Work at Rupture Farms (v.9)

[Munch's Master]

OOC: That is how NOT to RP. Knocking out other players' characters with no warning or permission and radically changing and interrupting events isn't a good thing. If Splat comes on and decides to leave things be then fine, but in future don't just KO people with no reason nor warning.

[Jimmy-le-sniper]

Dammit...Sorry you're right. I should have warned before. I'll not do it again.

I'll just wait Splat's to tell me what to do.

(Maybe I can just aim at Vikkers instead of use tazers, or something.

[T-nex]

Honestly Jimmy, everything you've done so far is just... wrong...

A plot was evovlving there, and you rudely just barged into it. This will make things very complicated, messy and probably annoy the original players. Second this rp is NOT about violence and fights. it may happen, but not without a good reason.

Third, godmoding/powerplaying is really annoying too, and you're doing both. You're control other people's characters, and your character is unreasonably powerful/heroic.

I suggest you kinda keep a way a bit, and do some serious backreading before participating.

I don't mean to offend you or anything. You grammar/spelling and style is alright which is commendable.

[Jimmy-le-sniper]

I've read the whole W@RF V1 and a bit of V2 but that's wasn't enough...Yeah, I realised my mistakes, and I've edited my post to delete the "godmodding part" and everything. Sorry about that. I'd be glad if we just can "rewind the tape" and make like it never happened but I doubt this is possible.

Sometimes I just can't help myself to do heroic things and it's going to far...Apologies to everyone, and I'll stay away for a while, unless my intervention is required to fix my mistakes.

[T-nex]

I'm sorry I don't mean to nag on you like this, but another thing doesn't make sense. How would he know about the mudokon chanting without godmodding?

[Jimmy-le-sniper]

Every time a mudokon chant, it makes waves that disturb my character's HUD. He just has to scan it to get to the source of it.

[Gretin]

OOC: Just thought I'd say, Hembar's not actually chanting anymore, she just needed to remain stationery to maintain the illusion. I didn't see the original post before editing, so I don't know what happened there, but I don't really have time to post IC at the moment anyway so I'll do that later.

Also, not to be nit picky or anything but Hembar chanted earlier as well, to release Ark from his cage

[Splat]

ooc: I missed the original post but from what I've been able to gather, yes, knocking out another player's character without permission is going too far.
Other than that, though, I think certain other people have been a bit harsh. You've been a good player up until now and I have to qualms about you entering the lab. It often seems to happen in RPGs that when something interesting happens lots of people want to join in I've done it myself in the past and its just part of the game.

However, as I said, it's better to wait to get permission before knocking a character out. Apart from the corrections Gretin has made, I have to problems with your post as it is now.

[Jimmy-le-sniper]

Dammit you guys are all mean with me
Nah, srsly I screwed this one very bad I think...
Dunno what to do, so... A bit of help wouldnt hurt... Spat ?

Edit : Whoops, you posted before me XD

OK, then.

[Gretin]

OOC: Don't worry about it Jimmy, it's not that bad a mistake; people have made far worse. I think we've just had so many newbie players screw things up that now the moment someone did something wrong everyone gets paranoid that it's happening again.
But hey, you've learned from your mistake, so it's all good! (Most of the bad ones would never ever ever learn from their mistakes, which made it increasingly frustrating!)

And the only reason I was nit picking about Hembar chanting earlier is just that I would've thought your character would've noticed it then. Although, with them both being short chants, we could always say he noticed the first one and left the cafeteria straight away but couldn't pinpoint the exact location, but then when she chanted again he was able to locate it.

Also, Splat, you spelled "no" as "to" twice in that post

(See, I'm nit-picky to everyone XD)

IC:

Damn it! Hembar thought, as Ark flashed her a smile and replied "Sorry, no can do."

It was all very well being noble and not leaving her behind, but she was more able to handle herself. But it was too late now. She watched as he spoke to the robot, Heh, not bad, then as the robot entered and commanded she stop chanting she lowered her arms, causing the blue fog to rapidly fade away.

She brought her hands together, intending to attack, but then she realised, although she had a pretty good chance of frying that robot's circuits out, she'd then be completely open to attack and it could easily fire at her before her attack hit home. Which, given that the Vykkers were still around and everything, wouldn't really be a worthwhile sacrifice.

So instead, she raised her hands in the air, "Ok, I've got my hands up, see?"

She looked straight at the robot, thinking fast; she had no intention of allowing herself to be taken. But for now she'd have to play it cool.

OOC: I think I may have to move Ralph along by himself soon. Which reminds me, Splat, did you get the PM I sent a while back with the details you wanted for Krik?

[Jimmy-le-sniper]

SU-01 said :
"OK, listen to me. Stay calm and everything will run smooth. I don't want to taze you but if I have no other choices, I'll do it without hesitating. And I must warn you, I've never missed a single target. I don't know what happened in here and this is none of my concern..."

He turned his head in the direction of the door.

"VLP #3129, employee #935 - M.C.C 146 ! Come here and stay next to that mudokon. I want to have all of you in my sight."

[dripik]

OOC: Appart from the "god-modding" part which he already edited (and the absence of 'OOC's here and there), I don't think Jimmy's doing anything bad. Certainly not annoying.

I take it #7 is not needed at the Labs anymore.

Nexy, you still care about W@RF! Return at once!

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In the silence caused by the gunshot, Dionysia and Arthur had a rather audible conversation, which did not avoid Arnie's attention. "Dion!" Apparently, that's all he remembered - or cared to remember - of the Mudokon's name. "Come over here and talk to the Glukkon then!" he shouted.

People were still waiting for their assignment. Arnie turned to #7 Slig. "Sort them out."

"What do you mean?" asked #7 Slig. After the gunshot, things got a bit ambivalent.

"Why, do they look like the scrubbing staff to you? Sligs and other sorts? Se-cu-ri-ty." said Arnie condescendingly.

#7 Slig took a few steps sideways, nearly covering. "Yes, I see, Boss. Will get to it." He walked towards the others who were waiting and beckoned them to pay attention. "Alright. For those who haven't seen me before, I'm #7 Slig, Head of Security. Now, let's see..."

"You there..." meaning Corky. "...you'll be patrolling the ground floor hallways. With your Slog, I guess." noticing Phats on the floor, next to Corky.

"Slash, you should circle through all floors up to the second floor and back. And fix things when needed."

"Silph, right? You'll have the basement. Not much happening down there, but we've had problems there. If you don't have a gun, check the Armory on the second floor."

"This means that the robot guy I saw earlier - it seems he left - will have the first floor. If anyone meets him, tell him, alright?"

"I think that's all. Did I miss anyone?" #7 Slig asked the Cafeteria in general.

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Rick woke up slowly, blinking at the R+R. He didn't see anyone around - which reminded him of...

"Scrab Legs! The meeting!" He jumped out from bed, nearly landing flat on the floor, but he regained balance and skid out from the room, running towards the Cafeteria as fast as he could.

[stonetooth]

IC

Golig raised his hand. "Uh, mr. #7....You forgot me." he said as he sat quitly. "Unless I'm lucky and can take a break off for the day......." he asked with thoughts of sleep on his mind, while he waited patiently for #7 slig to relpy to him.

[Jimmy-le-sniper]

"Now I better report it before something goes wrong..." SU-01 thought. "CMD.exe...connect:cafeteria_speakers...Done! Display level 4 reinforcement request..."

"Attention...Attention...This is Security Unit 01 speaking. The Head of Security is required at the labs. We have a situation here. Everything is under control. Some additional reinforcement may be required for escort purposes. Over !"

[Munch's Master]

Arthur narrowed his eyes at Dionysia. "I make no bones about the fact I'm not employee of the decade, but I can do my job missy. I just don't likes it. An' how should I know where the guy ran off to? Prob'ly gone to his job like you should be doin'. Darn female hormones, never makes for good labour."
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Dek looked at Krik. "I was unaware we even had these prisoners, I was rather negaged with my operation. And since you're already in here, surely it is yoru responsibility to have made sure they were properly secured?"
As he was saying this a Snoozer thundered through the door, locked weapons onto all 4 occupants, and began emittign soem drone about restraining through force and callnig security. Dek prided himself on the safety and success rate of his Lab, and as it was early in the morning, he had just been through a lengthy meeting, and had yet to have breakfast, he was not so much stressed as offended. He turned to face the machine.

"Now, firstly, I didn't even know the factory had any Snoozers designated yet. Secondly, a Snoozer's job is to guard, not to forcibily enter my Lab without permission and hold up everyone in it. Thirdly, this is MY Lab. They are MY patients slash-prisoners. You will not take them out of here robot, I know how to deal with them and you frankly do not. You will also not call security here and generate another needless fuss and overcomplicated calamity as it will only mean someone gets hurt, not that you'd know much about that being a damned machine. I'm never one for bad language but what you will do, robot, is fuck off and leave us all be. This is my Lab, and I deal with it. Snoozers have no rights nor reasons to enter, least of all causing such chaos when they do so. I can and will deactivate you if you don't, and will then utilise your machinery for biomechanics research. So if you wish to stay operational, do what is right by the factory and not your protocol, and leave."
Dek neglected to mention to the Snoozer the issue of not knowing a thing about "his" prisoners either. He eyed up the machine, and looked through to the back storeroom, auging whether he could get there before it locked and fired.
'There's Snuzis and an EMP-tuned electroshocker in there, dammit Krik move for them!' he thought.

[Jimmy-le-sniper]

SU-01 looked at Dek.

"Just stay calm, Sir. Fistly, I don't know what's happening in here and I'm not here to find out. I just spotted a situation that I analyzed to be dangerous and I'm only doing what I am programmed for. Secondly, I've heard that this factory is "Mudokon-friendly" or something like this, so I highly doubt that the Glukkon in charge of here would approve experiencing on Mudokon, but I may be wrong. Besides, you may have not noticed right now but I'm not a regular Snoozer. I'm a little enhanced version and I'm not THAT easy to deactivate. You'll have REAL troubles with the Vikker's Conglomerate if you attempt to deactivate me in any way. Only the Glukkon in charge of here is allowed to know the procedure to do so. And I'm only taking orders from him until he said me otherwise. So, I'll not f*ck off and we are all going to wait for the competent authorithy to arrive. Now, the first one who attempt to move will be tazed. Be it a Mudokon or a Vikker, am I clear ?

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Is this post alright ? I don't want to freeze the action until #7 slig arrives...If there's something wrong, tell me and I'll edit

[Zerox]

IC: Silph looked down, recalling his pair of pistols. Old fashioned as they were, they were built to last, and he trusted their reliability. He then realised the implications of guarding the so called basement. He raised a hand "The basement appears to be unkempt and full of animals, somewhat an obsolete area. Unless it is to be renovated, not a job for myself, then what would the point be of myself guarding it?" Typically not bothering his rear unless instructed, he ignored the demand for security. Someone else could do that.

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Slash nodded in acceptance of his task. His pack whirred as he lifted into the air. He saluted before heading off out of the cafeteria on a slow patrol of the first floor, before hearing the announcement calling for security at the lab. That included himself. He turned around and reached back for his weapon out of the sling. Awkwardly turning trying to grab it, he decided he'd replace the sling later with a magnet or something, simple enough to weld on. In the meantime, however he zoomed to the lab. Apon arriving, he looked around and analysed the situation. Two Mudokons and two Vykkers were being targeted by the Snoozer. He raised his firearm to help keep a check, keeping the safety on his his other hand nearby "So, what's the situation?" he asked the group.

[Munch's Master]

OOC: Fine apart from the fact it was Dek talking, not Krik.

IC:
Dek stared back. "The only one getting hot headed is you, robot. The situation was under control until you came in waving weapons everywhere. Experimentation on the mudokons is not the issue, the issue is security, an issue we were dealing with until you ruined everything by barging in and trashing things. Besides I have performed experimental surgery on mudokons before, you can see the medical records for proof if you want. And actually, I did notice that you were an unconventional model of Snoozer, the fact you actually have a mechanical voice instead of silently obeying was only a slight giveaway. That statement that I'll have trouble deactivating you sounds like a threat, and besides I'll have no such trouble with the Vykkers Conglomerate either. However different you may be, you've threatened 2 Vykker personnel, broken and entered into an area of the factory designated under my jurisdiction and without permission I might add, prevented the recontainment of 2 mudokon suspects, and caused a massive security personnel distraction. All in all, you're a highly defective unit. And its not a matter of who the Conglomerate will believe, as besides the point that they'll believe me anyway, there is no matter of belief, it's simple fact. You're defective, and even if you analysed the situation as threatening, you were wrong. I'm sure your programming states to obey the instructions of an authority in the factory, and I am an authority, so you will obey me, You analysis of the situation was wrong. I won't ask again. I'm ordering you to stand down and exit. If you taze me or stun me, rest assured you will be decommissioned, as even if the Conglomerate somehow goes against the incontrovertible evidence, I will still find a way to deactivate you. Stand down, the situation is under control. That is an order."
He reached into his coat pocket for his Chill Pills, before remembering the packet was empty, so instead refixed the machine with an equally iron stare.

[Jimmy-le-sniper]

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Post edited !

I'll only make an ooc post here, because otherwise it might be considered as flood.
I'm still a newbie at RPG an I don't know how to deal with the current situation. Any hint is appreciated, expecially from the concerned people. Should I obey the order or what ? You guys tell me 'cause I'm afraid not to react properly and kill the plot or something...

[Chronicler]

OOC: Jimmy, that's the beautiful thing about RPGs. They are as free as real life. Your robot can do whatever the heck it wants to as long as it aint so rule-breaking. It can walk away, it can continue an arguement, it can do what it CAN do.

Skullik be waitin' on Anni.

IC: Uggs crawled deeper into the metallic rib cage of the hall. He managed to reach the scene of the annoying yells, most of which coming from some grumpy Vykker. Well, the Slig Kid couldn't see much, a huge robot beast (SU-01) was blocking most of the view. Uggs found himself whispering out a "Woooooooow ...." out of the awesomeness of the thing. the robot's appearance alone managed to grab a hold of Uggs' eyes. But the Slig quickly slithered off into the shadows, for his own safety in a possible dillema. The Slig Kid's eyes peered into the room, many creatures here and there, inclduing two Mudokons. Uggs was trained to show both hatred and fear to these beings, as Mudokons were known both as slaves, and as evil selfish terrorists. However, it seemed like the robot had the situation under its main control ..... was this supposed to be play time? Uggs was curious to see what was going on.

[Jimmy-le-sniper]

Hum...OK I get it. I think I'll just wait for the reinforcements to arrive...(Even if there's already a few sligs around...)

[Gretin]

OOC: The main thing with an RPG is just to know your character well and how they'd behave in certain situations. So really it just depends on how you think your character would respond.

I'll post IC later.

[Venks]

Deciding to show his superiority through physical violence Gewehr swung his blunderbuss into the shaking Mudokon. The sound of the base of the weapon hitting the flesh of the Mudokon was both appeasing and relieving. Gewehr's inner demons were out of sight as he hid behind an empowered mental image of himself. Gewehr looked down at the Scrub, "I don't know wat yo problem is, but I'm here to cure it. We can be friends. Good friends. Now get to work. Go pull that lever and get this machiny stuff back in operation. Then I want ya to clean up dis place. I want ta see my reflection in da wall."

OOC: I'm kind of missing my native, in disguise, Mudokon Doe. Would ya'll care if I brought him back. Saying he's just been working quietly as of late?

[OddTragedy]

Veta slowly and shyly stepped off the train. Not knowing what to do, she wondered around this level of the train station. "Hello?" she said quietly, secretly hoping someone would hear her and help. She had a very lost look on her face. Veta had never been in a place like this, and it scared her a bit. She stopped in the middle of the station and clenched her note book in her hands, then she looked around wondering where to go.

OOC:I'm kind of new to RPing so please forgive me if I'm not that good.
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Name: Veta
Race: Mudokon
Gender: female
Age: Teens
Appearance: Veta has teal colored skin, yellow/goldish eyes, and long black hair put in a ponytail. She wears a rather dark brown loin cloth and matching top. There is also an ankle bracelet that is made out of a twine type string and various bead looking things.
Personality: At first Veta seems to be very shy around who ever she meets, but when she get to know you she opens up, and her bubbly personality flourishes.
Equipment: She is usually seen writing in a black notebook.
History: Veta wasn't that old when she got lost in the jungle. As she walked around for a couple of hours before she passed out. When she woke up, she found herself surrounded by two elder muds and another boy mud not much older than her. This small wandering group took her in as their own. Veta began to like the boy, not as a brother, but something more. As the two young Mudokons went out one day, the boy who was named Hamal, gave Veta a bracelet. It was to bit to put on her wrist with out falling off, so she now wears it on her ankle. They fell asleep under a tree, but Hamal woke before her and tried to wake Veta but she did move. He ran back home to find his elders dead, Hamal let out a yell of fear, and Vets woke and came running. As she ran up to the home and boy she came to love, she saw a dark figure devouring Hamal. From what she could see the thing had some sort of metal legs, but nothing else. She had to get away from the jungle and her past, so she has come to Rapture Farms to start something new.

[Jimmy-le-sniper]

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Welcome to W@RF ! You should edit your post because you forgot to put your character's profile Check the first post to know how to do it.

Edit : good to see you've posted your profile. Mmmm...Black creature with metal legs ? Looks like Snoozer to me Yah, I know...I see snoozers everywhere but what, they are so cool (or should I say cold )

Edit 2 : Added ooc tag. Damn, the one time in a life I forgot to wrote this tag, I got spotted by the all mighty Dripik...Hard luck X)

[dripik]

OOC: Jimmy, just add those 'OOC' tags when you post someting Out Of Character, and I - hopefully - won't bother you anymore.

Promising start, OddT, keep it up!

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#7 Slig swallowed hard when Silph objected to his orders. He felt the glance of the Boss, observing them, ready to explode again. "This is not the right moment for this..." he thought, and he tried to move his hand in front of his neck repeatedly in a subtle manner, indicating Silph to remain quiet. "As I said, the Basement." He had to be firm with people - Arnie is in a rather bad mood already, so #7 Slig had to follow his style... to a certain extent.

"You can have that Slig..." meaning Golig, who he failed to notice before. "...to join you down there. You only have to keep an eye on the control rooms, not the whole basement. No doubt there are Paramites and what else nesting, but they stick to the run-down parts of the basement - they should keep clear of your guard posts. If not, you dispose of them. Simple."

At this moment, an announcement rang from the speakers. #7 Slig looked up. "Who could that be? I've never heard that voice before..."

RG came closer to #7 Slig. "Judging from the frequency and the monotonous manner, it must have been that three-legged security mech-creature who was here earlier."

"The Snoozer? What's he doing up at the Labs?"

"I cannot recall that this Security Unit 01 mentioned anything concerning the exact nature of the situation, nonetheless, you are needed up there, Slig organic." said RG. "I might as well join you - on the title of 'additional reinforcement' the mech-creature requested."

"Uh, sure." #7 Slig, brain-fried by the flow of words RG produced. He turned back, looking at Arnie. "Boss, I'll check this out, OK?"

"Sort it out, as quick as possible." said Arnie curtly.

"Alright." said #7 Slig. He beckoned RG to follow him. They ran out from the Cafeteria, heading to the Executive Lifts.

[Zerox]

IC: Silph looked over to to the Slig, Golig, before lowering his head again. He wasn't going anywhere if he could help it. As far as he was concerned, the Slig could lead the way. He folded his arms and waited.

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Slash looked at the Snoozer. It so far failed to respond, and obviously it's next decision was impossible to tell due to it being robotic rather than a true living organism. All he had heard was the Vykker's argument, and it may have been correct. A huge robot seems somewhat unnecessary for two Mudokons, which two Vykkers should surely be able to keep under control without requesting aid. He lowered his weapon slightly, but remained cautious.

[Splat]

ooc: Exceedingly busy weekend.
Jimmy, you really need to think about how SU is going to react. He's your character and only you know!
It might be that he doesn't know how to react and decides to sit and wait until someone turns up to help him out.

Venks, I was assuming he'd been caught but I don't think anything was said so if you want, bring him back, but have him stay undercover for a little longer if that's ok He was a more interesting character when he was being sneaky! Though Dionysia won't be happy about this *sighs*. (Also, will you be catching up with The Despicable? I miss your comments!)

IC:
Krik was standing in the doorway to storeroom, watching the exchange between Dek and the robot. he was wondering if it might make an adequate distraction for him to make a break for the service lift in the corner.
However, he thought better of it. The machine was either going to sit there until some superior slig arrived or until it went mad and shot Dek, which should give him time to dive back into the storeroom and maybe make a grab for the weapons in the corner.

When the flying slig turned up, he decided that it might help the thing see reason, however. "Listen, whatever your serial number is," He didn't do robots, "I'm not an employee of this factory; I am here on business. I have already been held up overnight and now I risk missing another train! If you do not let me pass then I will be making a serious complaint to your makers and owners! Now let me pass."

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Dionysia looked back over her shoulder and, instantly forgetting about the stupid slig she had been half a second from garroting. She turned to the boss and sauntered towards him. "I was merely stating, as you ought to remember, that I am not here to act like a stupid slave. I'm here for security, for keeping trouble out of the factory, and you ought to remember terrorist I caught yesterday from under your nose, and the one a while ago that me and G-" She stopped; it still hurt to say his name. "Me and a slig caught and brought to you."

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Jim cried out as the blow hit him and knocked him back into the machinery. He was breathless, at a new height of terror. He didn't even hear the slig's next comment; the wind rushing in his ears was too loud. His vision seemed sharper and yet his mind was making no sense of the image.

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Anni was feeling pretty glum after her meeting with Dek. Her moods had been somewhat changeable recently and she missed the days where she could actually feel happy most of the time.
She shrugged at Skullik's question. "I don't know where Jim is and we could be searching a long time. If we go to the production lines now I can go and look for him later, maybe during our lunch time.
They arrived at the production lines and spotted Gewher. She was about to call out to him when she realised what he was doing, the way he was holding his gun! "Hey, STOP!!" She almost screamed and ran at the slig, leaping onto his back, trying to pull him away from Jim.

[Chronicler]

OOC: Heh. Just in time .... just in time ....

IC: The mammoth Outlaw had trudged into the production lines, instincitvely heading towards the yelling of his little Mudokon friend. Skullik's hellish magma red eyes were wide open as they seized the scene of a maniacal Slig (Gewehr) looming over a shamefaced Mud (Jim). Anni had angrily obstructed the Slig. Stupid! He had a gun! What was she thinking?!! The Slig had a gun!!! Skullik's innate survival mode kicked in, dominating over his already frenzied mind. The pack mentality was reborn. Skullik dropped his backpack, harshly landing on the floor with a loud thud, much to Lexi's dismay. The Outlaw roared as loud as a banshee could and charged at the spectacle. "WHAT ER YA DOIN' DAMN SLIG??!!"
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Uggs, currently still concealed within the shadows, looked around the place. WOW .... there were more and more grown ups everywhere, all of them seemed tensed and troubled. This scared the poor Slig Larva. Uggs stayed crouched down in his shady hiding spot, watching as these frightening grownups were making a big fuss and pointing fingers ....

[Venks]

OOC: Oh snap I forgot all about the Despicable. I'll definitely look forward to catching up onto that.

IC:
Gewehr was getting very impatient with the cowering Mudokon. Not even a nice whack to the thing's back made it complaisant. What were wrong with the Mudokons here? Did they have no respect for the social hierarchy? The northern Slig would just beat the life out of the Mud, but this new Rupture Farms had new rules and treated the Mudokons like employees as the Muds had always thought they were. Was it this that made them feel stronger? None the less Gewehr decided he would report this Mudokon's lousy work ethic to management... or at least that was what he was gonna do before something very heavy landed on his back.

It felt like what ever the attacker was it was trying to pull him out of his mechanical pants. Gewehr tried shaking violently to the left and right, but this huge deal of weight was causing him extreme agony. While the Slig's pants had no problem holding up the weight, Gewehr's body was a different matter. His shoulders were screaming in pain suggesting they might be about to dislocate and his lower back felt like it was going to snap. The Slig slammed his shoulder into a wall in a feeble attempt to get his attacker off of him. The industrialist screamed with pain throughout the encounter, "Ahck! Wat da hell!? Ahhhh! Ow @%&$! Get off a me! Get off a me! Get off a me!"

To make matters worse somewhere behind Gewehr he head some loud bestial roar. If this thing on his back didn't kill him that huge thing would. 'What in Odd did I do to deserve this?' Gewehr thought to himself.

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Doe continued the same motion over and over and over again. With rhythmic repetition he sought forth to accomplishing his goal. Not to be dissuaded by any interruptions the Mudokon kept at his task fervently. Just as his spirits were beginning to fall Doe saw proof that his effort were not for nothing. With renewed vigor the Mudokon gave it his all. Pouring his body and soul into the endeavor, blind to anything around him. Yes! This was it! His goal was it sight! Almost... almost... almost! Yes! It was done! Finally! After so much work! At last the rebellious stain had been scrubbed off the plate to non-existence. Doe had been about to give up, but now he was so glad he hadn't. Placing the plate on top a pile of similar clean plates Doe stood back and proudly admired his efforts coming to fruition. Placing the sponge back to its respective place Doe headed out of the kitchen and into the Cafeteria. Rubbing some suds off his 'stylish' black and white shorts the Mudokon took a seat at a table.

Taking a small breather Doe gazed around at the many inhabitants within the Cafeteria. Among them Doe noticed the black skinned Mudokon Dionysia. It was all her fault. Doe had come to Rupture Farms so long back, not to wash dishes, but to free the Mudokons and wildlife here. You see while Doe appeared to be a hard working, quiet employee of Rupture Farms he was actually one of the few, the proud, Mudanchee warriors. Most of his tribe being either enslaved or dead Doe didn't relate to many others. Sure there were other free natives, but they had their tribe members to talk to and the recently freed Mudokons have no respect at all for the ancient ways.

Doe had seen Abe at work and admired him at one stance, but disliked him at another. Abe was freeing their brothers, but were all of them really worth saving? Some of the Mudokons were very content with the terrible lies they lived and wanted nothing to do with natives. Some of them going so far as to help the industrials hunt native Mudokons down and enslave them. Abe had too big of a heart believing they could all change, but I could see the truth. Mudos will never return to how it was and unless we take out the industrials, including their Mudokon helpers, we will be wiped out. It was because of this that I was here now.

Doe tried not to glare at Dionysia and instead stared at the table he sat in front of. His plans could of been carried through much quicker had it not been for her. She was quick to place a suspicious eye on him and he was forced to put a pause on his endeavors in order to establish a reputation as a peaceful worker. Once he got started on destroying the establishment again he would make sure to be much more quiet about it, but until then he was washing dishes.