Ok this new RPG is about an entire race of people trying to be free. each person is member of the Klinks each person is going to be a number my name is 00 and then Hobo will be 01, and there will 02 and so on and it will eventually turn into Klink 11, 12, 13 and so on. read the story and you will understand. and join if you want. You don't have to go in order you can be 11 or 20 it doesn't matter. Here is the story of the Klink.
Far into the western hemisphere beyond Mudos beyond any land, behold the Continent of "The Great Hub." A land completely inclosed where industry thrives. In the center of this nightmarish place, lies the Furnace, where the Klinks are melted into steel and the life form eaten by the Crunchers. Used by many races of the Magog Cartel.
The Klinks a race of malfunctioning mechanical life forms live and hide in the shadows from a great industrial race known as the Morphions. For they live and breath the industry of steel makeing. Hunting the Klinks and melting them into rich steel is their prefered lifestyal. As for the life form half of the Klinks they are thrown to carniverous crunchers that devour everything that moves and is meat.
Long ago when the Vykkers were emerging as a threat their first creations "The Klinks were considered Oddworld's number 1 Security/ PR Machines. but something went wrong as each Klink began to realise it was once a liveing creature and now its a machine. So they malfunctioned and Vykkers handed them over to the Morphions to turn into steel. They were a failure to all the industrialists. But what the Klinks dident know was that they created by the Vykkers expiermenting on the genes of Slurgs,which they processed into liveing machines. A painful procedure that the Vykkers enjoyed.
The Klinks named with a number is always alert and searching supplies in the many massive piles of junk scattered throughout the Great Hub. Taking the suplies to their homes and villiages far underneath the huge piles of Junk. But they are now theaten as Morphions are evr so much persueing constanly digging threw the piles of junk with their drills. A Klink on the surface is a great target for the many patrol droids searching for them. For this race is a race constantly on the move.
Each aspires to find the land beyond the Great Hub. They call it Outer world. some believe Outer is a myth until 00 accendently stumbled upon a hole in the wall.
"Klink designation 00 you are to be processed said the Patrol droid."
No no nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
Suddenly 00 ran for it as a huge drill came out of the piles. suddenly he was cornored as there was no where to go. Just then a Morphion named Slag opened the hatch on the drill.
"Its too late Klink your steel!"
Suddenly the ground below 00 began to crumble as he fell hundreds of ft below onto another level of the great Hub.
He was alone at last. but something caught the eye of 00.
a small light filtering through the wall of the Great Hub.
"Whats this?" He looked through the hole and saw mountains and ocieans and the sun.
suddenly it struck him as he moved back from the hole. Just then his friends 01 and 02 were around.
"00 bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzk what are you doing you cerious Klink?" said 01. 02 stay here."
"k bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzk" said the annoyed 02.
"Nothing guys lets get back to are village its almost night and the patrol droids will release crunchers."
And so Klinks 00, 01 and 02 went back to their village. Only now 00 has discovered something that he is afraid to tell.