened between you and the black-skin and how you feel about her."
"I HATE THE GROUND THAT B!TCH WALKS ON!"
"I KNOW! weren't you listening again? But rather thatn sit around and show her how much you hate her, we want you to be doing something useful! There's a glukkon we're watching who hasn't been pleasing us and we'd like to know what he's up to. So either you get on the train that arrives at Rupture Farms in 15 minutes, or we'll send another train carrying a firing squad to brong us back what's left after they find you! Do I make myself clear?"
Stivik wanted to say something defiant. But he had no doubt that Griatch would carry out that threat. "Clear enough sir."
"Good. Don't keep our train waiting."
The fone switched off. Stivik stared at the blankness left for a few seconds before turning around and punching the table. Gaining nothing from this except a few bruised knuckles, he turned and stormed out of the office.

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Dionysia continued to wait. But then decided wating wasn't particularly interesting and marched back into the entrance hall, whewre she spotted Stivik down a corridor. He turned and saw her.
"Well, Miss High-and-mighty, I'm sure you'll be glad to know I'm leaving. My boss has somehow got it into his head that with you around things might start running smoother round here." he laughed drily.
She looked at him, slightly surprised, determinedly hiding her anger at the Cartel, thinking they could take complete control over peoples lives. Well, that was what she told herself. "I take it yopu don't want to leave?"
He laughed bitterly again. "What do you think? Did you here what happened to Anni?"
I guess what you said about ou- the boss is true."
"He let her off again? Ha, any day now and this whole factory will be spread in pieces across the whole of Mudos and Griatch will probably be blaming me." He continued to rant a bit as Dionysia looked on surprised, reasonably certain that Stivik shouldn't have just told her the name of his boss.
"Isn't all this confidential information?"
"So throw me in a grinder, what does it reall matter? Who are you likely to tell?"
Anger spread across her face. "Well I can't say I'm upset to see the back of you. If you're looking for comiserations and regrets look else where. You're a snoop. You're a traitor to everyone and anyone you meet. You expect anyone to be sad to see the back of you?" She stomped away, leaving Stivik looking surprised and wandering what he'd said to get her so angry. With a grunt he headed back upstairs to tell Arnie about his departure.


ooc: that's right, Stivik's leaving. With me replying less I thought it better to have one less character to worry about. Plus keeping him in bothered me, as it didn't really follow with the plot.
Actually I have a vague idea for writing a fanfiction that may include him and Dionysia. Don't know what will come of it yet, but don't be too upset. Work goes on at Rupture Farms.