Rulkug Can't Speak!

[Monkey 62]

"Nub!", Rulkug screamed at Nugbu, that was Varags mask he had found in the pond moments earlier and now trying to fit in his abnormally large mouth... "Me hab id! Geb id tu me!" he continued shouting at his brother. Nugbu eventually gave up trying to fit the muddy piece of metal in his mouth and threw it back into the pond, "Nub!" Rulkug dived into the pond retrieving the small mask and surfacing at the other side of the pond. The mask meant something to him. He loved his older brother, Varag, very much and knew he should look after the piece for him.

After spending a few hours looking for his brother he finally found him working on a large machine in the valley. "Rulkug found latz mask Varag!", he said to him but he seemed to be busy with the machine. "Varag!?" Rulkug roared, Varag waved his hand at him, signalling for him to leave so Rulkug went on his way. Rulkug wondered what he should do with the mask. He couldn't throw it back in the pond where Nugbu found it, it didn't belong there. It belonged on the face of a bub'hosh Orc. So he did what he must... he raised the mask to his face and slowly clipped the locks on the back together. He looked at his reflection in the pond... 'me peep hosh' he thought. He decided to go see his Popo, Mogroka, and show him his mask but when he found him he was busy attending to Rex problems... so he decided to show his Momo, mirabelle, but when he found her she was busy playing with sand and fire mojo. He was amazed at her abilities as being a young cub, he had never witnessed the use of, what she called, 'mojo' before. She hummed to herself as she sat in the smooth desert sand repeatedly taking handfuls of sand and turning them into oddly shaped glass sculptures. He took his own handful of sand and copied her hand movements but nothing happened. He didn't want to disturb his mother so he decided to head home after noticing how long he had actually been sat there, entranced by the beauty of his mothers abilities.

He got back to the cubbies den and smiled at all of his brothers and sisters laying in the leathers. He took refuge between Nugbu and Grung, covering himself in a blanket at the same time. "J-Jutra me n-neb c-c-cukies!" Nugbu muttered beside him. He smiled at the thought of Nugbu and Jutra together but he knew Jarkarll had become very close to her recently, 'poor Nugbu' he thought, 'at least he nub ged fat frum tuu many cuukies.' he joked to himself as he pulled the blanket over his face and snuggled up into the leathers. That night he dreamed of him and his Momo and Popo. He dreamt they were on a cloud and Popo was throwing him in the air and catching him. He always had Popo... his Momo walked with them hands behind her back, she laughed as Mogroka played with him. He truly had a good family and lived a happy life... but then as his father threw him into the air fro the third time, he wasn't there to catch him. Rulkug fell and fell until there was nothing left around him but black. He noticed he was no longer tumbling but standing on what seemed to be... nothing. He looked around and saw his Popo slowly appear around him cradling him. His Popo then lifted him into the air and a loud, piercing screech started sounding from all around. "Popo?" Rulkug roared. Strange ghostly figures of orcs began appearing all around and started floating around them in a circle... Rulkug sat atop his Popos hands as the figures then screamed loud as ever and flew straight into him. A searing pain was felt in the back of his head and the only thing he could see was the colour green. "Lat shall lern tu blah web mojo! Until den latz nub blah ad all!", Mogroka roared at the cub. Rulkug roared but his roar died away to a pathetic exhale of air.

He jumped up out of his leathers still feeling a pain in the back of his head. He attempted to wake Nugbu but he couldn't speak. He felt no words in his throat only air leaving it... what was he to do? Was it a dream or a vision? He went to look for his Popo in the palace and after finding him and his Momo lying asleep in bed, he decided to wake them... after many failed attempts at trying to wake them by jumping on them, he then attempted to wake them by clapping loudly... after walking up the bed to their heads he swung his hands outwards, getting ready to clap, he closed his eyes and swung them powerfully together. His parents awoke but not because of the clap... to his amazement Mogroka was rolling around on the floor on fire and Mira was hurriedly rushing to his aid with a bucket of water. "WUB DAH SAKAH LATZ DUIN RULKUG?!" Mogroka screamed at him. "BLAH NUW!", he continued when Rulkug replied with what seemed like a deep exhale. Mogroka struck Rulkug and as he sat tearing up it began to rain heavily on the balcony outside. Rulkugs eyes glowed bright green as he stoop up wiped his eyes and looked his Popo in the eyes. He knew could use Mojo now he could feel it running in his blood. He clenched his fists and struck his Popo in the chest causing a small explosion of fire to knock him back a few steps "Hurhur! latz am lernin Mojo? Whu am lernin tu lat? Momo?", Mogroka smiles gesturing at Mirabelle. Rulkug shakes his head. Mogroka continues saying list of people who have the gift and one by one Rulkug shakes his head at them. "Why lat nub blah Rulkug? Blah tu me nuw whu found latz gift?", Mogroka asks him. Rulkug simply shrugs his shoulders and points at his throat and shakes his head. "Lat nub blah? why?", Mogroka asks him. Rulkug shakes his head and snaps his fingers creating sparks. "dats bub'hosh Rulkug , lat am hosh web mojo !" Mogroka stayed up the rest of the night showing Rulkug new things to do with Mojo and testing his new found abilities...

OOC: I don't know how to end it really, mainly because it relies on my characters actual long term story and I'm really sorry about the errors and layout ill edit on my pc tomorow [Edited] I'm just writing this on my phone.... also please comment on my story telling I would like to know how good I am, thanks.

[char615 41]

(( I thought any use of magic without the plugin was powergaming... Atleast that is what Respiren said.

Good story though ))

[Sultan 3953]

(Some pointers, orcs dont show there magic outright, in publice, they dont use there mojo to defend themself. (I well explain more latter)

[Jutra 51]

((You are a good story teller - dub cuukies fum me!))

[Monkey 62]

(Some pointers, orcs dont show there magic outright, in publice, they dont use there mojo to defend themself. (I well explain more latter)

((i've been trying to learn about it from you OOC and ic for the last 2 days but nooooo Lol you're waaay to busy for meee, Lol its okay I understand))

[Danny 2232]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.