My People; A Glance in the Life of a Slig

A/N: YAY! My first Oddworld fic, ok this came about over a conversation me and my father had about the sligs being slaves to the Glukkons.Which they sorta are, arent they? Anyways a *different* POV for the 'other' guys. Sligs are more like Mudokons than you know.

N'ways, Here goes! ^__^



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My People; A Glance in the Life of a Slig

By: KirBy



Everyday my people endure the same thing.

Day after day.

For we are not free people, no we are inslaved.

Inslaved by the ruthless merciless Glukkons.

Oh, many may say 'Nah, Your not inslaved! Why hell ya got it easy!'

But they dont know, they just *dont* know.

Ok sure we get to herd the Mudokons into slavery, we get to punish them, we get to guard things and sure we have a higher rank.

Some of us even enjoy it.

But we dont get paid for our jobs, we are forced to do so.

They came to our planet....many years ago..

They came in big ships, big powerful ships, and were tall, smart beings..

They told us of a place not too far away in the solar system, a world called Oddworld.

They told us we would be treated well, they would teach our people, train them, give them technology, weapons,food, shelter...

Even a way for us to walk, not crawl.

So we agreed, seeing how they were so 'superior'

They took us away to a different planet, they gave us mechanical legs, guns, jobs, trained us, took care of us..

Until those Glukkons started getting greedy...

They wanted more and more money, which meant bussiness production must raise, which meant more slaves and more guards for the slaves..

Which meant we would have to do it..

Against our will..

So a few of us did it at first.....but then...they got more ruthless..greedier..

Conditions got worse, we were forced to work long restless hours, go days without food and our people grew weak..

The Glukkons broke our spirit, they broke our traditions, our old ways on the home planet..

Its been generations now..

They younger sligs believe it has always been this way, and they were put here to serve the Glukkons..

Only a few of the older ones brought from the home planet remember the old ways...how things *used* to be..

Before the Glukkons..

Before Slavery..

Its so hard to watch now, other beings suffer what we do as well...

Its so hard not to say 'no!' not to rebel, not to fight..

Those who have tried were killed on the spot..

Some even by our own people..

We're loosing our old ways of life...soon nothing will be remembered..

I wish things were different, but theirs nothing we can do..

The Mudokons slowly are turning the power over..

Someday Oddworld will be as it used to be..

Maybe we could all live in peace and harmony..

Someday..

Just Maybe..

We can return to our old planet..

And to our ways..

But until now..

We can only wait.

And Hope.

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Fin

A/N: Weeeeeeeeeeeell, what did ya think?! OK so i admit sligs arent *that* poetic, but just stop and think on it for a bit k? Anyways, Uhm...Review?!