Oddworld: Casino Magog -

Patrick Vykkers · #91 08-04-2007, 03:21 PM

IC: Chic nodded, and went up the hall, stopping at a room marked Labour Room #17.

skillyaslig · #92 08-05-2007, 01:07 AM

OOC: Ah yes, thee need for thee customers.
“For heavens sake Alex, calm down, will ya?”
“Calm down? I’ll show you calm you blundering idiot-”
Maxwell gave Alex a nudge and said, “A honest mistake. Just forget it. Its only a stupid valet.”
Alex scowled but fell silent. Maxwell glanced about and said, “No whatta we do?”
“How would I know?’ Alex replied sulkily.
“Aww, come on Allie. Loosen up.”

Venks · #93 08-05-2007, 04:51 AM

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OOC: Blast it Venks where are you?

OOC: No worries Patrick honey. Do you think I'd leave you? I was just a little burned down from writing the next part of my fic. You should check it out.

IC: Like a knight in shining armor a Mudokon in a purple janitor's outfit came up to Chris and asked, "May I take your bags, miss?"
Chris was overcome with blushing due to mistaking the Mudokon's duties for kindness. Chris replied with a innocent school girl voice, "Of course Mister. My name is Christina Licentiousman. You can just call me Chris if you want."
Chris lost himself to a fit of giggles then asked, "Whats your name?"

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Not sure if any cameras were zoomed up on him or not Copper decided to play it safe. He played the first few games on the Slot Machine completely fair, losing each one. Then Copper activated his visor recording the slot machines pattern. He played back the pattern is slow time. Then he lost another game just to test what the panels would land on and how long it took for the panels to stop moving.
The cheat thought to himself. "This will be a piece of cake." Copper continued to play fair. Not wanting to win big in first few hours.. it would be to suspicious.

Munch's Master · #94 08-05-2007, 05:01 AM

Jerik then noticed Copper at the slots.
"Hey! You! C'mmere, I'm looking for some shmucks ta play a game of poker with, ya in, or ya too scared you'll lose your money?"
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Marty nodded at Chic. "Ta for that, and the misunderstanding's fine. I'll be down at the Casino in a minute to organise everything, so don't worry about me not doing my job."
He went into the room and looked around. It was nothing special, but at least a step up from sleeping houses. He then suddenyl realised he hadn't actually brought any luggage with him.
"Bugger. I don't want to have to send off for it from my old apartment. The delivery costs will be massive. I'll just go ask Bernie if he can get someone to pick it up.....Why am I talking to myself?"
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Flak prodded Chic in the back with one large hand. "Hey. Boss still wants stuff dropped off in his room. Move it. Don't forget our labour room either."

Patrick Vykkers · #95 08-05-2007, 08:07 PM

OOC: Honey? In some states, I could leave you a hobo for that.
IC:
Chic moved, with a slight look of annoyance on his face.
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Grou replied to the young Vykker woman before him;
"My name is Grou Marx, lovely Miss Licentiousman. And I'm here to help you."
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glitch taimer · #96 08-06-2007, 05:25 AM

IC: As he continued on his way to the stairs, Rus listened to the conversation between the valet slig and the slig in the dress. He grinned to himself momentarily, ammused by the valet slig's embarrasment. When the slig approached Rus and began calling him Dave, Rus made a mental not that the slig was mentally ill. He just simply ignored all of the valet's other questions. Continuing the walk to his hotel, Rus overheard the the mudoken slave (Chic) and the valet. Slig sleeping house?! He may be broke, but there was no way he was sleeping in there like a mudoken slave. Then an idea sprang into his head. Rus would steal the money. He ran some canidants through his head. That big cheese glukkon looked very wealthy, but Rus didn't feel like getting beat to pulp or killed by those to body guards. Then he noticed that the valet said something about his hotel room. He must have some moolah! Quietly, Rus followed the valet up the hotel and into his hotel room. As the valet talked to himself, Rus attemted to pickpocket the slig.

OOC: Well Rus succeed? That is for Munch's Master to decied.

Munch's Master · #97 08-06-2007, 06:11 AM

IC:
Marty vaguely sensed somebody else in the room with him. He turned round and saw the Slig he'd talked to earlier.
"Hey! how come you're in my room? Is this still about the Dave thing? I told you, that was because I needed an excuse to escape the transvestite. Happy now?"

glitch taimer · #98 08-06-2007, 07:40 AM

IC:
"Hey! How come you're in my room?" was all Rus heard. He ran out the door, afraid he had been caught in the act of stealing. He found a small shadowy corner that he hoped would hide him. His gray skin blended very well.

Slig 7665 · #99 08-06-2007, 09:52 AM

Name:Slax
Gender:Male
Species:Slig
Age:20 human years
Physical Description:He wears a black leather face mask and Jet black pants and he also weres a bandoiler.
Equipment:Bandoiler machine gun night/heat vision goggles and a silenced pistol.
Personality:Slax is genrally laid back but loyal to his friends.
Class:Employee
Biography: Slax has just finished his training and is serching for his first job.

sooo how do I start

Patrick Vykkers · #**100** 08-06-2007, 12:21 PM

OOC: Just go IC then put an introductory message having your character emerge from the train or enter the casino in some other way.

Venks · #**101** 08-06-2007, 12:34 PM

The Mudokon in his ever sweet voice, or at least thats how Chris viewed it, said, "My name is Grou Marx, lovely Miss Licentiousman. And I'm here to help you."
Chris was overcome by another fit of giggles. Chris was actually faking her sweet demeanor though. Chris has always been used to such treatment and loved the attention. The young Vykker's cunning mind had been the end for many of her lovers, but what did that matter to her? Chris was far too self-absorbed to care.
Wanting to keep up her appearance and hopefully charm the Mudokon in one sweep Chris curtsied before Grou, "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Grou." Then Chris threw some fake, but very convincing, desperation in her voice, "I don't know what I would be doing without you."

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Copper was losing interest in the slot machines as he continued to play fair. Occasionally winning a small sum but in the end he would spend all of those winnings on continual plays. That was how these slot machines worked. You would just start out playing thinking, "I'm gonna play with a 500 moolah limit." You start to get bored and are ready to quit when you start getting those 50 moolah wins. You get back into the game spending all the moolah in your limit but right near the end you win 600 moolah. You start getting excited and just feed moolah into the machine no longer caring. Next thing you know you've spent all of that 600 moolah and have passed your limit and gone into real moolah.
Copper wasn't about to fall for this though. It wouldn't matter. He was here to win big not this Mud change. Right about then a well dressed Glukkon in blue noticed Copper and barked, ""Hey! You! C'mmere! I'm looking for some shmucks ta play a game of poker with. Ya in or ya too scared you'll lose your money?"

Copper just laughed inwardly. Apparently this Glukkon didn't know a notorious cheater when he saw one. From the looks of it the Glukkon was well off too. Now this was the kind of moolah Copper was after, it could be a bit risky though. Not wanting to miss this chance Copper managed a weak smile and said, "Sure. I'd love ta play a good game of poker."
Copper rose from his seat and walked over to the Glukkon.. oh this was starting to look like a good day.

Patrick Vykkers · #**102** 08-06-2007, 12:42 PM

IC:
Grou heard the Vykker girl reply to him and blushed with the flattery. He spoke to her, kindly though professionally, while picking up her bags;
"Where should I take these? Have you booked a room? Which one?"

Slig 7665 · #**103** 08-07-2007, 03:11 AM

IC: Slax looked out the window of the feeco train and saw the huge building witch whould hopefully be his new workplace the train soon stoped and Slax got out and walk into the casino.

Munch's Master · #**104** 08-07-2007, 04:34 AM

IC:
Jerik grinned, then turned to the Chronicler. "You in?"
He looked at Copper. He had watched him on the slots. The Slig was focused, not the usual 'greedy gambler' focused, but an intelligent concentration, as though he knew just hwo, when and why he'd win on the slots. "He's probably good at cheating on slots, but I doubt he'll last at poker. He thinks I'm some dumb shmuck of a gambler. Heh.
Jerik motioned to Slak to put a cigar in hsi mouth and light it. Slak did so, then Jerik hopped over to a poker table, carefully choosing a seat. He postioned himself opposite the karaoke bar, aiming to use the disco ball as a mirror if neccessary.
"Come on! And don't worry, if my guard Slak's prescence is bothering you, I'll have him join the game too."
He muttered to the Big Bro "You pay your own entry fee, Slak."
The strategy behind entering Slak was simple- provided Slak made himself a poor gambler in Jerik's favour- 'accidental' flashes of cards, badly timed bluffs, etc. Jerik would have an upper hand for his card counting scheme. However, he was also aiming to find a way to switch the house deck with his own deck, although he knew it'd be tough if the Slig was as good a gambler as he suspected.
He whispered to Slak "Remember- if I switch the deck, the key phrase is "Time to play for real." That's when you do your thing."
"Right boss."
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Flak continued to follow Chic through the hotel.
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Marty shrugged as the Slig ran out. "Oh...well, better find Bernie and ask him about the entertainment."
He exited his room, locking it behind him, and made his way out of the hotel back to the front entrance, reaching Bernie.
"Ah, hello sir. I'm one of your employees. I work as a greeter and guide for the casino ground floor, and I'm organising the entertainment and cabaret. Just wondering, how limited are my bookings? For instance, would getting Snuzis N Roses to perform on karaoke night be out of the budget?"
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glitch taimer · #**105** 08-07-2007, 04:49 AM

IC: Rus sat in the shadows as the valet slig passed him and went out the door. Emerging from the shadows, Rus walked back to the valet's room. It was locked. Rus beat his head into the door out of shear stupidity. Why hadn't he brought his lock pick with him? Then he remembered he hadn't eaten all day. He left the hotel and went back to the area he had met that vykker that worked here. When he arrived he asked the vykker, "Do the emplyees get free food here?"

dragonzardman · #**106** 08-07-2007, 10:55 AM

IC: Doogem, finally realising the train had stopped he let go of the pole and folowed the others to the hotel saying "wow i ant had a trip like tat since i ate dat uncooked paramite meat, it was very eventful.

Slig 7665 · #**107** 08-07-2007, 11:22 AM

IC: Slax called out hey can any one help me "I'm looking for a job".

Patrick Vykkers · #**108** 08-07-2007, 03:39 PM

IC:
Bernie spoke to a nearby Slig;
"Go through into the building behind me and use the autofones. Just follow the instructions posted on the wall there."
Bernie then turned back to Jerry's valet Slig;
"50k or 200k? I can pay less for only a 1 hour concert, or pay them an extra 150k to play their entire discography. Either way, I have enough in my own personal multimillionaire fortune to pay for it. And I can raise around 13k an hour with auctions."
Bernie then turned to a Slig;
"Breakfast, morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, dessert, and 2 snacks."

alf's brother's mate · #**109** 08-08-2007, 01:39 AM

Species:mudokon
Age: unknown
Physical Description: Not much is known about tyre, only that he carries the deadliest slingshot known to oddworld, gerrun, crafted by bigface and a handfull of other faithfull natives.he is medium sized, lean and has pale green/blue skin. he is also incredibly agile.
Equipment:slingshot, and a chanting rune.
Personality:tyre is very inconspicous,and likes a gamble, but he has to be carefull-if the glukkons see him he might find himself working at the casino!
Class:escapee worker
Biography:escaped from rupturefarms and has ever since wanted to pay the glukkons back for the hard slave labour which they put him through.(he also has a large scar along his back where a scrab attacked him.)
IC:
Tyre walks in through the door wearing a scrabskin loin cloth and a tunic, made from the same material. He walks over to slax, and says
"i hear they are looking for new guards at Rupturefarms, how about that?"
several of the surrounding beings laugh, including zep, who is cut short by a sharp glance from Tyre.
"oh and by the way, my name is Tyre" Tyre looks at him inquisitivley. "well? are you interested?"

alf's brother's mate · #**110** 08-08-2007, 02:08 AM

"it was just a suggestion..."

Slig 7665 · #**111** 08-08-2007, 02:21 AM

OOC:Hey Alf's bro no controling my charicter edit your post plese and no double posting.

IC: Slax looks at Tyre "thanks but no thanks I'm kinda looking for a job here so why are you here".

Slig 7665 · #**112** 08-08-2007, 02:22 AM

OOC: ah were did this come from.

glitch taimer · #**113** 08-08-2007, 04:30 AM

OOC: Alf's brother's mate, please don't god mod or double post.

IC: Turning away from the vykker, Rus walked to the cafeteria. Maybe they would have a restraunt or something there. Who cares as long as its food. When he entered the hotel, he found a sign pointing to a large resteraunt in the middle of the hotel. 'I'm not waiting around to be served!' thought Rus. He grabbed a nearby plate of scrab cakes and attacked them.

Patrick Vykkers · #**114** 08-08-2007, 04:34 AM

OOC: Door? Rupture Farms? Surrounding beings? Eh?

alf's brother's mate · #**115** 08-08-2007, 04:36 AM

Tyre looks away and reaches for his scrab cloth and tightens it around his chest. "i mean, if your not bothered..."
WHICH YOU OBVIOUSLY AREN'T thought tyre.
"I'm here to win some money, ya know how you do." Tyre looked down, " in fact, do yo want a game of poker?"

Munch's Master · #**116** 08-08-2007, 12:26 PM

OOC: Pat, Marty the Valet has no connections at all with Jerik. They just happened to be on the same bus. Just so you know, since you referrred to Marty as "Jerry's Valet"
IC:
Bernie then turned back to Jerry's valet Slig;
"50k or 200k? I can pay less for only a 1 hour concert, or pay them an extra 150k to play their entire discography. Either way, I have enough in my own personal multimillionaire fortune to pay for it. And I can raise around 13k an hour with auctions."

Marty replied "I'd go for the 1 hour concert, no point shelling out for the lot when we've not got many customers yet, eh? Although, to be honest that was just an example. Still, if that's in the budget I'll try book it. When is karaoke night at the moment, or are you leaving that to me?"

Patrick Vykkers · #**117** 08-08-2007, 02:42 PM

IC:
Bernie spoke to the valet Slig again;
"I'm appointing you director of entertainment. You have the authority to request concert events, which I have the semifinal say on, decide the timing of entertainment events, kick out rowdy viewers, carry a gun, enter any hotel room and boot customers for cheating. Here's a complete list."
Bernie took out a purple sheet and passed it to the Slig.
"Right now, however, I have a more important task for you. Stand in front of the tower and direct Inhabitants to the autofones until pretty much everyone has left that train and all 3 vans have come and a stretched limo arrives. Do that, then go back to your ordinary duties."
OOC: Leaving room for more characters to enter. The train is for all species, the vans are for Mudokons, and the stretch limo is for Glukkons.

Zozo the Zrilufet · #**118** 08-08-2007, 02:58 PM

The group thought for a moment.
"Lower class is fine by me!" Lulu announced while others nodded. Tangla looked around the bright and flashing casino. Mike rubbed his red eyes at the lights while Vobos flinced at a sound. Yapping barking.

Howler, the smelly slig toddler that smelt like he'd been flushed in the toilet and dragged out by a plunger, ran up to Salve and Brudda.
"You ditched me!" He whined. "I'm telling MOMMY!" he yowled.

alf's brother's mate · #**119** 08-09-2007, 12:20 AM

Seeing that no-one was even remotley intrested, he put down his bony arm and headed for the cafeteria. he saw a slig leant over the scrab cakes and headed in his direction. he placed two scrab cakes and a paramite pie on his plate, and ran it over with a layer of glossy honey. he then walked away and sat down on a nearby chair.

Zerox · #**120** 08-09-2007, 01:54 AM

IC: Salve looked down at Howler, still no idea what it was on about..."Well, guys, I'll go pay up and get us some rooms." He walked up to the secretary, and booked a large room with 4 beds. he figured the others would sleep on the floor, and there were always spare blankets. He booked two nights, and would get more if they needed more. He took the keys and went back "We got us a room, #17, for the lot of us. Let's go take a look" Salve went to the room, and unlocked the door. This wasn't quite so bad as expected for a lower class room, though it contained mostly the bare minimum, a tv with only the base 6 channels, 4 beds, a bathroom, a pay fone, and a cupboard with some extra blankets etc. in. Fortunately, room service was free to call up via the fone, though they had to be paid extra. A drinks refrigerator also sat on a shelf in the room, with cans of Soulstorm Brew, and some Rupturefarms products, i.e. Meech Munchies, Scrab Cakes, most of the better ones. Off course, the thing had sensors so you had to pay if you took something out. He went in and lay back on a bed, and sighed, covering his face with a hand.