Work at Rupture Farms (v.5)

[Seargentbig]

All ooc: Heh. "Wash"? I did wonder, but that sig proves it.
Anyway... I don't want to make you feel bad, BM, because you have excellent writing skills and it would be a shame if you left, but there are some things to keep in mind. 1st, characters can't appear from nowhere. Linc has to have come from somewhere, and they can't have simply "been there since before the RPG began". They need a proper enterance. For a little help, I would guide you to "The Splat"'s map here.
Also, some skim reading of the previous WARF threads couldn't hurt (unless you tried them all at once - it must number in the tens of thousands of words now.), and some backstory: Rupturefarms was taken out of commision(?) many years(months?) ago, and was only recently started up again. Any former employees would have left, one way or the other. All the employees there now are owned by a player of the RPG, so there aren't any randoms. Like I said before, all of them need a suitible enterance. For Wash, the idea you have got, that he was fobbed off to this RF seems good.
Sorry if my post seems shaky and bad, it's past my bedtime. Hopefully, this has helped you.

[Bullet Magnet]

OOC: Okay, I'll fix this one as well. This RPGing stuff is harder than I thought. Still, I'm no stranger to looking like a moronic prat, so I'll just claw my way back out of this learning curve.

IC: Wash felt alot better after sleep in Linc's bunk, his breathing had improved and his limp was barely noticable. He didn't have a bunk of his own. It occured to him that he was not an official employee.
Linc appeared at the door of the dorm. He had to duck to get in, and a faint bruise was visible on his forehead from doors he had missed.
No one else was in this dorm currently, so he sat down on the bed next to Wash's.
"No one has noticed you yet, so your gonna have a sweet ride before you are put to work," said Linc. "I'm due back at work in five, so I can't stay."
Wash rubbed his eyes. "How long have you been here?"
Linc's eyes rolled up as he recalled his arrival. "A few days, perhaps a couple of weeks. I keep my head down, y'know? Well, as much as I can. 'Pull this lever, pull that lever', I don't get any trouble. They just moved me up here from exports, said my height intimidated the buyers. I used to work in one of the Vykker laboratories. It was in a submarine, and I simple scrubbed decks. Then the Vykkers put me on a routine of experimental growth hormones. I was unaware of it, we all were." Sadness flickered over his face. "I was lucky, my hormones were mild. The others... well, they didn't look much like mudokons afterwards. I later picked up an infection in my eye, and the drops they gave me weren't exactly helpful. They were supposed to be condensed into migraine supositories, not heal opthalmitus. Now look."
Wash looked. He didn't like to bring up Linc's red eye, but it was always staring at him. He sat up and swung his legs out of bed. "How do they treat us here?"
"Well, it could be worse. But then, you'd know all about that. I'm gonna be late, I'll see you later."

Wash wondered how long it would be until upper management did realise there was one too many workers.

OOC: how often do characters interact with someone elses characters here? Everyone is busy doing something else right now. Who's in upper management? There's an extra scrub down here!

[Slaveless]

Gappiqu breathed out in almost relief. He thought that the native was going to hurt him. But now, a native was loose in the factory, and he had to stop him.

Carefully, Gappiqu flicked out his pistol that he had used to throw the pully piece. Getting a grenade from one of his many pockets, he slipped it on the slingshot piece and ran up stairs, after the native.

After he ran up, he didn't know where the native had gone. Perhaps he went to the left into a corrider, into the Armory, or into that security room. He could be in either one of them. There needed to be a way where he could find the native at a moment's notice and not let him escape. Something that would scare the jeepies out of him.

Gappiqu got a great idea! He decided to pull out something from his pocket. It was a Sound Waver, another invention. It was something that explodes and produces an ear-splitting noise. However, besides the ear infection of such noise, it literally isn't like a bomb. It can't possibily make any death happen, but it is made to destory mines for yards. Gappiqu always keeps four, in case an emergecy is needed and a mine is in the way.

He decided that the native never went into the corrider, since he would of heard something. Thank oddness for lack of touch!

So instead, Gappiqu grabbed two Sound Wavers and put one on the Armory doorway, and another in the security doorway. Next, he layed down and stretched his two arms to reach the two. After, he pressed both bottons and they started to tick. He jumped up, plugged his two ear holes, and stood next to a far away wall in the corrider. At last, they both exploded and his ear holes felt like dying.

Biting his tounge, he tried to make the pain go away. But it was no use. He would need to get them checked, for the ear holes were sensative to this noise. He thought he heard something else, but he ignored it and pulled out his gun strugglingly. He knew to try to talk to this Mudokon, whether he liked it or not.
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Slap bowed his head and typed, "Will do sir." After, he looked at Arthur. As he typed, he tried to look into Arthur's eyes, which proved to be difficult, for he was so much taller than Arthur. He typed, "Sir, in the event of the gas break, we need to activate the back up ventilation system up front. Seeing how a Slig's mask filters the air for the host, we need you the climb up into that vent. If you need any help, tell us." He pointed to the vent that he was talking about.

Giving Arthur several moments to hear this all, he went to Dek and typed, "Sir, may I assist in this accident, by making sure all paticents' organs and body are functioning well?"

[Seargentbig]

(Ooc: So, how loud are these Sound Wavers? Because if they're really loud, they'd alert other people in the factory, yes?)
Duagen heard Gappiqu in the enterance, and stayed as silent as possible. There was the clicking of the slig's pants on the ground, then something else on the ground, twice, heavier than slig footfalls. Then a click. Then the sound a slig would make if trying to get away from a place ASAP. Then the ticking.
He had about enough time to back away from the door and see the thing was a bomb. He jumped backwards.
When he came to a few moments later, his vision was bluured and wavering, and he felt confused and disjointed. He staggered to his feet (and kept on staggering in place), started charging his spoocebow, and looked at the hideously bright doorway.

[kjjcarpenter]

OCC: Well guys its time I make my final post in Oddworld Forums, I wont be able to come on Oddworld forums anymore for awhile. Mabye when Oddworld starts up again I will return but my re-re-arrival is highly doughtful, so I'll finish my story arc and say goodbye.

OC:

Johnson: ARNIE GOD DAM YOU!!!!

Johnson started running back towards the Boardroom and noticed that there was a vent that led into the Boardroom. He hoped in and leaped to the centre. Tucker looked down.

Tucker: JOHNSON!
Johnson: TUcker get down here!
Tucker: No way Im escaping. I've had enough, whatever you do with Carl is your decision but Im getting out of Rupture Farms, mabye start a new life outside of Mudos.
Johnson: So be it man, seeya in another life brutha...
Tucker: You to...

Tucker climbed up and his wereabouts from that point on were a mystery. Johnson looked down the long shaft...

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Carl got up from the floor and looked around, he seemed to be all better again due to his semi-inmortality, he just started walking right towards the Boardroom. He noticed the open vent that Johnson had crawled through, and Carl went through, to blow up the factory. He came out on one of those platforms the glukkons used to stand on.

Carl: You......
Johnson: CARL!!!!!

Carl jumped over to the middle and stared Johnson in the eye...

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Eko got back up off the floor and started choking Locke.

Eko: I'm doing this, no matter what you say!

Eko smashed Locke over the head, killing him instantly. He than walked over to the computer and typed in 6 numbers that were writen on the wall; 4 8 15 16 23 and 42. He than hit execute, and more Blast Doors came down in the Boardroom, seeling off the vents and the roof. Johnson looked at Carl, and Carl did the same, as a giant light blinded the 2. Both of them screamed as they were evaperated into nothing by the mysterious light. And as Eko realised what he did The bright light evaperated him and the carcus of Locke as well...The Blast Doors then came up as the light faded away...

OOC: Well there is my final post for Oddworld forums, I hope i see you guys again.......sometime.

I'll seeyas in another life....

[Splat]

ooc: Getting better Bullet Magnet, I'll just say that this Rupture Farms has one big dorm room where all the employees (sligs and mudokons) sleep. (The boss has a separate dorm).
Also, our boss is the kind of guy who you can walk up to and ask for a job and he'll say yes. Not that wash knows that


A train pulled into the station and Anni stood up expectantly. A grouchy slig stepped out, saw ehr and looked around as if he hadn't. Deciding eventually that she was the only one there, he finally accepted her presence and spoke to her. "You guys order some plant seeds?"
Anni nodded and grinned. "Yep. We're becoming self sufficent for spices!"
"Sure, whatever." He grabbed a small cardboard box and tossed it at her. She caught it clumsily. "Right, the money will be taken from the upture Farms account." He pulled out a clipboard and glanced at her again. "You sure there's no one else around? No sligs?"
"Nope. Arnie gave me the job to collect the stuff." SHe grinned at him in a friendly way.
"Fine, forget it." He tossed the clipboard back into the train, stepped inside and it pulled away. Anni took the box and ran down towards the stockyards entrance.

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Jim shrugged. "I doubt it. It was about this time that they let us stop for the day, yesterday. If we head up towards the R+R room I bet the boss will announce the end of the work shift before we get there." He was relieved Bonty had given up on his idea for escape and hoped he wouldn't press it in the morning. He didn't know what he'd do if he did.

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Dionysia sat on the side of the bed in silence for a few minutes after Gappiqu had left. Eventually she stood up and stepped out. She jerked to a halt when she suddenly heard an ear-splitting noise from nearby. Clapping her hands over her ears she headed in its direction until she saw Gappiqu down a corridor. He had is gun out and was pointing it down the corridor in her direction. "WHAT THE ODD IS GOING ON?" At that point she spotted a figure stumbling about through the open door of the security office. She gestured to the door with her elbow and looked, puzzled, towards Gappiqu.


ooc: Bullet Magnet, if you want to get involved with other characters, take the first step and walk to where others are posting. Just try and avoid butting into a situation if the people involved are interacting closely between each other. I'll have to put some of this in the Info and Advice thread.

[Slaveless]

OOC: I felt like that Chirpy7's post was a little too descrutive. But oh well, he isn't here anymore.

Also, Seargentbig, the sound was loud enough to blow up a mine.

IC: Gappiqu saw Dionysia yelling at him, but it came to him as a whisper. The sound was so loud for him, that it was still echoing in his ear. But never less, he yelled back, "THERE'S A NATIVE MUDOKON IN HERE!!! HE MIGHT HARM US ALL!!" He couldn't hear himself very well either, but it was surely was louder than Dionysia's.

He saw the native stumble out of the security room, so he ran over to him. Still pointing his gun towards the native he yelled, "I'M JUST HER' TO TALK TO YA, NOT TO HURT YA!!!! WHY ARE YOU HERE?! IT'S A BIT UNREASONBLE TO COME HERE TO DESTORY US ALL!! WE'RE DOING FINE!" Gappiqu knew this wasn't true, but he hadn't seen a beating all day, besides the kick he gave to Dionysia and Molt's cruelness.
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Bonty sighed and walked on. He was quite tried, but he wanted to do something. He was in a Feeco Depot train all day. Why rest now? But he knew it was no time to work, so he walked into the corrider more. At last, he got to some stairs and yelled to Jim, "You comin' or not? We have a big day tomorrow!" He wasn't going to let the escape plan go so easily.

[The Red Muse]

A small, creased letter softly floats down to the factory railstation floor. There is no receiver or sender name written on it, only the words "Rupture Farms" are visible in crude letters.

Upon openening the letter, you notice how the handwriting has changed dramatically. The person who wrote the words on the envelope, cannot be the same person who wrote the letter itself. You start reading the carefully written letter;

Dear 'Farmers',
I wrote this letter as an apology, both for myself and my low-witted friend here.. You notice there an ink spot here, as if someone had given the author a push. ... for our more-than-unjustified departure. We thought we could use a vacation, you know, to travel and see the world. I know we should've atleast said goodbye, or something, but hey, once you feel the burning passion of freedom, there is nothing that could stop you.

So, how are things over there? I hope no one has gotten killed, or anything. I've had my own share of problems with ol' Jammer here. He has got the patience of a scrab... One wrong look at him and you got yourself a fist in the face. Trust me, I know. Otherwise, we both are doing great and actually, we were thinking of heading back that way. Can't make any promises though, there still is a lot of lands to explore, ye?

Anyway, I wish you all well. Take care and remember to give the scrab meat in the cafeteria a good poke before you eat it. I don't know why, but Jammer told me to add it here anyhow.

Yours,
-Red and Jammer

P.S. This is just amazing, they actually sell the old type of slig headgear here! I finally got --hey..! Where is "here" anyway?

The words trail off, ending the letter.

[EDIT; Bloody typical of ol' Red... Wrong topic, ftw ]
*pokes the moderator dude*

[Bullet Magnet]

Wash leaped out of bed and crashed to the floor. The sudden movement had made his wounds all hurt again, but that wasn't the issue. His hearing had all but gone, the last thing he remembered was an ear-splitting BOOM that took all the sounds away.
"Ching chong doh! What was that?" but his voice was silent. He staggered to the edge of the dorm, tripping over an abandoned pair of slig pants. He was vaguely aware of muffled sounds now, mostly of alarm. Confused and bewildered, he drifted along a metal platform above a meat prep line and scratched his ears, willing his hearing to return.
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Linc was sending the meat saws into the carcasses on the belt when it happened. The shockwave knocked him off his feet and off the platform. The lever was pulled at an unrecommended angle, and the saw, on the edge of a large robotic arm, decimated the carcass, knocked two more off the line and came spinning towards the control platform. The lever, wedged in position, did not automatically spring back to neutral, so the saw continued towards the platform.
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Wash's vision was unfocused, but when he leaned over the barrier to be sick, he saw a meat saw appendage advancing upon the level below. In it's path was what appeared to be a mudokon worker, clinging to the edge for dear life. Rubbing his eyes, the mudokon was de-blurred. It was Linc!
Wash looked around for something to help, panicking. His head was now giving him grief, and he couldn't concentrate. On the wall was a power outlet, and several cables emerging. Knowing how suicidal his next move would be, he tugged one of them out. The lights shut off. Ignoring this, he grasped the cable in both hands, keeping clear of the sparking end, and leaped over the barrier.
As he fell he swung on the cable, which then broke and he fell anyway. Wash hit the deck hard and started coughing up blood again. He rose and pulled on the lever with all his strength, but it would not budge, and the saw kept coming. In frustration he kicked it. The whirring of the blade increased on pitch and it came towards Linc even faster.
"Crap! sain hat shing..."
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Linc was losing his grip on the ledge. He now had two choices: fall to his grisly death, or stay here and then fall to his grisly death-one piece at a time. He closed his eyes and chose the former. As he relaxed his arm, another one flew over the edge and grasped his own. Wash! But the injured scrub did not have the strength to pull such a large mud up. Linc desperately scrambled at the smooth metal to avoid the spinning blades of death, and finally got a leg up on top. As Wash heaved his friend onto horizontal ground, the blades caught a glancing blow across Linc's torso, before plunging into the platform itself. Wash dragged the bleeding Linc away from the sparked and shrapnel to inspect the tall mud's wound. Linc stared up with bloodshot eyes and realised for the first time that he was almost entirely deaf. He laughed at this unexpected piece of information, before passing out completely.

[Seargentbig]

Duagen watched as Gappiqu came into the room and pointed his gun at him.
The slig was saying something, he could tell by the tentacles, but other than the sound you got when tapping a pair of tweezers, he'd be blessed if he could hear anything.
He stared into the visor of the slig. With the gun pointed at him and the slig's aggressive stance, he could tell the thing wasn't going to be understanding towards him or afraid of him anymore. It looked like Gappiqu thought he had the upper hand now.
Well. In his mildly concussed and confused state of mind, from standing too close to the Sound Waver when it went off and jumping backward into a wall, he knew exactly how to take care of that.
Almost faster than the eye could follow, Duagen snapped his own spoocebow up to aim directly at the steadily clearing slig.

[Splat]

ooc: Destructive it was, but lets ignore it now he's made his grand exit.


Jim nodded and followed after Bonty as they headed up the stairs (Slaveless, you can assume he follows if you want to keep things moving.)

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Anni came outside to the area she had chosen for her garden. She put the box down and spun around, admiring the beauty of the place in the evening light. She turned back to the box and looked at the packets of seeds inside. Smiling, she opened a couple and began spreading them around. 'Hmm, I'm gonna need so water.' She headed back to the factory doors.

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Dionysia yelled at Gappiqu, "WHAT'S THAT BL00DY NOISE? CAN'T YOU TURN IT OFF OR SOMETHING?"
At which point Duagen burst out waving some bow-like weapon around. Dionysia was taken by surprise, but after a few seconds she reacted.

This was the sort of situation they'd been training her for for years. Also the idea of Gappiqu getting short by this crazy native didn't thrill her.

SHe ran at Gappiqu and crashe dinto him, knocking him over. Hoping he'd have the sense to run to a better vantage point, she then leapt at the mud, put on her best cute-excited face and bounced up and down in front of him, blocking him from aiming his weapon at Gappiqu. "Hey! Are you here to rescue us? What's that thing? Are you gonna blow up Rupture Farms? Do you know Abe? Ooh, is he here to? Abe's cool! Do you think Abe's cool? Do you think he'll like me?"

[Slaveless]

Gappiqu felt confused. One moment Dionysia was screaming for the noise to stop in her casual talking, the other she acted all excited to see a native. He felt like that he should take care of the native once and for all, since it didn't seem like that the native was going to be friendly.

But something it him. Dionysia would never act this way if a native came to recuse the factory. It would be more Sligish like, but then something also hit him. He remembered when they were in Arnie's office, Dionysia said that her purpose was to destory the Mudokon saviors entering her factility. At that moment, it seemed like that she was more likely to kill this native, than it was for him.

Gappiqu decided to play along, by getting up, and running down the corrider, to avoid the native. Perhaps there something could be resolved. When he ran around the corner, he stopped, and listened for the converstaion. Just in case he planned to hurt Dionysia, he would kill him first.
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Bonty walked up the stairs as well, and planned to get into the R+R. At last, he was able to get near the door that read R+R. But being Bonty, he couldn't read, so he said, "Um Jim, I don't where the R+R and I can't read. Can you help me?"

[dripik]

Rick looked up from the cards and noticed that Kix has entered the room. "Uh, yeah, I've been cleaning a little. Found some cards to spend the time." he said, shuffling the cards and placing them on the table. "There were some cartridges, tools... and junk, mainly."

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Arnie lay back in his chair, smoking his cigar and closing his eyes. This was a lot better for him than worrying his brains out. He opened his eyes and looked out of the window, watching the various planets and stars on the sky, accompanied by dark-grey smoke coming from the factory. It was sort of soothing for him, seeing a bit of nature... Of course, the cause of this would go way back, to the times when Glukkons were living in the wilderness... His eyelids were getting heavier...

Suddenly, an ear-splitting noise came from the lower parts of the building. Arnie's eyes popped open but he didn't do more than that. "I can understand them... working all day... they're looking for some fun... or something..." His thoughts were trailing away, he dropped the cigar on the table beside him and fell asleep in the chair.

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"Well, we might as well turn in." said Otto, looking back at #7 Slig. "That's what I'm going to do, anyway."

"Sure, Otto. I'm not tired yet, I'll look around as a night patrol." said #7 Slig, and they walked out from the Grinding Station. They arrived to the main hall, turned left and continued their walk. Otto took leave of #7 Slig at the lifts and ascended to the Executive Office. He went inside, left the entry hall and made his way into the R+R. He found Arnie sleeping in the chair. "Poor fellow... Had a rough day." he thought while going to his bed, jumping in and preparing to sleep.

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#7 Slig went towards the Cafeteria when a patch of light caught his attention. It was coming from a room he never saw before. He went inside cautiously and found Rick and Kix in there. "Wow. Nice place. This'll be your workshop?" he asked.

"Yeah, I suppose. Needs some planning and cleaning, but it will be OK." said Rick. "Oh, thought these might interest you..." he pointed at the cartridges.

"Ah, good find. I was running low on them." said #7 Slig, nodding. He grabbed a few of the cartrides, loading them into his rifle.

[kjjcarpenter]

guys, I felt like I left to much destruction, So I'll change if for yas, and then Im gone, bye guys

[Seargentbig]

Duagen was coming to his remaining senses, only missing his hearing. He tried to keep his spoocebow (which looks like a small crossbow straped to the wrist, not an actual bow) aimed at Gappiqu, which he did quite well until Dionysia went crashing into him.
Well, he thought, this is going well. I've been discovered. Gonna be hard to stay undercover now.
Trying to keep the fallen slig in his sights, he was about to tell him to drop his gun, when Dion ran up to him and started talking at him, blocking his view and letting the slig get away. He lowered his spoocebow, but remained watchful and ready to raise it as soon as someone came through the doorway.
Duagen looked at the strange dark mudokon. Clearly, she was exited to see a native and happy to be freed soon, but she was not helping in the slightest. To try to calm her, he said "Shhh!" and made "Calm down!" motions with his hands.

[Jordan]

OOC: I posted in the profile thread and made a new character.

IC: JB was very nervous, he needed a job to get some moolah, he needed it for his operation, his blue eyes were not normal for a Slig.
JB stepped out of the Feeco train and sniffed up, he could smell meat, obviously. He went through the sliding doors of Rupture farms and looked around. "What a neat place!" he said with awe. He walked down a long corridor and finally reached his destination. He knocked on the door of Arnie's office. "Hello? I've come for a job!" JB said nervously.

[Bullet Magnet]

Wash panicked as the blood continued to gush from Linc's wound. He fumbled around the gash in friend's his side as he tried to stop the flow of blood. Linc looked pale now, and red lake was now dripping over the side of the balcony. Wash tore at his own loincloth in an attempt to forge some makeshift bandages. His hands were slippery with the blood, and the excitement of the past few moments had weakened him so. The mudokon's own tears were mixing with Linc's blood now, but he heard no sound, just the continuing ringing in his ears.
Now, with the loincloth wrapped tightly around the injured mud's side, Wash began to drag him along the ground.
"Medical emergency!" He shouted. "Medical emergen-" but it was no use. If there was anyone else around here, it was likely that they were all suffering from hearing problems as well. When he'd been here before, he'd heard heated remarks by too individuals outside (one, apparently, named "Dionysia") that were much louder than they should have sounded. Wash supposed that the unique shape of this room was able to resonate sounds from outside it to much louder levels than before. If this was true, then perhaps he and Linc were the only one's to have suffered like this, so perhaps he could find help! He heaved Linc's limp form further along the passage, leaving a smeared blood trail behind them.
Wash noticed a directory on the wall. On it, one label stood out: Dek's Laboratory, Surgery.
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Linc momentarily slipped back into consciousness. He was vaguely aware of being moved, but one phrase looped through his mind before he was gone again.
"For so long the grinders were not working. Why did they have to start working now?"

If he'd been able to, he would have seen the saw continue to cut through the platform and into it's own control module. If it worked before, it certainly doesn't now…


ooc: Does anyone still use ol' Dek? Who else works in the E.R. here?

[Slaveless]

OOC: Yes, Munch's Master still uses Dek and Arthur. The other person who works in the Labortory is Slap, one of my guys. He is the doctor assissant of Rupture Farms.

IC: Gappiqu couldn't hear anything still, since his ears were still blocked by the Sound Wavers. And perhaps someone else, besides himself, should kill this native with Dionysia. One who owns a real gun.

After some time, Gappiqu looked to his left and saw that there was a announcer next to him. It read, "Tfony Announcer 1278, XL". Suddenly, it him. He could contact the main source of the announcer, Sligs could come, in case Dionysia doesn't succeed. So he grabbed his walkie talkie, typed in the where the source of the announcer was. Finally, he spoke into it, "This is Slig Unit V3034 v.24, there is a native on the top staircase, near the R+R. I repeat, there is native on the top staircase, near the R+R. Out and over."

Hopefully, someone heard him. Dionysia and that native shouldn't be one of them since, they should have the same hearing as him.

[Munch's Master]

OC:Yea, Dek's still going. But now might not be the best time to ask him for medical help, with the gas leak. And where the hell has Goresplatter gone?
IC:
Dek nodded and helped Slap check up on the patients, holding a cloth over his mouth to block the gas. The Delivery Boy seemed to be relatively OK. He was trying to see who else there was, when he remembered that Vykker X was still locked up. Dek hurried through to the other room, where the Vykker was still unconscious. He rushed back to Slap. "Vykekr X is out of it completely. I think we'd better get him out of there before he suffers permanent damage, he may be dangerous, but we don't want a death on our hands."
Arthur was still a bit bewildered. "So you want me to climb into the vent. I get that, but then what do I do? An' how do I get out again without you there to open the vent hatch for me?"

[Jordan]

OOC: Does dripik still post here?
IC: JB wondered why there was no answer, perhaps the boss was asleep?
He sighed and sat down on a box of Scrab cakes.

[Bullet Magnet]

Wash pushed through the door, dragging Linc behind him.
"Medical emer-!" but the place was deserted. "What the hell?"
There was a gurney-like device nearby loaded with meat, and what looked suspiciously like a skinned slig. Hoping it was just a mutilated paramite, Wash swept everything on to the floor and lifted Linc up. It wasn't easy, but after the third time he managed to flop Linc's body onto the trolley. Now perhaps he could get somewhere!
But the blood had already soaked through the bandages, and Wash did not lke the way the blood flow had slowed. Dek's lab was on the next floor up, so Wash had to get Linc to the elevator. Odd help him if he encountered stairs. When he found out who was responible for that sound...
Sprinting along platforms and corridors, twice crashing at the corners, Wash and Linc finally reached the lifts. But the LCD screen above displayed a demoralising headline.
"WARNING! GAS LEAK AHEAD! DO NOT ATTEMPT ENTRY WITHOUT ENVIRONMENTAL PROTECTION!

Wash stared at it for a moment. "Jedu sing hed! This is not my best day ever."

[dripik]

OOC: Yes, I'm still here and I check in every few hours. Though, I'm not going to be active in the next week, I'll be away.

Jordan, your grammar and RP-style seems OK, but you should put more detail on JB's entry. He just popped inside the factory. Can you edit your first post, then? Just as an idea, JB could have arrived with the train which brought the spice seeds for Anni.

Oh, and what do you mean on 'blue eyes'? Are you refering to the Slig vizors or the normal eyes? Just checking, since #7 Slig has green eyes, but I meant that on his vizors when I wrote his profile.

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Otto was about to fall asleep when he heard a voice from outside. Someone was calling for Arnie. "Nice timing, pal." he thought crossly as he got out of his bed and sneaked out from the Ex. R+R, trying not to wake Arnie up.

He saw a new Slig sitting across the entry hall, next to the office door. "What are you doing here?" he said under his breath. "We are trying to sleep. Do you know what time it is? See the clock on the..." he said, but since he didn't see any clocks on the wall, he didn't finish his sentence. "Anyways, it's dark outside, surely you have noticed that."

He took his breath, and when he calmed down, he continued. "So, what do you want?" he asked JB curtly.

[Jordan]

OOC: Sorry about that Dripik! I'm at Noob at this thing. JB's eyes are different from the other Slig's, I drew a pic of him on paper, I'll show it when I can.

IC: The door had finally opened after a while of waiting, and JB stood up and gulped. "Umm... hi, my name is JB, sir, and erm I've come for a job... are you the boss? You don't look like the Glukkon in this picture..." JB said nervously, shuffling his feet and wringing his hands. He looked up at Otto and did a weak smile.

[dripik]

OOC: You'll get the hang of it, don't worry.

I better reply now, so you don't have to wait until next week.

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"No, the boss is sleeping now, so you better keep your voice down." said Otto under his breath. "I'm Otto, Assistant to the Boss and Flak Clerk of the factory. Any complaints shall be brought to me." he sighed. The thought of his new position, especially the latter, was still rather painful. "Well, we can use the workforce, though there are a lots of Sligs here, so we sometimes have to give them tasks which are usually done by Mudokons. If that's OK with you, you should come back tomorrow morning to introduce yourself to the boss. I think that's all... Night." he said and turned to the Executive R+R's door, when he remembered something. "Oh, the employees R+R is on the other side of the conference room on this level, next to the toilets." He went back to his bed and jumped in.

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OOC: This can help a lot when you are looking for a room, Jordan: W@RF Map made by Splat

[Slaveless]

OOC:
Goresplatter these days, is often popping in and disappearing. I don't know where he goes though. He said he lost where he had left at, and now is giving his characters away. But I am in no mood to take his characters. Hopefully, someone could take his characters. Or we could say that the Knock out gas stopped most of their vital organs from working, and killed them. But that would put something on Slap's record.

IC: Kix looked around and figured that this was sort of like a bar and a workshop for both Sligs and Mudokons. But since she didn't know any good card games and didn't have anything else to do, she said, "Hey, can I help fixing this place up? I really don't have anything else to do."
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Slap nodded his head and went towards Vykker X's cage. He knew that he had figured out how to get out of his cage before, so he knew he could figure out himself.

Slap decided to take this in an easy approuch. First, he grabbed the keys on one of the counters, of the room Vykker X was in. Next, he looked at the keyhole of Vykker X's cage. Then, Slap had flicked through the keys, trying to find a key that would fit through the keyhole. Finally, he got down to two that would make sense. He put in the first one, but it got stuck inside. Obviously, it did not fit. After some struggling moments of trying to get the key out, he was successful. The other key went in fine, and Slap was able to get Vykker X out of the cage.

For his next move, Slap dragged Vykker X to the door of the Lab. He knew that it would be a bad idea if he opened the doors, so he left Vykker X there. He knew that it also wouldn't be the best idea, so he returned with the Air Tank he had on earlier. Slap wrapped it around Vykker X's face, on his nostrils and mouth. That should keep Vykker X alive.

Slap remembered what Arthur had said, and he typed to him, "Sir, your job is to activate the back-up ventilation system, which should be a group of machines put together. Where these systems are, they should be where all of the pipe seem to connect. And I do believe Sligs are cabable of speaking, so if you need any assistance, just say the word."

The word Sligs, reminded him of Goresplatter, and then he remembered something critical. Goresplatter wasn't wearing a mask. He rushed over to the unconscious body of Goresplatter. First, he grabbed a needle from his apron and poked it into Goresplatter's body. Afterwards, he placed his two fingers from his right hand, near Goresplatter's wrist. Finally, he pulled back his hand and his needle and looked at the blood he got.

Slap typed down to Dek what information he got from Goresplatter's body. "Sir, I have just checked Goresplatter's body, and he is also in a bad condition. His blood doesn't have enough oxygen and his pulse isn't normal. We need to Air Tanks, but as I searched, there is only one in this Lab. Their is possibly more in factory, but that would require one of us to leave the Lab. I suggest myself to leave, since no one else in a bad condition, and your job should be done in a moment. So you could tell what Arthur should do, while I do my other job."

[Jordan]

JB nodded and slowly turned to go. He looked at his map of the factory and found his way to the R + R room. There were lots of beds around the room, and some were occupied by Mudokons and fellow Sligs. He found an empty bed and sat down on it. He yawned and lay down, he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

[Bullet Magnet]

ooc: sorry about this Slaveless, and Munch's Master, but I brought this can of worms to your picnic, and by Odd I'm going to open it!

ic: Wash rested his face in his big green hands and cried. He was exhausted, so much had happened to him recently, and he needed to catch up. Unhelpfully, Linc was still dying, so he couldn't rest yet.
He glared at the LCD screen, as if this were all somehow its fault.
"ONLY ONE GRUESOME MEAT-GRINDER RELATED ACCIDENT ALL DAY! KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!" it stated cheerfully.
Wash stood up and stamped his feet angrily. He was determined that a little poison gas would not stop him. He assumed the gas was poisonous. And he knew only one way to protect himself.
"Man... I'll never here the end of this...
Wash tore off the last scraps of his loincloth and urinated on them. Desperate times call for desperate measures. A passing security orb noticed him as it came by. Staring, it crashed into a wall, but couldn't take its eye off the bizarre scene unfolding before it. Wash still couldn't hear the crash, but he noticed the red glow of the orb's eye.
"Hey- get out of here!" he angrily waved it away. The last thing he needed was a recording of this to reach upper management, or indeed any of the employees. Luckily, the orb was still too confused to zap him, and floated away, beeping to itself excitedly.
Wash picked up the dripping rag and wringed out some of the urine into Linc's wound in an attempt to sterilise it. He the tore it in half and laid one over Linc's mouth. He'd heard somewhere that urine helped to filter poisonous gasses from the air. Wash then pushed Linc into the elevator and slammed his fist into the wall. A panel fell down, revealing a control panel, and he attempted to override the emergency lockdown commands. He described to Linc what he was doing, despite both being deaf and Linc being unconscious.
"Stay with me Linc... you don't become RFDD's most guarded employee without learning one or two things about the Magog Cartel's facilities network! Look at this, if I can reroute the command chain around the hazard detectors upstairs... I'll have to provide a phantom venting command, that'll make it think the air has been pumped outside... wait a minute- is that someone climbing into the air vent? That's crazy! The lab's air tanks are contaminated! Why is there anyone still there with the gas?" Then Wash realised that he'd been counting on there being someone up there to help Linc. "Right, never mind. But the connection to the ventilation controls is severed. Argh! This would be so much easier with a security spike, and- wha? We're in! Now to just... pure Palooka! We're in business!"
The elevator lurched, then steadily rose upwards.
"Just a little further, big guy. You'll be alright soon..."
Wash raised the cloth to his mouth in preparation for any gas that they might encounter, forgetting that he was completely naked. The elevator doors opened at the labs.
"Medical emergency!"

[Slaveless]

OOC: That was unusual. I only have a small idea what a naked Mudokon looks like. But oh well. Plus, I never knew that there was a elevator in the Lab.

IC: Slap only needed to look at the two Mudokons once and close his eyes in aggravation. Another operation needed to be now. Along with leg operation, the eye operation, the blood transfusion operation, the diangois operation, and whatever this guy needs operation. He needed more co-workers.

Then he realized that the elevator door was still open. Slap sped all the way to the elevator, shoved the Mudokons out of the way, and closed the door. He doubted that their elevator had a safe vent, that could filter their air. The gas could cause the people inside to be unconscoius.

Now he had to think about his new paticents. He couldn't help them, for he had other business to do. But he could help. He grabbed the Mudokon that was unconscoius and placed him on another counter. Slap next typed to the one still standing, "Sir, these gases are dangerous at the moment. You will have to wait outside for a moment." He opened the door, so he could get out. Knowing that there was no time to explain, he shoved him out and slammed the door.

Slap sighed, knowing he was being a jerk to that guy, but he had to do, what he had to do. He typed down, "Sir, may you check on that Mudokon for me, I need to get an air tank." Slap walked to the elevator and opened it up. He lingered inside, since he needed some air. Slap pressed the button that read "The Armory" on the control panel, and waited for a the floor he wanted.

[Splat]

ooc: Sorry about my absense. With GoreSplatter, just assume that his characters have been shipped off to some higher medical place to treat em or something, we don't have to write it in. There are loads of times characters have just faded away and people have been left to draw their own conclusions.

Jordan, there is one large R+R filled with beds where all the employees sleep, not seperate rooms.

Gonna take this oppertunity to build on something T-nex started with Anni some time ago (check here for an explanation)


Jim led Bonty to the door of the R+R. "Here it is. Lets just go in and find somewhere to sleep." At that moment, a slig (J.B) approached the door as well. Seeing him, Jim pressed himself fearfully into the shadows, but the slig didn't seem to notice them and entered.Jim watched him and turned to Bonty. "That's one of the things I hate about this place: sharing bunks with the sligs. It's almost worse than having them guarding the place."
Quietly, he crept through the door and towards his bed in the furthest corner of the room and slid inside it, almost silently, not wanting to disturb the slig.

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Dionysia suppressed a smirk of triumph, and then said loudly, "Haha, we showed that slig. I've seen him round here, I bet he ran away and hid in his bed. C'mon, lets find some other slaves!"
She hoped the native would step out of the office with her, and that Gappiqu had heard her and would be waiting to gun it down once it was out of cover. But that noise was still going and she was worried he might not of. Either way, it depended on how the mud acted now.

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Anni found a hose outside the factory and began watering ehr plants. After a while she realised how dark it was now getting. "I guess we better get inside," she muttered to no one in particular. She turned to the door, but at that moment heard a growl in the darkness. "Huh?"
She turned towards the sound and as it growled again, began to back away. Slowly a figure emerged from the shadows: It was a scrab. Anni tried to speak, hoping it was one of the animals that lived beneath Rupture Farms, and that it would recognise her. But her throat felt dry and her feet seemed glued to the ground. The scrab lifted its head and roared for shred power, challenging her.
Her mouth opened in horror, but then a voice that wasn't hers came out. "Challenge me!"
Anni's eyes grew wide with horror. She realised what had happened in her terror and she yelled silently in her head, 'Nova, no! Please! Let me back!'
The voice that was not hers, but Nova's, answered through her mouth. "I'm saving our lives Anni!"
'No! Not like this, please! Let me back!'
Suddenly she felt a wave of heat pass through her body and she found herself running away, deeper into the dark stockyards. Behind her, beside her garden, the body of the scrab was burning.

[Slaveless]

Bonty didn't know what to think. Obviously, Jim had a bad experience with Sligs. But tomorrow, all their troubles with Sligs would be gone.

He also tried to avoid sharing a bunk with the Slig and went into an adjencent bunk with Jim. He layed down in it and layed down. He whispered to Jim, "Don't worry, tomorrow, we will be with the Natives, learning to fight those Sligs we are so afraid of." He pressed his eyes down and tried to think of what their future will be like.
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Gappiqu heard what Dionysia had said (It was more of a mumble, but he heard that they were going) and became afraid. Perhaps the Sligs won't come so fast as she thought they would. Maybe he could do something.

Now he thought of another thing to do. He placed his hand through out the pockets he had and tried to look for a bullet. Finally, he found one that he had found for the Gore Rifle. He took off the grenade on his slingshot, and replaced it with the bullet. It was rather small for the gun, but it should harm the native. He had to hope they wouldn't sense he would have a clear shot at him.