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The Bones Blog



Posted by bonesiii , Apr 12 2010 · 66 views

Alright, so if you haven't looked at S&T lately, check out the new announcement about a system Greg is starting -- the Bionicle Story Squad. I am a member, and look forward to working with the fans. :)

A big reason this is being done is because lately there have been a lot of (many valid) criticisms of the tendency to officialize fan ideas lately. This team will primarily poll ideas before anything is decided, to hopefully address this criticism. There have been a lot of myths and misconceptions floating around about it too, so I wanted to do a blog entry real quick to clear some things up.

Firstly, sadly I have witnessed some events that have strayed dangerously close to flame wars lately, with "sides" developing and such. Without going into details, some have appeared to push for canonization of just about anything anytime, and some have been strongly against it, and strong opinions about the ways to go about it have been formed. Feelings have been hurt, and yeah. But, hopefully now we can begin to come together and agree to a system of balance, that has the best interests of all fans given a fair shake.

First myth. It has recently come to my attention that some people have been using me as the supposed poster child for any and all canonizations at a whim, or something close.

This is a total misconception.

This happened mainly because of the EM masks thing. But what many of you haven't realized is, I have admitted I made mistakes with that whole debacle. The issues were since resolved, but I was simply ignorant. I did not realize issues with other canonization attempts had already come up and that strong emotions had developed about it. As far as I knew, I was doing something about a neglected loose end, and also killing two birds with one stone by using some appearances for EM mask powers that fit the powers perfectly (and actually inspired some of them, especially Undeath). I expected reactions to be similar to the reactions of other canonization successes before.

Also, let's keep in mind Swert and I were on a very tight schedule to get the (already very late) EM guide up. We had an option at one point to change the whole length and cut out the ones Greg wouldn't approve (if he hadn't, but he did; and keep in mind we also had no idea if he'd even be open to it; the idea of an intermediate poll stage hadn't been proposed yet that I knew of, so I thought I was just using the universally accepted method), or to just delay the publication (a bad idea, but in retrospect, we should have waited to run polls on it).

I made a mistake (and I accept full responsibility for it).

Now, after it happened, criticisms came in, as regular followers of my blog know, and changes were made. After the changes are taken into account (and thanks to Greg for being patient with that whole debacle), I stand by the masks as they are now.

I do NOT stand by my choice of how to go about it.

So those of you using me as poster child for that method should think twice. :P So anyways, correcting chaotic mistakes like that is a big part of what the new system is meant to solve. :)

Another myth has been that Greg approves what people like me (in positions of authority) suggest and turns down normal member suggestions. Greg has turned down several suggestions of mine. I simply haven't bothered to paste them into the OGD because I figure it would be a waste of bandwidth. He also accepted suggestions from many normal BZPers and all kinds of people in between. The criteria he uses is if it makes sense (but more about that in a bit).

If any of you have seen the issues related to who is on the team, etc. let me just say the issues are being dealt, and once again I made some mistakes while I was rushed (taxes due this week, but it's no excuse :P) with and nothing further about that will be said in this blog entry (and please don't comment on it).

Now what's my philosophy about canonization?

In my opinion, IF Greg had wanted to do it, then there are three perfectly valid ways for something to be canonized. Please understand that the following is PURELY what I would personally do if as an author my own stories got a sizeable fanbase and ran into similar circumstances -- this is NOT what I think Greg SHOULD do; read on...

1) Greg comes up with it himself (or previously, with help from the official Story Team). Many of the critics of fan-canonization have used the argument that the secrecy is a problem -- and that's valid, but let's not forget that the vast majority of stuff is officialized secretly and announced without any fan input whatsoever anyways.

2) Greg approving fan ideas sent privately to him on the spot. For the above reason.

3) Public member input being considered first. (Various versions of this with contests, polls, etc. This is now what is the system for fan input.)

Ideally. I have no issues with all three.

But the concerns do not stop there. Those who are in favor of a lot of canonization need to keep in mind that Bionicle is a complex universe, and as someone said to me today, even though it's ultimately just entertainment, it SHOULD be taken seriously. We should, IMO, be able to have a positive experience in every time when we're involved. That doesn't mean no considerations of if it makes sense, though.

The most obvious example of this is story contradiction. The story is really complex by now (arguably a major reason it's a good thing Bionicle's main story has ended, at least in the comics, etc. lest it become unmanagageable.

Greg doesn't always have time to instantly say yea or nay to every suggestion, knowing perfectly whether it will contradict something else already stated.

That's another thing we will help with. We will be researching ideas to make sure they are consistent with story already established.

Therefore, option #2 is no longer (at least usually; it's all ultimately up to Greg, of course) being done.

Such a big workload on his shoulders alone, especially now that Bionicle is mainly over in other ways (for example, he's no longer being paid to do new comics or books; I don't know for sure, but I would guess that he'll have to do other work for financial support, which takes time), is a bit much to ask. If anyone out there wishes this wasn't so because they want to be able to just PM him canon suggestions and bam have it done, I ask you to please keep this in mind. Real-world practicality is more important than our personal wishes. And it would certainly help to keep in mind the desires of some to make sure fan input represents the online membership as a whole, not just one or two fans.

Finally, another criticism I've been made aware of about canonizing things is that while some ideas have clear inspiration from something else in the story, other ideas seem random. (Seem so to the critic, that is.)

My take on that, as a writer, is that the dirty little secret is, just about everything in every story is essentially "random." Or rather, the reasons for the inspiration may be there, but they might lurk only in the subconscious realm.

Even for the writer!

An example I gave to someone today is writer's block. A lot of people just get stuck writing, no idea where to go next. It creates headaches, and for fans of course it produces nothing. Well, IMO writer's block is caused by the writer not being willing to accept his intuition about where to go, even with things that (consciously) seem random.

As soon as I freed myself up to trust my inspiration instead of being deathly afraid of possible criticisms, I found that writer's block no longer plagued me. In fact, with me it's more like Writer's Dam Bursting -- I have too much inspiration and can't possibly have enough time to get it all down. :D

I think fans of entertainment venues like Bionicle should keep that in mind. There is no magical touch of the author (Greg, or story team, or any other writers) that makes what they use golden and inspiration from fans... bronze or worse. :P You will have a chance of liking or disliking something regardless of the inspiration source anyways, whether from Greg's own head (but nothing truly comes only from a writer's head -- inspiration comes from all around us!).

The only difference is that in this case, you found out what the inspiration was -- a fan suggestion instead of a mystery inside a skull. :P But the truth is, all of those mysteries have equally mundane inspirations, similar to a magician's secrets. Some of my Paracosmos's fans favorite aspects of my writing came from randomly seeing a shape in carpet. Seriously. No, I won't tell you which ones. :P

So in short, you will NOT always be able to see the reasons behind an inspiration. Maybe nobody will, but IMO that should not be used as an argument against it. Because someone else out there might sense the reasons, and gain benefit from the thing being in story -- you simply can't know. In fact, arguably, it's better if you CAN'T see the reasons, as long as it doesn't contradict anything.

A good question to ask yourself when wondering if an idea has enough inspiration from previous story is, do we even have official groundwork to build off of in this case, and if not, maybe that groundwork itself should be established?

For example -- not to argue for or against them, there have been debates over a particular Toa tool (this is just the example the person brought up to me when talking about this issue). It basically seems like a random choice for that Toa. But then, the Toa was also someone whose personality was not established either -- so it would be IMO unfair to judge it as not making sense. The fact that a Toa (hypothetically) chooses a particular type of Toa tool could speak to their personality, so perhaps by the very act of canonizing it, you are also filling in that groundwork, which is in itself grounded in the obvious fact that different Toa have different personalities. :) (Of course, sometimes Toa don't have a choice which tool to use.)

Another issue is personal taste. IMO, usually when someone doesn't like an idea, it has a lot more to do with personal taste than whether it makes story sense or not. I'm sure the members of the team and fans in general will have our differeing personal tastes in the future. In my observation, a lot of times when someone say something in entertainment doesn't make sense, it really means that they don't like it, so they haven't tried to think of ways it does make sense.

Which is a great value of publicly discussing ideas. Hypothetically, even we could miss stuff; think something makes sense but there's a problem we hadn't considered. Maybe it will not actually be a problem once we step into objective shoes and realize it does make sense... but maybe it will. We'll see, yanno?

Yet another issue is contests vs. other suggestions. We do not plan to have any kind of a "contest-only" requirement, but we will do polls so in a sense it will be contest-oid. :P I'm frankly not sure I fairly understand this particular complaint, so I don't feel qualified to comment further at this time.

And only one other thing before I conclude. Some are seemingly against fan input at all. I would basically say, Bionicle is much more about fan input than some other stories out there, so if you're glued to that position, you might wanna keep that in mind; it's part of the franchise. :) Sort of like the EM -- the whole concept of that is heavily grounded in fan input, so for those who don't like that, it's something you need to consider when you form opinions of it. A statue of a dolphin might not be a statue of a penguin, but maybe that's because the sculptor intended to sculpt a dolphin, yanno? :P

Secondly, the act of criticizing fan input is in and of itself fan input, so seems contradictory and confusing.

In general, the sentiment has its value; it's better for a writer to invent things themselves. But fan suggestions come about precisely because corners of a story have been neglected, or even beyond the ability of a writer to fill out. If a writer wants to have a certain level of gaps filled in, and honestly does not feel he or she is qualified to deal with that particular gap, then by all means, have fan input!

For a personal example, I have asked my Paracosmos fans some things before. And often I have found that I ended up having to do what I wanted anyways because they weren't sure about it, and I do find that more fulfilling. But it would be oversimplification to try to stuff every situation into that mold. There are other times when their ideas were clearly better than mine.

Aaaand, in conclusion, lemme just challenge everybody, on both sides (or all three sides, or all twenty sides, etc. :P) of this issue to challenge themselves with these two things:

1) Whenever an idea comes up, play Devil's Advocate. Before you decide if you like it or not, first pretend you do, and try to imagine all the ways it DOES make sense. Use your imagination, in other words -- this is LEGO! ^_^

2) But by the same token, try to avoid just being obsessively for any and all canonization and play Devil's Advocate for those who would be against it too. Consider both sides fairly, objectively, and chances are you'll both be able to form a sensible opinion about it, AND be happier as a side effect, no matter what happens. ^_^

Above all, let's remember a major moral of the story we are fans of is Unity. :)


U N M O C A B L E Contest

Posted by bonesiii , Apr 04 2010 · 261 views
Bionicle Paracosmos

Welcome to the next Bones Blog MOC contest!

One of the most frequent set-related complaints I have seen posted on our forums is that certain Bionicle parts are supposedly "unMOCable" -- impossible to use in a Bionicle building creation in any way other than the original way the part was intended. Victims of this accusation range from Rhotuka spinners to Piraka spines.

I challenge that anti-imagination claim, and you should too.

Here's your big chance to prove the naysayers wrong -- even if you are one of them! tongue.gif I believe that the amount of uses of just about ANY part depends more on our own imagination and willpower to experiment than on such snap judgements. Just about every part I've heard them call unMOCable, I have found uses for, and I've seen many others do it too. On the other hand, some pieces have eluded even me as to MOCability, such as Kanoka disks.

Your job? Make a MOC (or post one you've already made) using at least one "unMOCable" part, showcasing ways to use it besides the original purpose in the official set. And the more such parts the better.

The best MOCs as picked by me and my brother Ojhilom will be used in upcoming Paracosmos stories, especially a Bonus Series epic coming soon (untitled at this time, possibly to be titled Lifeless). The bonus story will involve the traveling backstory of the Raogahk "Trickster" archer villain featured in Unseen, a return to the Koulshra Island of the first Bonus story, Sacrifice, the return of the Rahaga, and the continuation of the Turaga Dume plot developing in Unseen.

Valid pieces (and example uses I happen to know of):

Rhotuka spinners (a plus rod in the launch area hold it just fine)
Piraka spines (upside-down, as limb decoration, etc.)
Bohrok gear-bars
Mata torsos
Pohatu toes, Lewa Ax, Turaga staffs, etc.
Nui-Rama bodies
Bohrok canister grip pieces
Inika swords, torsos, heads
Zamor, Kanoka, squids, etc.
Rahkshi spines (one end can stick in some plus-rod sockets)
Vahki braincases
Visorak headbodies
Piraka "guns"
Cordak, squid launchers, etc.
Gadunka headplate
Karda Nui Makuta wings
Pohatu heliblades
Avtoran/Agori torsos
Glatorian heads
(NOT a complete list)
(Yes, HF leg armor, weapons, etc. are fair game, maybe some B10 pieces too)


Begins now. Ends at midnight Wednesday August 4th EST.


1) MOC must include at least one "unMOCable" piece.

2) Said piece must be used in a way other than the original way it was used in the set. Please briefly describe how you used it if it's not obvious from the pics (such as how exactly it is connected).

3) Piece must be approved by bonesiii as "unMOCable so-called". Either on the above list, or asked and approved in comments. Feel free to link to posts you've seen calling it unMOCable if you can find 'em.

4) We're not using categories for this one, but both old MOCs and new MOCs ARE allowed, with the following exceptions: BBC contest winning MOCs are not allowed, and neither are MOCs already submitted to a Bones Blog contest.

5) Each member may enter any number of MOCs. Yes, I said any number. smile.gif

7) The "one win per member" rule has become too much of a hassle in the previous contests, so we're dumping it, but we WILL factor it in terms of placement. So, if contestant A has two good MOCs, and contestant B has one good MOC, the placement would be ABA, etc.


Member: [the name you want permanently cited]
MOC name: [optional]
UnMOCable piece(s): [identify the piece and if needed explain how it's connected]
MOC bio: [optional storyline aspect of MOC]


The unnamed epic these MOCs will be for has flashbacks taking place all over the Paracosmos version of the MU. So any MU species is fair game. I'll include some details specific to the story here; if any of this inspires you go for it. smile.gif And you can do humanoid, non-humanoid, trans-humanoid, whatever the heck you feel like. Weapons, vehicles, etc. are even fair game in this. Let your imagination run wild! happy.gif I'll put the rest of this in spoilers:

» Click to show Spoiler - click again to hide... «

ION: The Bones Blog is taking a two-week break from the Unseen Monstery Mystery results story. This week is for this new contest. The Blue MOC contest results are ready in a Powerpoint file and I am getting the blog entry for that ready as a draft, which I hope to go public next week. After that, I'll return to the final chapters of Unseen with the Monster Mystery contest results!

Bohrok Kool contest has not yet been judged due to the work involved in getting these things done. We'll get to that; the results won't be used in my stories for a while, so for me there has been no rush. But of course for yall we don't want to delay too long so will try to get to it soon. smile.gif


Unseen Chapter 7

Posted by bonesiii , Apr 01 2010 · 68 views
Bionicle Paracosmos

Today the Bones Blog brings you Chapter Seven of this Bionicle Paracosmos blog-exclusive "Adventure Mystery" short epic, which serves as a slow-reveal of the winner of the Monster Mystery Art contest.

Previous Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6

Chapter 7

In a tunnel near the apparent lair of the Unseen monster, I was barely conscious in a strange state similar to shock and moments away from certain defeat…

Hujo lapsed in and out of consciousness as the blue energy bubble of the Songsphere carried him back towards the cavern. The unstoppable sphere was pushing the Unseen monster out of the way.

If the Ta-Matoran had been fully awake, he could have beheld the monster's true form. But he was laying on his back, almost knocked out from the sudden impact with the bubble’s inside wall when it formed and took off.

I MUST be awake when it’s time!

Hujo willed his eyes to open all the way. The sphere would drop the impenetrable bubbleshield the moment it arrived at the cavern – that was simply how it worked. And with the dampening field having taken away all his powers, the Jahurungi had only one chance.

Trying to wake up fully worked… for a second.

Then his eyelids bounced back like a pendulum. Closed.

He felt like his consciousness was a ball of gelatin that was being pressed and rolled back by a massive hand, distorting it and rearranging it mercilessly. Somewhere deep inside, he still wanted to survive, but he just lacked the willpower.

I’ve never come this close to sheer panic, Hujo thought.

And yet…

His mind continued to work at a mile a minute, like lightning sizzling through the squished geletinous mass. He thought through every detail of what he would do next in a split second. So fast he couldn’t even remember the thoughts a moment later.

The next moment, he was standing next to a lava flow.

The torches of Ta-Koro, his old home on Mata Nui Island, scented the air with a pleasant aroma. Hints of lurking infected Rahi – or worse – peeked through the trees. Then he saw it as a wasteland, leveled by a volcanic eruption.

At the slightest whim, he was flying through the air, wearing a strange suit. And he flew into space. Looked down upon the planet.

The planet became the Songsphere, and he his own ghost, looking upon his dead body thrown like litter on the ground next to it.

The doom he was about to suffer.

Hujo jerked awake.

Blue light faded.

Songsphere bubble disappeared.

He stood up, swinging the dead Blue Fire staff like a club. Bounced it clumsily off a stone column.

The downward-facing ‘flower petals’ of the Songsphere folded up, and the globe hovered down to float next to him.

Instantly, he tapped the Song of Ta-Metru – almost Ta-Koro by mistake.

A shadow loomed near him. The Unseen.

Sphere hovered higher.

Unfolded. Seemed to take hours.

Blue energy radiated…

And a bubble formed around him!

Once again, he clumsily bounced off the inside of the energy wall, and slipped onto his back. This time, he tried to sit back up in time to twist around and see the monster…

The Songsphere flitted through the cavern and into the exit cave like it was nothing. All Hujo saw was a silhouette.

But at least I know the size and overall shape, he thought.

As the sphere continued out into the trees of Le-Wahi, past the Destral Rock, and into the air towards Ta-Metru, Hujo’s trance-state mind ran through what he’d read in the tablets. He just barely remembered to cloak the Songsphere in flight.

There had been a kind of Unseen once that hovered by windows at night and reached a long tongue in to cause damage, then fled the scene before witnesses arrived.

He could rule that out.

A snake Unseen that shot Rhotuka from a distance. Ruled out.

Down the list of known Unseen, and monstrous creatures that Jorthoa the Unknown zoocraft owner had catalogued as possible future Unseen, his mind ran, eliminating.

The Unseen was not humanoid. That cut out a lot of candidates. Was of a certain size. Four legs, a wolf, lizard, or other beastlike quadrupedal design. Did it have a tail? He wasn’t sure.

Five candidates stood out most to him. One especially, though he couldn’t pin down why, beyond one obvious fact.

There had once been an Unseen in Metru Nui that had attacked only in Le and Ga-Metru.

It had stayed hidden among the thick foliage for a very simple reason – but a reason that was so strange to the Metru Nui Matoran and the Unknown that it had eluded Turaga Dume’s assigned investigators, including Volitaos, for months. It had killed over thirty Matoran before it was caught.

The reason? It had green fur.

That combined with its woody mechanical components had made it blend in exceptionally well in the forests.

The attacks of today happened in Le-Metru.

Hujo tried to continue reviewing the other possibilities, but his mind just kept on running faster and faster, while his body got more and more tired.

His last thought was that he needed to stock up on tons of weapons -- ones that would work without powers, like bombfruit launchers. He'd once routinely carried such weapons, but had been relying on his staff for a long time. And he'd have to keep them materialized; he could no longer rely on the energy pack.

Then he fell asleep.

In the Coliseum, Turaga Dume had vehemently insisted the two Freers delay their mission to free the Unseen monster's captives, claiming the Unseen was merely a distraction for the Trickster's true motives... then the elder took his insistence into shocking action...

Taureko stormed out of the Turaga meeting hall, Mohrook following. “How DARE he smash that mask like that!”

“Come back here!” Turaga Dume’s voice called down the hall. “The city needs you!”

The Ko-Matoran ignored the fiery elder. All he’d wanted to do was quickly tell Hujo that the two victims of the Unseen monster were still alive. But Dume had been obsessed with his personal mission… whatever it was – the elder refused to explain – and smashed Turaga Vakama’s Rikaori Mask of Telecommunication.

Enough was enough. Hujo and the two captives needed the Freers’ help. So help they would bring. Forget the insane Turaga.

“Maybe he has a point,” Mohrook said quietly as they neared the Gukko nests. “This enemy they call ‘the Trickster’… if Dume is right about what he wants, whatever it is, then we’re playing right into his hands by walking away.”

Taureko wanted to lash out angrily against this logic.

But he respected Mohrook far too much for that. “All I know is, Caroha herself, and the Jungledweller, told us what we’re here to do, and that it’s urgent. It didn’t involve being Dume’s delivery Matoran.”

The Onu-Matoran shrugged. “I can’t argue with that.”

Taureko stopped halfway to the Gukko nests. “You know, we should think this through, though. Where are we going to go? We don’t know where Hujo is by now.”

“We know what tunnel he ventured into.”

“Doesn’t this city have a telecommunications system, though?”

Mohrook nodded. “Let’s ask someone.”

As it turned out, that wasn’t hard. A group of guards was running towards them. “You two should not be alone!” one of them exclaimed. “Hujo instituted a five-mininum group rule during this crisis!”

Taureko gave a small smile, and willed himself to hover off the ground.

The five guards all stopped, their eyes wide.

“That’s just one power the Makuta gave me when I was their lab Lefeiru Rat,” Taureko said. “Mohrook is safer alone with me than any of you are without me here.”

They walked closer.

“Where can we broadcast a citywide message?” Mohrook asked them.

One of them spoke up. “This way. The systems don’t seem to be working properly, but the basic citywide function is working – our news broadcaster has been giving what updates he knows of.”

They followed this Ta-Matoran, who introduced himself as Tiribomba. He explained that normally, the city’s wirenet system enabled two-way calls or even one-way localized transmissions to specific videoscreens in the city, and recorded video footage of most of what went on.

Those functions had been damaged in the Great Cataclysm, and until the return of the Matoran, only fixed for a few buildings including the Coliseum. For about two-thirds of the city they were now fixed... But just a minute ago, they suddenly went offline again.

“It’s the Trickster’s doing,” another guard said. “He’s cutting off our communication, slowing down the solving of the Unseen mystery.”

Taureko didn’t really care at the moment. Hujo could be anywhere – a citywide broadcast was all he needed.

They entered a news studio with a decorative stone desk in front of a huge window that showcased the skyline. To the left were some wooden desks with a handful of Matoran working on news script tablets.

A particular Po-Matoran who wore a brown Matatu looked up at them when they entered. Taureko recognized him as Jofo, a storyteller, Kolhii player, and overall a high-energy guy whom the Turaga had agreed would fill well the foot armor of a news broadcaster.

“Do you have news?” Jofo asked, smiling cautiously. “We’ve got a lot going on and not much to report right now. City’s restless.”

“I…” Taureko paused. Telling the whole city the captives were alive might put their lives in more jeopardy. “I’m afraid I can’t reveal much. Look, we just need to use your citywide broadcast system real quick. We’ve been sent here to help Hujo.”

Jofo’s eyes brightened (literally). “THAT is news! Fahofa, write it up,” he said hurriedly to a Le-Matoran.

“You don’t understand,” Taureko said, trying to be patient. “We have to broadcast our own message. Now. Lives are at stake.”

Jofo clasped his hands together. “Well… this is highly irregular… but I suppose it’s an emergency. Come.”

The Po-Matoran sat them down behind the stone desk, and went to fiddle with a camera device.

“What will we say?” Mohrook asked.

“Nothing about… what Ito said,” Taureko replied, unsure when the cameras would turn on. “Just how to meet up. I have a plan.”


“Your face is citywide on my cue!” Jofo said. He held up his left hand, and with his right, pressed a button. A lid flipped up off of a tiny lightstone. Left hand pointed at them.

“Hujo,” Taureko said. “This is Taureko. Mohrook and I have come to help you with the Unseen mystery. We need to meet up. Wherever you are, wait about ten minutes, then shoot Blue Fire into the sky.”

He paused, trying to form the words. Staring at the round black eye of the camera was more disconcerting than he’d expected. “We’ll be… well, our friend from Nhoakrus lent us a… transportation method that… you know, shares a power in common with your flight method… transportation method… anyways, we’ll fly… go to your spot.”

Frostbite, I didn’t want to reveal it was flight related.

He moved on. “It’s about the status of the two captives. It might…”

The lightstone’s lid had flipped down on the word ‘status.’ He’d heard a faint crashing sound, he thought. From where?

“Standby,” Jofo said. “We’ve gone offline…”

A shadow crossed into the room.

Taureko’s eyes widened.

A whistle, and a line crossed the room. Hit Fahofa, bounced off. The Le-Matoran slumped over his desk.

Taureko saw now that another Matoran was already slumped over.

Jofo shrieked, as did the others in the room. More projectiles whirred, more Matoran dropped.

Kanoka arrows.

The dark red and yellow being standing in front of them was a Goulmaruian. As tall as a Toa, with a somewhat Tohunga-like shape of torso, short legs, and long arms. A head that resembled a Visorak’s body, but upturned so the Rhotuka-launching area was the giant round mouth, not unlike the giant round mouth of the Le-Matoran Fahofa’s Matoran Rikaori mask or the real Rikaori Turaga Dume had smashed.

In the being's left hand was a huge silver bow that doubled as a bi-blade, with a thin string of blue energy. The bow itself did not bend; the energy string instead stretched like elastic. His right hand was replaced by a sphere-like device with a single blade sticking out the front.

Raogahk the Trickster – for Taureko had no doubt who this was – had fired his first shot at a wire that the camera broadcast to. It was severed in a small explosion. His next shots took out the other Matoran in the room so fast nobody could react. Stun powers.

An arrow stretched back by a "sticky" power of the right hand's blade. Aimed at Jofo. Let go. Jofo down. Raogahk fired, reloaded, fired, reloaded, again and again in seconds

Taureko stood up fast… but felt slow. Pushed Mohrook behind him.

A yellow beetle ran intangibly through the room, picking up the shot arrows with its mandibles, and brought them back to Raogahk.

But the Trickster had plenty already; the device in place of his right hand was an energy pack. Arrows materialized as fast as they flew. Strung just as fast. His right hand was a blur, his left held steady but that arm pivoting gently to aim true at his targets.

Other weapons flew from launchers the guards had. Tiribomba landed a bombfruit blast on Raogahk’s head.

The Goulmaruian roared in anger. The sonic blast from his huge loudspeaker-mouth was visible, like a tornado of sound, and knocked the guards backwards.

Most of them didn’t stand back up. A final arrow downed the last of them.

Raogahk turned his bow on Taureko, who just stood there, waiting.

Arrow flew.

Hit him on the chest.

He stood, unaffected, armor absorbing the impact energy and the stun power. Raised his hand.

A stun beam flew out at the Trickster.

Raogahk snapped into a defensive stance with his left arm held straight out. The bow spun like a fan.

Energy beam hit the silver blur, white rays shining off of it. Raogahk stood, just as unaffected.

Taureko tried to talk sense into him. “What do you want with—”

BWAAAAAAAAAWAAAAAAAAWAAAAAAAAWAAAAAAAA! came the response, drowning out all other sound. Sonic waves filled the room, slammed into the camera, desk, and the two Matoran, and knocked it all towards the window.

Glass shattered, as the desk rammed them through the giant window. Camera slammed into Taureko’s mask. Only the absorbing power kept it from shattering, but he was still dazed.

A moment later his mind snapped into gear to feel the updraft and weightlessness of falling. Half of his mind knew he was safe thanks to his Noble Kadin power; half of him panicked.

Mohrook was lost among a cloud of broken glass.


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Em Guide Art Top Winners

Posted by bonesiii , Mar 25 2010 · 78 views
Expanded Multiverse

The following top winners of the Multiverse Guide Art contest (see the Results entry for the full array of winning images) are invited to create more art in specific remaining art slots. Congratulations to:

Chrome -- photorealistic style
A-Janus -- good at logos and other simple things
Veq -- good at sketches and stylized computer art
lewathetoa -- incredibly detailed paper art
MechaFizz -- very good at computer art
Shadow Velocity -- stunning computer art
Kayru -- high quality paper art

The art slots that these specific members are invited to create art for:

1 Contents whitespace -- any image that represents the Multiverse, preferably small
4 after Writing Rules, tons of space for a big image (could be multiple medium images here)
6 room for a pic on any topic from the basics text
13 another more accurate version of Blue Grime, small
19 small pic of an ITH interior on Central, preferably WN
21 lots of room for a big pic, any Alarist theme
25-26 Promathus CEOs & Union bosses, very small
27 Stadium, with ongoing Clash game probably, medium
33 Another small Industrial pic, any theme
55 Tyrant Duke Choruul, small (must wait for the Tyrants MOC results, coming very soon)
61 random small tyrant-themed image, maybe the winning Tyrant MOC???
69 Enlightened scene
72 Izumal hovertower
83 an agent, realistic metallic lighting on the armor
87 Cargo Star colored

Winners, discuss in the comments to this entry who wants to take what slots. Probably best to avoid more than one artist taking the same slot for this (with some exceptions). We'd ideally like to include everything you make for this. smile.gif

I'm not officially assigning a deadline to this, for now. ASAP, though. smile.gif


Monster Mystery: Chapter 6 Of Unseen

Posted by bonesiii , Mar 25 2010 · 65 views
Bionicle Paracosmos

Today the Bones Blog brings you Chapter Six of this Bionicle Paracosmos blog-exclusive "Adventure Mystery" short epic, which serves as a slow-reveal of the winner of the Monster Mystery Art contest.

Previous Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

Chapter 6

In a dark tunnel under Le-Wahi, I was running for my life from the Unseen Monster…

Hujo managed only one thought as he ran in terror, as sounds of stomping on broken glass shards echoed throughout the chamber… as an unimaginably deep-pitched growl made all the glass littering the floor shake.

I’m just glad my feet have armor… but will it even matter?

He fired another Blue Fire bolt backwards. He glanced forward, leaped over the sharp glass ‘teeth’ stuck to a metal chute ring. Glanced back. Saw the Blue Fire bolt fizzle, much closer this time.

The power-dampening field was almost to him.

Frantically, he gave a mental command to his energy pack. The Songsphere materialized in his left hand. A moment later and the energy pack probably wouldn’t have worked.

He tapped the Song of Ta-Metru.

Messed it up in his haste. The Songsphere did nothing.

That was probably a blessing in disguise. Once it started on its path, the Songsphere could not be stopped, so if he’d just tapped in the song of, say… the hottest furnace in the world, he could die when he arrived.

Tried the Song of Ta-Metru again.

This time the sphere hummed, shaking as if trying to activate.

But then went quiet. No bubble of blue energy. No travel.

The Monster was almost onto him. He fired a flame bolt. The Edge of the dampening field hadn’t passed him yet. So the Songsphere should have worked – but there was simply no way out.

Hujo felt his heart turn into a dark stone. He knew what was coming. The tunnel ahead was blocked.

So he just ran. He became sheer animal for a minute, as the dampening field passed him.

The three bolts of flame between the prongs of his staff dimmed. They did not go out, but he couldn’t send flames out beyond the prongs now. He clung to the one hope that he could at least burn the monster a little, maybe make it think twice…

The flames went out entirely.

Desperately, he tapped the Song of Ta-Metru again.

A hum. Then nothing.

But the Songsphere itself still worked. There was something the field didn’t dampen.

He glanced back, knowing the beast was right on top of him, hoping to at least see it in the dim light cast by his eyes and heartlight. But all he saw was a vague four-legged beast.

Later, he couldn’t explain what happened next. The sight should have terrified him into total beastlike panic, but instead, something snapped inside of him.

Now he felt no fear in his mind.

He was about to die anyways, assuming the monster killed its prey – not a chance he wanted to take, but what choice did he have?

His legs kept running – indeed, he lost control of them and they ran even faster, though pain racked through his body from his screaming, exhausted muscles.

But in his head, all he could do was think. And his thoughts became crystal clear. Maybe it was just his nature as the Jahurungi, but he didn’t dwell on it.

Why had he felt a breeze earlier if the tunnel was blocked?

Answer: The tunnel isn’t totally blocked. Just too small for him to fit. He could have fired enough blue flames through earlier to vaporize a big enough hole.

But he hadn’t been thinking. It was too late.

On Destral, Hujo had once traveled through a small space by willing the Songsphere to form mere tendrils around him instead of the full-sized bubble, and pull him along behind it, as if it was the head of a snake and he was the body.

He wanted to try that now, but he knew it wouldn’t work.

The Songsphere hadn’t truly done that on Destral because he willed it; it did that on its own because a path was open. Now, the path was simply not wide enough. It was only a coincidence that he’d thought of what the Songsphere would do before it did it. He knew that now, with his increased mental clarity.

He only had time for one desperate last move. What should it be?

He briefly considered trying his energy pack again.

If the Songsphere still worked, maybe it would. Beings could actually store themselves inside the packs. Maybe he could suddenly disappear, leaving the monster to puzzle where he went.

What if the beast was intelligent? It had lured him into this trap despite all his caution. What if it figured out he was in the backpack he would leave laying on the ground? All it would have to do is shatter the stonelike object, and Hujo – and all his stuff – would materialize in the tunnel.

He couldn’t risk it.

Rapidly his mind zoomed around ideas and objects and questions in his head.

Finally, he had an idea, in the last second. And there was no more time to debate it.

Songsphere in hand.

Song of the Unseen itself.

Gave the song a tinge of the conglomerate song of the beast’s home in the cavern, but still mixed with the living song of the monster itself.

Tapped it in.

The Songsphere hummed. It started to unfold like petals of a flower… hesitated.

He had confused it. On purpose.

Told it to take him to the very monster blocking the only exit. But the monster was right behind him – he could feel glass shards kicked up by its feet bouncing off his back. The Songsphere didn’t understand why he would want to travel to where he already was.

But the Song of the Unseen didn’t exist only right behind him – it was spread throughout the lair behind the monster itself. So was “here” really “here”?

Hujo took his final chance. Poured every ounce of energy he had left into his tortured leg muscles. Ran faster. Not right next to the monster now.

Songsphere unfolded. Became a metal flower, aimed down. Hovered higher.

Blue energy came out. Formed a bubble.

In the next second, Hujo lost his balance as the bubble yanked him forward and inside, and also flew backwards, so he rammed into the other side of the bubble wall. Fell to his feet, dazed.

The Ta-Matoran lay there at the bottom of the bubble of light. He couldn’t see what happened next because his eyes closed from sheer exhaustion and from the collision, but he understood it.

Now that the Songsphere was in motion, it had changed things because of simple physics.

The bubble filled up the whole tube of the tunnel. Hujo had dimly noticed earlier that the tunnel’s diameter was identical to that of the standard bubble the Songsphere formed; he hadn’t consciously realized it until his mind snapped into the strange state.

As it zoomed towards the Unseen, it made its own wind. Pushed all the air between the Unseen and the bubble back.

This slightly pushed back the Unseen itself.

Instantly, the Songsphere stopped humming in confusion, and set its destination. It was going to the cavern, because now it ‘realized’ it could simply push the Unseen out of the way.

So it did. It rammed into the beast, and bumped and rolled it backwards. The Unseen roared in fury, but it could do nothing.

When the sphere reached a metal ring, it simply shrunk slightly, letting out some air, passed through, and let in more air to return to standard size after passing through. But its shield remained solid to the monster, pushing it forward mercilessly.

Soon the monster itself was running. But it was angry, oh so angry, and when the Sphere reached the cavern beyond and dumped Hujo out, he knew he would have only seconds.

So he rested… but tried desperately to hold onto consciousness.

In the Coliseum, Taureko and Mohrook the Freer had just witnessed Dume and the other Turaga turn a table like a wheel, which the city leader claims bought them time.

“Where can we find Hujo?” Taureko asked. “We have to tell him the missing Matoran are alive.”

“I am not finished,” Dume said. “And now that you’re here, I need your help.”

“Help doing what?”

“I need you to collect some things for me.”

“With respect, sir,” Mohrook said, “We are here on Caroha’s orders herself, and our focus must be freeing the two captives. Is this part of that?”

Dume scowled. “There is more to this than mere captives, you fools! The Unseen is just a distraction the Trickster sent! He wants what’s in this table. We must stop him!”

Taureko narrowed his eyes. He didn’t appreciate the elitism. I was a captive once. Is this why Metru Nui never lifted a finger to help me then? The elder had a point, but…

“What’s in the table?” Surkahi asked.

The Turaga stabbed the floor loudly with his staff. “That is NOT for you to KNOW! Stop questioning me!”

Taureko understood the urgency, but his mission was urgent too. “Sir, the captives’ lives are still in danger! We cannot delay!”

He called him ‘sir’, but they all knew neither Freers answered to Dume. They were not Metru Nui citizens. Dume seemed to get that message, at least. He calmed down.

Slightly. “Both of you can fly. Mohrook, you can take the invisible bird. Taureko, we all know the Makuta’s experiments let you use your Noble Kadin. So I need you. Two vats. Bring them, and then you can go find Hujo.”

Vakama gave a small cough, and switched his mask.

The Suva teleported a Great Rikaori to his face. The mask of Telecommunication – and the elder held a Btou staff that enabled him to use it. “They don’t have to physically find him, Dume. This will only take a minute.”

But Dume just got more adamant. “Skyscraper T34, westernmost tip of Ta-Metru, Taureko. Mohrook, O17, eastern Onu-Metru.”

I can fly,” Surkahi said, shapeshifting himself a pair of wings, “And I’m not the only Unknown nearby. But what are the vats for?”

“Ingredients!” Dume spat. “And I refuse to let the Unknown in on this. Get out, Surkahi! This is not your city!”

“For what?”


The shapeshifter seemed totally calm, but answered quickly. “I mean, ingredients for what?”

Dume just roared back at the shapeshifter, and pointed at Taureko and Mohrook. “GO! NOW!”

Taureko held up his hands. “Calm down! I just want to send a quick message first—”

Suddenly Dume was a blur. He raced up to Turaga Vakama, staff held high, and jumped into the air.

Taureko had no idea the elder could move so fast. And he realized what would happen. He jerked into flight. Reached out. Too late…

The staff slammed into the Kanohi Rikaori.

Shattered it.


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The point is, writing either a drum solo, or is like a mountain, the bigger the base, the higher it can get, and the more amazing it is. Think about it, when building a mountain of dirt or sand, you need to slowly create your huge base, then as you build towards the peak things get faster and easier to pile on. The High points are where the story is fast paced and we are reaching the climax--what we just left on the last mountain of story we had (the MU story arch), and now Greg is building a new story mountain for us."

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Logic is the key.

I am insane. I know that I am insane. In fact, I know that I am so insane, that I am incapable of realizing that I am insane. Therefore, I know that I am not insane.

Forgetting things since.... umm....

Creativity should not be confused with nuclear weapons.

I heart logic.

Only dead things do not change. Much.

Pay attention now. Repeat after me. "Bones. Can. Be. Wrong."

The problem is, "Tradition for tradition's sake" is like flying blind in an airplane. It's like saying as you approach a mountain "But we've always flown in this direction before... why would we change direction? It isn't the tradition!"

Remember that -- clever absurdity, designed to harmonize with certain tastes, is the key to originality.


People are like snowflakes. No two are the same.

Yes, the Toa will win somehow. But let me give you a challenge. Write a story. In which the good guys win, or the bad guys win, doesn't matter. But write it with only introducing the challenges that the winner must overcome, and avoid showing how the winner wins. Just set up the problem, then skip to the end:

"In the end, this character wins, somehow."

Now, do you think this is a successful format for a story, that anybody would really want to read? [...] Readers demand that you as writer have thought through the "how" of the story.

Where is this idea coming from?


[L]et's not mince words here -- all LEGO products are toys. It's a toy company, in the toy business. There's nothing wrong with that.

[A] wise Daoist once said that a name is merely a label. If a person calls me a "nerd", then that is their label for me. If a person calls me a "human", that is a label. If they call me "bonesiii", that is a label. I would simply reply that, if "nerd" is the term they wish to apply to me, like "human", then so be it -- I would thus be proud of that label, because I am proud of who I am.

I'm not telepathic.

I don't know if this is just the way I'm wired, but I don't really think like "hey, wanna be my friend?" I just be myself, treat others with respect and friendliness, and those who would make good friends just sorta show up. And I really don't think like "well, you're not my friend, you are, you aren't" etc. Anybody can be my friend.

*revives topic, only to kill it seconds later*

My two pieces of eight.

Ha ha! Voriki myth still isn't dead? It's been so long since the constant flow of these topics stopped I guess I thought Voriki had finally kicked the bucket. Well, I hate to put another nail in the old guy's coffin, but...

Topic closed.

I Heart Logic


Ahhhhh, the sweet smell of complaint topics in July!

I think Evil Lord Survurlode is out to get me.

Bionicle doesn't revolve around ANY one fan. Not even you.

Bionicle does NOT age with its fans.

If something absolutely has to be done for the greater good, it is by definition NOT evil.

Think, guys, think! You have brains! Use them!

Logic is not some meaningless buzzword you can throw around like pie, at least not as long as I, an actual logician, am here.

Common myth. The answer is: "Yes, if you are an ancient Greek."

Last I checked, most of us aren't ancient Greeks. tongue.gif Some of us are ancient Geeks, but...

Besides, show me a brown rock, and I'll use your logic on you. "That's not a rock, it's hardened lava."

The best symbol of stone would be gray. But it would probably sell almost as bad as brown -- LEGO needed a "flashy" color, more like what Ta, Ga, and Le Toa have.

Do not insult cheese.

Omi's right.


(Four eight fifteen sixteen twenty-three... *ahem*)

Logic! Why don't they teach logic in these schools?

Can you imagine MNOG ending with the Turaga and Matoran executing Ahkmou?

So here's the question: If LEGO working harder by listening to fans is "lazy", then wouldn't they be "lazy" if they listened to you -- a fan?

You don't need to hate to say it.

Four extra letters. "Bionicle sets." How hard is that?

Actually, three extra letters since the s just moves.

If they are "Bionicles", then you are "History".

BZPers are often the exception, not the rule.



Of course it's cruel -- did you think bad guys were Mother Teresa?

It isn't like I hide it, but it also isn't like I go up to random students at college at say "Hey, I like Bionicle, isn't that something?!"

One man's junk is another man's treasure.

I had the same theory in ages past, and Greg personally disproved it.

The thing can destroy time, man. You guard those kinda things.

Brevity is the soul.

Which I suppose is a fancy way of saying, "I have no idea."

I attack my own theories. I'm weird like that.

If only books could be updated like web pages.

Bionicle was supposedly a betrayal of everything LEGO stands for, its pieces far too clunky, a horrible turn away from the more "intelligent" Technic and a total stabbing in the back of the good old brick, an insult to AFOLS, evidence of a mythical trend away from the construction toy, far too violent, etc.

It's really pretty simple:

Gadunka is one of the "coolest" sets ever. Most inventive, most unusual, most striking. Thus, he is horrible.

Of course they're weird. All Bionicle names are supposed to be weird. Show me the Bionicle name that is "normal".

You just completely contradicted yourself. If Mata Nui was working out great, then wouldn't Metru Nui have made less money?

If that's greedy, then you are greedy for driving in a car to get somewhere far away fast, for wearing shoes so you can walk at a reasonable pace without cutting your feet, using silverware to better eat your food, using a telephone to avoid having to make a trip and speak, using a computer to type a forum post when you could walk personally to everybody's house and speak what you just said over and over and over again.... At least 2000 times to account for all the possible active BZP members, and preferably about five million times -- and you'd have to go door to door throughout the whole world to even figure out which people were Bionicle fans anyways before you started confusing monks in Tibet with strange words like "Kongu" and "Cordak". All within your own lifetime, regardless of whatever else you had wanted to do in your life.

And forget speech. You have to scratch out the message with your fingernails in stone. Then maybe you wouldn't be greedy. Maybe.

Nobody would surprise me, so it's probably Makuta. But I went with Hydraxon, because he's a weapons master and it would make sense, no?

Why didn't I think of that earlier?

I don't just ask rhetorical questions -- I answer them.

I knew you'd say that.

You're a body with a head. So what?

A simple conversion is not a business plan to actually get two radically different markets to behave as if they were the same.

Um, hello? Are my posts invisible?

Universe go poof.

We All Live In An


I hate typing Roman numerals above three.

I always find these topics funny -- everybody goes in circles, pointing to the exact same aspect of the set and going "See that? So it's obvious it's horrible! How can you not see that?", and then someone else saying, "See that? It's obvious it's awesome! How can you not see that?"

Obviously, not everybody sees I to I.

They have their uses -- like if you're making a MOC that's supposed to be a light green faceless humanoid.

I hate it when I can't tell if someone's joking.

Yes, that's an excuse to be lazy.

Hold on just a second. I think you have things backwards. Mata Nui was not paradise -- it was a place of horror and war for a thousand years!


I'm a logician. I can tell you that your argument does not merely sound illogical. It is.

Yeah, that'd be bad. Next question?

We'd still have wooden ducks, no plastic bricks, and definately no LEGO if change was prevented. Really, we wouldn't even have that.

It is unfortunate that it's this way (at least for us). But it is. We might as well come to grips with it.

And I walk away in peace.

You have no idea how many times I've read this style of opening to this kind of topic, man. I must admit I am very very tired of it.

*deeeeep breath*

*shakes head madly*

Okay, I'm good.

My memory doesn't go back that far.

If I didn't agree with something, I'd try to find out the reasons for it before doing anything else, which is something I think some people forget to do and instead they dig themselves a hole for no reason.

Lol, I think you missed the point -- BR isn't going to think your forum deserves approval if he has to be told it exists.

I'm a coolomaniac.

But I like spam!

This is not a country. This is a website. Countries are led by governments. Websites are owned by owners. Countries are places you physically exist in, and may have difficulty leaving. Websites are places YOU choose to go. Countries are places you may be born in, or grow up in, etc.

BZPower is a place YOU sign an agreement in order to join. Blame cannot be placed on us when a member violates that agreement. And if a member chooses not to like that agreement anymore, they are free to leave at will. If a member violates the agreement they made with us, we are justified in punishing the member as agreed.

I'm a logician -- I think in terms of what makes sense all the time. I don't just agree -- I know why I agree, and I think my reasons are pretty sound.

If I'm breaking a rule, it's because I gave myself permission to allow myself an exception, thus I am not technically breaking it.

[A]lthough Evil Lord Survurlode does seem to be making a bit of a comeback, just like Sauron, so we might have an epic war that will spawn a novel and three giant books of a trilogy soon... but yeah...

I object to the wording of this question.


I'm A Doctor, Not A Great Being

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Ever had one of those moments where you think you just passed into an alternate timeline? This is one. ()_o

Rants are based on pompous egos and desire to pick a fight. Not intelligence.

The Monster on LOST is Makuta.

Cynics are some of the most naive people on the planet. They hear someone claim things are bad, and they accept it without question.

I'm a realist with an imagination.

I blame Survurlode.

You see a flamer, your response should not be to just flame him back -- you lower yourself to his level if you do.

Let's open that can of worms, as unpleasant as it might be. [...] *I'm not afraid of you, worms!*

"Transformation" can be as simple as a bomb rearranging a building into a debris field.

Far better to be proven wrong than to be wrong without knowing it.

I remember when I was a kid, and I was just playing around, I didn't know this stuff, so I said gas prices were five dollars at my play gas station.

My dad laughed, said gas would never be that expensive.

Toa carrying rifles... as they ride their space shuttles into... Klingon territory...

Kazi [ha]s Rahkshi staffs. (Oooh, Kazi=evil??)

Take an election between two candidates. Obviously, both candidates will get votes. However, one will get more votes, and one will get less. You would be, in this example, voting for the one with less votes (Mr. Olderfanson). You see why the fact that you, one person, did vote for that guy, doesn't prove that he won the election? [...] "Mr. Newerfanson" won the election.


In general, I do enjoy debates--but I don't enjoy being flamed, no. Nor do I enjoy wasting time when I have tons of PMs I need to reply to and top secret reference projects to work on and all that responding to things that could have been cleared up with more thought before posting, heh. Debates can still get tedious when it seems (please note "seems"!) that a few people refuse to approach them with an open mind.


I didn't even spell "the" right.

Lol. I never said I'm always right! Yeesh, what do I have to do to convince you guys I don't think that? Purposefully take wrong positions or something?

Guess what? I could draw before I learned to write, but does that mean I should get all huffy and insulted at the fact that not everybody shares my particular talent? This is just absurd, isn't it? Did you honestly think that everybody has the same talents and gains proficiency at the same time?

When someone much older than you was a kid, LEGO was wooden toys. [fogie teeth voice]"These newfangled plastic things are insulting! As if there isn't money to be made in good old fashioned woodblock toys!"[/fogie teeth voice]

Can we sing kumbaya yet? Sing it! Koooooooo----oom---bah-----yaaaaaaaaahhhhhh.

Or something... Sing it! You don't even have to agree with me! Just sing it anyways, maaan!


Your mistake is that you are thinking in terms of a simplistic "formula" of strength, and thinking that can be used to predict everything. It can't--every situation is different, and sometimes a weak Matoran might catch a glimpse of a passing Rahkshi while a powerful "Toa Ultimaultrasuper" might get blasted to bits when the same Rahkshi actually attacks. You need to be realistic--think in terms of the situation. Stories are based on that--they are a "game of seconds and inches" where dangers both big and small can occur to both powerful and weak people, and how you perform depends on your brains and the time you have to prepare more than your actual power level.

Why did the entirely robotic Bohrok need teeth? Someone explain how that is okay but teeth in Piraka isn't?

Phew. Now, to post, and see if I maxed the text limit out.

Yabo! Hahaha!

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Thanks X. Thanks D. Thanks X and D. XD

I lazy.

You can make any innovation look bad if you point to the non-innovative ways (the old "normal" ways) and claim they must be followed blindly.

But what I don't get about it is -- why the apparent desire to kill characters off for no reason? In real life you meet tons of people who you will never meet again, and they're not dead. Is that to you a problem? I don't get it -- you'd go insane if you tried to stay in touch with every random old lady that said hi when you were walking the dog...

Yes, my post in this topic is product placement. So sue me.

In addition, high gravity affects spacetime on a fundamental level, slowing time down and bending the spatial brane. Not to be confused with the spacious brain.

It would create a field of electrogravimetry that would pull all nearby matter in and then make it explode. The explosion cloud would take the form of an anchovy.

There's only a slim chance that we exist.

I love taking myself out of context.

I think it's admirable to be careful not to offend people where it makes sense. But at some point, you have to be willing to stand up for yourself and be confident enough that if someone comes at you with an unreasonable accusation, you don't take it.

I think aliens invaded already and have fooled us into thinking they are mere animals who "meow".

Good stories aren't puppet shows. They are tales of life, with realistic characters -- people -- living out their lives, with really minimal "guiding" by the author.

Oh goody, a complainer to blast to oblivion.

To begin with, I disagree strongly with pretending it is "killing off", rather than a serious story being told, with serious themes and life in the story. Characters aren't "killed off". They die.

I find this term somewhat offensive, because it implies the writer kills the character like a TV show host telling a contestant to leave. This is not a game show. It is the events of the storyline that kill the character. That term is merely a psychological shield to avoid the emotion of the moment in the story. IMO, that's a kind of immaturity.


You can't always get what you want "now now now". Your logic makes no sense -- if you want to know what's in the books, that means you support the books' existence. Yet you apparently want spoilers to go up the day it's out, so in the countries where it is bought, people could just read the spoilers and not buy the book, risking its sales going down and the books ending, and thus no more spoilers for you to read!

Truth = Truth. And nothing else.

I had spammed ten thousand times.

A good comedy is a development, like a story, not a punchline. You start with a situation, and it goes in unexpected, funny ways, which leads into other twists, to a conclusion that often can be more serious than funny, avoiding random cliches and developing enough logic that it doesn't feel like you slapped random nonsense down. Comedies Forum has this bad rap of having a lot of Unfunny Stuff -- I think it's the temptation to write short punchlines drawing on typical one-liner cliches that causes this. The 300 word rule is a good basic start to avoiding that problem.

Dude. My voting precint is a "23". ph34r.gif

And what people are saying about randomosity is true -- I hope that it's not surprising that as a logician, I understand how to be funny (though I won't try in this post ). Logic isn't for Spock who refuses to smile -- you actually need logic in your comedy to make it funny. In my experience, a balance of logic and random nonsense helps -- even logic OF the random nonsense.

I highly recommendate it.

Another mistake a lot of people make is thinking a comedy must be 100% funny -- reality is that that tends to just overwhelm the reader and come off more as spam. If you look at my Survurlode interviews, for example, there is always at least one serious theme that the whole work revolves around. The serious aspects support the humorous, and vice versa.

*strongly approves of the use of the term "bionical"*

Well, my observation has always been the opposite -- more established official facts inspires MORE fan imagination -- at least with imaginative official facts. It was really only once the "gappists" starting complaining, in my observation as a 2003+ member here, about "tons of official facts" that I saw the fanfiction community here really explode with creativity.

Think about it -- imagination feuls imagination. Less imagination doesn't -- it starves imagination.

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How much wood would a woodwood wood if a woodwood would would wood?

But my point related to that isn't that I literally think it should be FULLY sun-sized. I'm just saying, there's a whole range, from a little larger than Earth, to a LOT larger, to a TONTONZILLION larger, and it's all possible if the story team just feels like it.

*imagines massive asteriod pulling out a pirate's telescope lol*

GD is NOT for storyline-only discussion. That discussion belongs in S&T.

S&T policies are designed for good reasons, tried, tested, and they work.

Sure I'm sure -- it's Bionicle. Anything's possible.

I never understand these claims -- how do you know what "proportionate" is for that character? He's a fictional character, made out of plastic LEGO parts.

So why get annoyed at it? When you look at a giraffe, do you get annoyed? It makes no sense to me to do so.

Besides, you're setting yourself up for it. Nobody ever told you these characters were supposed to be exactly human.

If you look at an ape, would you say it's done wrong, just because it resembles a human?

I plan not to, but I guess if the site shut down I'd kinda have to, wouldn't I?

...they usually give their jokes when they have the upper hand at the moment, though, or when they've just run into a frustrating difficulty that's not immediately dangerous, which are realistic IMO. When they're in immediate danger, I am not aware that they pause to crack jokes.

I strongly disagree -- everybody capitalizes their name. It's cliche.

(I do not capitalize because 1) I hate being cliche, and 2) it is symbolic of humility.)

I knew you'd say that.

Seriously though, obviously the focus groups like silver, guys -- there's no mystery, those of you portraying it as odd that LEGO keeps using the color. This is how personal taste works -- it differs, and you're gonna find yourself in the minority sometimes. Best get used to it -- that's life.

*lets self dp*

I'm not a soldier, but I know that keeping your sense of humor alive even in dangerous or serious situations can be a huge boon to keeping your sanity.

He who forgets how to laugh forgets how to live.

I heart silver. My favorite metallic. If I had my way, gold would be considered lesser than silver.

The red eye thing is the closest thing you have to evidence, but I could argue that Berix is the traitor for spending time away from the villages, or Ackar is the traitor because his name sounds like Admiral Ackbar and there was a traitor in Star Wars called Darth Vader.

Ultimately it comes down to this for me -- YOU choose to dissapointed or miserable.

If you expected the universe to be perfect, that was your choice, and really not very sensible of you.

If I as a writer were to try to appeal to the attitude you express in your post, I would feel like I am constantly walking on eggshells. Everytime I had a cool idea how to use a character, or more importantly logic told me the character naturally would be involved in something, I would have to worry about whether I shouldn't do it as it might offend someone.

That's a miserable way to write, and I wouldn't wish that on the story team, myself, or anyone.

But one thing. Everyone expects something when they do something.

Very true. For example, when I posted the above post, I expected somebody to reward me with this point, giving me an excuse to discuss it in a separate post so as to give it better focus.

Therefore, the more "things to expect" from a "donation or whatever the heck you want to call it", the more likely we get mooooolaaaaaaaa. Therefore good.

I don't see what the anology has to do with this. "Chevys" (or "Chevies") makes sense. Like "Keets" or Morby or my personal favorite for Makuta -- Terry Mack. "Biological Chronicles" referring to beings makes no sense. And as I typed this, a Chevy ad came on TV. They called it "Chevy." Seriously, exact same time.

Oh my, you're completely irrelevant metaphor makes you look sooo intelligent.

This is obviously getting out of hand, so I guess I have to close it. Also, you failed to answer my question. When a moderator asks you a question, answer it. Capisce? wink.gif

Please do not attack people like that. That is flaming, or at best trolling, both of which are not allowed.

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