OOC: Whoa, I did miss a lot.
Has Molt been captured yet? Has anything been decided with my characters?
Just imform me if there was.
OK, would you guys keep your posts to the maximum of three? It is getting us old members a hard time to type regularly with all of this commotion.
Last time I saw such violence on the RPG, my character had a sonar implanted on his head, lost an eye, and an arm. So guys, no matter how tempting, violence is not something I like see! This RPG can’t be any fun if guts are seen daily!
IC:
Jacob erupted from his bed inside the R+R when he first heard a yell. Last night, he was pretty convinced that this factory was just as strange as a Mudokon with a gun to him. Sure, a flow of Mudokons and Sligs were normal, but everyone seemed to have a word around here. Mudokons discussed with Sligs like they were friends and Glukkons actually took the time to talk to a Mudokon. Literally. The violence was pretty much normal, but he had felt a strange feeling inside, as if he was soothed by all of the activites. One Mudokon seemed to almost glow to him....
Now, he didn’t see too many people in the R+R, but heard gunshots, yellings, screams, and discussions going on outside. He leaped out ofhis covers and tried to sneak toward the door. He saw that his brothers were just as interested, so Joel, Noah, Matthew, and Isaac followed. Anothney and Mike stayed behind, because they were making sure Sam wouldn’t completely flip out on this commotion. The peaked outside from the door, and gasped. A Mudokon and a Slig had been shot already and one Slig had been trying to threaten the rest with a grenade.
The five brothers never imagined an open fire would come onto all of those people. At first, it looked an act of terrorism just occurred. But if so, why were Sligs trying to help the Mudokons? Were they too in the act? But some were talking about someone being possessed, others were concerned of getting a medical’s help. Just then, a Slig (#7) came out to settle some things around the place. But instead, a black-skinned Mudokon tried to shoot at the one with a grenade. That new Slig (#7) then tried to barge the butt of his gun at the Slig’s (CD) grenade. Nothing seemed like anything good would come out of this.
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Kix has dreamt of Anni's new garden, with hundreds of herbs growing from the ground. The fields were untouched by the Industerials and Sligs were nowhere about. She saw Jim with a happy face, assisting her with watering the plants, while Anni helped, with a smile that could turn a suicidal Mudokon wired. She too, smiled. Her dream was perfect like a vision from the positive future. For a second, Kix believed that something so great couldn't be fake.
Her positive dream was rudily interrupted by gunfire. Kix shot up and she tore off her covers and slammed her feet on the ground. Kix scanned the rapidly changing R+R, only to see five Mudokons looking outside and three beside a bed. She could not find Anni. She came to the bed beside her, which had Dean in it, and shouted, “Dean wake up, there’s trouble outside, and I can’t find Anni!”
Figuring that she probably needed to do something before someone else got hurt outside, she cried at the five Mudokons by the R+R door, “What the Odd is going on outside!?”
Isaac heard what Kix had said and forced himself to gulp. He replied wearingly, “A Slig out there is threatening to blow up the corrider. I don’t know what happened, but one Slig has been shot and so has a female Mudokon. Another female has a….”
Kix grew intense and interrupted Isaac by screaming, “Is she a little pinkish grey?!?”
“The one with the gun? No, she is black. But there is one with that describation who has been shot twice.”
Kix didn’t reply any further with that Mudokon. She sprinted faster than Isaac could say huh, and pulled aside each of the five away so she can get outside. She looked outside to see all the employees doing exactly what Isaac had said, and scanned everyone. At last, she caught sight of Anni and dashed over to her. She saw that she was being carried by another Mudokon (Ralph) and was being assisted by Jim. Ignoring the commotion with CD, she shouted at Jim, “How bad is it!? And we need to get out of here, this place can get seriousily messed up now!!”
She then later realized that Jim was helping Anni getting to the Laboratory. It was probably up to her to come along. Yet she did not know if she could trust that so called hospital. Dek was in there and she knew Anni didn’t trust Dek. But she guessed that if they forced Dek to just treat her, nothing bad would happen.
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Jacob watched Kix try to help her shot friend and felt left out. He should be doing something as well! He whispered to Matthew, “Hey, why are we just standin’ here? We should do somethin’!”
Matthew replied with a dead serious tone, “The people out there are doin’ thins’ that we can’t compete with! If we do help, what would we do?! That mutant already got himself lookin’ for help! And that female already knows what to do!
Besides, if that grenade does go off, we would have to be the ones to scoop the up! We can’t risk ourselves if we can help later! I mean, we could carry the injuried into some healin’ place. And if some die, the Glukkons would want someone to clean up the blood and body parts, right?”
Jacob didn’t like the answer, but he knew it was true. They had to stay and watch and see what they could do later on.
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Back at the Laboratory, Slap sat on a chair, monitering the patients he performed on that morning and night. It was successful, and Arrack should be healing from the Espresso Chill Pill mix and the genetic information from Stuey. So far, the humidity increasing Stuey was not a problem, as it started to decline over night.
Slap was surprised to see Praetyre coming in and saying when the Sligs were going to awake. It seemed forever since he saw Stuey awake, mainly because the whole night had nothing exciting. Slap shifted in his chair and prepared to face Arrack again, since the lunatic had such a strange habit of believing lies that Arrack thought up.
Slap realized that Praetyre had left before he could ask him to give him some of that soup that Arthur had back in the cafeteria. It had been almost a day since he had tasted anything, and Slap usually had something to drink every 7 hours. Slap was uneased by the hunger he had, but retained his sanity and continued to watch.
Slap watched as Arrack woke up and bashed all sorts of nonsense. Slap had been preparing for this all night, so he knew exactly what to type down. Retaining such a figure would only encourage his behaviour. If Slap just acted as if he was simply a friend, maybe Arrack’s insanity would lessen. Acting as if he had blanked out on what had just happened, Slap smoothly typed down,
“Arrack, I came here because I heard you had a love for music. I, an Intern, love music, and perhaps you had a song for me. Not a hard rock song, just one that was soft. So, may you sing a song for me?”
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