Uprising at the Toy Factory - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
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Date
21/12/2013
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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~"
The endowed skunkette is not too pleased with Dio, nor much with Edel either. "These are my workers and we have all worked the same way for years! Besides wouldn't you all be happier as simple latex toys?" She asks, to which the fox starts the chant again, 'Hell no, we won't blow! Hell no, we won't blow!' After getting the crowd rilled up again, he looks to Dio, "Well.. what did you have in mind?" he asks. It is obvious he isn't fully over the feral callings of his infection, cock rising steadily infront of him, but, in some form of wonder, he seems to mearly grimise at the pregnant lion and continue. A few of the others however, don't seem quite so able to resist their callings, though friends assist in keeping things civil. Speaking of civil though, all the weapons and calls to aggression seem to be more antagonizing the croud then anything, after addressing Dio, the Latex Fox takes up his soap box again, "Peace! Don't let some Agents bait you back into violance and mindless... sex." The concept seems to pull a glent from his eye though.
Minue Slowly teh young avain would lick her beak. she then smiles as she also can see that the rioters dont wish to fight. so she does the only thing she can think of and moves even closer after stripping her weapon down and sliding it back into its holder so that as she nears the crowd she is unarmed. her dual colored eyes gazeing frist at all those latex toys and then at the factory which must still be working. Ideas running through her head
Edel tilts her head. "Bodyguard. Right. You may be the one needing protection, later!" She looks back up towards the skunk and frowns. "I almost DID end up as one, once. I don't plan to let that come close again. Change is inevitable. They have the numbers on their side. Wouldn't you rather be the one to let it all happen? Spearhead the change! Be in a position of power when it finishes. I think that sounds like the better outcome to me."
"I feel that I'm quite happy with my life," Dio responds, crossing hir arms across her generous chest. "A home, three meals a day, a wife, and a loving cat girl. I couldn't ask for anything more." The lion peeks over towards the others, watching them play and handle their weapons. Hopefully it wouldn't turn into Gunfest 2013 again, but it wouldn't be a far cry from what usually happens around the toy factory anyways. "It's quite simple, really. You demand change in your workplace, so let's change it. Create a union of sorts, demand rights to the things you desire in a realistic fashion. How do days off sound, where you're free to relax and enjoy the day? That's a good start, no? And if you're true about this relationship with us agents and ceasing attacks upon us, perhaps we could work up some support with Zephyr. But I must ask, what exactly is it that you desire. What would make you truly happy?"
Pushing roughly through the crown, Saviante moves close to the Fox. "So... what are the demands already?" her goggled gaze sliding between the Skunk and the Fox. waving her two of her arms, one in the direction of each group. "Dio is right, to make sense you need to know what you want. If, as you say, violence isn't your goal."
Buzamu continues watching, cheek resting on the cheek rest, and eye watching through the scope. She vaguely recognized Edel, and while Savi had clearly changed, she was still that little plant girl she knew. So far, while it seemed things were at risk, it hadn't yet degraded into a conflict.
Twitch chuckles with amusement as he looks to the crowd, raising his voice so they could hear him clearly. "Don't worry boys and girls, we're on -your- side. We support your ideal for change and peace, and Zephyr is -always- looking for new partners to help us rebuild the future. After all, all we at Zephyr want is peace and quiet... Not for people to be forced to rape and fight when they don't want to!" His lips curling back into a wide grin as he looks over the closest latex creatures. "Besides, with numbers on your side... You could force yoiur change on this factory if you wanted!" A slight hint to them that if worst came to worst... They could get their change through -force- against the skunk. Idly leaning over to Edel as he lowers his voice. "Oh I can handle myself... But I wouldn't complained if you saved my fat ass."
Minue Clacks her beak softly as she keeps walking closer. she then stops when she is easly close enough to smell the amassed latex toys. Her eyes slowly scaning them and then falling once again on the fox and the skunk. she then sighs and slowly settles on teh ground and simply keeps listening Seeing both Miss Dio and her friend have things in hand
The latex fox continues to struggle with his mounting problem, and problem mounting, cock bouncing off of his muzzle as he tries to talk, "Meals, and time off, those sound right and nice, when was the last time we all had a decent meal that wasn't taken off of some agent or found laying abandoned in the street!" The call back him telling that it had been a very very long time. "And safety! No more getting beat up and deflated by agents because you say so!" He calls out, pointing, in more then one way, at the skunk. Containment gets a bit more stressed however as the tention continues to build up, more raised cocks and dripping cunts, more lusty looks about, but no charges at anyone yet. Besides, with this number, things could get critical, quickly.
The endowed skunkette frowns, showing her teeth, "And why should this change? You talk like the majority is out here, I've got 2 or 3 times more inside!" Indeed, the crowd, while looking big, only numbbered somewhere between 10 and 20. "Now get back in here and get to your jobs or I'll have your co-workers pull you in!" The loud sqeeking from just behind the front door to the factory tells that if she wanted to risk it, she wasn't bluffing.
At the words from the Skunk Savi sighs softly, draws her Harvester, aims, and fires a blast right into the stage the Skunk is standing on. Aiming specifically not to hit anyone, but to prove a point, the Plant scowls at the burning heat that singes her hands and barks a sentence in a loud voice that is so unlike her common whisperspeak. "ENOUGH! You will treat these latex creatures with respect, you /WILL/ hear their demands, or Savi /WILL/ destroy this building stone for stone!"
Hearing the calls that the place should be taken over by force of numbers, Dio digs out hir communicator and starts typing up a text page to the gathered agents that says, "Watch out. If you rile them up so much that they do take over and rebel, it'll be complete chaos. They're feral and need structure in some form or fashion to keep them distracted from their base urges." Beep, and the message was sent. Hopefully they would read it in time.
"Whoa!" Shi says, putting a hand upon Savi gently. "Did your gun malfunction AGAIN? We're quite sorry about that," shi says, putting on hir best bluff as possible. Looks like Gunfest 2013 is starting, and Dio isn't an ounce surprised.
Buzamu jerks at the action Savi just pulled. "Damn when'd she get that vicious?" Buzamu mutters, but makes sure her grip and bracing was solid on her rifle. Tapping her radio again, she hopes someone is listening. "Let's try and keep this whole mess civil, yes? I really doubt rubber rounds'll do much to latex, and if I go for live rounds, well, Marine's don't try to miss."
Minue Blinks in surpise also at teh action of Savi. she then sighs and stays where she is. the avain was still trying to debate the ins and outs of what was being offered. Her belly was also alittle troublesom at the moment so taht sitting was easier then standing
