At last! Sorry it's a day or too late, I did a sponsored 24 hour fast over the weekend (where you go without foog for 24 hours) and I couldn't really concentrate to write anything good. It's wierd how much we (or I) take food for granted.
Anyway, it's finished at last but if there are a large amount of spelling mistakes its cus i cut my finger and i have a plaster round it which is making typing hard.
Anyway, I'll get n with it shall I?
Chapter 10
Abe
"Ok, we eventually found a map," I began, shooting a murderous look at Munch, "And it looks like this place is pretty high security: It’ll take us most of the way to Glucose so they can afford to keep the place locked up. The trains are all stocked up 3 hours before they leave and then checked about 20 times after that. Our train leaves in about 2 hours and 20 minutes and the passage is shut up with laser walls, greeters, locking doors and the like 40 minutes before that. Sligs are locked in the passage until after the train sets off."
"So what you’re saying is," Munch began in that tone of his that makes you want to punch his face in, "We’ve got 2 hours and 15 minutes to get past a ton of electric walls, drills, doors, greeters and about a hundred sligs, sneak on board the train, find somewhere to hide where we won’t be found by a bunch of sligs-"
"And Abe will wanna save the slaves," Splat put in helpfully.
"Yeah, save all the eejit mudokons around the building and do all this without dying painfully or messily? That about right Stitch-Lips?"
"No."
"Ok then, let m- Hang on, no? Whadaya mean, no?"
"No! Negative! Incorrect! Not for the first time in your life Munch, you’re wrong! Now, do you understand that or would you like me to get you a thesaurus?"
"So what are we gonna do?" Munch asked, ignoring my answer.
"You are gonna go with Alf and find another snoozer to possess near the passage to the train platform, where you’ll fry any sligs going in or out while Alf looks after your body. I’m gonna go save the mudokons; Splat is gonna go switch off the security system in the passage so we can get through to the bl00dy train alive! Now did you follow all that Munch?"
"Course I did! What, you think I’m some kind of idiot?"
"Yes I do. I’m glad we finally understand each other."
Splat
20 minutes of darting through shadows, hacking up sligs and ducking past motion sensors later, I was on my way to the security base with no idea how to hack into a security system with only Abe’s advice that places like this were never as hi-tech as they first appeared. That hadn’t helped much.
Not that Abe had cared. He was too get Munch and Alf to where they were supposed to be without the building going up in flames so I just found myself a map and set off.
I don’t care what Abe says, there were more motion sensors in that building than there probably are in this half of Mudos, both on greeters and on walls. In fact these guys went as far as security cameras, which hadn’t been used in a long time in most places cause they required using slig guards who could be more useful sleeping somewhere where they could be stepped on, rather than sleeping in a small room full of security monitors displaying a variety of sporting events.
So the glukkons didn’t (and hopefully won’t ever) know where are villages are, but they’re not idiots (despite how it may seem) and they may have been able to work out roughly where we were centred and had bumped up security around that place. Especially when trains travelling 2 thirds of the way across the continent were involved.
So these guys liked their security. And after 20 minutes of ducking around security cameras and only being half way to where we were meant to be I was thinking maybe I should find a quicker way of doing this or it was gonna be next week before I got to the flippin passage. For some reason I don’t think Abe would be very impressed with that…
So when I spotted a security monitor room thing up ahead I stopped to decide if I should disable the security or not before continuing.
You can always tell the security monitor room by 3 signs. First: It always has one long window leading into the corridor that always has blinds over it, even if the building has no other windows or window coverings at all anywhere else. Second: You can always here cheering coming from the room, originating from the wide variety of sporting events playing within. And Third: The door always has "Monitor Room" or something to the same effect written on it.
So I was standing there, about to move having just decided to pass the room because I didn’t want to set off the alarm when I heard a buzzing noise coming from a corner above my head. I turned round quickly and peered into the shadowy corner. After a few seconds of my eyes adjusting to the dark, I spotted a security camera attached to the ceiling, turning round towards me.
I swore.
It turned a bit more, pointed at me directly in the face and at the same second a scream emitted from the security monitor room.
"OH ODD, NO!!!!!!!"
A voice answered frantically: "What is it Kreg?"
I raised my head to screech, when, "Cindy just caught Brad in bed with Mandy!!!"
The other slig gave a loud, dramatic gasp. "Oh Odd, how could they?"
"I know! It’s terrible!" I breathed out. "I gotta go tell Meskak, he’ll go nuts after missin this!"
The door handle to the room turned from the inside. I swore again.
And there you have one of the earliest bad jokes I had planned for this fic. Comments (and probably insults) are generally welcome, 2 posts=next chapter (which will hopefully come on time next weekend) and I loves every one of ya!
Before I go, I have an important message (duhduhduhduhduhduhduhduuuuuuuh) Magog on the march, ect ect ect.
Originally in Splat Martor released Xalarr from his execution cus Xalarr told him about this stuff he'd invented he called the Elixer of Life (tarrtaratata) which would allow a person to inhabit a different body when they die. Xalarr will come back into the story later on (probably) but the whole Elixer thing it turns out (I'll put it in the edited Splat if it ever comes into existence) was just a scam of Xalarrs who knows Martor well enough to know his weaknesses, to get himself out of execution. What Martor recieved was a sample of experimental filth-sensitive herbal shampoo. So there is no Elixer and Xalarr is now free to make himself a problem for his inventions. This was originally gonna develope into a proper plot but basically it was a really rubbish idea. When i decided I was gonna bring Martor back in it blew the whole thing out the window, as you will see later...
Sorry for any inconvenience this may have caused, we at "Splat's Stories co." regret any problems, mental trauma or loss of limbs caused during or due to the reading/writing of this message.
Last edited by Splat; 03-01-2005 at 11:03 AM..
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It's making me even eager to see your story now! 
I just love how you capture the personalities of the characters because of the way you make them sarcastically funny most of the time! 