Work at Rupture Farms (v.7)

[Splat]

ooc: I'm expecting Prae to break down any second now...

Venks, Zozo, maybe you should go read W@RF 1. It's a good story and it might help you a little with your RPing. One of the original characters was a big bro slig called Jammer who had a generally violent disposition but it wasn't until several ingame days had passed that he actually shot another employee. By that time a sort of emotional attachment had built up between the players (and anyone reading the RPG) and the character who was shot, so it had some affect.
#10's been in the factory about ten minutes (note slight exaggeration) and he's been killed completely out of the blue. We haven't had any time to get to know him, there's been no character development and because of that he's looked at the same way you look at the thousands of sligs you possess, shoot, explode or in any other way maim, harm or kill when playing through the games: he comes off as little more than an NPC, and I'm sure that's not what you want for your character.
Anni getting shot this morning was more effective cus she's been around since part three and everyone knows and loves/hates her.
Give characters time to be characterised before you start maiming, harming and killing them. And if eight other people have been maimed, harmed or killed in the last 4 hours then don't bother at all!

IC:

"Sorry," Anni whispered and smiled weakly at Dean, "Let's just get away from here please? Reminds me too much of Stivik and of vykkers." Her smile faded and her hand hurt.

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Jim was sitting in the toilets, feeling nervous (unsurprisingly) when he heard a voice call his name. Recognising the rather distinctive voice, he hurried to the door and opened it. "Somi!" He said happily.
"Do you know where Anni is?" She asked immediately.
Jim's smile faded. "She was shot earlier, by some crazy slig! We took her to the lab cus she was bleeding and we didn't know what else to do.
Somi felt an odd mix of relief at knowing where she was and worry at the thought of her going to the vykkers. The general result was that she felt pretty much the same as she had before she'd smelt out Jim and asked him the question.
Jim, recognising her concern, opened the door, "Come on," He said, "I'll go and look for her." He was less happy about the idea of going back to the lab with that slig there than his face showed.
As they left the toilet and headed down the corridor they spotted a mudokon evidently cleaning the floor and then beyond him, peering into the shadows were Kix, Dean, the mudokon who had helped Jim out earlier, and "Anni!" Jim yelled and hurried over.

She smiled at him and then down at Somi.

[Zerox]

OOC: Where's Dripik? He hasn't posted here in ages, I'm still waiting for a reply to Slash.

IC: Sturg slowly continued down the corridor. It was still faiurly noisy, conversation from various areas of the factory could be heard faintly, mostly near the cafeteria due to all the violence. Moronic suicidal Slig. He looked round a corner to see a number of Mudokons in a group, talking to a Paramite...Somi! Maybe this was to do with her Mudokon friend, Anni, she had oft mentioned? He had no time for that now. He balanced himself away from the wall, and started loping across the open area.

[Zozo the Zrilufet]

Venks, Zozo, maybe you should go read W@RF 1. It's a good story and it might help you a little with your RPing.
Anni getting shot this morning was more effective cus she's been around since part three and everyone knows and loves/hates her.
Give characters time to be characterised before you start maiming, harming and killing them. And if eight other people have been maimed, harmed or killed in the last 4 hours then don't bother at all!

Wehhh, I'm doing something wrong and I don't know what it is.

[Munch's Master]

OOC: Pat, Dek tossed Praetyre a pack of Chill Pills, not keys. But it's only a trivial thing so nevermind.
IC:
Arthur looked at Ralph, still embarrassed. "Right...uh..OK...go do...what you were gonna do then....now...please?"
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Dean followed the others, then heard and saw Jim and Somi hurrying over to them. "Hey, Jim, good to see you! And Somi! I can't rmemeber the last time I saw you."
While he was speaking he carefully pushed Arthur back into the Lab, to make sure Jim didn't see him. For once, Arthur complied with avoiding the mudokon.
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Screams. Screams screams and more screams. "WILL YOU ALL JUST SHUT UP!!!" Dek yelled as loud as he could, popping a Chill Pill afterwards to try and calm down. He first walked over to Domino and pinched his face. "Stop getting suicidal, whoever-you-are. There's no barbed wire. No.....petticoats....we're not your master. Here, you have a Chill Pill too."
He passed a Pill to Domino, and at the same time turned to Praetyre and Slap, and mouthed 'Petticoats!??'.
He then turned to Arrack, and stepped back. He muttered to Praetyre "He isn't responding like most people with mental problems. You know him best. What now?"

[Patrick Vykkers]

IC:
Praetyre replied to his superior;
"I have no idea about the petticoats sir. I'm actually quite surprised to see Domino. He ran away after helping my uncle.."
Praetyre felt a great ping of sadness at the thought of his uncle.
"my uncle.. ease his pain.. with a pillow. Anyway, this mention of petticoats and barbed wire is alien to me, but there might be a connection with a rather horrible Inhabitant I know. A decade or so ago, at a family reunion, there was a rather unpleasant little creature from the other side of my family who called himself Malarkey. He apparently is the owner of a sports car company called Marqui VehicleCo. He was rather rude to me and others, and seemed awfully nice towards our Patriarch's Intern butler. There was something about his eyes that just didn't seem right to me. In terms of being a window to the soul, his soul was corrupted.. even more so than some other Vykkers. There was something about the way he walked and acted around Intern's that I just didn't like. He's a recluse, and only seems to come out every few months for a business meeting from his villa. The rumours I heard of Mafia connections and of something involving an operation about an Intern stage mime make me think.. could he have kidnapped and abused Domino? His servants were very much like him right now. Quite quivering and submissive, not the usual demeanour. So it could be him. I might have an Internophile in my family."
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Arrack returned to normal, quivering and shaking like a Fuzzle. His eyes looked as though they had just been depossessed, a look of pure terror in them. He shouted to the important looking Vykker (Dek);
"Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me! I only want to have a good job and live!"
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Domino heard what Praetyre was saying and began having flashbacks again. Horrible disco music played in his mind and delirious colours and Paramite muffin cakes rained like a horrible cacophony. Another invisible force seemed to leave them, and his vision was much more clear. He warbled and babbled again;
"He's right! Don't mention it at all! Keep the memories, HORRIBLE SEARING MEMORIES, buried. Burieeeed! Burieeeeed! Burieeed! Die!"
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Praetyre felt like he was going to be sick. The level of sheer mental abuse they must of suffered made him want to track down and mercilessly slaughter monsters who had done this.
"Sir, let's not bring this up around Domino. It's evident it makes him uncomfortable, and brings back bad memories. But my hypothesis seems to have been correct. As for Arrack, I think we need to send him off to the R&R for some R&R. Hopefully, he can find some amusement their. Of course, we don't want anyone feeling sick, so I'd advise letting him keep the organ bag."
Praetyre turned to Slap;
"Also, Slap, how's the business of ordering for Arrack's equipment going? It could really help psychologically resolve things, not to mention avoiding violating the law and causing mass vomiting."

[Venks]

OOC: I catch what your saying Splat. So I hope what I'm about to do is ok.
Joe and Lilith just aren't fit for this roleplay, well maybe Joe is but I don't want to use him. For times sake lets just say the two of them came to the conclusion that RF was too dangerous a place to talk to Arnie so they hopped on the train and left. On the same train Chris gets off, my Vykker from PV's role play. Of course this version of Chris is 3 months older then the other one. I really love this character. ^^

IC: Doe watched Dionysia and the Glukkons from a distance, wondering what they would do. "Scri I won't force you to turn me in, but promise me you won't let them get you.. we are the only Mudanchee alive. We must spread our ideas to the future tribes."

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Alexander II was blind in anger and fear. The small Fuzzle couldn't take being alone well it always caused him to freak out. The small Fuzzle kept to the shadows wandering RF with no idea where he was.

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Chris in his fantastic yellow dress, with gorgeous white frills on the bottom, stepped off the train to Rupture Farms. A odd looking Mudokon and Vykker came from nowhere and hopped onto the train in a hurry, mumbling something about wild animals. They ran past Chris so fast he didn't get a chance to check either of them out. The Vykker inwardly fumed but decided that their was probably better looking inhabitants at Rupture Farms anyways.
Chris looked at a map and found a place titled: "Dek's Lab"
Perhaps their were good looking Vykker scientists there... that and Chris wanted a job. He started to skip happily down the halls whistling old country songs.

[Slaveless]

Slap simply watched as both Arrack and Domino fell apart by screaming out things like barbed wire, petti coats, and they wanted dead from their pain. It reminded him of his job at the hospital in the south western part of Mudos. That hospital was right next to both a Slog Kibbles production factory and resistent Industerial natives. It wasn't a very good mix, and patients would come pouring in every week because they had accidents by getting too close to the factory. In other words, cases from the flu to Slog bites to deadly reactions to the air came in regularly. It was hard for doctors of all sorts to maintain their saddness for the people there in the hospital. Not too much good came from being a doctor. All you saw were people with severe cases that could kill them or change their lives entirely. And being at Rupture Farms reminded him of that. Espically these two victims of torture. But it only wanted him to keep protecting the people from harm through out his life.

Praetyre and Dek seemed to clear out some of the situation with the two panicing inhabitants. Then, he was to be impressed that Arrack knew what he was talking about. He felt a sudden rush of sympathy for his Intern brothers and sisters, since he did not wish that the sadism from Vykkers would eventually affect the entire race. He knew little about them, even though he was an Intern. All he knew was the teachings from local Vykkers about the inferority of Interns in comparison to Vykkers, Glukkons, Chroniclers, etc. But this? If Slap wasn't so still and droll, he probably would cry in disgust. Yet, he had to keep himself stable. Laboratory was a serious place, not a place to mourn over the past, but the rejoice of the future.

He continued to listen to everyone's comments and agreed that time in the R+R would be a great place for Arrack. It would probably help him relax. And as long as the organ bag is over Arrack's head, everyone else should be perfectly fine. Praetyre then asked how Arrack's equipment was going to received. He remembered that he had to connect to some sort of Internet source and order six centimeter wide plasteel maskes, Big Bro size. He never got around that, as he was busy last night and the day before. He sadly typed down, "I still need to order his equipment. It's hard to find time around here, as we are always busy receiving all sorts patients and materials all the time. I'm pretty sure though I can get a train to come by and give us some of the material we need. I would think that if I ordered it now, there would be train coming by as soon as the next export train comes. Which should be tomorrow or tonight. Yet, I think we should wait until tonight to order the materials. That should be enough notice for Mudokons to grab a few maskes and board it onto the next train to Rupture Farms,"

He looked over to the two devastated patients and typed down, "You two. I know you must have had an extermily difficult time trying to resist all of that torture you have been through. Yet I'm here to say to you that everything is all right now. Our job here at this Laboratory is to assure that you guys have a healthy and safe future. I will as much time to make sure you two keep your awful memories repressed from yourselves and everyone else. I will make sure you will be a happy bunch of people that live the rest of your lives with the assurance that nothing else horrible will cross you. Trust me,"

[Patrick Vykkers]

OOC: The timeline is confusing me now. Slap said Molluck dissapeared 4 years ago, I said Arrack was Molluck's servant nearly 10 years ago and was then frozen after a brief stint under his new master, and Venks is saying this RPG happened around Exoddus! But how could that be, when Praetyre's aunt had been killed in the Vykkers Lab #13 explosion?

We're like the Sister's of Fate fighting over the cosmic loom.

[Marvak]

OOC: The timeline is confusing me now. Slap said Molluck dissapeared 4 years ago, I said Arrack was Molluck's servant nearly 10 years ago and was then frozen after a brief stint under his new master, and Venks is saying this RPG happened around Exoddus! But how could that be, when Praetyre's aunt had been killed in the Vykkers Lab #13 explosion?

We're like the Sister's of Fate fighting over the cosmic loom.

OOC: Something tells me someone's getting confused with Patrick Vykker's new RPG

[Reiji Neko Mitsukai]

(OOC: I'm just plain confused and ignored.)

[skillyaslig]

OOC: I'll be gone for a bit, computer is a bit screwed.
IC:
Jatt snorted and looked at Jutt, “See? Hes gonna be aright, still alive at least…”
Jutt looked at his brother as if he was mad, “Its not a ‘he’ it’s a it. It’s a wild animal.”
“It is a he, you idiot.”
“It’s a wild animal! They don’t think or feel-“
“Uh, he just spoke.”
“Whatever! Your mad.”
“Phah, whatever. And he didn’t have rabies.”
“ ‘Rabie-Os,” Jutt said, quoting from a cereal he saw, “ ‘give rabies to your babies.’ Maybe it ate that?”
“He! He isn’t a it.”
“Whatever!”
Jatt and jutt started arguing.
Cylepso snorted and blinked, “Odd is it off?”
“Mhnamam.”
“Oh thank goodness! Yuck, now I got blood all over me…” She broke off and looked at Wic, and smiled, “Well hello! Oh, I’m fine. I’ve been hit in the face before with body parts.”
Seb rolled his eyes and muttered, “Mnmahanma namamahan hanam.”
“Oi, don’t be rude!”
“Mnhan.”
”Well, it didn’t sound nice.”

[LadySlig]

Galaleo looked amused and nodded, “Well, that’s a relief…” He made a face as he looked at the dripping meat, “Nasty…”
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Peach growled and continued to eat, ripping off chunks with her sharp beak and teeth.
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Martha nodded, and smiled softly, “Okay then, #9. Are you sure you are alright? You look rather hurt.”
Rusty hummed and skipped about, watching everyone, and then said, “Lot people! Great, social!”
”Yef, thevee beft gooda tof talka toofh.”
“Yep yep!”

[Patrick Vykkers]

IC:
Praetyre nodded towards Slap and watched the further reactions of his patients, waiting for the Chill Pills to fully take effect.
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Arrack looked deeply into the Intern's eyes, seeing a rare light of honesty, almost like the Intern was an angel. Arrack had never really been a religious Inhabitant, as most of the Cartel was either maltheist or atheist, or self worshipping, but the level of kindness expressed by the Intern made him think twice about the existence of angels and the supernatural. Arrack reached towards the Intern, his arm shaking. He grabbed onto his apron like it was his last hope in the universe, speaking softly and gently;
"Thank... you..."
Arrack yawned, rolling over and snoring like a typical Slig, curling up into a ball.
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Domino's flashback's stopped, and he stood up again, listening to the Intern's speech and watching Arrack's movements. He walked over, embarassed, to the Intern and spoke to him in Post-It notes;
"Sorry about that, sir. It's fantastic to see another Intern in here. It's nice to see a sane Intern, one not a solitary being like me or a crazy victim of.. no. Anyway, I think I'll spend some time with this Arrack fellow in the R&R. I could carry him for you. I'm not ususally like this, it's just.. just.. I've been a victim"
Domino began scribbling in a more disorderly fashion.
"of many, many terrible things! Would it be okay with your owner if I went over to the R&R?"
Domino pointed to Praetyre and Dek.

[Venks]

OOC: Waiting for Marvak to reply to #9 before I post with him.

[Marvak]

IC: Ricky yelled as a deafening blast sounded from the female Slig's gun, and rushed over to try and stop her. The scraggly-looking Slig turned and fled, as the female sank to the ground.
'Oi! You come back here, I'm not finished with you!' Ricky shouted, but he'd already gone. Turning to the female, he saw a smoking bullet hole in her chest.
'What the...' Ricky was bewildered, she'd pointed the gun away from her, how'd she manage to shoot herself? Disguarding his grenade, he reached into his backpack and took out a first aid kit.
'Ma'am, I... Y-you got shot... somehow...' he tried to explain as he unravelled a roll of bandages to try and stop her bleeding. 'Try and relax your chest, ma'am.' his mind raced; he wasn't any good with first aid or medical stuff, that was Cal's sorta thing. But of course, Cal wasn't here.

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'Scared? I scared you? You were scared?!' Cal mock-cried at the Slig, and made a very rude gesture with his finger. 'Meep-$#^& people like you make me sick.' Striding up, he reached out and grabbed one of the Slig's tentacles, and brought their faces very close, so they could see eye-to-eye.
'You don't deserve to live, you pathetic, cowardly, spastic, pitiful piece of waste!' he hissed, holding his tazer hard against the Slig's head. He was shaking with rage, breathing heavily, his face contorted with anger.
OOC: I don't want to shoot. I just want to make Cal really really really angry <3
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Wic smiled weakly, still shivering a little in shock from the blast.
'That's good, then. I've n-never been in a factory before, d-do they always have people...' he gulped, trying to force out the words. '...B-blowing up...?'
He hoped not, or else he might be next! It seemed so cold in here, even though he was wearing a jacket, or perhaps he was just shaking in fear.
Just then, he noticed the Intern(Seb) speaking, but he couldn't understand any of it.
'I-I'm sorry, what... what did he say?' he asked.

[WaterMelody]

Scri breathed a sigh of relief, do wasnt gonna do anything stupid. Scri then looked over to Dionysia. Scri wished she knew what that mudokon was thinking. "I dont want to belive we're the last Mudanchee alive" Scri said quietly "But i wont let 'em get me, or you". Scri had said this in all seriousness, but inside, her stomach was doing flips. She tried to wrap her mind around what do had said. Could this mean he likes her as...you know...more? Scri's cheekes flushed, then she slaped herself straight. 'Doe is just looking out for me, coz were in this together.' she tought 'nothing more'. Scri wanted to just ignore the feeling, but then it hit her. 'maybe its me that likes him',

OOC: ROMANCE! this is scarier than the fight scenes.

[Zozo the Zrilufet]

(Cafeteria)
Tiro looked around the room after hearing the gunshot and scream.
"Sounded like that girl sliggy Dimitrio hangs out with..." He mumbled before slapping his head on the table in sleep. Dimitrio sat still on the chair for a moment before falling off it and waking.
"Huh?!-What happened?!"
He flinched as Tiny screamed again and began running around noisily in circles.
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(Kitchen)
Agent moaned and looked up at the slig angrily, holding her wound and getting up.
"I'll deal with it...Myself..." She growled through gritted teeth. She picked up a knife from a drawer and held it to herself, wincing and shaking.
"I'll have to get the bullet out..." She almost squeaked. She yelled and threw the knife away after trying.
"Oddamnit, I'm just leaving it there!" She howled in agony.
"Wait a sec...You're that criminal!" She reached for her gun, but didn't find it. She looked as it lay across the floor from her, ready to grab it.
(Outside Kitchen)
Scarface sat outside the kitchen door, closing his eyes and leaning against it.
"Well this sucks..."

[Gretin]

"Wise choice," Ralph answered Arthur, with just the slightest hint of a smile. "One day you'll understand."

He turned, and followed after where the other mudokons had gone. As he got there, he saw what he assumed was the paramite he'd heard them talking about, though he hadn't heard much. And that mudokon, the one who assisted him to bring Anni to the lab.
Feeling slightly uncomfortable in the presence of so many normal mudokons, he simply stood at the back silently.

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Hembar, still keeping to the shadows, watched as the other mudokons all made their way out from the labs and went to some random part of the hallway. Then she realised that the paramite she'd heard speaking was coming up with another mudokon... And she sensed something else behind her...
Turning around, she watched as the meech she'd seen earlier spotted them and started running, somewhat painfully, towards them. Obviously it had been injured somehow... But she'd tried to warn them!

[Splat]

ooc: This RPG is set some time after MO. Right at the beginning #7 Slig mentioned Abe killing Dripik and since then several people have refered to the destruction of Vykker's Labs. The exact time after MO is unspecified. Ten years is likely to be too long though.

Bit confused by Zerox and Gretin; are Hembar and Sturg interacting with the mudokons?

IC:
Anni let go of Kix and knelt down to hug Somi. Jim smiled at Dean, having not noticed Arthur moving away. He knelt down by Anni. "Are you ok? You look pretty bad."
She smiled at him, "Just feel a bit sick." She felt better for seeing her friends, and her head was a little clearer. "Maybe I should just rest for a while in the R&R. I'll probably be back to normal by tomorrow."

[dripik]

OOC: I didn't disappear completely, but I'm really getting tired of this whole animals-loose-people-getting-shot-and-killed thing. I know that Rupture Farms tends to have some injuries, but at a rate like this? It really cuts down RPing morale. You shouldn't be surprised of my absence: why should I even bother if some people don't follow the basic idea? What's the point of keeping some order if it gets messed up over time? I hope you understand what I mean.

Now, I'd like every character to finish this whole animal situation as fast as possible, have lunch or some other normal action. You know, get things calm down again. Then, this version will be closed (I already talked with Splat about this), and W@RF's going to have a break. Summer is coming up, everybody's on vacation, working and other stuff, so they have less time posting here, including me. This way, we won't have to wait for certain people to post. I imagine this break to be at least a month long.

Think this over and share your thoughts. I'm also confused about the story right now, and have other things to do, so no IC for now.

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EDIT:
OOC: Things are done, time for some IC.

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Arnie watched Dionysia as she made her way towards him. After she whispered what she found out, Arnie replied quietly. "By a wierd coincidence, a new worker of ours - a flying Slig - has found some Native-looking weapons in the building. I think he kept them, just to be safe."

"And the way I see it, he's getting friendly with that female Mudokon (Scri) over there. What do you know about her, Dion?"

Meanwhile, another Mudokon (Aida) approached Arnie and held his letter out. Arnie waited for her to speak, but since she didn't, he called #7 Slig.

"Boss?" asked #7 Slig.

"Please read that letter for me." said Arnie.

#7 Slig took the letter from Aida and read it. "It says here that she's Aida and she wants to work here. Oh, and... she's mute."

"I see. Well, there's not much to do right now, you better have lunch, Aida."

Then Slash flew over to them. "What was going on out there?" asked Arnie.

[Munch's Master]

Dek smiled at Domino. "We're not Slap's "owners". He isn't a slave, he's an employee, just like you. Nobody at this factory is "owned", except perhaps the pets. Go ahead and get a rest, it is probably for the best. And feel free to return here if you wish, I'd be happy to have another asitant on board, especially sicne you and Praetyre are odl friends."
he then turned to Arrack.
"We'll need to keep watch over him. I could go try and order some schizophrenia treatment drugs from the nearest Vykkers Labs if you want, or do you think we should let him heal on his own, sicne chemicals probably won't do his body much good.
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Arthur watched Ralph go, slightly confused by his last statement.
"'Ere, if that was a threat then don' bank on it! I am a trained security guard an' solider, ya know....But if it weren't a threat then, sure, whatever."

he was cursing himself for his lack of judgement. I'm gonna pay much more attention to the Docs' work from now on. ,I reckon I could smarten up a bit from them.

[Zerox]

OOC: Sturg is try to follow the signs to the lab in some vague hope of being helped out of his little dilemma. I noted that he was going past the Mudokons as aprtly to show how close he is to the lab by now, and maybe if they'll react. He was meant to be going through the corridor past them, but maybe that's impossible no the map...urgh. Well, doesn't matter too much now.

IC: "What's going on, sir? Things at least seem to be calming down. One psycho Slig who shot a Snuzi at a young Mudokon here for no good reason sorta went mad, and edned up blowing himself up with a grenade. I'm not sure where the criminals have gone, I think one of them was KO'd, and the other is crawling about somewhere....very chaotic out there" said Slash to Arnie.

Sturg saw some Mudokons in front of him along his way to the lab, hopefully they'd just move out the way or something and not try to block him. He tried to talk to the nearest one, hoping it would understand his slurred speech. "Going...tooo-o.......lab...............move" he then continued forward, keeping an eye on the signs nearby. He better try to get there quickly, incase he collapsed or something before he reached it.

[Splat]

Somi, Jim and Anni, who had of course all met Sturg yesterday, looked surprised as he came past them looking very much beaten up.
"What happened to you," Jim asked him.
Somi replied for him, "I saw him earlier surrounded by sligs outside the cafeteria. There wasn't much I could do about it myself so I came looking for you and Anni to see if you could help him."
"You can't go to the lab!" Anni said, "The vykkers will grab you and experiment you or something."

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"Nothing, at the moment," Dionysia replied. "I think Nat's starting to get suspicious of me so I might try and wait for him to wander off before I talk to her." She waited while Arnie talked to Aida and then to #7. While he was talking to the flying slig she turned to #7. "That mud over there is called Nat. We're pretty sure he's the native who let the animals in." She handed him the bag of spooce. "I got this off of him; I've heard natives can use it for weapons so you should keep it away from him. Maybe take it to the vykkers or something."
She left him to decide what to do, whether to grab the native then and there, or to wait for a better chance, maybe when the glukkons aren't around.

ooc: Is Scri and Doe the third romance of W@RF now? I'm fairly sure its the first non-cross-species one. It's all been male slig and female mudokon before. Red Muse and Jayne, Gappiqu and Dionysia (though she is admittedly part slig)...

[Patrick Vykkers]

IC:
Domino replied in Post It notes to the important looking Vykker.
"Well, I'm currently owned by.. no. Does Praetyre's family own the place now? That sort of policy is a 1 in 100,000. Anyway, I'm not applying for a job here, I'm applying to be a secretary. Do you know where I could find the boss, after this crisis blows over?"
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Arrack continued to sleep, curled up in a ball.
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Praetyre cut in to reply to Domino, quietly apologising to his superior.;
"Well Dom, I don't run the place. You'd find the boss around the cafeteria or his office."
Praetyre turned to his superior;
"It would probably be for the best to just give him old fashioned treatment. Some good old rest never hurt anyone.. except for King Bedsore, of course."
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Domino picked up Arrack, cradling him in his arms, trying to comfort him.

[Venks]

OOC: W@RF down for a month!? /slit wrists
I don't think I'd know what to do with myself if W@RF was down.
As for the romance, Doe likes Scri.. he just doesn't realize it. :P

IC: Doe smiled at Scri saying she would protect him. Though the warrior knew she could back up her word. Scri, as a Mudanchee, must be a fearsome fighter.
Doe said to Scri, "For now all we can do is watch from a far, however we can still get things done."
Doe noticed the criminal Intern(Cal) pulling his weapon on one of the Slig security(#9)... that just wouldn't do. Doe ran over to the Slig who had his face being pulled towards the Intern's face. Doe whispered into the Intern's ears, "You don't want to do this, can't you see how none of the security are on you? Keep your low profile. Get out of here."
The Slig just stared at Marvak and Doe wondering if he was going to die or not.

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Chris was just outside of Dek's Lab when he noticed a very large group of Mudokons. Then very oddly he saw a Meech limping towards the Muds, the animal looked very hurt. Chris immediately wanted to help it, but was afraid it would kill him on site. In case the Mudokons hadn't seen the Meech heading towards them Chris shouted, "Mudokons look out for that Meech! The poor thing is hurt and probably confused!"

[Patrick Vykkers]

OOC: I don't mean to be rude, but what's with all this summer stuff? Here, the 6 week holiday doesn't come until the end of next term! Have non NZers got a different schedule?

Well, thanks Dripik. You've made Across the Border something I can put 90% of my OWF effort into. Anyway, you deserve a break.

[Reiji Neko Mitsukai]

Aida nodded, and edged away from the slig (#7), keeping her eyes to the floor as she walked away towards the lunch table. Once she felt she was a safe distance away she raised her eyes, spotting where the food was and getting herself a scrab leg before sitting down at a table alone.

[Slaveless]

OOC: About the romance thing: I am still very eager to continue Gappiqu's and Dionysia's little tale. But I still need RG-49 to get to the Armory. In the meantime, I will see how Scri and Doe end up. I mean, this is sort interesting. Two infertile native Mudokons creating some romance together? No doubt about it that Stivik should have stayed a little longer to tell the Magog Cartel about this.

@Dripik: Well, a vacation eh? From W@RF? I guess that could expand time with me getting more time to do other stuff. (I don't leave to go to a foreign area over the summer, my family just can't do that) I wonder where our ideas will go now. Personally, I would think OWF would get a little dull from there on. I would have Pat's RPG to work with and that's it. But I guess I shouldn't be waiting weeks and weeks for someone's post. (Notice how this happens when I'm not on vacation!)

In case you guys are wondering, Mark and Joel are the same person. He is named after someone I know, who is named Mark, but calls himself Joel. So sometimes I just mix them up.

IC:

Isaac simply scrubbed the tiles while the Mudokons talked to each other. He hoped there would become a point where he could ask one of them to see how this place in run. Yet, he was not into so much luck.

A Meech started to come by, and he freezed in shock. He never saw one in his life and he never knew any existed anymore. How could a Meech be in the factory of all places? And more importantly, how far was this factory going to go to continue being absolutely ridiculousily weird? This just seemed insane.

Then the Meech spoke. That was it for Isaac. First, a wildlife creature that is suppose to be extinct comes in the factory, and now, it just spoke. Like Somi. This was simply too overwhelming for Isaac, and he just fainted in the pure shock of it.

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While Isaac fainted, his brothers continued to wait for him to come back with help. They all were in pure boredom and they looking for something to do.

Jacob's stomach started to grumble in hunger and he moaned slightly. He hadn't eaten since two days ago. That was too long for a Mudokon. He whined to his brothers, "Come on, we haven't eaten in two days! How long can we put up wit' dis?"

Joel commented to Jacob, "Not very long at dis rate,"

Silence came along in response to the two Mudokons. Matthew suddenly perked up, "Hey guys, how 'bout one of us goes to get us some food?"

Noah responded a little joyful, "Not a bad idea! I would want a whole Scrab Cake for myself!"

"But whose gonna carry all 'dose pies? We're hungry too!"

Mike simply replied, "I guess I coud'. Not a problem for me,"

"Well, that would be nice. And I guess Isaac won't be coming back any time soon," said Athoney.

The rest just nodded their head in reply. And off Mike went, a little happily that he could sasitfy his hunger at last.

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Kix watched as her friends rejoiced in the sight of being with each other and talked to each on how they were doing. It was like some sort of family reunion! (Well, yeah, it kind of was) She smiled a bit in all of this happiness and liked how things were turning out well.

She was about to say something when Sturg came around. Apparently, Anni and Somi seemed to know the fella, and he didn't look good. She trusted him a little more if Anni knew about the Meech, since it probably wasn't going to hurt either of them. But how could they keep him around. There probably was a reason why he was in the factory instead of the Stockyards. Yet, how long could they keep him around? It was pretty hard keeping Somi around in the factory as it was, but now a Meech that could talk? And the Meech probably couldn't go back to the Stockyards. Sligs and Mudokons would want to get it. And Dek and his crew would just want to disect him or something like that. There weren't too many places to keep the Meech.

Suddenly, a new Vykker came along telling them no new information. She didn't know what to do in this situation. There was simply nothing she can do. So she just whispered, "So now what? We have a hurt Anni, a hurt Meech, and a Vykker on our case. What do we do?"

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Slap realized that Arrack seemed really appearative to him, as he looking at him as if he was his father. At last, his time spent with Arrack trying to feel better worked out. And when the ugly Slig fell asleep, he got a feeling as if things were going to be better.

By seeing Domino act towards Slap revealed some new information on Interns themselves. First of all, he wasn't the only one that was served as a slave with Vykkers. Second, Interns aren't quite as intelligent as he was. And thrid, Interns do know nurturing techinques. The rocking motion Domino was using with Arrack reminded him of his care toward his other patients. Perhaps that came from generations of Mudokon egg handling? He never knew if Interns like that or not, but he wasn't to real sure. He would need to have to know more about Interns from Praetyre or Dek.

He realized Arrack and Domino were going to leave after the situation was over. So he decided he could give Domino some final instructions. He typed down, "First of all, there is not a problem of you being here. Personally, I will tell you I am just glad to see another Intern. Ironically, I only know about as much about Interns as a Mudokon knows about their mother. I only know rumors or what Vykkers say about them. Really, I have never met an Intern to share an actual conversation with. And I am quite frankly not surprised that I am rather different. I was raised without techno, rock, or The Thudslugs to provide the culture of the average Intern.

Second of all, it is all right for you to go to the R+R. Arrack needs a rest from all the stress his body has gone through. When he does wake up and you are still with him, be sure to leave him some instruction that he has to take this liquid," Slap pointed to the Chill Pills and Espresso mix liquid and the box of pills that were key for the hormone balance. He continued typing, "And these pills at least every 14 hours. This will help him in all his deformity. That is all I ask,"

He turned back to Praetyre and Dek and typed, "Fellow Vykkers, now that my job with Arrack is completed for the day, can I be granted a slight sleeping break tonight? I haven't had a ten hour rest since I was 23. So all I ask is that I need some sort of sleep. I need to work off my Candle Wax Syndrome anyway.

And also, I do believe our attention should be focused on Molt. He has just came here, and we probably need to diagnose him for nearily dying,"

[Patrick Vykkers]

IC:
Praetyre turned to his superior;
"Sir, could I have one too? I'm feeling damn tired after all of this medical work, and quite frankly I've been at it, plus the resolving, most of the day. I'd at least like to unwind and maybe chat with Arrack and Domino and Slap for a bit and have a good Z pumping session."
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Domino picked up Arrack's medication, nodding towards the other Intern.He wrote him another, final note;
"Nice apron."
Domino walked off with Arrack in his arms, walking out of the laboratory towards the door marked R&R.
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Praetyre spoke again;
"What's gotten into Domino? He's a lot more airy than usual. Of course, Inhabitants change over time, so oh well. But anyway sir, how about my break?"

[skillyaslig]

OOC: A break eh? Well, I do have holidays, and are going off somewhere, so that'll be good...
IC:
Cylepso looked at Wic and shook her head, "Eh, just ignore him, he was being a ass."
"Mnmah nma, ghnam nmama ghan ahnmama gmnha mnahaj." Seb grumbled, looking annoyed.
"Ah huh."
"Nmhan."
"Whatever, Sebbie, keep your doggerel comments to your self, he doesn’t need to hear-"
"mnhah ghamma!" Seb snaps, glaring.
"Okay, keep your headphones on! Jezz!" Looks at Wic, "Yeah, he’s just grumpy...Well, I can safely say, that that slig bomb thing was a rather rare event, or so I think, not too much violence around here. Well...today been fairly fast but..." Shrugs and shakes her head.
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Jatt snapped, "Animals have feelings too, yo' idiot, they think, and feel and whatnot."
"Yeah, an' chippunks can fly!" Jutt retorted in disgusted tones.
"Oh, shut up! Fine, animals don’t feel then."
"Told ye."
"I’m not being serious! Odd, get a grip."
"What’s that supposed to mean?"
"Ye know very well, mister." Jatt growled, rolling his eyes.
"I have a grip, thank you. A good one indeed."
"Your mad, off yer nut, gone off the broom handle-"
"Fine, I get it. I'm mad. Greta, done?" Jutt grumbled.
"Yo' not mad. Yer just...confused," Jatt said desperately.
"Whatever! Fine, I didnt mean ta attack dat mud-" Jutt broke off, looking confused.
"Ahah! See? You know ye did somethin' wrong."
"Didn’t."
"See, thats your problem. Yo never let anyone in. Always stalking off by yeself-"
"I like my piracy.”
“Ah, yeah.” Jatt said, in disbelieving tones.
‘I do, Ye might like talkin’ tah others, but I don’t-”
“Well, yeah-”
“Even,” Jatt butted in, “though you used to be a social, nice person before that incident.”
Jutt didn’t respond, still Jatt continued, “now, a good way to get over yer problems is to admit you have one. Now, do ye have a problem?”
“No.”
“Wrong.”
“Well, I don’t.”
“Sure.”
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Vester looked brain-dead, then murmured, “Bomb gone…” And lowered his flamethrower.
Lenny flopped about on the floor like a fish, yelping, “Boomboomboom!!!”
“Boom…” Vester said softly then saw a little scrab, Peach, eating a hunk of flesh from the ground, “Scrabbie little. What you eating?”