Uprising at the Toy Factory - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
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Date
21/12/2013
Log
Out in the chilled mists, a large group of latex mutants have assembled around, most chanting 'Hell no, we won't blow! Hell no, we won't blow!' While pumping fists into the air. A very well endowed female latex skunk holds out a reclaimed fog horn, using it to amplify her voice, "Get back in there and back to work! We latex toys don't make themselves... well.. in some ways they do, but, that isn't the point! Get back in here." It is quite the shiny, shimmering sight as the mist causes each of the latex creatures to glisten in the slim amounts of light that filter in from the sun. Latex wolves, foxes, skunks, then some chimaric latex creatures, a sight to be seen.
Twitch walks into the scene a safe ways away from the group, idly stretching his neck before checking and making sure all his weapons and equipment was ready to go in case of an emergency. A hint of amusement on his lips as he listens to the chants from the assembled protesters, and the managments response. Idly looking around to see who else decided to show up to the scene, after all... This isn't an every day event right? "Well this should be amusing."
Walking with a calm and collected demeanor, Savi arrives at the factory in a sedated mood. Understanding the concept of a workers strike she is interested to see how things play out, more than having a direct interest in one solution over another. Patting down her gear lightly, she prepares for the inevitable roust. Slavery is slavery, no matter what the job is. Savi looks around and feels instantly attuned to the strikers over the bosses.
Upon hir usual walks around the city, a professionally dressed and silver lioness hears the calls of disgrunteled individuals. Quite curious as to what exactly's got their latex in a squeak, Dio heads towards the disturbance in a rapid pace, soon recognizing a few familiar faces. However, hir focus is drawn more upon the protest at hand, so she takes a position near the crowd to listen in and get a better picture of both sides before doing anything dramatic.
Slowly floats down out of teh clouds where she had been flying. Her icy form glistening with a pale blue light as those few rays of sun hit her own icy body. Her long feathers and hair shimmering breifly before she finds a street lamp and perches on it. Her hands gently ajusting her rifle as she watches what is going on.
Edel saunters out of one of the back alleys she uses to get around Fairhaven, pausing in her step when she sees a rather unfamiliar sight. "Huh." It takes take long to figure out what it is, and when she does she shuffles up next to Twitch. "Any idea what prompted all this?"
Checking over her rifle, the shadow dragoness simply settles in on a nearby rooftop, watching the scene play out. She'd heard reports of something going on nearby, and figured why the hell not. Be a good start back into work around here. Seeing a familiar plant down there, Buzamu smirked. Turning on her radio, she keys it to Savi, though it's not unlikely Edel wouldn't hear out of her radio either. "How's the crowd looking down there? That's a lot of latexes in a uproar." She asks, wondering how Savi would take the sudden return of herself.
The protest starting to draw up quite a crowd, the leader of it, a down right hung Latex Fox found something to stand on, "You have us working day in and day out making more and more toys! What if some of us want something better!?" A chorous of 'Hell Yeah!' from the crowd. "Some of us have been watching those... those..." Someone comes up to him and whispers, "Yeah, Agents! Those Agents! When they come in here and the standing policy is to fuck 'em, rape 'em, or latex 'em. You know what, those Agents look mighty well off compared to us, and maybe it is time for a change!" Change or no change, the inticing smell of Agents, some caring scents that call of male virility, and others female fertility seems to distract a few of the latex protesters as they look around to those who they once faught for coming into their grounds. The responce by the skunk is simply, "But that is how it has been done since this all started! Why change now?"
Twitch reaches back to unsling his rifle, idly pulling back on the bolt to ensure a 5.56x45 Tracer round loaded into the chamber from his magazine. If push came to shove, it'd most likely provide more intimidation against a crowd if they can -see- a round zing by them. His eyes turning to Edel as he smirks, his lips tugging back behind his large fangs. "Can't you hear them? They don't want to blow... Either way, seems we're about to have some unrest in the area."
Savi listens for a moment, trying to stay out of it as much as she can, but when the Skunk speaks up, she can not hold her tongue. "Because change is what life is. They are not happy, you have the power to make them so. Don't blame the workers for your problems." Unaware how many others have gathered around she keeps yelling. "Treat them right, or lose your workforce, the answer to this is easy... and all on you."
cant help but blink her dual colored eyes. she then smiles and idly clacks her beak as she opens her large wing like arms and slowly flutters down to the street. She then smiles as she notices her first friend and slowly waddles closer to teh crowb. Minue wasnt really scared she just wanted to get closer enjoying this little bit of teh past coming back.
Edel glances around at the crowd and spreads her arms in a vague gesture. "Hey, when I look at the crowd I see some potential friends and allies. A factory like this? I'm sure we could accomplish such wonderful things if we worked together, hmm? Better than the same routine of beating each other up, certainly." She grins at Twitch and adds, voice lowered, "Let's not antagonize them, if we can. They don't seem to want to fight us. In fact, they seem to want to stop fighting us. We should encourage this."
The future favors the bold, as they say. And it was certain that just watching wouldn't be as fun, at least to Dio anyways. Smoothing out hir suitcoat and skirt, shi attempts to look more presentable before steping in front of the crowd not too far away from the boss-like skunk. "Agents you say," shi shouts, carrying her voice as far as it could without mechanical aid. "I am such an agent and I've seen such violence against us when we simple come to visit. I support such a change towards peace and would like to see this happen. Perhaps we could develop a relationship, an alliance of sorts."
Buzamu grunts, watching things not looking any better at the shifting focus of the crowd, shifting so that her rifle was braced against the roof-railing. Now keying her radio to a general vicinity frequency as opposed to team-oriented ones, she taps her radio on. "If any of ya'll got radios working down there, just so you know, got marksman support about half a block south, red building right hand-sidde of hte road. I got clear line of fire into the crowd if need be."
Listening to Dio, and hearing a voice that could only be Glein, the plant girl smiles inwardly as she slides her hip's armor to the side and places a hand on the grip of her Harvester. "Or... we could just blow you into little pieces and see where things go from there." she says to the skunk, with no real mailice, only the cold voice of seriousness.
Twitch grunts as he looks back to Edel,shruging his shoulders idly. "Never said the rioters would be the problem." He dips his head in the skunks direction. "Besides, having a loaded gun never hurt... That, and I get to play bodyguard for you. Arn't I just sweet?" He flashes her a fanged grin as he stares at the latex critters, eyes darting up to the skunk as he ponders his possible options. "After all, I'm just a thug~"
