New Found Religion...?

[Jacob]

The young girl struggled in vein as her capters dragged her into a old abandoned church. The building was situated near a small lake, the surrounding forest was green and lush. Fish splashed upwards to catch Mayfly that skitted along the watery surface...it was a peaceful, love-ridden place. The child was of Crate specie and screeched as the dark figures dragged her further into the neglected church...the pews were Termite ridden and everything about the whole area seemed eerily dissasterous. As she got pushed deeper into the building she noticed that a horde of figures were watching her...they were tall and dark. Shrouded in mystery and shadow, watching her. Her red eyes narrowed as she tried to leap to one of the beams over head...she failed and got dragged back down to the hard, wooden floor by her tail. Her under-developed claws scratched at the surroundings, desperatly trying to cling onto something. Her black skin seemed to darken as she got thrown into the shadow of a large cross that was situated before a wide, yellow window. The sunlight made the glass light up part of the room in the yellowy-bile colour, however, the cross countered that by casting its long shadow across the church floor. Turning she saw who her attackers were...Mudokons. But they were different somehow...their skin was black and their eyes pure white, seemingly glowing. The child's murmurs were hushed as a voice summoned her to stand up. Turning she saw another darkened Mudokon, this one had a plume of redy-blue feathers sprouting from the top of its head which made it differ from the others.

Mudokon: "I ssssaid sssstand!!"

It hissed these words in a sickening lisp of a sound. Slowly the child stood up, her eyes darting around the dark room to see if there was a escape route.

Child: "W-where am i? What are you gonna do to me? Who are you all!?!"

Her voice trembled, yet she tried to sound brave.

Mudokon: "In order; You are in the 'Houssse of Pessssum Ire' young child. You ssss-shall be ssssacrificed to our lord...Debello."

As it said the word 'Debello' a murmur of 'Amen' echoed around the derelict shelter.

Child: "B-but why...WHY ME? Please...let me go!! Please!"

The Mudokon crept forward, making no sound as he took its sinister steps. Finally it got within 2-3 foot of her and crouched down. Its head cocking.

Mudokon: "We are the Umbra. We don't show MERCY!!"

It snapped the last word and stood up, throwing its arms in the air and giving its final order in a high pitched scream of a voice.

Mudokon: "SSSSSSSS ACRIFICE HEEEEERRR"

And so they did...

(OOC: Apologies for the rubbishness of it all.)

[oddling]

I don't get it.It was cool but why were da Mudokons bad? And don't think I'm not still mad at ya for sayin I'm a nerd in my post about finnaly beatin Abe's Exoddus!!!!It took a whole month!!!And you haven't played it since you were 8!!!!!!I dispize you!!!Hey dis is da perfect chance for revenge!!!!MUHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!Anyway I'm not da kinda person dat gets revenge like dat.Depends on who ya are but I'll let it slip dis time.It was cool but like i said why are da Muds bad,and whats a Crate?????

Oddling

[Teal]

Chris usually tends to write rather obscure fiction. I'm actually shocked there's no plant-people in there this time. The mudokons are bad because they're fun to write like that. (I've had a few evil-types in my fiction, for that matter.)

'Sides, who said all muds had to be good? And who said all sligs/glukks had to be evil? Ignoring stereotypes is fun!

[oddling]

I geuss yer right teal.It would be cool ta see a nice slig or an evil Mudokon!!!Hey yer givin me ideas!!!!!I just gots a sweet idea fer a story from a nice sligs point a view.It'll start out when he's first born,den goes ta work,den gets possesd by Abe 'n gets turned inta lil bite size treets dat give da Glukkons an idea ta make slog treats outta sligs.Den it'll be just like in Abe's Oddesy 'cept wit sligs and dere tryin ta exscape!!!!!And da Mudokons will be cause dey try ta posses ya.Wow.Thats the best ting I made up sinde da flaiming toilet inccedent!!!!!

Oddling

[Jacob]

(OOC: Crates are black lizard like things.)

2 weeks later and the church was abandoned. All that was left inhabiting the building were cockroaches and beetles, feasting on the left over meat that the Mudokons had left behind. The bones of their sacrifices were strewn all around the wooden floor, around the pews and some even on the beams. The bones of the Crate girl were gone, well, practicly gone in the sea of hardened remains. But something unusual was wrong with this whole picture, something that would never of usually happened with other cults. The leader, the one who had ordered the sacrifices was pinned, nailed even, to the cross that towered over the interior of the Church. It was like something out of the bible, but this was crueler...nastier and painfuller. The Mudokon was still alive, his body decomposing as he breathed. Insects buzzing around the dry, rotting skin. Investigating the wooden stakes that had been savagely jammed into his hands and feet. However his eyes were not full of pain and/or regret...they were full of evil. Evil and deviousness. Like it was meant to be, as if it was planned before the beginning of time.

~End~

(OOC: Sorry for the shitness, but in truth. There was never sposed to be a 2nd part to this!!)

[oddling]

cool!!Hey you should wright a story going on from this!That would be great!!!!

Oddling