1170 replies to this topic

[Toa Zehvor MT]

Off topic, but...I really, really hate this new quote design. I can't tell where my quote ends and where my text begins.

 

One more thing to rage about in the Christmas spirit.

 

Chapter 159: A Christmas Surprise

 

In the Core…

Evil Tahu: …so you're the one who's been banging on my doorbell this late at night.

Obviously Evil Being: …I wasn't aware that the Core even had time.

Evil Tahu: …well…it does. And who in the world are you?

Obviously Evil Being: …the name is….4 Mask.

Evil Tahu: …

Obviously Evil Being: Ok, no, not really, that would be far too much resurrecting of a dead character even for this joke of a world.

Evil Tahu: You don't even look like a Rahkshi, anyway.

Obviously Evil Being: My name…is Speeda Demon.

Evil Tahu: …you must be from Hero Factory.

Speeda Demon: How in the world did you know that?

Evil Tahu: No Bionicle is named that pathetically.

Speeda Demon: …well…right, whatever. At any rate…I am currently a member of an army that is surrounding the Bionicles' house at this moment.

Evil Tahu: …really?

Speeda Demon: Indeed. Now, there have been many attempts at taking over the house before…but none of them have succeeded.

Evil Tahu: I'm aware.

Speeda Demon: Mainly because they continually seem to find ways to respawn…rather stupidly, too, I might add.

Evil Tahu: …where are you going with this?

Speeda Demon: I am here to offer a proposition.

Evil Tahu: …and that is?

Speeda Demon: You will shut down the Core for the next week. Let no one pass through the ethereal barrier of life to the great beyond.

Evil Tahu: …don't…wait…what?

Speeda Demon: If no Bionicles make it to the Core, then they cannot be teleported out of the Core and back into the real world, correct?

Evil Tahu: …uh…I guess so?

Speeda Demon: So I want you to shut down the Core so the Bionicles cannot respawn when they are killed…and in return…a common foe will be vanquished with no effort on your part.

Evil Tahu: …

Speeda Demon: …

Evil Tahu: No. Forget it. I have been tasked with the management of this bizarre location…and I will not simply go on vacation because you're trying to kill some people whom I may or may not like very much.

Speeda Demon: *sigh* Very well. (pulls out one of his golden swords and runs Evil Tahu through with it)

Evil Tahu: AUGH!!

Speeda Demon: If you will not agree to work with us…then we will simply take your place and control your location by ourselves. (wrenches his sword out of Evil Tahu's body)

Evil Tahu: (collapses on the ground)

Speeda Demon: You. Matoran.

Matoran: …me?

Speeda Demon: Would you care to work with us and shut down the Core? 

Matoran: …uh…

Speeda Demon: …or would you rather wind up like him? (gestures to Evil Tahu)

Matoran: …it's done. Core will be shut down immediately. (hurries off)

Speeda Demon: Excellent. Now there are no infinite live cheat codes for our enemies…and a clear path to victory for us. 

Evil Tahu: …*gasp*…this will…shut down…the entire Core for everyone…no one who dies will be able to respawn.

Speeda Demon: Oh, I'm aware of that. (grabs Evil Tahu and lifts him into the air) I'm just not planning on dying.

Evil Tahu: …

Speeda Demon: …heh heh heh….HA HA HA….MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!

Evil Tahu: …

Speeda Demon: …ok, that was a bit over the top. But still. (sends a bolt of electricity through Evil Tahu's body)

Evil Tahu: (explodes violently)

Speeda Demon: …the time of the Bionicles has ended. The time of the Namagahara…has come. (heads back through a portal into the real world as the Core begins to collapse and close in on itself)

 

Meanwhile, back in the real world…

Samus: What's the situation?

Tahu: It would appear that the entire house is surrounded by a…rather large group of Bionicles and Hero Factory sets from the other house.

Samus: …and what's that big lizard thing?

Tahu: Oh. It appears they managed to find an incredibly fat dinosaur somewhere along the way, too.

Xplode: (walks up)

Tahu: Any news?

Xplode: Nope. Outside of the obvious: "We're surrounded and this is looking really bad" stuff.

Tahu: …ah. Thank you for that.

Xplode: It does appear, however, that they have one central leader to their entire army.

Tahu: …and who might that be?

Xplode: That Toa over there. The one talking to that really fat dinosaur thing.

Samus: He's a lizard!

Tahu: Oh. Him.

Xplode: Some Hero Factory set kept calling him "Pat."

Tahu: …Pat?

Xplode: Yeah.

Tahu: …that sounds…rather…unepic.

Samus: Well, only one thing to do in a situation like this. 

Tahu: Samus! You can't go out there! You'll get torn to shreds by that army!

Samus: Who said I was going out there? I was going to suggest that we blare Nicki Manaj music from every speaker in the house until they decide that this stupid siege of theirs isn't worth it.

Tahu: …

Xplode: …

Tahu: …that's a…surprisingly good idea. Let's give it a shot. You guys slightly open some windows…and I mean slightly, so they can't throw anything inside.

Xplode: We have mesh screens that would block any items thrown anyway.

Tahu: Just…make the openings small anyway. I'll turn the music on.

Samus: Right.

Xplode: On it.

 

5 minutes later, outside…

(Insert a bad mix of poorly written lyrics and swear words rolled into a song with some background music playing here)

Pat: …what is that…noise?

Kraid: RAwagawaganjawara.

Pat: For the last TIME…I do not speak your foreign language.

Kraid: (holds up a whiteboard that reads: "I believe it is their battle cry.")

Pat: …hmm. Doesn't sound like particularly good music to get yourself pumped up to, but hey, who am I to judge?

Speeda Demon: (appears out of a portal)

Pat: Ah. Speeda. How did it go?

Speeda Demon: …it….went.

Pat: …

Speeda Demon: Evil Tahu is dead.

Pat: Ah. Unwilling to comply?

Speeda Demon: Yes.

Pat: Oh well. Such is war. And I assume the Core is…?

Speeda Demon: Offline.

Kraid: Arwagagjangkjanga?

Pat: ...

Speeda Demon: No, I didn't bring a snack back for you.

Kraid: …raaaawww...

Pat: You can understand him?

Speeda Demon: Well…yes. I took some online classes for speaking dinosaur back in my University of Phoenix days.

Pat: …your…what?

Speeda Demon: …perhaps I shouldn't have mentioned that.

Pat: You told me you were a highly trained professional with an advanced education!

Speeda Demon: Er…um…yes, that's right.

Pat: Online college does not count as advanced tactical military skills.

Speeda Demon: But it…I mean…what if…

Pat: Oh this is utterly ridiculous.

 

Meanwhile, hiding behind a car…

Takadox: …this is more than a little bit ridiculous.

Pridak: We're away vandalizing people's cars for one night…one freaking night…and already our house is surrounded.

Ehlek: Hey, on the bright side, at least they're not zombies too.

Pridak: I think I would prefer zombies here.

Takadox: Yeah. At least they're dumb enough for us to have a chance at sneaking past them. What do we do now?

Pridak: …I think I have an idea.

Takadox: Oh, great. An idea by you.

Pridak: Shh. This one's an amazing idea.

Ehlek: I hope this idea will save all of us versus the last idea you had.

Pridak: …what was that?

Ehlek: Screaming "they did it" while pointing at us and then making a run for it.

Pridak: …oh. Yeah. Sorry about that.

Takadox: So, tell us what this great idea of yours is.

Pridak: Right. Here's what we'll do. (whisper whisper whisper)

Takadox: …that's actually not that bad of an idea.

Ehlek: Yeah…assuming any of us know how to hot-wire a car.

Takadox: I do. I have plenty of experience with that in the past.

Ehlek: Why am I not surprised?

Pridak: Get into positions already. We're wasting time here, and the longer we stay out here, the bigger a chance we have of getting discovered.

 

Meanwhile, elsewhere…

Meta: …so…now, you understand what you have unleashed upon the world. And what Vecolity did to ensure that I would never reach freedom unless absolutely necessary.

Tardus: (nods)

Meta: …and now…you have freed me. For the moment, I owe you my tanks.

Tardus: …

Meta: Now let me thank you in the one way I know how. (opens up a dimensional rift)

Tardus: Wait! What are you doing?!

Meta: …you simply seek power for the sake of your own self gain. You shall never, ever, come back to this universe. 

Tardus: But, but I thought you were-

Meta: Thankful? Yes, I am thankful that you lack intelligence. Consider the fact that you are not already dead as expression of my gratitude. (hurls Tardus into the rift and closes it)

*WHUMP!*

Meta: …wait…why in the world did I bother to spend all that time explaining the story of Vecolity to him if I was just going to toss him in a….oh forget it.

 

Meanwhile, back at the house, on the balcony)…

Zaktan: …

Master Chief: …(hurls a rock)

*WHACK!*

Hero Factory Set: Ow!

Zaktan: Ahahahahaha!!! Nice shot!

Master Chief: Thanks. Comes from all that Marvel vs. Capcom practice.

Zaktan: …wait…it…what?

Tahu Nuva: (walks up) What are you doing?

Zaktan: Hmm? Oh, just chucking rocks at those losers surrounding us.

Tahu Nuva: …chucking rocks at the army surrounding our house?

Zaktan: Yep.

Tahu Nuva: …somehow, that doesn't seem like a very good idea.

Master Chief: No, it's great. (hurls another one)

*WHAP!*

Kraid: Rawrgh!

Tahu Nuva: …I really, really don't think this is going to work out that well.

Master Chief: What? What's the worse that could happen?

Tahu Nuva: I don't know. They decide to actually attack us or something?

Zaktan: …I thought they were sieging us because flat out attacking the house wasn't going to work.

Tahu Nuva: Or perhaps they're waiting for supplies to come in so that they can attack the house.

Master Chief: …supplies?

Tahu Nuva: Yeah. Like…that. (points)

Zaktan: (turns and notices a freshly brought in giant box that reads "RPGs") …oh frick.

Tahu Nuva: Yep. And not the role playing type.

Master Chief: Drat.

Zaktan: …well…

Master Chief: ?

Zaktan: Looks like we better start throwing, and throwing fast. We'll just have to mess up their aim. (grabs another rock and chucks it)

Tahu Nuva: *sigh* Why do I bother…

 

Next time: The battle for the house begins!

 

-MT

[JL v2]

Aww. Nothing much about the Zehvor.

 

I guess here we get the other side of the Meta come out. (Still loving the super-coincidence. But I saw no apology there about infringement. :/ Thought you would have a billion.)

 

And......Speeda Demon doesn't know what he's done.

 

Everyone inside the house Unkillable? 

 

Hmmm.

 

To list out the top 10 stupid things I want the citizens to do....

 

1. Master Chief to Armor Lock on top of Pats head.

2. Tahu to buy Nicki Minaj, have her sing, then kill her.

3. Tahu Nuva visits Santa.

4. Evil Tahu visits himself.

5. Evil Tahu to come resurrect himself.

6. Meta to visit his pocket dimension thing so we know how similar it is to Tobi's power.

7. Pridak to run over a bunch of people in a Kami-Kaze car again, except this time actually not dying.

8. Gadunka to throw the fridge.

9. OT to eat so much that he'll die, and then eat more.

10. Burn down the house to resurrect it.

[Hurricane iBrow]

Another nice chapter - Project Centre will be posted beginning tomorrow with no real steady release; I'll just post them as I go along. =P

 

Also I promise not to infringe too much on RvB - I have the perfect idea for it.

 

-ibrow

[ZHX]

Well this is an interesting turn of events.

 

And I'll get to indexing again once I manage to pull myself away from my latest addiction, sorry.

[Hurricane iBrow]

Thus begins "Project Centre" - this will detail iBrow's history with both Jl and Meta, while also sharing some secrets with you all that a certain character (iBrowcoughcough) has kept secret about his relation to The Center for a looong time.

 

But for now, let's just enjoy garbage cans.

 

iBrow Productions Presents…

 

iBrow: So you’re offering me a position in this “project” of yours. Where I get these wicked cool weapons and can blow people up with them however I please, as long as I’m blasting all of the Xenon in the universe out of it.

 

Matoran: Well, to put it bluntly, yes.

 

iBrow: Sounds like a plan. When do I begin?

 

In conjunction with Omega Turtle Studios…

 

Matoran: You will begin immediately.

 

iBrow: …seriously?

 

Matoran: Seriously what? It’s not like we need to train you or anything.

 

iBrow: I suppose not. Where’s the shuttle?

 

Matoran: We prepared something a little cooler for you this time around.

 

iBrow: Do I finally get that Star Trek Enterprise lookalike?

 

Matoran: No, and be quiet! That thing doesn’t exist for several thousand years!

 

iBrow: Ah, right. That was my bad. It gets confusing when time doesn’t really have any meaning. It’ll be nice to be in the field again.

 

Matoran: You might come to regret not having all the time in the world, Agent.

 

Aftermath: Project Centre

 

iBrow: So what do I get?

 

Matoran: I will show you.

 

iBrow: What world am I going to?

 

Matoran: You can find that out later.

 

iBrow: Come on, do you have to be mysterious about every last detail?

 

Matoran: No, not this time. Quite frankly, I just don’t feel like listing the absurd number of letters and numbers in its name.

 

iBrow: …right.

 

The two Matoran entered a large hangar. The lone ship within (aside from the Star Trek Enterprise lookalike) was roughly the size of a garbage can, and it looked like one too.

 

iBrow: You have got to be kidding me.

 

Matoran: No, I am not.

 

iBrow: How am I supposed to blow stuff up in that?!

 

Matoran: All you need is an escape pod to launch to the planet’s surface. What did you expect, a luxurious ocean liner?

 

iBrow: Well, considering the budget this place has… yeah, kinda.

 

Matoran: I’m sorry to disappoint you.

 

iBrow: Not as sorry as I am to be disappointed.

 

Matoran: Get in. All you need to do is wait for me to throw you overboard.

 

iBrow: Got it. Wait, what?

 

Matoran: Yes?

 

iBrow: You’re throwing me overboard?

 

Matoran: Well… yeah. How else are you to get off the ship?

 

iBrow: Is this even an escape pod, or is it just a garbage can?

 

Matoran: If you wish to stick to the facts, it’s a garbage can.

 

iBrow: That is exceptionally undignified.

 

Matoran: You’re hardly the most dignified person.

 

iBrow: Remind me how I’m supposed to survive falling from beyond the atmosphere in a garbage can.

 

Matoran: It’s you. I should think that’s reason enough.

 

iBrow: What?!

 

Matoran: You’ve come back from seventy-three different missions we said would be the end of you. You weren’t even supposed to go on sixty-four of them.

 

iBrow: You have a point there.

 

Matoran: Now if you would please just get in.

 

iBrow: …no.

 

Matoran: Look, you can either get in now, or I can go find some other guy to give an experimental AI program to.

 

iBrow: What?

 

Matoran: And then I can blow your head off.

 

iBrow: Wait just a minute, slow down – experimental AI program?

 

Matoran: Yes.

 

iBrow: …what could that do?

 

Matoran: How am I supposed to know? It’s experimental. They’re not exactly commonplace.

 

iBrow: …I’ll just get in the garbage can.

 

Matoran: Yes, you do that. Just close your eyes and go to sleep. And when you wake up…

 

iBrow: It’s Seattle?

 

Matoran: No, you ding dong! When you wake up you’ll be about thirteen seconds from impact wondering why you ever agreed to get into the garbage can. But that is inconsequential. You’re in?

 

iBrow: Uh… yeah.

 

Matoran: Good. Go to sleep.

 

iBrow: Alright, listen buddy. One does not simply “go to sleep”. One must… one must… one… zzzzzzzzzzz….

 

Matoran: That’s what I thought. See you never, Agent.

 

The Matoran pushed the garbage can through the propulsion shield and it immediately toppled out of sight. He began whistling and went back to mopping the floors.

 

*About 13.7 seconds later in freefall*

 

iBrow: Wuzzah… wha… wait just a… where am I?

 

Voice: You are Agent iBrow.

 

iBrow: I know that.

 

Voice: You are currently in restricted air space.

 

iBrow: Is this a garbage can?

 

Voice: You are freefalling towards the surface of the planet at approximately 367 miles an hour.

 

iBrow: That’s really fast.

 

Voice: Agent, you will be nothing more than our janitor’s next mess to clean off the floor if you do not take evasive maneuvers within 4 seconds.

 

iBrow: This is a garbage can! How do you take evasive maneuvers in a garbage can?!

 

Voice: Good luck, agent. Welcome to the Freelancer Project Branch of the Center.

 

iBrow: Project Freelancer?

 

Voice: Unfortunately, no. It appears that name was already taken by some other inter-galactical organization.

 

iBrow: Hmm, makes sense.

 

Voice: You have less than one second to make evasive maneuvers. Less than one second over. It was good working with you, Agent. Any last words?

 

iBrow: I don’t make last words.

 

*Insert totally anti-climatic crash sequence here*

 

To Be Continued.

[JL v2]

Hmmm.

 

Interesting. Cliffhangar-y, and only really introduced a Trash-Can-Drop-pod.

 

But kewl nondaless. gg.

[ZHX]

Well then, the status of the index is that I've completed all of A1, everything of A2 to the current point, and a third of the original.

 

Man, it's filled with so much spam.

[Toa Zehvor MT]

So with exams finally out of the way, I will hopefully have much more time to write chapters. That or mess around with my new Wii U.

 

Chapter 160: The Great Plan

 

At the house…

Pridak: …ok. We got this. 

Takadox: Car's ready when you are.

Pridak: Ehlek, stand by the gas pedal.

Ehlek: …wait…what?

Pridak: Get ready to push like crazy. (hops up and grabs on to the steering wheel)

Ehlek: …I'm not liking this…

Pridak: On my mark, Takadox. 3…2…1…GO!!!

Takadox: (hot-wires the car and it starts)

Hero Factory Sets: (whirl around, noticing the car noise)

Pridak: (slams on the horn) LET'S ROLL, SUCKAHS!!

Car: (goes nowhere)

Pridak: …

Takadox: …

Pridak: …(looks at Ehlek) that's your cue.

Ehlek: Oh. Whoops. (presses down)

Car: (lurches forward, running over and crushing dozens of Hero Factory sets)

Voltix: Waaauuggghhh!!! (gets run over)

Pridak: Ahahahaha!! I'm so freaking top tier!!

Takadox: …what exactly are we going to do with this car?

Pridak: …

Takadox: I mean, when we park it to get out, those things are going to jump all over us. 

Pridak: …uh…well…

Takadox: …

Pridak: …sometimes…men…one has to take the nobler path…and sacrifice oneself…for great justice.

Takadox: Oh not another one of your suicide missions.

Pridak: FOR GREAT JUSTICE!! (steers the car towards the backyard and takes off towards Pat)

 

Meanwhile, on XR-458…

JL: …this is what again?

Guardian: The main hub of our hive. We use it for communication, as well as to send out commands to all other guardians. All orders received from here are top priority and must be obeyed.

iBrow: …how…thoroughly communist.

JL: And what is…that thing…over there?

Guardian: That would be the mastermind of the entire operation. A super computer created long ago by the Center.

JL: …super computer…

Guardian: Yes. Its name is Voltex.

iBrow: …Voltex?

Guardian: Indeed.

iBrow: …that sounds…vaguely familiar for some reason.

Guardian: Not surprising. You were a member of the Center's freelancer program, after all.

iBrow: …yeah, but…I can't fully recall why I think I remember it. Hmm.

JL: You think you're bad off, trying having your entire memory erased.

Guardian: Well, I'll leave you two here. Try not to disturb anything. (flies off)

JL: …not disturb anything? Yeah right.

iBrow: First things first, I wanna find out what this hunk of junk is. (steps towards the computer) 

JL: …

iBrow: …

JL: …well?

iBrow: It's taking me a while to figure out where the power button is. Hang on.

 

Meanwhile, in the back yard…

Black Phantom: Here's the new recruit, sir.

Pat: Ah…and who might you be?

HF Set: Name's Panda Monium. 

Pat: …pandemonium?

Panda: Exactly. But you can just call me Pan-Man for short.

Pat: …uh, yeah, I'll keep that in mind. Where in the world do you guys come up with these nam-

*Screaming*

Pat: (turns around and notices the car speeding down in their direction) …oh %$@&.

Panda: Are we being attacked?

Black Phantom: I don't know. Why don't you go ask the car that's charging towards us?

Panda: …good idea. Hey, car! Caaaaarrrr!!! (runs towards the car)

*WHACK!*

Panda: (goes flying)

Pat: …

Black Phantom: …

Pat: …let's avoid sarcasm from now on, shall we? (dives out of the way of the car)

Black Phantom: That sounds like an excellent idea. (sidesteps and avoids being run over)

Car: (spins around and heads back towards Pat and BP)

Pridak: Ahahaha!! You're not getting away that easy!!

Kraid: (steps in front of Pat) RAwaratagaga! 

Pridak: AAAAAHHHH!!! NO!! DON'T GET IN MY WAY!!!

Kraid: WWAAAGAAGKAHGAHJAJJHGA!!

Pridak: AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH-

*CRASH!!!*

Pat: …

Black Phantom: …

Kraid: …rawrgh. (grabs the bashed in car front and flips the car over)

*WHAM!!*

Black Phantom: …now THAT'S what I call a dragon.

Pat: Dinosaur.

Black Phantom: Whatever.

Kraid: (walks over to the car door and pulls out Pridak, Ehlek, and Takadox)…rawrgh.

Pridak: Oogh. My head. 

Kraid: (tosses the three Barraki in front of Pat and Black Phantom)

Pat: …

Pridak: …

Takadox: ...

Ehlek: …ohey!

Pat: You're a rather miserable excuse for a driver.

Pridak: And you're a rather miserable excuse for a woman.

Pat: …I'm…not a woman.

Pridak: Oh. Well, you sure seemed like one to me.

Ehlek: …what does that even-

Pat: Right, well, you know the drill. Execute these three, and then prepare the rocket propelled grenades. We're bursting into the house before nightfall, people.

Takadox: Wait, what, execution?! I'm too young to die!!

Pat: Regardless, you will anyway. Now take them away.

Ehlek: Wait! Don't execute us! We'll be your servants!

Pridak: Pfft. A true Barraki faces his death with honor. And with lots of morphine, if possible.

Ehlek: We could be a great asset to your army! And considering all the people we've betrayed in the Bionicle canon, one more wouldn't be that big of a-

Pat: (pulls out a gun and shoots Ehlek)

*BAM!*

Ehlek: (collapses, dead)

Pat: …anyone else care to argue here?

Takadox: …well…while we're at it, death by gun seems preferable to just about anything else, so…yeah, I'll argue-

*BAM!*

Takadox: Ow! My foot! You shot me in the foot, not the head!

Pat: There. Now you can feel the pain of being shot in the foot as well as being eaten alive by Kraid.

Kraid:

Takadox: …oh frick…

Pridak: Ehlek, I envy your dead body right now.

Pat: Take them to the middle of the front yard and devour them there, where we can make an example of them. Now go! You've wasted too much of my time already!

 

-MT

[Hurricane iBrow]

Another suspenseful instalment of the Aftermath 2 show! Will iBrow figure out how to activate this computer? Will Ehlek survive? (No) Will Pridak make it out of this alive? (Probably)

 

-ibrow

[Meta Nuva]

Will Pridak make it out of this alive? (Probably)

You really don't know that, ibrow. What if MT starts killing off characters like you do ?

 

 

That or mess around with my new Wii U.

 

You...

 

Good chappy. And ibrow too.

 

~LTT~

[JL v2]

:'( iBrow or MT haven't posted yet.

 

Speaking of which, I haven't posted yet either. Maybe when my holidays come. Or the next 2 days, because just about every controlling force in my life is leaving for the mainland.

[Toa Zehvor MT]

 

Will Pridak make it out of this alive? (Probably)

You really don't know that, ibrow. What if MT starts killing off characters like you do ?

 

 

That or mess around with my new Wii U.

 

You...

 

Good chappy. And ibrow too.

 

~LTT~

 

 

NOT TO BRAG OR ANYTHING...CAUSE THAT WOULD BE MEAN...BUT YES...I DO HAVE A WII U.

 

Well, sort of. It's currently being transferred from some store in who knows where to here because I was too lazy to head over to the mall to actually pick it up.

 

 

 

 

You really don't know that, ibrow. What if MT starts killing off characters like you do  ?

 

That's an excellent idea...

 

All of you are going down.

 

 

 

:'( iBrow or MT haven't posted yet.

 

I'M POSTING I'M POSTING I'M POSTING.

 

-MT

[Hurricane iBrow]

Why do I need to post again? I just did post. Regardless, I'm hoping to have Project Centre Part 2 up sometime tonight. And conveniently, it is the chapter that will make you all realize it isn't a blatant ripoff of a certain webseries! =D

 

-ibrow

[rahkshi guurahk]

I. wonder if Elehk is.alive

[JL v2]

I. wonder if Elehk is.alive

Obviously.

 

Death got shut down.

[Toa Zehvor MT]

Chapter 161: Things Heat Up

 

Upstairs…

Zaktan: Tahu! Tahu!

Tahu: What?

Zaktan: Those Bionicle invaders! They killed Ehlek and captured Pridak and Takadox!

Tahu: They what?!

Hakann: They're going to execute Pridak and Takadox in the front yard in a few minutes! We gotta do something!

Zaktan: I mean, not like we really care whether they live or die…but…I kinda hate to let invading forces think they have the upper hand against us.

Tahu: …well…considering that they're surrounding our entire house…I think it's fair to say that they have the upper hand regardless.

Hakann: Yeah well that's besides the point. We gotta help them!

Tahu: …and do what? They've got ridiculous numbers on us. The only thing we could possibly do at this point is a lame attempt at a rescue mission which would undoubtedly result in more of us getting killed.

Hakann: …but…but…

Tahu: …I think the only thing to do now is to hope that they find a way back from the Core easily…and live to respawn another day. Or, something like that.

 

Meanwhile, outside…

Speeda Demon: Oh, wanna know the best part about all of this?

Pridak: No.

Speeda Demon: Evil Tahu is now dead and the Core has been shut down! So none of you fools get to respawn when you die! You'll just be dead! Forever!

Pridak: …

Takadox: …

Pridak: …well…nuts.

Takadox: My foot hurts.

Speeda Demon: Of course it does. Now…Black Phantom.

Black Phantom: What?

Speeda Demon: Is our dinosaur friend ready to eat?

Black Phantom: Dragon.

Speeda Demon: Whatever.

Black Phantom: Yes, he is.

Speeda Demon: Excellent. Then, fools…prepare to die in the most horrible way ever. Mwahahahahahahaha!!!

Pridak: …

Speeda Demon: …ha…ha….

Takadox: …

Speeda Demon: …ok, the cliched evil laugh sounds really stupid. Just eat them already you fat lump of dinosaurness.

Black Phantom: Dragon-

Speeda Demon: I DON'T CARE!

Kraid: (turns to Pridak and Takadox) …rawwwrrrr….

Pridak: Bring it on, chunky! I've been eaten by turtles on at least two dozen different occasions…I'm not afraid of you.

Kraid: (leans towards Pridak)

Takadox: …speaking of turtles…isn't that one right there?

Kraid: …? (looks in the direction of Takadox's finger)

*PAWNCH!*

Kraid: (goes flying a few feet away and crashes into a pile of twigs)

Pridak: …Omega!

Omega Turtle: …buh hey.

Speeda Demon: You! Who the heck are you-

Xplode: (leaps off of Omega Turtle's back and does a flying karate kick)

*WHAM!*

Speeda Demon: (gets his and rolls across the ground)

Pridak: …Xplode!

Xplode: I still hate you, by the way.

Pridak: …

Xplode: But if anyone's gonna kill you, it's going to be me. 

Black Phantom: (moves towards Xplode) Alert! All troops towards the front yard! We have an incur-

Omega Turtle: (grabs Black Phantom and cuts him off) Buh shut up. (eats Black Phantom)

Xplode: (launches several fireballs, warding off a group of Hero Factory sets moving towards them) Let's move, Omega.

Omega Turtle: Buh. (grabs Pridak and Takadox and shoves them inside his mouth)

Takadox: HEY! What are you-

Omega Turtle: You'll be buh safer in there. (takes off running for the front door)

Xplode: (fires a few last stray shots and follows him)

Group of Toa: (begin firing elemental blasts at Omega)

Omega Turtle: (rears back and nails them all with a giant punch)

*WHAM!!*

Toa: (go flying)

Omega Turtle: (gets to the front door and tries to open it) …buh locked.

Xplode: (knocks on the door) …open up! We're friendlies! Let us inside!

(nothing happens)

Xplode: (turns around and notices the group of Hero Factory sets and Toa closing in on them) …we may have a problem here.

Omega Turtle: I buh got this. (grabs Xplode and sticks him on his shell) Hold the buh on. 

Xplode: What? What are you-

Omega Turtle: (leaps towards one of the walls and climbs up it onto the roof)

Xplode: …since when did you learn how to scale walls?!

Omega Turtle: I got some practice at buh Assassin's Creed while I was buh gone. (leaps into the chimney)

Xplode: …that fire better not be lit)

Omega Turtle: (lands in the fireplace neatly, with no fire on)

Xplode: …whew.

Omega Turtle: Buh there. (throws up Pridak, Takadox, and Black Phantom) That's how you buh do a rescue mission.

Black Phantom: …ooogh…my face…

Pridak: Yeah, yeah, get over yourself, you big baby.

Tahu: (walks up) …about time you showed up.

Omega Turtle: I buh had to go deliver that tiny turtle baby to his buh father. 

Xplode: I managed to find him down at the river and told him about our predicament. Looks like we made it back just in time.

Tahu: Indeed. Well, at the very least, the tide of this battle has ever so slightly turned in our favor…even if we are down a Barraki now.

Xplode: …I don't think that would be much of a loss.

Tahu: Fair enough.

Takadox: …my feelings…they are hurt.

Tahu: Take that enemy there and put him in prison. Hopefully we can learn something about their attack plan from him.

Omega Turtle: Buh very well. (grabs Black Phantom and heads off, dragging him behind him)

*Bump* Ow *Bump* Ow *Bump* Ow *Bump* Ow *Bump* Ow *Bump* Ow.

 

Meanwhile, elsewhere…

Brenmac: …so that's it, huh?

MT: It would appear so.

PB: …man…and I hate heights, too.

Levacius: That is one heck of a gigantic tower.

Kpik: If you can even call it that. It looks like a bunch of scaffolding that's barely held together.

MT: For the sake of all of us, let's hope it's a bit better put together than a bunch of scaffolding. (grabs on to one of the ladders and begins to climb up to the first floor of the open structure)

Brenmac: I suppose it wouldn't hurt to get a decent description of what it is we're after, again.

MT: Not a whole lot. Just making sure these losers don't get off this planet if we don't get to either.

Brenmac: …shouldn't be more focused on getting our own way off of the planet instead of simply stopping them? I'd prefer a scenario where we, you know, don't get eaten by giant metallic bugs.

MT: Well, this may very well be our best bet for that as well. Maybe we can figure out how a group of two bit assassins managed to get enough steel to construct something this large in the first place…

Mesonak: …and perhaps a bit of explanation as to how they assembled it as well…

MT: …yeah…that does bother me. Oh well. (continues climbing)

 

Meanwhile, in the Guardian Hive…

iBrow: …it's no good.

JL: Not starting?

iBrow: Nope. 

JL: Don't worry. I got this one in the bag. *Boop!*

iBrow: …is that an iPhone?

JL: Siri, how do we start advanced alien computers?

iBrow: …

Siri: …

iBrow: ...

JL: …it's thinking.

iBrow: About what?

*Boop!*

JL: Aha! It's got it!

Siri: Would you like me to do a web search for "how do we start advanced alien computers?"

JL: …

iBrow: …it took that long to think about that?

*Boop!*

JL: Siri, you're fired.

iBrow: …

JL: …

iBrow: …

JL: …

*Boop!*

Siri: Would you like me to do a web search for "you're fired?"

JL: (chucks his iPhone into a random bottomless pit) Forget it. I hate that thing.

Voice: You're going to need a bit more than a simple phone to activate that.

JL: (whirls around) …

iBrow: …and who might you be?

Deus: My name…is Deus. And I take it you are two of the Toa involved in the original freelancer project?

JL: …that is correct.

Deus: Well, it just so happens that I myself know how to activate that computer program known as Voltex.

JL: Wait a second. How did you get in here?

Deus: …well…I happen to have been involved in the exact same program you were. The freelancer. (shows off a logo etched into his armor) I was accepted into this group in much the same way you were.

JL: …ah.

Deus: So, if you would permit me to look at this computer…I believe I may be able to activate it.

JL: …doesn't seem like a problem. iBrow?

iBrow: …

JL: …what's wrong?

iBrow: …the name Deus…I thought it sounded familiar.

Deus: Did it? Hmm. Well, perhaps we met sometime when the project was still taking place.

iBrow: …

JL: …are you ok?

iBrow: …right. Met before. That must be it. 

Deus: …

iBrow: Take a look at the computer. It's all yours.

Deus: …ah. Very well then. (heads over to the computer and inserts some sort of chip)

JL: …(whispers to iBrow)…what's the matter?

iBrow: (tightens his grip on his weapon)…I know where I've heard that name before. And it wasn't in the freelancer program.

JL: …what?

iBrow: I can't put my finger on it at the moment…but…make sure you're ready if he tries to pull something funny.

JL: …right. Will do.

 

Elsewhere on the planet…

Meta: (observes a group of Guardians destroying a village) …hmm. They've proceeded quicker than I had anticipated.

Voice: And you've gotten predictable far more quickly than I had thought as well.

Meta: (turns around) Oh. It's you.

Mesoquack: Indeed it is.

Meta: …what do you want?

Mesoquack: My partner back. He contained some…valuable information.

Meta: How sad. Unfortunately, he is not in the land of the living.

Mesoquack: …you…killed him?

Meta: Indeed. He had no clue as to the power he was meddling with. It appears that you do not have a clue, either.

Mesoquack: It appears that I no longer have anything to say with you. (pulls out his sword)

Meta: …as I told you before, I have no quarrel with you, but-

Mesoquack: Yet, I do have a quarrel with you.

Meta: …very well then. For your own sake, I shall end this quickly.

 

-MT

[JL v2]

Nice. More cliffhangers, but OT coming back is a sweet treat. 

 

I wonder what's gonna pop up on the 25th.

[Hurricane iBrow]

Darn it MT, now I need to wait until tomorrow for Chapter 2 of Project Centre. =P

 

Regardless, still a sweet chapter. Good to see Pridak and Takadox saved yet again by Xplode. I knew Pridak would survive!

 

Now, a quick disclaimer about PC Chapter 2 that will be repeated tomorrow: you'll meet almost all of the cast in Chaoter 2, and with the possible exception of one individual you'll meet the rest in Chapter 3. So these two chapters might turn out a little confusing, but you should get it by the time Chapter 4 rolls around and people start... well... yeah. Moving on!

 

-ibrow

[ZHX]

Poor Siri, unable to help with the activation of alien devices.

 

Don't worry little program, we'll soon convert you into an AI.

[Hurricane iBrow]

Alright, JL, I apologize if your character is a Toa and I labeled him as a Matoran in the next two chapters.

 

MT FOR THE LOVE OF TOHU iBROW IS A MATORAN!!

Alrighty let's go! Project Centre powers activate!

 

 

Project Centre

Chapter 2

 

iBrow: Augh… oh man, what the… what happened….

 

Voice: Come in, Agent iBrow.

 

iBrow: …say what?

 

Voice: Agent iBrow, please respond, for the millionth time. We have around three minutes before your new friends arrive.

 

iBrow: Was I… in a garbage can? Falling from the sky?

 

Voice: Listen iBrow, worry about that later. If I don’t talk to you right now, everything goes to Karzahni.

 

iBrow: You’re that Matoran!

 

Matoran (Voice): Yes, yes I am. Thank you for noticing.

 

iBrow: Where are you?

 

Matoran (Voice): Your headset. I think it fell in the dirt – it should fit underneath your mask perfectly fine.

 

iBrow: Sweet, this thing is awesome. Alright, it’s on and I am ready.

 

Matoran (Voice): Please activate the flashing red holoprojector.

 

iBrow: …done.

 

Matoran: Ah, good. I can see you now. Well, I can see you managed to escape the crash with zero damage as suspected.

 

iBrow: I suppose… how did I manage that while in a garbage can?

 

Matoran: Well, we’re not just gonna dump the one guy we need for the mission to succeed out of space in a regular garbage can.

 

iBrow: Alright, what’s up?

 

Matoran: It’s about the Freelancer Project.

 

iBrow: …alright. I’m guessing I don’t just get to join them.

 

Matoran: I’m afraid not. You’ve been sent down to gather what information you can and then sabotage the project.

 

iBrow: Why would I do that?

 

Matoran: First, because you work for us.

 

iBrow: Good point.

 

Matoran: Second, we need the project gone because they’re going too far. They’re starting to act out on their own for their own interests rather than destroying Xenon.

 

iBrow: Wow, that’s a really big problem.

 

Matoran: It is, actually. Those experimental AI? Four implanted agents have been killed in the last month.

 

iBrow: Is another agent being controlled by his AI and collecting them to become metastable?

 

Matoran: No, you dope! We do think it’s another agent, but not one controlled by an AI. Rather, we think the agent in question is gathering all of the AI together for the purposes of The Directors.

 

iBrow: Directors?

 

Matoran: You’ll see them soon, I’m sure. The Eye, The Face, The Arm, The Head. Each has a different leadership role, and recently they’ve been a little… rebellious towards The Center.

 

iBrow: I see. Do I still get a cool AI?

 

Matoran: Yes, you do. You’re the final agent scheduled for implantation.

 

iBrow: Why do you suddenly know so much?

 

Matoran: I wasn’t completely honest with you earlier. We needed you on the planet immediately and quite frankly, it is a royal pain in the arse to get you to do stuff quickly.

 

iBrow: You’re an agent too, aren’t you?

 

Matoran: I am. I’m one of The Center’s highest ranking stealth members, trained to infiltrate corrupt organizations. I was put into the Freelancer Project early on in case something went wrong, which it has. Unfortunately, my combat rating is next to zero, which is why I need you.

 

iBrow: So you’re the brains and I’m both the bigger brains and the brawn.

 

Matoran: …not quite there, but it’s a start.

 

iBrow: So what’s your name?

 

Matoran: The name is Que.

 

iBrow: Well, good to meet you Que. Thank you so very, very much for tossing me out of orbit in a garbage can.

 

Que: Ugh… I really wish I didn’t have to work with you.

 

iBrow: Do you have an AI?

 

Que: I do – his name is Kertaz. Thanks to my stealth skills, we’ve avoided being hunted by Meta for the time being.

 

iBrow: Meta? As in, the Meta?

 

Que: No! Enough with the copyright infringement, honestly! Just “Meta”! That is all his name is! He is just the scariest Toa you have ever seen!

 

iBrow: Oh. Wait, I’m gonna be the last one to be implanted, right?

 

Que: Yes, you are.

 

iBrow: What’s my AI’s name?

 

Que: Hold on… right. I gotta go.

 

iBrow: Wait! My AI!

 

Que: You’ll find out soon enough!

 

iBrow: When will I see you again?

 

Que: Soon enough! Now shut up, and let me shut down the link! Your new friends have almost arrived!

 

iBrow: I’m more of a loner.

 

Que: Not on this mission, you aren’t!

 

A split second the transmission cut off and the hologram winked out of existence. iBrow sighed and sat down, waiting for his new “friends” to show up.

 

Five Minutes Later

 

Two Matoran on speeders (with a third speeder trailing behind) sped across the dunes that iBrow only noticed now were made of sand. After a few seconds, they reached the sitting Matoran.

 

iBrow: Hey. What are your names?

 

Matoran: My name is Nikstrom. This gal over here is Electra.

 

iBrow: Nice to meet you guys. The name is iBrow.

 

Electra: We know. Get on the speeder.

 

Voice: Does that mean I can get out of this thing now?

 

iBrow: …who was that?

 

Electra: That was Silva, my AI. Don’t worry about it.

 

Silva: Don’t worry about it? I’m not one to question orders, but the new guy isn’t riding me back home.

 

iBrow: Yeah, that’s a no-go for me too.

 

Silva: Hey, he knows what he’s talking about! Let me out!

 

Electra: Fine, get out.

 

Silva: Awesome! Back into your head I go!

 

Electra: Creep.

 

Nikstrom: …right. As you can see, these two have a very loving relationship.

 

iBrow: Yes. It’s so very obvious. Say, do you have an AI?

 

Nikstrom: Not yet. As soon as we get back though, I’m scheduled to get mine.

 

iBrow: Oh. When do I get mine?

 

Electra: Tomorrow, new guy, if you deserve it.

 

iBrow: The name is iBrow. People don’t generally survive forgetting it.

 

Electra: I’m sure that’s why you’re here. But feel free to try and fight me, new guy. Silva might like you, but he’s loyal to me. The two of us could kick your butt to Earth in a second.

 

Silva: You’re darn right we could!

 

iBrow: Earth… a curious planet, that one. I’ve heard interesting things about it.

 

Nikstrom: It’s just a barren rock right now.

 

iBrow: Oh… yeah. Uh… I like rocks. A lot.

 

Nikstrom: Well, I’m not one to discriminate! After all, my AI is named Stromboli. Whoever picked that name has a weird sense of humour, and I welcome that. I also welcome you. Hop on board and we’ll be back to Headquarters in thirty minutes!

 

iBrow: Sounds like a plan.

 

30 Minutes Later

 

iBrow: You know what Nikstrom? I like you. You’re a pretty cool guy.

 

Nikstrom: Well, I’ve always tried my best.

 

Electra: Nikstrom?

 

Nikstrom: Yeah?

 

Electra: Hurry up. We’re two minutes behind. That gives you four minutes to get all the way across the compound in time for your implantation.

 

Nikstrom: You’ve gotta be kidding me.

 

iBrow: See you later?

 

Nikstrom: Yeah… wish me luck!

 

iBrow: Why would I do that?

 

Electra: Hey, new guy.

 

iBrow: iBrow. Honestly, it isn’t that hard to remember.

 

Silva: You know, I’m starting to liking this guy more and more. Nobody else stands up to you like this Electra. Not even me!

 

Electra: Silva…

 

Silva: It was a joke, relax! Hey, can I hop over?

 

Electra: No! He isn’t cleared for implantation yet!

 

iBrow: Yes I am.

 

Silva: It gets better and better! Didn’t you look at the implantation schedule? iBrow was added last night.

 

Electra: You two are hopeless.

 

iBrow: Hopelessly awesome!

 

Silva: Seriously, can I please hang out with him?

 

Electra: Ugh, fine! But we need to move on with the explanation tour! And… don’t tell the Directors I let you hop.

 

Silva: Why would I do that?

 

iBrow: So how does this hopping thing work?

 

Silva: Just close your eyes and count to ten. And when you open them…

 

iBrow: It’s Seattle?

 

Electra: How does that even make sense? He’s just going to transfer his databanks from my head to yours. Have fun learning things the hard way.

 

iBrow shut his eyes as directed while Silva hopped over. He flinched as the AI’s memories splashed through his brain and he froze in place momentarily before jerkily beginning to move again.

 

Electra: Having fun?

 

iBrow: Uh… yeah. Loads of fun. You can’t begin to contemplate how much fun I’m having right now.

 

Silva: Whoa, this guy’s got some serious stuff going on in here!

 

Electra: Like what?

 

Silva: Like I’d tell you! You’re even worse than he is! I just never said anything.

 

Electra: The one AI that is absolutely obnoxious and I get it….

 

Silva: Don’t worry Electra, Voltex is even worse than I am!

 

Electra: Silva!

 

Silva: Hmm? Oh, right. Sorry.

 

iBrow: Voltex?

 

Silva: You heard nothing.

 

Electra: …let’s continue with the tour. There’re some people you need to meet.

 

The Matoran of Lightning grabbed iBrow’s hand and began to haphazardly drag him through the halls. After a couple minutes (during which iBrow, with difficulty, wrenched his hand free to walk by himself) the two reached what appeared to be a Cafeteria.

 

Electra: This is the cafeteria.

 

iBrow: I definitely didn’t realize that as soon as I entered the room.

 

Silva: I really, really like this guy. Can he be my new agent?

 

Electra: Silva, log off.

 

Silva: Do I have to?

 

Electra: Log off. Now.

 

Silva: Fine, if you say so.

 

As the AI blinked out of existence, a Le-Matoran and a Toa of Fire approached Electra and iBrow.

 

Electra: iBrow, meet Trylius and Harfour. Trylius is the Matoran, Harfour is the Toa. Trylius and Harfour, meet the new guy. His name is iBrow.

 

Trylius: You’re the one that just crashed into the surface of the planet?

 

iBrow: Yeah.

 

Harfour: From the sounds of it, you were in a garbage can.

 

Electra: He was.

 

Trylius: How are you alive?

 

iBrow: Well, you know… it hurt. I was knocked out for awhile.

 

Harfour: Yes, but you were in a garbage can. How did you survive that?

 

iBrow: Hey! You guys must have AI, right?

 

Trylius: Yeah we do! My AI’s name is Goroz. He’s pretty cool. Say hello, Goroz.

 

Goroz: If I must, I shall. Hello, fair traveler. Have you rested yet?

 

iBrow: Er… no, I haven’t.

 

Goroz: I would advise doing so. You are scheduled for implantation tomorrow and you are currently operating at 14 percent capacity.

 

iBrow: How am I even still awake?

 

Silva: That’s me, buddy! I like you, and there was a reason I wanted to hop over to you so bad.

 

Harfour: You let Silva hop into the new agent?

 

Electra: Well… yeah, I guess I did.

 

Harfour: Hmm… that is against protocol.

 

Goroz: It is against Protocol 2247, to be exact. If I may go into specifics, it is specifically sub-clause-

 

Silva: Shut it, Goroz. Those statistics of yours are boring!

 

Goroz: May I remind you, Silva, that we AI are not-

 

iBrow: Allowed to talk to each other?

 

Goroz: No. What I was trying to say is, we are not allowed to be rude. We are also unauthorized to take authority over other AI or any other beings.

 

Silva: Thanks for the reminder, Goroz. I really appreciate it.

 

Trylius: Alright Goroz, log off. We’ll let iBrow meet the new faces one at a time.

 

Goroz: I agree. That is an astute observation, considering iBrow is on the verge of collapse. I recommend bed rest immediately after this meeting is concluded. Farewell, traveler. May we speak again later on.

 

Silva gave what iBrow assumed to be the mental, AI equivalent of a snort as Goroz logged off, and the AI pointedly turned away from Electra’s penetrating stare. Shrugging, iBrow turned to Harfour.

 

iBrow: So, what’s your AI called?

 

Harfour: My AI has been designated as “Xi”. Please excuse him if he does not say much; he is rather shy. Xi, come on out for a minute and say hello.

 

Xi: …hello.

 

iBrow: Hey there.

 

Silva: Yo Xi, what’s up man?

 

Xi: …nothing.

 

Silva: Lighten up, man. Everybody here is cool. Except for Trylius.

 

Electra: Silva!

 

Silva: It was a joke, Electra. We all know you’re the real lame one.

 

Electra: Silva…

 

Silva: Sorry.

 

Xi: …I’m going to… log off now.

 

Harfour: Very well. Log off, Xi.

 

iBrow: Well… those are nice AI you have.

 

Silva: I’m still more awesome than either of them, though.

 

Electra: Well, let’s go. There are still a few more agents to meet.

 

iBrow: Alright. See you guys around, then.

 

Trylius: Hopefully!

 

Harfour: Perhaps we shall.

 

To Be Continued.

[JL v2]

 

Alright, JL, I apologize if your character is a Toa and I labeled him as a Matoran in the next two chapters.

 

MT FOR THE LOVE OF TOHU iBROW IS A MATORAN!!

 

 

Ironically Contradictory.

 

Oh well. Nice intro. Can't wait to see Voltex and Meta.

And me.

[Toa Zehvor MT]

 

Alright, JL, I apologize if your character is a Toa and I labeled him as a Matoran in the next two chapters.

 

MT FOR THE LOVE OF TOHU iBROW IS A MATORAN!!

 

 

I sense some hypocrisy here.

 

Nonetheless, I am aware that iBrow is a Matoran, and I screwed up in that chapter.

 

Or, actually, on second thought, Deus just wasn't thinking straight.

 

Yeah, that's it.

 

 

 

Matoran: I am. I’m one of The Center’s highest ranking stealth members, trained to infiltrate corrupt organizations. I was put into the Freelancer Project early on in case something went wrong, which it has. Unfortunately, my combat rating is next to zero, which is why I need you.

 

The Center employs Sly Cooper?

 

Wasn't aware.

 

 

 

 

 

iBrow: You know what Nikstrom? I like you. You’re a pretty cool guy.

 

Nikstrom: Well, I’ve always tried my best.

 

 

I think Nikstrom's a pretty kool guy, he kills alienz and doesn't afrade of anything.

 

 

 

Goroz: It is against Protocol 2247, to be exact. If I may go into specifics, it is specifically sub-clause-

 

The only thing that could make these AIs worse is if they somehow got Fi from Skyward Sword to go live in someone's head.

 

Good chappy-ish thing, iBrow. Arrival of Voltex is much anticipated.

 

EDIT: New chappy tomorrow, as well as first thoughts on the new Wii You.

 

-MT

Edited by Toa Zehvor MT, Dec 19 2012 - 11:23 PM.

[Mesonak]

Blah. Going to make another effort here; you wouldn't think it'd be that hard to review this on a consistent basis, but I seem to consistently have difficulties. I guess it does get pretty difficult the more you fall behind, but still. Figured I owed you a review before the world ends ().

 

I've been loving all of the recent chapters; out of all the chapters you're released since I last posted, this in particular had me laughing for a good while.

 

Obviously Evil Being: …the name is….4 Mask.

Evil Tahu: …

Obviously Evil Being: Ok, no, not really, that would be far too much resurrecting of a dead character even for this joke of a world.

Evil Tahu: You don't even look like a Rahkshi, anyway.

Obviously Evil Being: My name…is Speeda Demon.

Evil Tahu: …you must be from Hero Factory.

Speeda Demon: How in the world did you know that?

Evil Tahu: No Bionicle is named that pathetically.

 

Good job on that joke. The Barraki's escapades in chapter 160 were also really hilarious. Glad to see Omega return, and the fight between Meta and Mesoquack should be quite interesting.

 

Project Centre has also been progressing quite nicely; I'm liking where you're taking it, iBrow. Hooray for backstory and character development!

 

-Mesonak

[Toa Zehvor MT]

Ono a wild Mesonak reappeared.

 

Mesonak used apology.

 

It's not very effective...

 

 

Just kidding. Glad to have you semi-ish back, Meso.

 

At any rate, since everyone is entitled to all they want of my completely factual opinion, the Wii U so far is pretty fun. Nintendoland's been cool, especially Metroid Blast, which is by far the best of the attractions in my opinion. Seems like a whole lot more work went into making Metroid Blast then any of the others, too. The Luigi's Mansion and F-Zero attractions are pretty fun as well, and Mario Chase can be too if you have 4 other people around(it's really kind of a bore with less than that, though).

 

I was pretty disappointed in the Zelda attraction. The only skill involved comes via the archer, the rest of the players can mindlessly spam swords with no ill effects since it's an on-rails adventure. But even the archer kinda feels like we've been here before...remember "Link's Crossbow Training?" It's basically a dumbed down version of that.

 

The Animal Crossing and Pikmin attractions are somewhat fun too. The main problem with Animal Crossing is that it's virtually impossible to win with the Gamepad in two player mode, and virtually impossible to lose with 3 players or more. Pikmin's attraction is kind of a weird one, and it basically just involves knocking the candy type things out of the other player with all sorts of objects. It's fun for a little bit, but gets old fast.

 

The other attractions(Donkey Kong, Ninja, Balloon Trip, Yoshi's Fruit Cart) just really aren't all that interesting, and in the case of the Donkey Kong one...require blowing on the microphone to get it to work. Out of those four, I'd say Yoshi's Fruit Cart is the best, but it gets pretty old really fast.

 

At any rate, if you happen to acquire a Wii U sometime, makka sure to send me a friend request. My NNID is ChocolateMetroid.

 

 

 

Chapter 162: The War Begins

 

On planet XR-458…

Deus: …a simple input there…and the launch is comple-

*WHAM!*

Deus: (gets hit in the face and stumbles backwards, regaining his balance before falling over) …what the-?!?

iBrow: …I know where I've heard your name before. And it wasn't the freelancer project.

JL: (pulls out his sword)

iBrow: You were the leader of the "Hunters" group, were you not? The one that slaughtered those thousands of innocent villagers on that planet 50,000 years ago?

Deus: …how could you possibly know about that?

iBrow: That's not important. What is important is that your claim to be a freelancer is a lie, and, more than likely, your claim that you could somehow start this AI.

Deus: …what are you insinuating?

iBrow: That you came here in order to gain something by altering the functions of this computer. That is what I am insinuating. 

Deus: …

iBrow: …I take it from your silence that I've hit the nail on the head. 

Deus: …you…

iBrow: Since you claim to be a freelancer, I'm sure you've studied up on what the Center did to those who lied to them, haven't you?

Deus: (flicks his wrists out and they begin crackling with lightning)

JL: I'm guessing it wasn't a light punishment, then?

iBrow: Heh. Suffice it to say that no one who lied once would lie again…assuming, of course, they survived. 

Deus: You will regret this. 

iBrow: Me? Regret? (pulls out one of his gravity manipulating plastic spoons) You must not have studied up well on the freelancers. We don't have regrets.

Deus: …

iBrow: …we just have…milkshakes. (pulls out a milkshake)

Deus: …

JL: …why did you think that would be funny?

iBrow: In hindsight, it wasn't really as funny as I thought it would be. (tosses the milkshake aside) At any rate, you're going down, chunky. (gestures towards Deus)

Deus: Ha. Very well then. Show me what you're made of, little freelancers.

 

Meanwhile, at the top of the poorly constructed Hunter scaffolding…

Tarda: So who is this…friend of yours?

Taesh: (gestures to a Matoran standing by him) Her name is Vajra. 

Vajra: Hello.

Taesh: She was…helpful to me…in getting the materials necessary for this. So I offered her a position in escaping from this lost planet.

Tarda: How lovely. Deus will be so happy to hear of more baggage.

Taesh: …

Vajra: …

Taesh: …she's a friend of mine. So she's coming.

Tarda: (shrugs) Whatever. But don't blame me when Deus gets upset at you.

 

Approximately 500 feet below the top of the tower…

Brenmac: …how high…is this thing?

MT: Really, really freaking high apparently.

PB: …is this the shield? (sticks his arm through a clear, watery substance in the atmosphere)

MT: Yep. As soon as we cross this barrier…any and all technology run by your armor will cease to function. Mask HUDs, shields, beam weaponry, and yes, even iTunes.

Mesonak: Son of a biscuit. Not my Katy Perry.

Levacius: …well…let's get going then. We haven't got all day. (steps through the barrier and the shields on his suit flicker briefly and then disappear)

Kpik: How long is this going to take to get back up?

MT: No clue. Hopefully not that long. I'd prefer to find some way down from here that doesn't involve falling.

 

Meanwhile, at the house…

Pat: …and you just let this turtle…get away with them?

Speeda Demon: …er…um…well…

Pat: …

Speeda Demon: He was a giant turtle.

Pat: …

Speeda Demon: And he punched really hard.

Pat: …

Speeda Demon: …aaanndd…he ate things.

Pat: …

Speeda Demon: …

Pat: (walks over to Speeda Demon) …you know that, above all, I dislike traitors.

Speeda Demon: What? M-me? Traitor? Never!

Pat: …if another…"turtle"…were to somehow make off with something else that I find important…it could be very bad news for you.

Speeda Demon: But he was huge! I couldn't possibly-

Pat: It WILL be bad news.

Speeda Demon: …yes sir.

Pat: Glad you understand. Now, get the troops in formation. 

Speeda Demon: …what? What about our siege?

Pat: The siege is done. I'm finished playing with these Bionicles. We begin our attack…now.

 

On top of the roof…

Samus: …there seems to be a rather large movement of troops towards the front of the side of the house…

Master Chief: Wow. That's cool.

Samus: …what are you…put down the DS!

Master Chief: What? No! I love Pokemon!

Samus: This is serious, for the love of Chozo. Now put that down and help me scout out the enemy's forces. (starts taking some notes on a notepad)

Master Chief: (puts down his DS and stands up) Whenever I get up like this in front of a group of people that are fighting against me, I always get shot at. 

Samus: …isn't that the point?

Master Chief: But they go directly for me before they shoot at anyone else.

Samus: …ah. Why do you think that is?

Master Chief: It must be because I'm so buff. They're afraid to take me on man to man, so they shoot at me while they can get away with it.

Samus: (looks up from her notepad) …you really think that's the reason?

Master Chief: Yep. What else could it be?

Samus: No idea, Chief. No idea.

Master Chief: …

Samus: Well, at the very least, you'll be fine up here. No war's officially been declared yet, so no one's attacking the other side yet.

Master Chief: Man, when they notice me, they'll be sure to shoot at me. They've been waiting to start the war until they could get a clear shot at me.

Samus: You think that's why they've been waiting?

Master Chief: Yep. 

Samus: Care to make a bet on it?

Master Chief: …a bet?

Samus: Yep. If they're really just waiting to get a clear shot at you, then I'll pay you $20. If not, then you pay me $20.

Master Chief: Deal. Although how are we going to prove one way or another that they were waiting for-

*BAM!!*

Master Chief: (goes flying off of the roof)

Samus: (whirls around)

Hero Factory Sets on the Ground: WAAAAAARRRRRRRR!!

Samus: …that son of a biscuit was right. Shoot. (readers her arm cannon) I needed that $20, too.

 

Meanwhile, elsewhere…

Levacius: (pulls himself up to the top of the scaffolding) …

Brenmac: What's up there?

Levacius: There's…Taesh…some creepy Makuta looking thing…and a Ga-Matoran.

MT: …a Matoran?

Levacius: Yep.

MT: …hmm.

Kpik: Excluding the Matoran, there's two of them and a whole lot of us. Let's charge 'em.

PB: Uh, no. I vote no on that idea.

Kpik: …why?

PB: Look at the integrity of the structure we're on. If we start a full scale battle on this thing…we'll take their structure down, but we're all gonna die in the process.

Levacius: Well…besides those of us that can fly.

MT: Nope. Remember, that barrier deactivated all of our technological enhancements, too.

Levacius: Oh. Right. Nuts.

Brenmac: (pulls himself up and crouches down, hiding behind a metal fence) …there's some kind of…glowing orb thing there, too.

MT: …glowing orb thing?

Brenmac: Yeah. It's kind of purplish…got a glow to it…

MT: Oh! That's the thing that we were supposed to retrieve from this planet in the first place!

Hovoki: …wait…it's what?

MT: That orb thingy. That the Matoran stole? It was one of the artifacts that we were supposed to retrieve when we were originally given this mission…

Hovoki: Oh. That thing. Oh boy.

MT: All right, forget just ruining the Hunters' day. We've got bigger things to worry about at the moment.

PB: How are we getting it back then?

MT: …we'll run a double distraction plan. Kpik, you hit Taesh with a blast of ice, and Lev, you hit Tarda with a lightning blast. I'll teleport over to the orb, grab it, teleport back, and then we all start climbing down as quickly as possible. With any luck, we'll get out of here before they know what hit them.

Kpik: Sounds good.

Mesonak: Let's do this.

 

Next time…

MT's amazing plan

Meta vs. Mesoquack

Deus vs. JL/iBrow

And things go boom at the house

 

-MT

[Mesonak]

Oh yay, Wii U opinions. Metroid Blast definitely seems like the best attraction. I'll presume you currently have no games besides Nintendoland?

 

From what I've seen of the Wii U, the hardware is impressive, but the launch lineup of games is... lackluster at best. NSMBU and Scribblenauts look fun, games like ZombiU seem pretty terrible, and from what I've heard ported games like Arkham City, BO2, Epic Mickey 2, and stuff like that have crippling framerate problems.

 

I think once they get on a roll things will turn up, however. What are your thoughts on the controller?

 

ANYWAY, time for a review.

 

Things are progressing quite nicely. Lots of conflicts being set up here; seems like next chapter will deliver on all of this quite nicely. I loved the segment with Pat and Speeda; a giant turtle would be quite a bizarre thing to those not familiar.

 

-Mesonak

Edited by Mesonak, Dec 20 2012 - 01:24 PM.

[Hurricane iBrow]

iBrow: Me? Regret? (pulls out one of his gravity manipulating plastic spoons) You must not have studied up well on the freelancers. We don't have regrets.

Deus: …

iBrow: …we just have…milkshakes. (pulls out a milkshake)

Deus: …

JL: …why did you think that would be funny?

iBrow: In hindsight, it wasn't really as funny as I thought it would be. (tosses the milkshake aside) At any rate, you're going down, chunky. (gestures towards Deus)

Deus: Ha. Very well then. Show me what you're made of, little freelancers.

 

That was hilarious... and I had forgotten (again) about the plastic spoons; I'll have to work one into Project Centre (the third chapter will be up tomorrow).

Things are looking pretty epic. I wonder how the rest of the Zehvor will fare with no powers - and I'm also wondering why both iBrow and JL aren't worried about the other Zehvor at all, while conversely the other Zehvor aren't worried about them at all.

 

Meh, I'm sure it doesn't matter. Leaves more room for more important things, like milkshakes.

 

-ibrow

[Toa Zehvor MT]

Oh yay, Wii U opinions. Metroid Blast definitely seems like the best attraction. I'll presume you currently have no games besides Nintendoland?

 

Unfortunately not. I'll be looking to boost my library when some more cash starts flowing in.

 

 

 

From what I've seen of the Wii U, the hardware is impressive, but the launch lineup of games is... lackluster at best. NSMBU and Scribblenauts look fun, games like ZombiU seem pretty terrible, and from what I've heard ported games like Arkham City, BO2, Epic Mickey 2, and stuff like that have crippling framerate problems.

 

Believe it or not, in terms of an opening system's lineup, the Wii U's is probably about as good as you'll find in recent memory(which is more of a statement of how bad opening lineups usually are more than it is a compliment to the Wii U). The Wii, 360, and PS3 opening lineups all sucked badly, with the most notable games from those opening lineups being Twilight Princess and the original Resistance. While I'm not a huge fan of the ports(I kinda wish they had made more effort towards getting current games on the Wii U instead of older ones), it's nice to at least get some third party support heading towards the Wii U.

 

ZombiU is a rather bizarre case study. Its reviews have been all over the place. Some of them have called it terrible, others have called it amazing. While I haven't played it yet, my guess is that your enjoyment of the game depends on how much you enjoy things such as the original Resident Evil games or something like Metroid 2, which deals with a ton of exploration, having to conserve ammo, and a lot of drawn out combat. 

 

 

 

I think once they get on a roll things will turn up, however. What are your thoughts on the controller?

 

Controller's great, outside of the pathetic battery life(generally needs to be plugged in after about every hour and a half to two hours of use). Nintendoland does a wonderful job of demonstrating its uses. My favorite use for it so far is Samus' gunship in Metroid Blast. It controls wonderfully, and allows for gyroscope type aiming to make up little differences in crosshair to target range, but you can also change the way you're facing more rapidly with the right stick, which eliminates all the frustration from Face Raiders.

 

At any rate, my two main fears for the controller are that games where people are required to switch back and forth between two screens will suffer an Okamiden effect and lose the sense of emersion in the game, and that people will go overboard with trying to cram all of the Gamepad's functions into their game like seemingly everyone not named Retro Studios did with motion control during the Wii's lifespan.

 

Anyways I'm getting woefully off topic here. Bottom line: Wii U's a great system so far, and if you have lots of friends(and wii remotes) who can come over to play with you, then there's no better system out there. If not, then I'd probably suggest waiting until it gets a price drop somewhere along the line.

 

 

 

Things are looking pretty epic. I wonder how the rest of the Zehvor will fare with no powers - and I'm also wondering why both iBrow and JL aren't worried about the other Zehvor at all, while conversely the other Zehvor aren't worried about them at all.

 

I had originally planned to write a segment about that...but I guess I just forgot to put it in when I was actually writing the chapters. The other Zehvor think that JL and iBrow wound up like TA and Gorgnak and got killed by the Guardians. JL and iBrow...well...I got nothing for them.

 

At any rate...as you can probably tell by now, season 10 of A2 is likely not going to be finished by the end of the year, so TBTTRAM will probably end up kicking off towards the end of January instead of the beginning, and A2 will wrap up sometime post New Years'.

 

Yay and stuff.

 

-MT

[Hurricane iBrow]

You know what, screw it. Project Centre Chapter 3 comes today! Because I want to give you all Chapter 4 as soon as possible!

 

 

Project Centre

Chapter 3

 

iBrow: Where are we going now?

 

Electra: The locker room. Everyone else but JL and Meta will probably be in there.

 

iBrow: Who’s JL?

 

Electra: Don’t worry about him. He’s a nobody.

 

iBrow: I make it my business to turn every nobody into a somebody.

 

Silva: Good luck with that one. JL is a tough nut to crack. Trust me, I’ve tried.

 

Electra: Here we are.

 

The two Matoran entered the locker room. Two Toa were leaning against their lockers, chatting with two AI hovering around their shoulders.

 

Silva: Feeling alright?

 

iBrow: A little dizzy, to be honest.

 

Silva: Well, if that’s all, then you are pretty chill. Most agents pass out for an hour or two when first implanted with an AI, and you’re only still on your feet because of me right now.

 

iBrow: What can I say? I’m just awesome that way.

 

Electra: Hey! Nirilia, Jaxtor! Come over here!

 

The two Toa glanced over and then stood up, walking over.

 

Electra: Nirilia, Jaxtor, meet iBrow. New guy, meet Nirilia and Jaxtor.

 

iBrow: Hi there.

 

Jaxtor: Hello.

 

Nirilia: Howdy.

 

iBrow: So… who are the AIs?

 

Nirilia: My AI is Nort, and Jaxtor’s AI is Zort. They’re twin AI. We were planted at the same time.

 

Nort: Hello!

 

Zort: Hey there!

 

iBrow: Uh, hi.

 

Silva: Hey, Nort! Zort! What’s up?

 

Nort: You’re in the new guy?

 

Silva: Yup! Truth be told, he’s only standing because of me.

 

Electra: Sorry about this, but Silva’s right. We can’t stay and chat; I’m supposed to have iBrow meet every agent before he rests.

 

iBrow: This is going to be a really long day.

 

Nort: See you, new guy!

 

Zort: Bye!

 

Jaxtor: Go to the library – JL took Tavyn and Zimstorn there.

 

Electra: Thanks.

 

Electra led the way back out of the locker room. She led iBrow around a corner and turned to the left, where the library was.

 

iBrow: Short walk.

 

Silva: Thank goodness. I suggest you sit down for this one.

 

Voice: Hey! Who are you?

 

The two Matoran turned to spot Que sprinting towards them.

 

iBrow: Uh… the name is iBrow.

 

Que: Sweet. I see you and Silva are already acquainted.

 

Silva: Let’s go and sit. I’d hate to see iBrow pass out on the floor.

 

Que: Of course.

 

The group entered the library. After searching for a few brief moments, Silva spotted a Matoran and three Toa sitting in a group, relaxing and chatting. Electra sat down first, gesturing towards iBrow.

 

Electra: JL, Tavyn, Zimstorn and Zorog, meet iBrow. iBrow, meet JL the Toa, Tavyn the Toa of Air, Zimstorn the Toa of Water, and Zorog the Toa of Iron.

 

iBrow: Why do I need to know their powers?

 

Zorog: You don’t. Electra is just finicky. How does Silva treat you?

 

iBrow: He’s cool.

 

Zorog: Good. He is not always like that… would you like to meet my AI, Allirog? He was the very first to be implanted.

 

iBrow: Sounds neat.

 

Zorog: Allirog, would you like to say a few words?

 

Allirog: I would not.

 

Zorog: …Allirog…

 

Allirog: I am not feeling up to it today.

 

Zorog: Very well then.

 

iBrow: What about you other people?

 

Zimstorn: My AI is known as Zed.

 

Zed: And my Toa companion is known as Zimstorn.

 

Silva: Not funny, Zed. Again.

 

iBrow: Again?

 

Silva: Zed here likes to make really, really bad jokes.

 

iBrow: Oh.

 

Zed: Well… I’m done for the day too. What a surprise.

 

Silva: Was it something I said?

 

iBrow: Probably.

 

Silva: Meh.

 

Tavyn: So how did you come to join us?

 

iBrow: I fell from outer space.

 

Tavyn: Well, I know that. But why did you fall?

 

iBrow: I don’t know. I was asleep.

 

Tavyn: In a garbage can?

 

iBrow: …yes.

 

Tavyn: …alright. Gareth, if you’re going to speak, please do it aloud. I can’t have two separate conversations at the same time.

 

Gareth: Sorry. Hello there, iBrow.

 

iBrow: Hello.

 

Gareth: You are a curious fellow.

 

iBrow: I could say the same about you.

 

Gareth: True that, mate. Well, as it turns out, I’m going to politely take my leave as well.

 

iBrow: Why does nobody want to talk to me?!

 

Zimstorn: It’s not so much that we don’t want to talk to you…

 

Tavyn: …so much as it’s that we can all tell you’re pretty much a dead man walking.

 

iBrow: Why does everybody insist on saying that?

 

Que: Because it’s true, you dope.

 

JL: I’ll show him back to his room.

 

Que: As will I. You should meet Kertaz.

 

Electra: It’s my AI that’s in his head.

 

Que: Official orders from the Directors, Electra. You’re to remain here. Silva will be returned to you while iBrow rests.

 

Electra: You’re going to take the new guy who knows where with my AI?

 

Que: Pretty much.

 

Silva: Don’t worry Electra, I’m a big AI. I’m sure nobody else minds.

 

Electra: Because you’re not their AI.

 

Zorog: Actually, to be quite frank, if Silva was my AI, I’d be perfectly fine with someone else having him.

 

Gareth: At last, someone else that can say what must be said.

 

Silva: You all suck. Let’s go, iBrow.

 

Electra: Hey, new guy.

 

iBrow: iBrow.

 

Electra: Whatever… you lose or break Silva, and I will gut you.

 

iBrow: Feel free to try.

 

iBrow turned around and exited the room, flanked by JL and Que. As they exited the library, Silva flickered out of sight as Que’s AI, Kertaz, flickered into view.

 

Kertaz: Are you well met, iBrow?

 

iBrow: I guess. Que?

 

Que: Yes?

 

iBrow: Are JL and Kertaz in on everything?

 

Que: Of course. JL is like… in between you and me. He’s a middle man of sorts.

 

iBrow: Well rounded skill level.

 

Que: Indeed.

 

JL: Which sucks, because it means I never get to use the big guns.

 

Kertaz: Should we discuss this with Silva present?

 

iBrow: As long as he’ll keep to the bro code and keep this all secret, I don’t see why not.

 

Silva: I will stick to the bro code!

 

iBrow: There you go.

 

Que: Alright, so here’s the basic plan, iBrow. We know for a fact that Meta has been killing agents and taking their AI.

 

iBrow: Which ones does he have so far?

 

Kertaz: The AI units designated as “Bond”, “M”, “Six”, and “Reswob” have all been stolen.

 

iBrow: Ouch. Who’s he going to target next.

 

Que: We don’t know. Kertaz and I were targeted for a while before Six was taken, but as I said, we’re good at being stealthy.

 

iBrow: So why is Meta doing this?

 

JL: He’s working for the Directors – they have some sort of ulterior motive. I’ve been doing some research, and I think they might actually be sort of in favour of Xenon, to an extent.

 

iBrow: To an extent?

 

JL: They seem to see some sort of benefits to Xenon, and thus don’t want to eradicate it.

 

iBrow: How do the different AI units play into this?

 

Que: The Directors are powerful beings. The Center provided them with several specimens to create 15 AI for distribution amongst agents. The Directors weren’t authorized to do anything else with them, so they’ve made it look like Meta is going rogue.

 

iBrow: Specimens?

 

Kertaz: Matoran.

 

iBrow: …you’re going to have to explain it more.

 

Kertaz: The Center gathered fifteen Matoran that were on at least seven “most wanted” lists of criminals in the galaxy and delivered them to the Directors for the Freelancer Branch Project.

 

iBrow: Alright, go on.

 

Kertaz: The Directors killed twelve of the Matoran while managing to harness their souls and brains inside machines. They had to get three replacements for the lost Matoran, which is why the implantations for Gareth, Stromboli and Voltex were so delayed.

 

iBrow: You’re a dead Matoran?

 

Kertaz: Essentially, yes. However, I do not remember anything but my creation as an AI.

 

iBrow: Do any of the AI remember their previous life?

 

Kertaz: It is certainly possible, but I doubt an AI that could would mention it. That would be very dangerous for the Directors to know.

 

iBrow: Because that AI would know exactly how they did the procedure.

 

Kertaz: Precisely.

 

JL: We have reason to believe your AI, Voltex, does remember the procedure. That’s why we need you implanted with him. Once you have, we’ll know how to go about destroying this collapsing program.

 

iBrow: Is it collapsing?

 

Que: iBrow, I think you can consider it to be collapsing when one agent begins killing off the others on the orders of the people running the whole thing.

 

iBrow: You make a good point.

 

JL: Here we are. Your room.

 

Silva: Hurry up. You’re going to pass out in approximately ten seconds.

 

Que: Go on in, get some rest. I’ll wake you up when it’s time for your implantation tomorrow.

 

iBrow: Alright. See you guys later, I guess.

 

Que: Yes, indeed.

 

iBrow: What about Silva?

 

Silva: I’m gonna hop into… oh wait, I need Electra’s permission to hop again.

 

iBrow: …so…

 

Que: You’re stuck with iBrow until he wakes up, Silva. I’ll make sure to bring Electra with me.

 

Silva: Lovely. I get to spend seventeen hours inside the head of a sleeping Matoran.

 

iBrow: Don’t you do that every night?

 

Silva: Not for seventeen hours, no. And I’m usually in Electra’s computer playing video games.

 

iBrow: Have video games even been invented yet?

 

Silva: Technically, no.

 

iBrow: Oh.

 

Silva: Now go to bed. You have a long day ahead of you tomorrow.

 

To Be Continued.

 

Next up on Project Centre:

 

-iBrow meets Voltex for the first time...

-He also meets three rather disgusting faces (and one not so disgusting one)

Edited by Sleepy iBrow Voltex, Dec 20 2012 - 04:49 PM.

[Toa Zehvor MT]

 

iBrow: I make it my business to turn every nobody into a somebody.

 

Silva: Good luck with that one. JL is a tough nut to crack. Trust me, I’ve tried.

 

 

...he went from being a "nobody" to a "tough nut" in the span of a couple sentences.

 

Well, at least your prospects for the future are improving, JL. I think.

 

 

 

 

 

iBrow: You’re a dead Matoran?

 

Kertaz: Essentially, yes. However, I do not remember anything but my creation as an AI.

 

iBrow: Do any of the AI remember their previous life?

 

Kertaz: It is certainly possible, but I doubt an AI that could would mention it. That would be very dangerous for the Directors to know.

 

iBrow: Because that AI would know exactly how they did the procedure.

 

Kertaz: Precisely.

 

 

Ever kind of get the feeling that the quality of the engineering standards around here aren't exactly up to snuff?

 

I'm kinda getting that vibe.

 

Very intriguing iBrow part. Interested in the first meeting between iBrow and Voltex.

 

New chappy up tomorrow, as well as my pick for

 

DA VIDJA GAME OF DA YEAR

 

(It's probably going to surprise nobody)

 

-MT

[JL v2]

 

DA VIDJA GAME OF DA YEAR

 

(It's probably going to surprise nobody)

 

-MT

 

OBVIUSHLY

 

BLAK OPZZ 2

 

Hmm. Nice chapters.

 

Well. I am also stuck in a predicament. Do I place 'JL's Story' before or after this? :/

 

I still need to finish that. With luck, I'll have pulled together enough anti-procrastination to do the last few chapters. 

And then leave iBrow with reasoning as to why people got their memories wiped.

[Hurricane iBrow]

Don't worry, I have it all planned out. I am very eager to write the scene, because, well... let's just say JL wouldn't be very happy in the present day if he could remember what went down.

 

Project Centre

Chapter 4 - XR-458

 

iBrow: Urgh… where am I?

 

Voice: You are on the planet XR-458.

 

iBrow: That tells me nothing.

 

The Matoran jumped out of the chair he was sitting in to land on the floor with a crash as a horrifically hideous and monstrously large being stepped out of the shadows.

 

iBrow: Wh-who are you?

 

Voice: He is The Face. I am The Head. Our companions are The Eye and The Arm.

 

Face: You are here to be tested.

 

iBrow: I’m not sure I like the sounds of that.

 

Head: You must be tested if you are to be approved for implantation.

 

iBrow: But I’ve already-

 

Silva: Don’t let them know I’m here. Trust me on this, man. You do NOT want to know what they’d do.

 

iBrow: …never mind, actually. Alright. But the AI I met were saying I was practically dead on my feet.

 

Eye: You have improved remarkably quickly. There should be no reason why you might fail these tests…

 

iBrow: Are you all so hideously ugly.

 

Arm: I am not. There is a reason I am the one that goes out into the field.

 

iBrow: What… sort of tests?

 

Face: Mm… heheheh… oh, you’ll see. Don’t you worry.

 

Twelve Hours Later…

 

iBrow: …what the…

 

Que: Rise and shine, buddy.

 

iBrow: How did I get here?

 

Que: What do you mean?

 

Silva: I’m a little confused too, I will admit.

 

Electra: Silva, how are you confused?

 

Silva: You tell me, Electra!

 

iBrow: The Face…

 

Silva: Yeah, those guys. They hijacked us or something, I don’t know how. They put iBrow through a bunch of weird tests.

 

iBrow: Did any of you have to answer the paradox “This sentence is false”?

 

Que: …no.

 

Silva: Well, we did, amongst other weirder and more physically demanding tests. Let me just say that my virtual brain hurts right now.

 

Que: Kertaz?

 

Kertaz: It is tough to say. Perhaps the Directors believe there is more to iBrow than meets the eye?

 

Electra: Like what?

 

Kertaz: I am unsure.

 

Que: It probably has something to do with his surviving that garbage can incident.

 

Silva: Yeah… definitely.

 

Electra: Silva, hop back into me.

 

Silva: Alright!

 

As Silva flickered out of sight, iBrow felt the AI’s presence leave his brain as Nikstrom, appearing slightly dazed, stepped forward.

 

Nikstrom: What’s up, iBrow?

 

iBrow: Nothing much man, you?

 

Nikstrom: I got my AI! My head feels a little funny soon, but it should be fine within the hour.

 

iBrow: Can I say-

 

Stromboli: Hello Agent iBrow. Nikstrom thinks highly of you. Considering the survival ploy you pulled, I think rather highly of you too.

 

iBrow: I think that might be the highest praise an AI can give. Thanks.

 

Silva: Hey! Did I not say enough?

 

iBrow: Silva, you’re the one AI I can honestly say I could be friends with so far. I think that’s praise enough.

 

Silva: Point made!

 

Electra: Alright Silva, come on. We’ve got work to do.

 

Silva: A mission?

 

Electra: As it turns out, yes. We’ll be going with Nirilia and Nort.

 

iBrow watched as Electra and Silva exited the room, waiting until the door had closed behind them before speaking.

 

iBrow: Is she supposed to be my love interest?

 

Nikstrom: What?

 

Que: iBrow, what drugs are you on?

 

iBrow: …never mind. Just pretend I didn’t say anything.

 

Stromboli: Sure, iBrow. We can pretend. But nobody’s gonna believe it.

 

Que: Romantically inclined to Electra… ugh…

 

iBrow: Romantically inclined?

 

Que: Did I say that?

 

iBrow: Yes.

 

Que: Ouch. Kertaz is wearing off on me.

 

Kertaz: That is not necessarily a bad thing.

 

Que: Your language ruins my sarcastic, biting nature.

 

Kertaz: Biting?

 

Que: Forget it… let’s just go to the implantation room.

 

The Matoran exited the room and Nikstrom immediately walked into Harfour, who was going the opposite direction.

 

Harfour: Watch yourself there.

 

Nikstrom: Sorry.

 

Stromboli: That was my fault. I was experimenting with my kaleidoscope vision ability.

 

Harfour: Your AI has a kaleidoscope vision ability?

 

Stromboli: Yes, I do.

 

Xi: I wish I had that.

 

Stromboli: No, you don’t. Trust me, it’s not fun. We fell in a garbage can earlier.

 

iBrow: I’m never going to get away from that….

 

Harfour: Well, if it isn’t iBrow. On your way to implantation?

 

iBrow: Yes.

 

Xi: Enjoy.

 

Harfour: Indeed. Voltex is the final AI the project received – I’m sure he’ll be worth it.

 

iBrow: I doubt there’s much that’s worth dropping out of the atmosphere in a garbage can.

 

Harfour: Touché.

 

Xi: We gotta go.

 

Harfour: Indeed, we must. Have fun!

 

Harfour continued on. Once she was gone, the small group continued on their way.

 

Fifteen Minutes Later:

 

Arm: Welcome, Agent iBrow. Are you ready to begin?

 

iBrow: I…

 

Que: Cat got your tongue?

 

iBrow: We don’t have tongues.

 

Nikstrom: Don’t remind me, please. Now I’m going to start wondering how we talk.

 

Kertaz: I could go into detail on the reasons why…

 

Nikstrom: Please don’t-

 

Kertaz: But I’d expect Stromboli is already doing that inside your head.

 

Nikstrom: -Stromboli is already doing that inside my head.

 

Que: Fail.

 

Arm: The rest of you may exit to the observation deck while the implantation takes place.

 

iBrow: Does it hurt?

 

Nikstrom: Not really, no.

 

Que: Just feels a little odd at first having another head inside your head at first, that’s all.

 

iBrow: See you guys later, then.

 

Nikstrom: Bye.

 

iBrow watched who he thought were (rather sadly) going to be his best friends in the project leave before turning to face The Arm.

 

Arm: Ready now?

 

iBrow: I’d say something about being born ready, but that’s cliché.

 

Arm: Indeed. Please lie down. Back towards the ceiling.

 

iBrow: Like this?

 

Arm: Stay still. If I mess up…

 

iBrow: What?

 

Arm: Well, well, well. Somebody broke the rules already.

 

iBrow: I don’t know what…

 

Arm: You’ve already been implanted with an AI. Silva, I presume?

 

iBrow: Yeah.

 

Arm: Good. There shouldn’t be too much damage, then.

 

iBrow: Damage?

 

Arm: All of the AI except for Silva must be plugged directly into their agent partner.

 

iBrow: Oh. I assume having multiple things plugged into your head isn’t good.

 

Arm: Precisely. You would suffer minimal damage having them in one at a time, but multiples at once could be catastrophic. Regardless, you should feel next to nothing.

 

iBrow: Hey uh… could you keep my early implantation a secret?

 

Arm: But of course. You will have to pay for it in the future, but until then we shall consider you indebted to me.

 

iBrow: Wonderful.

 

Arm: Now hold still. I just need to plug it in… right… here…

 

iBrow: OW! AUGH, WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT?!

 

Arm: What the…

 

iBrow: OW! MAKE IT STOP, MAKE IT STOP! STOP IT ALL! OW!

 

Arm: This is bad.

 

iBrow rolled off the bed and scrambled across the floor to the operating table, pulling himself to his feet and then clutching at his head, stumbling into a wall and collapsing where he remained.

 

Arm: Agent iBrow, I need you to look at me.

 

iBrow remained on the floor, clutching his head and moaning in pain as he rocked from side to side.

 

Que: iBrow!

 

Que and Nikstrom barreled into the room. Nikstrom kneeled at iBrow’s side as Stromboli appeared.

 

Arm: AI, diagnosis report.

 

Stromboli: Crisis is over, Director Arm. iBrow is recovering.

 

Arm: Analysis?

 

Stromboli: If I might wager a guess Director, AI Voltex may retain an emotion he felt upon conversion much like Six first did. The implantation process is going smoothly now.

 

Arm: Is there a need for removal?

 

Stromboli: Negative.

 

Arm: Very well. Log off.

 

Stromboli: If I may Director Arm, I would like to remain online.

 

Arm: You may. Agent Que, Agent Nikstrom, please take iBrow to his quarters to rest. He should be fine in the morning.

 

Nikstrom: Yes sir.

 

 

Que and Nikstrom grabbed iBrow by his shoulders and ankles, lifting him into the air and carefully exiting the room.

 

Arm: Hmm… most curious, indeed… I wonder… but no, the reaction would have been far more violent.

 

Fifteen Minutes Later

 

Nikstrom and Que dropped iBrow onto his bed, panting and gasping as they did so.

 

Nikstrom: I feel really out of shape.

 

Que: Don’t… we had to carry him up six flights of stairs.

 

Nikstrom: You counted?!

 

Que: Yeah.

 

Nikstrom: Oh. That’s why you nearly passed out.

 

Que: Yes.

 

Kertaz: Were it not for me we would have had two agents lying on the floor.

 

Que: Yes Kertaz, and we’re all very thankful you did what you did.

 

Kertaz: I dislike sarcasm.

 

Que: By extension you must dislike me.

 

Kertaz: …I…

 

Que: I’m joking Kertaz, relax.

 

Nikstrom: You know what?

 

Que: What?

 

Stromboli: You two are worse than Electra and Silva.

 

Que: …wow.

 

Kertaz: Ouch.

Que: That hurts.

 

Nikstrom: Well… let’s go. I’m sure iBrow will be fine on his own.

 

Que: He should be.

 

Kertaz: Aside from perhaps Silva or Znort-

 

Nikstrom: Znort?

 

Kertaz: Nort and Zort combined.

 

Nikstrom: How typical. Continue.

 

Kertaz: Aside from perhaps Silva or Znort, Voltex might be the most powerful AI, so… yeah. iBrow will be okay.

 

Que: Either that or a Matoran with mush for a brain, but to be honest I’ll be satisfied with either option. Let’s go.

 

2 Hours Later

 

iBrow jolted awake as the lights of his room flashed on and he sat up, panting and panicking.

 

iBrow: What the… heck…?

 

He glanced around the room – everything seemed normal, but there was… something… different about it.

 

iBrow: It feels like there’s a small weight pressing on my brain.

 

Voice: That would be you adjusting to me. Don’t worry, the symptoms will pass soon enough. Right now I am simply observing the room I will be living in.

 

iBrow: What the… who….

 

Voice: Oh, right. Sorry about that back there, man. I kind of freaked out. Let’s just say I’ve got some pretty heavy stuff going on in my head. It isn’t pleasant. Then again, your head isn’t exactly a banana split either.

 

iBrow: Who are you?

 

Voice: Do you honestly not remember my name yet? I’m you AI, man – the last one to be implanted, and the guy that’s going to be your key to tearing this shoddy piece of work down from the ground up. I’m Voltex.

 

To Be Continued.

 

Next time on Project Centre:

 

-iBrow and Voltex become acquainted

-One Freelancer is found dead, and their AI gone

-And new orders from The Center send one agent on a suicidal mission.

[Toa Zehvor Brenmac]

Well...it's been a while. My dinosaur of a computer died on me back in September and I just got a new, state of the art with Windows 8 one earlier this month. Granted, I could've come back here after I realized I could connect my laptop to the Internet using a modem, but stupidly did not. You can blame it on my waning interest in Bionicle and the fact that I've been working on three different stories at once, not counting AT. Being a senior in high school doesn't exactly help.

 

But enough on that, let's get to all the chapters I missed out on. They were all funny/epic, and it's great that I haven't been (too) forgotten about. I even made it to the Top 4 in the AFL, which is awesome. A war is finally going on between the Bionicles of our house and the ones of a neighboring house, which I've waiting to see for a while. Sure, we've had one or two Bionicles from another house fight us, but never a full-scale army. Also, Evil Tahu is finally dead. Good riddance I say. BTW, are Tuma and his Skrall ever going to reappear-wait, Tuma's dead right? In that case, will we ever see the Skrall again. I kind of liked them. An idea I had was somehow summoning my Bohrok army to XR-458 to help us, but I'm not exactly sure how it would be done. I'd like to see them have one last role before A2 ends.

 

As for A3, I'd be happy to return for it, but as a sort of "Shell-shocked Veteran", if you know what I mean. Or maybe as some sort of saboteur, that could work for my character too.

 

It's nice to be back, and hopefully I'll be able to post relatively regularly since it's my Christmas vacation.

 

Until the next chapter,

 

-Toa Zehvor Brenmac

 

P.S. Oh, and that 2012 insurance you were peddling a couple years back, MT. You probably owe some people money now since the Earth didn't flood and no one is living on a raft in the middle of the ocean.

Edited by Toa Zehvor Brenmac, Dec 22 2012 - 03:18 PM.

[Mesonak]

As for A3, I'd be happy to return for it, but as a sort of "Shell-shocked Veteran", if you know what I mean. Or maybe as some sort of saboteur, that could work for my character too.

 

You know, you reminded me that I'm not entirely sure if I've given details on my wishes for A3 yet. Even if I have, I'll repost in short for ease of access (or maybe I should PM, IDK what's going on with your plans for A3, but it's your call MT )

 

I'd definitely like for Mesonak to be a bit more serious in A3, maybe sobered a bit by the circumstances though not entirely losing his humor. Probably look similar to this, with the goal being to get a look where my armor's degraded to the point where the skeletal structure underneath is showing (hence the white).

 

And such.

 

-Mesonak

[Toa Zehvor MT]

D:

 

A wild Brenmac reappeared!

 

Welcome back n' such. And sorry about being a senior in HS. That was last year for me, and it was a biscuit-load of work.

 

The Bohrok and Skrall will both appear before A2 is done. Whether they'll appear in TBTTRAM is another matter entirely. I'm still debating inwardly which characters will and which won't make the jump to the next story.

 

 

 

As for A3, I'd be happy to return for it, but as a sort of "Shell-shocked Veteran", if you know what I mean. Or maybe as some sort of saboteur, that could work for my character too.

 

 

I'd definitely like for Mesonak to be a bit more serious in A3, maybe sobered a bit by the circumstances though not entirely losing his humor.

 

It's rather funny that you mention that, because that's pretty much entirely what will happen. Some stuff will go down in the next few chapters that will drastically transform the personalities of the team members.

 

To be perfectly honest, I haven't really picked out which way I want to take A3 yet. I have a few possible starting points, ranging from the incredibly dark to the more humorous. There's one that I designed a while ago which ties in very neatly with the beginning of Season 10, but it's such a serious plot line I'm not really sure I can make it into a comedy.

 

At any rate, if you absolutely do or do not want to be in A3, then a PM sometime soon would be nice. Posting here will likely work too, although there's a chance I may miss it.

 

Another nice iBrow part, iBrow. Hoping the climax is somewhat soon, because...well...it's the same for A2.

 

======

 

This chappy's kind of loaded with backstory and explanation, so there's (quite) a bit less humor than in most. And more confusion. Well, hopefully not a ton of that.

 

 

Chapter 163: Ultimate Power

 

At the house…

Samus: Tahu! Tahu!

Tahu: What? What is it?

Samus: The army outside! They're beginning to attack!

Turaga Nuju: *whistle whistle click*

Tahu: …what? Slow down, you're not making sense.

Samus: They've opened fire! They just shot Chief down from the roof. We have to prepare or else we'll end up with-

*BAM!*

Tahu: …

Samus: …

Nuju: ...

Tahu: What was that?

*BAM!*

Tahu: …

Samus: …it sounds like…one of the walls…

*BAM!*

Samus: …is getting hit really hard…over and over…

Turaga Nuju: *whistle whistle*

*BAM!*

Samus: …I really wish I could understand what he's saying.

Tahu: What could possibly be hitting the wall that hard repeated-

*SMASH!*

Kraid: (breaks through one of the walls) *ROAR!!!*

Tahu: Ofak.

Samus: Take this! (charges up a Super Missile and sends it flying at Kraid's face)

*bonk*

Super Missile: (goes flying off in another direction)

Samus: …

Tahu: …

Samus: …well…I'm out of ideas.

Tahu: Run for it! (takes off sprinting)

Samus: What? No! We can't just surren-

Hero Factory Sets: (begin pouring into the house)

Samus: …or on second thought…that works too. (turns into a Morph Ball and rolls away)

Pandamonium: Ha! Run away, little Bionicles! This house is ours!

Jawblade: You can hide, but you can't run! (launches a fire sphere)

Fire Sphere: (hits Turaga Nuju and incinerates him)

Pandamonium: …

Jawblade: …or…is that the other way…oh forget it.

Speeda Demon: Ha. (steps inside through the rubble) Soon, even the great Tahus will be bowing before our feet. And serving us lemonade. And other cool things that we get to make servants do.

Pandamonium: Maybe they'll even play My Little Pony with you, Jawblade.

Jawblade: Really? You think so?

Speeda Demon: …no.

Jawblade: Oh. Nuts, then. (waddles off in search of a new target)

 

Meanwhile, on XR-458…

MT: …right then…on three. One…two…three!

Kpik: (fires an ice bolt)

Levacius: (launches a blast of lightning)

MT: (confirms that both attacks hit their targets, then triggers his mask power) Go!

(nothing happens)

MT: …uh…um…why isn't this-

Brenmac: Just run for it!

MT: Right. (takes off sprinting for the orb) Guess that stupid energy barrier must have disabled my mask power too. 

Vajra: No! Taesh! (begins focusing intently on the ice surrounding him)

Taesh: Argh! 

MT: (reaches the orb) Got it! 

Ice: (shatters around Taesh instantly)

MT: …?

Kpik: …wait…what?!

Taesh: Hey! You!

MT: Ono. (takes off sprinting)

Taesh: If you think something like that will work…(rushes towards MT and pulls out his katana)…then you are in for a surprise. (tackles MT)

MT and Taesh: (go flying over the edge of the scaffolding)

MT: …oh boy. (starts to free fall)

Taesh: (grabs MT in midair and tries to stab him)

MT: (kicks Taesh off, still holding onto the orb)

Taesh: Shame that you're powerless here.

MT: An incredible shame, considering that you are in exactly the same situation. (sends off a blast of elemental energy)

Taesh: …fair enough. (dodges effortlessly) Then, if we are both going to die, let's settle a score before we do(fires off a blast of wind)

MT: (gets hit and slams into the scaffolding, which slightly slows his fall) …right then. Suppose I had some time to kill. 

 

Meanwhile, elsewhere…

Deus: (slams his fist into the ground and sends a shockwave of electricity at JL and iBrow)

iBrow: (gets hit and staggers backwards)

JL: (ducks around and sends out a bolt of black lightning) Two can play at the electricity game.

Deus: (absorbs the lightning effortlessly) …

JL: …or one of the players can cheat.

Deus: …cheat? Gods do not cheat.

JL: …gods?

Deus: Yes. A god. That is what I will become. (charges at JL)

JL: (barely manages to block his punch)

Deus: (grabs JL and slams him into the ground) And you two are little more than mere obstacles to be overcome!

iBrow: …speaking of obstacles…(picks himself up and shakes off the shock from earlier)…try overcoming this. (activates his powers of gravity, increasing Deus' weight by one hundred times)

Deus: Urk!

JL: (takes advantage of the opportunity to pull himself to his feet and get his sword out) Game over, "deity." (runs Deus through with his sword)

*SLASH!*

Deus: URGH!!! Argh…augh….ahhh…(stumbles backwards)

JL: …

iBrow: …

JL: …well…that takes care of him, at least. Not bad for some "mere obstacles."

iBrow: …

Deus: …

iBrow: …I don't think he's quite finished yet…

Voltex: (lights up)

JL: …

iBrow: …

Deus: …heh…heh heh heh heh…(pulls JL's sword out of himself and tosses it aside) …it appears that I may have underestimated your abilities.

JL: …

iBrow: …

Deus: …but…nonetheless…the time has come for the curtain to close on this little incursion of yours. (snaps his fingers)

Energy Bolt: (flies from Voltex and hits Deus in the chest, immediately restoring the hole that was created by JL's sword)

JL: …

Deus: …you may have thought that this logo was a fake…but that is not the case. I myself was a member of the Center once. A member of the last organization in the galaxy that was willing to make sacrifices in order to better the universe.

iBrow: Sacrifices, huh?

Deus: The freelancer project was the ultimate success for the Center. I joined it because we could have made a difference in the fight against the Dark Lord! I am here to reclaim what was rightfully mine, but what was taken away from me! And neither of you will stop me!

Voltex: (lights up) …beacon received.

Deus: …

JL: …

iBrow: …what did you do to it?

Deus: You will learn very soon, Matoran. Speak, Voltex.

Voltex: …Master Deus…leadership of the Guardian program has been transferred to Master Deus…compute…compute…

iBrow: You WHAT?!

JL: (holds iBrow back)

iBrow: No! Let me go! What in the world did you-

Deus: (holds out his hand and nails iBrow with a lightning blast)

iBrow: (goes flying backwards and crashes into a wall) *WHAM!*

JL: iBrow!

Voltex: …current update on the Anti-Corruption mission, master?

Deus: …

JL: …

Deus: …anti…corruption mission?

Voltex: Yes. The current objective of the Guardian swarm on this planet.

Deus: …that would be to destroy all life forms in order to keep the freelancer project from escaping its intended boundaries.

Voltex: …no, not entirely.

Deus: …no?

JL: …

Voltex: Would you care for an in-depth explanation, master?

Deus: ...

JL: …

Voltex: …Two weeks ago, the seal that was blocking off the Xenon Core on this planet, a seal that went by the name of Freelancer Meta, was removed.

Deus: …WHAT?!

Voltex: …allow me to explain. When the Center was attempting to bury the Freelancer project, they took some of their most powerful warriors and, in essence, stuck them as "gatekeepers" to watch over Xenon Cores imbedded into certain planets. The Center managed to isolate and seal away all the Xenon on certain planets into these Cores, and there would be no way to open them without placing the specific guardian into the correct location on the planet to which he or she had been assigned.

Deus: …

JL: ...

Voltex: This seal had been hidden on a distant planet in order to keep it from being unlocked by any without relation to the Freelancer project. When placed in the right location and infused with power, the seal would break, and Xenon would spread once more.

Deus: …

JL: So what you're saying is that that Toa we saw before…Meta, I believe…was a key?

Voltex: To allow for desperation access into the Xenon Core on this planet, yes. In the event that the Nicro-Xenon project was too much for them to control, they wanted to have a fallback. That fallback was to let Xenon spread and worry about self preservation.

JL: …

Voltex: …since, however, a Xenon infected population is in and of itself an incredibly dangerous hazard to the rest of the universe…the Center also designed shields over the planet's atmosphere, and created a swarm of "Guardians" to eradicate all non-Center life on the planet after the seal was broken and Xenon was allowed to spread.

JL: …but…why?

Voltex: Because the Center knew that Xenon would likely infect nearly every living creature on this planet. They did not want Xenon spreading across the universe unchecked. So, while the substance of Xenon could flow across a planet…every living creature that was on that planet was to be killed off. And no creature could escape, as the barrier in the atmosphere prevented it…

JL: …

Deus: …

Voltex: But, Master Deus, I am sure you are already aware of this, are you not? After all, you were appointed to leader of the Center's efforts on this planet just now.

JL: (turns to Deus) …what?

Deus: Oh, that little chip from earlier? That was something I kept from my days as a member of the Center. It's designed to reroute command of any given Center based project and give it to the user designated on the chip…in this case, me.

JL: …

Deus: So, if you couldn't figure it out…all control over every Center based power on this planet…including the Guardians, and the barrier above the sky, is now controlled by me.

JL: …no…this is…

Deus: And it appears not a moment too soon, as we have a universe that is in need of saving as well. As Voltex has stated, every life form on this planet must be eradicated to stop the spread of Xenon!

JL: …

Deus: …and as for you…it appears that you were not fully aware of my status at the time, and as such, your earlier actions are forgivable. Join my cause now, and I will forget about our earlier interactions.

JL: You're going to murder the entire population of this planet? But there are villages here now! And tons of villagers! These weren't here when the Center designed this program! You can't simply kill them off!

Deus: Oh? And why can't I? If Xenon is spreading throughout this planet as we speak…then some of them may already be infected.

JL: …for someone who touts himself as a "god," you sure don't have many qualms about killing your supposed underlings.

Deus: (becomes enraged) How could YOU possibly know?!? (hurls a lightning bolt at JL)

JL: (ducks out of the way)

Deus: How could you know ANYTHING about saving the world?! (begins throwing electricity at JL left and right)

JL: (manages to dive back and forth, avoiding the ridiculous elemental outburst)

Deus: You are nothing more than a freelancer who only knows how to kill things! Saving the world isn't part of your training! (hurls a gigantic bolt and nails JL)

JL: (goes flying backwards and lands by iBrow) *CRASH!*

Deus: …hmm. Pathetic. Now that I have acquired this computer's help, as well as its power, I need no help from freelancers. Do as you will with the last few days of your life. You are worth nothing to me now. (launches a lightning bolt at the ceiling, and buries the two Zehvor in rubble)

Voltex: …

Deus: …those who interfere with the cause…will suffer.

 

Meanwhile, elsewhere…

Meta: (slams his sword into Mesoquack's)…

Mesoquack: ...

Meta: …

*Rrrruuummmbbbbbllllleeeeee*

Meta: …?

Mesoquack: …

Xenon: (explodes from the ground, shooting up in a large geyser)

Meta: …

Mesoquack: …what…?

Meta: …(shoves Mesoquack away)

Mesoquack: (stumble backwards, but regains his balance)

Meta: This is what I was warning you about. You were so eager to gain more power, but instead, you have simply unleashed Xenon to spread throughout this planet. And at the cost of your own life, as well.

Mesoquack: …

Meta: …it appears that I was too late in attempting to recreate the seal that had locked away the Xenon Core beneath the surface. 

Mesoquack: …

Meta: …enjoy the last few days of your life. It is only a matter of time before Xenon spreads throughout this entire planet again…and if it can reach the shield generator…perhaps throughout the entire universe.

Mesoquack: …

Meta: …you have nothing to say for yourself?

Mesoquack: I need say nothing. I have had dealings with Xenon in the past. I can control it, manipulate it…use it…

Meta: …what? 

Mesoquack: (heads over to the Xenon geyser) This is simply another opportunity for me to gain power. And neither you nor your concerns will get in my way. 

Meta: …are you mad?

Mesoquack: No. Just in search of more power. 

Meta: …

Mesoquack: (disappears into the geyser of Xenon that is shooting out from the ground)

Meta: …guess it's just me, then. 

 

Meanwhile, back at the base of Deus' new army...

Deus: (approaches a Guardian)

Guardian: ...Lord Deus.

Deus: I will be taking this spaceship out to demonstrate my new power to some of the...residents...of this planet. (gestures towards a small craft located next to the Guardian) If you wouldn't mind, please disable the barrier surrounding the atmosphere briefly.

Guardian: Yes, Lord Deus.

Deus: ...and...one last thing.

Guardian: Yes?

Deus: Make sure that those two freelancers suffer a fittingly painful death.

Guardian: Yes, Lord Deus.

 

To be continued…

 

-MT

[Hurricane iBrow]

Well, Project Centre is going to be ten chapters long at most so... if you don't mind slowing down your releases a bit, I could go all-out next week before the finale.

 

Regardless, epic chapter. I do wonder if iBrow and Voltex will reaquaint themselves.

 

-ibrow

 

EDIT: If I didn't say it before, I'd like iBrow to return for A3. gallery here.

Edited by Sleepy iBrow Voltex, Dec 22 2012 - 09:22 PM.

[JL v2]

Aw, I don't get an AI. Oh well. Nice chappy, the both of you. Although there is quite a lot of cliffhangers, which sucks. Oh, and look! Me birthday.

[Toa Zehvor MT]

HAPPEH BURFDAY JAY ELL

 

-MT

[Hurricane iBrow]

Aw, I don't get an AI. Oh well. Nice chappy, the both of you. Although there is quite a lot of cliffhangers, which sucks. Oh, and look! Me birthday.

 

 

I decided not to give you or Meta any AI of your own because it doesn't make sense for the two of you to be around still but not your AI. iBrow's an exception, and exceptions aren't exactly common. =P

I'll get Chapter 5 up today.

 

-ibrow

[Hurricane iBrow]

It was after Deus had seemingly defeated both him and JL that iBrow finally remembered what Voltex had told him to do in order to activate him.

 

*-*-*-*

 

Voltex: When you put me in here, I’m gonna be logged out for a long time. If I’m not re-activated using this, I won’t remember anything. I’ll be your typical dumb AI.

 

iBrow: Could I use it after that to bring you back?

 

Voltex: Maybe.

 

iBrow: So… are you going to tell me what I have to do?

 

Voltex: Just speak aloud “Voltex is the best and iBrow sucks.”

 

iBrow: …you’ve gotta be kidding me.

 

Voltex: It was Que’s idea.

 

iBrow: I hate him.

 

*-*-*-*

 

The only problem was… for the first time in his life, iBrow felt like someone (in this case, Deus) might have actually managed to defeat him.

 

Project Centre

Chapter 5

 

iBrow: So you’re Voltex, huh?

 

Voltex: I am.

 

iBrow: Why do you look like a holographic version of me? Silva doesn’t look like Electra. Gareth doesn’t look like Tavyn.

 

Voltex: Goroz kinda looks like Trylius…

 

iBrow: No, he doesn’t.

 

Voltex: Well, I dunno.

 

iBrow: I’m sure it doesn’t matter.

 

iBrow stood to his feet as the door opened, revealing Nikstrom, Que and Trylius.

 

iBrow: Hey guys. What’s up?

 

Nikstrom: You feeling better?

 

iBrow: Loads.

 

Stromboli: And Voltex?

 

Voltex: Spiffing, actually.

 

Stromboli: Why do you look like iBrow?

 

Voltex: I swear, if a single other person asks me that, I will…

 

iBrow: What? You can’t do anything without my permission.

 

Voltex: Darn.

 

Que: Listen, I’d love to continue the cheerful happy talk, but we’re here for another reason entirely.

 

iBrow: Which is?

 

Trylius: Harfour was just found dead in the hallway. Her AI is missing.

 

Que: In other words, Xi is now in the hands of Meta.

 

Trylius: Wait just a moment. Meta is doing all this?

 

Nikstrom: Apparently.

 

Goroz: It does make sense as a satisfactory explanation for Meta’s vastly increased power in the last several weeks.

 

Trylius: No kidding.

 

Que: The four of us are sticking together.

 

iBrow: Why?

 

Que: JL doesn’t have an AI and the rest are Toa, so they should be able to defend themselves. But I’m not sure even four Matoran are a match for Meta.

 

iBrow: What about Electra?

 

Kertaz: Silva’s hopping ability should be enough for him to survive should Electra be killed.

 

Voltex: Well… I gotta say, these were probably the worst first five minutes of my life I could possibly have. Not that I didn’t know all of this stuff already, but yeah.

 

Kertaz: You remember everything?

 

iBrow: He does. I gotta say, it’s a little disturbing having a Matoran like this in my head.

 

Que: What did he do?

 

Voltex: I may or may not have accidentally caused the complete exploding of one planet and the destruction of another through Xenon.

 

Que: …wow.

 

iBrow: Yeah.

 

Voltex: I was also programmed directly with several orders that I must ensure are followed at certain points – Que, I’m going to send one to you now.

 

The Matoran watched as Voltex and Kertaz both shimmered into each other before separating. Kertaz vanished, and a second later Que sighed.

 

iBrow: What is it?

 

Que: So much for this plan. Come on, let’s go. I’m on orders to leave the freelancer project and escape the planet.

 

Kertaz: The Center hopes to draw Meta off-planet, where they can capture him.

 

iBrow: Well… let’s get going, then.

 

The Matoran exited the room – and a split second later it exploded, sending all four of them flying into the wall amidst pieces of rubble.

 

Nikstrom: Stromboli! How did you not know that was coming?!

 

Que: You could say that about all the AI!

 

Kertaz: Something appears to have been stopping us from acquiring the information.

 

Voltex: The only thing that could do that is another AI.

 

Meta: That is correct.

 

Trylius: Ofak.

 

iBrow: Holy balls.

 

Voltex: Holy balls?

 

iBrow: …never mind.

 

Meta: It appears you have AI that are in need of a re-implantation. Zed, examine all agents for compatibility.

 

Zed: Coming right up!

 

iBrow: Wait a minute, Zed?

 

Zed: Yes?

 

Nikstrom: You… you’re Zimstorn’s AI!

 

Zed: Well, I was. Now I’m with Meta.

 

Meta: Let’s just say Zimstorn suffered a mysterious… “accident” involving several bullets.

 

Trylius: You killed Zimstorn?

 

Meta: I suppose one might say that.

 

Zed: Compatibility scan complete.

 

Meta: Results?

 

Zed: All four are 87% compatibility. No preferences.

 

Meta: Good.

 

iBrow: Voltex, any suggestions?

 

Voltex: Gravity?

 

iBrow: Um… I suppose. It’s more of a field, though – in close quarters like these, I could end up crushing everybody.

 

Voltex: Not recommended.

 

Meta: Six and Bond, begin assimilation of Goroz.

 

Six + Bond: Beginning assimilation.

 

Trylius: Hey! Stop! Goroz!

 

Goroz: I-I… I need… No… Must… Serve… Try…. Must…. Listen to… Meta….

 

Trylius: Goroz?

 

Six: Assimilation complete.

 

Bond: AI Goroz ready for orders.

 

Meta: Goroz, hold Trylius down.

 

Trylius: No! Goroz! Goroz, stop!

 

iBrow: Alright, I’ve had enough of this.

 

iBrow drew his sword and lunged forward, swinging it in an arc with perfect precision thanks to the aid of Voltex. However, quick as lightning Meta had simultaneously dodged, grabbed iBrow and Trylius, and rammed the two together with the result of Trylius being stabbed by iBrow.

 

Trylius: You would not believe how much this hurts.

 

iBrow: I don’t understand…

 

Meta: You cannot defeat me. I have the AI Six, Reswob, Bond, M, and Xi under my control. And soon, Goroz will obey me as well.

 

Once he had finished speaking, Meta tossed iBrow back over to Nikstrom and Que minus his sword, which remained in Trylius. A second later, Meta squeezed his hand and crushed Trylius’ head like a tin can, ripping the implantation chip that contained Goroz out and tossing the Matoran away.

 

Que: This is bad.

 

Meta jabbed Goroz into his own neck and shivered, twitching for a few seconds before returning to normal.

 

Nikstrom: Stromboli, enhance physical attributes.

 

Que: Kertaz, do the same for me.

 

Voltex: Yes iBrow, I will do the same for you.

 

Que: RUN!

 

3 Hours Later

 

iBrow: So I guess this is goodbye.

 

Que: Yeah, I’m probably gonna die.

 

Kertaz: We must leave immediately.

 

Que: Yeah, I’ll see you around.

 

Voltex: iBrow?

 

iBrow: Yes Voltex?

 

Voltex: Either we get behind that rock, or The Face is going to eat us alive.

 

It was thus that iBrow ended behind the rock as The Face shimmered into view before Que and Kertaz.

 

Face: Going somewhere?

 

Que: Yes, as a matter of fact.

 

Face: And where would that be?

 

Que: Away from here. All your pretty little plans are going to be done.

 

Face: All of my plans, you say?

 

Que: Yes.

 

Face: Then I’m afraid to say I won’t mind getting rid of you… and your traitorous little AI. I’ve known you were a spy since the start and finally, you’ve given me a chance to act on it.

 

Que: …well then. Kertaz?

 

Kertaz: Yes, Que?

 

Que: It appears we’re about to die.

 

Kertaz: We have a six percent chance of survival.

 

Que: I’m making that zero percent Kertaz. Blow up the pod.

 

Face: What-

 

Que: If you think I’m going out on your terms ugly, you’ve got another thing coming.

 

Kertaz: Pod will explode in 3.7 seconds.

 

Que: Farewell. I take my leave.

 

The Face lunged forward, but was blasted back by the explosion, tumbling across the ground. The blast tore through Que, and iBrow shut his eyes tightly, knowing there was nothing left to see… until something smacked into the side of his head.

 

iBrow: Ow! Son of a gun, what was that?

 

Voltex: It’s… it’s…

 

iBrow: Is that an AI chip?

 

Voltex: I guess Kertaz is still with us.

 

iBrow: I can’t implant him in myself. I’ll get brain damage.

 

Voltex: True, but… to be honest, I don’t think brain damage is going to hurt a guy who can fall to the surface of a planet in a garbage can.

 

iBrow: Good point.

 

Voltex: I always make good points. Pop him in, he’ll be useful.

 

iBrow: Will do.

 

iBrow grabbed the AI chip resting on the ground and raised it towards his neck. He hesitated for a split second before plunging it in and cringing, trembling much like Meta had as the pain slowly wore off.

 

iBrow: Frick, that hurt. How does Meta do it so often?

 

Voltex: I don’t know. He is a pretty ###### Toa, though.

 

iBrow: True… Kertaz?

 

Voltex: He’s here. Just getting used to his surroundings. And letting you get used to him… which is a good thing.

 

iBrow: Alright, let’s go. We need to find JL.

 

Voltex: That we do.

 

iBrow: JL can take Kertaz from there. That way I don’t have three voices in my head.

 

Voltex: You only have two AI.

 

iBrow: “Two AI” isn’t exactly the sort of term you match with “only”, Voltex. And I was counting myself as well, you doof.

 

Voltex: Oh.

 

iBrow: Yeah.

 

To Be Continued.

 

Next time on Project Centre:

 

-Kertaz is re-implanted

-iBrow and JL gain anew ally and begin their master plan

-Meta may or may not attain some more AI, depending on his mood

-Electra and the awesometacular Silva return

[Toa Zehvor MT]

Merry Day after Christmas, everyone! Hope you all had a good one.

 

Rather interesting iBrow part. I'm interested for this master plan. Voltex doesn't seem to be the brilliant mastermind I had pictured him as, though.

 

O/T here, but is it just me, or did Lego prices spike...like crazy? I haven't bought a Lego set in about a year and a half now, and haven't really paid any attention to the company since Bionicle's storyline ended, but I was taking a look at some of the things they were selling now for the sake of nostalgia, and man...it seems like things are a lot more expensive. Some Lord of the Rings set with like 250 pieces was going for nearly $60. All it had was a wall, a rather tiny catapult, and six mini figures.

 

Owell.

 

At any rate my GoTY which I forgot to announce last time is Halo 4. To be fair, I haven't had a chance to play some of the more highly touted story driven games this year, such as Journey and Walking Dead, but out of the collection that I've gotten a chance to play, Halo 4 takes the cake. It incorporates a meaningful story while still maintaining a high level of gameplay, and throws both some much needed new enemies into the mix along with a few homages to Metroid Prime, specifically the Promethean Vision(or, as it was known back in 2002, the "Thermal Visor").

 

For next year, I really would like to get a chance to try out Journey, WD, Darksiders 2, and a number of other games that came out this year. Hopefully I'll have time to do that while keeping up with college and the TBTTRAH storyline.

 

Chapter 164: Return of the Swarm

 

On the road just outside the house…

Tahu Nuva08: That was a great vacation.

Lewa Nuva08: I know what you mean, dude.

Kopaka Nuva08: Yeah. I felt like we bonded really well there.

Onua Nuva08: …wow. This trip made Kopaka feel something. That's gotta make it one of the best of all time.

Kopaka Nuva08: …

Onua Nuva08: …aaaaand we're back to silence.

Tahu Nuva08: Oh well. (pulls the car into the driveway of the house) Although it's over, at least we've still got some great stories to tell everyone, right guys? 

Pohatu Nuva08: …

Gali Nuva08: ...

Tahu Nuva08: …what? (turns to look at the house and notices it being overrun by Hero Factory Sets)

(stunned silence)

Tahu Nuva08:

Kopaka Nuva08: …er…well…um…hmm.

Tahu Nuva08: …you know…maybe that vacation doesn't have to end so early after all. (backs the car up and pulls out of the driveway)

 

Meanwhile, in the craziness that is the war for the house…

Camped on the deck...

Kongu Inika: Dang! We're surrounded!

Jaller Inika: That just means we get to rank up faster! Keep shooting!

Matoro Inika: …I'm really beginning to get the feeling that letting the leader of our team play so much Halo was bad for our survival chances.

Hahli Inika: Pew! Pew pew!

Matoro Inika: …screw it. I quit. (shoots himself in the face) *BAM!*

Hewkii Inika: Commander!

Jaller Inika: Yes, private?!

Hewkii Inika: We've got incoming aircraft at 4 o'clock!

Jaller Inika: (looks at his watch) …hmm. Well, no problem. We've still got another 5 or so minutes.

Hewkii Inika: …wait…what?

Jaller Inika: I said, we've got 5 more minutes. It's 3:55.

Hewkii Inika: …what? What does the time have to do with any of this-

Hero Factory Airship: (flies down and blows up the Toa Inika)

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!*

(silence)

Matoro's Corpse: …yep…not regretting shooting myself at all.

 

Inside the house, on the first floor…

Tahu: …this is bad…this is really, really bad.

Samus: (fires off a missile at an approaching Toa) What now?

Tahu: …uh…um…shoot more? (launches a burst of fire)

Samus: Great. (ducks underneath a poison sphere from a Hero Factory minion) That's working out so well right now.

Tahu: …

Samus: Can't you like, throw up a shield for us or something? (picks off a Hero Factory sniper in the back of the mob that's surrounding them)

Tahu: No.

Samus: Why not?

Tahu: …because we were ambushed by this mob, remember?

Samus: …yeah…so?

Tahu: So, my shield only works for attacks that aren't ambushes. Look it up.

Samus: …but…you expect it now! It's not a surprise anymore!

Tahu: …well…actually, it's technically it is.

Samus: What? How does that even make sense?!

Tahu: I'm being surprised by every attack that comes my way. That's how.

Samus: …that's…that's stupid! No you aren't! (fires a missile and clears some room from the crowd)

Tahu: Sure I am. Watch.

Hero Factory Set: (launches a laser blast at Tahu)

*Zap!*

Tahu: (falls to the ground) Ow. I have been surprised. Oh noes.

Samus: (reloads her missile launcher) I freaking hate my life.

Ceiling: *rrruuuuuummmmmbbbbbllllleeeee*

Samus: …?

Ceiling: (begins to crumble and crack)

Mob: (looks up)

Army of Bohrok: (smashes through the roof and descends upon the mob of Toa and Hero Factory sets below)

Ghirardelli: (slides down, riding on a Gahlok like a horse) Woo hoo! Tahus forever!

Samus: …

Tahu: …you!

Ghirardelli: Me!

Samus: Who?

Ghirardelli: It is me, the evilest villain of the evilest plans of evil and chocolate of all time! Well, besides Count Chocula, that is.

Tahu: What are you doing here?

Ghirardelli: I decided to show up to lend a hand! After all, I can't possibly make you fools suffer with my evil plans of evilness if you all die by someone less evil than me.

Samus: …uh…

Tahu: …I will respond to that by both thanking you and vowing to murder you once this war is over.

Ghirardelli: Likewise. At any rate, I managed to get all of these Bohrok out of their nests by bribing them all with chocolate milkshakes if they win this war.

Tahu: …dang…you're going to need a lot of chocolate for all that.

Ghirardelli: Oh, the joke's on them. Bohrok can't even drink. They don't even have mouths.

Gahlok: (looks strangely at Ghirardelli)

Ghirardelli: …that is to say…um…

Gahlok: …

Ghirardelli: Look, here's $50, and you didn't hear anything. (hands a $50 over to the Gahlok he's riding on)

 

Meanwhile, outside…

Master Chief: …oh man….my head…owwwwww….(looks up)

Chain Chomp: Grrr….

Master Chief: …whoever placed the spawn points on this map SUCKS.

Chain Chomp: RAWR! (lunges and tries to bite Master Chief)

Master Chief: Augh! (rolls away and takes off running)

Chain Chomp: *Chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp*

Master Chief: Where did they even find an abomination such as you?! (begins chucking grenades at it while running away)

 

Inside the house…

Nocturn: …mmm…food is tasty…

Gadunka: Gadunka.

Nocturn: What in here-(opens the fridge door)

Kraid: Rawr!

Nocturn: Augh! (stumbles back)

Kraid: Arwar! (steps out of the fridge, holding a half eaten sandwich)

Nocturn: …

Gadunka: …

Kraid: …

Nocturn: …

Gadunka: …

Kraid: Rawr? (holds out his sandwich in a friendly gesture towards Nocturn)

Nocturn: …mmm. (reaches towards the sandwich)

Gadunka: (swoops in and gobbles up the entire thing before Nocturn has a chance to take a bite)

Kraid: …

Nocturn: …

Gadunka: *munch munch*

Kraid: ROAR! (stomps angrily on the floor)

Nocturn: Sandwich!

Gadunka: Gadunka!

Kraid: RAAAWWWWRRRRRR!! (grabs Gadunka and begins shaking him angrily)

Gadunka: Gadunk-gadunk-gadunk-gadunk-gadunk-

Nocturn: Hey! Put me friend down! (slashes at Kraid's legs)

Kraid: …(looks down at Nocturn)

Nocturn: …ofrick.

*WHAM!*

Nocturn: (goes flying into a kitchen wall)

*SMACK!*

Nocturn: ….me…not so…smell…it…(blacks out)

Kraid: (turns back towards Gadunka) RAAAAAAWWWWWRRRRRR!

Gadunka: GAADDDUUNNNKKKAAAA!

Kraid: RRRAAAAAWWWWWWRRRR!!!

Gadunka: GAAADDUUUUNNNKKKAAA!!!

Kraid: RAAAAWWW-

Gadunka: (slaps Kraid in the face) *SMACK!*

Kraid: …

Gadunka: …

Kraid: …

Gadunka: …

Kraid: Roar. 

Gadunka: Gadunka.

Kraid: (waddles over to a shelf mounted on the wall)

Gadunka: …

Kraid: (stuffs Gadunka into a tupperware and waddles away, dragging it behind him)

Gadunka: …$%@#.

 

Meanwhile, on XR-458…

Guardians: (head into the room with Voltex's main CPU component where the battle took place)

Voltex: …the target is buried in that pile of rubble to the side of the room.

Guardian: Affirmative. Firing in 3, 2, 1-

*SLASH!*

Guardian: …rrrr…ow…(breaks in two, a dimensional slash appearing between its two halves)

Guardians: (turn towards the source of the attack)

Meta: …

Voltex: …Commander Meta…what are you doing here?

Meta: …I could ask you the same question, Voltex. What are you doing attacking two freelancers like that?

Voltex: You know that we have been attempting to recapture you. Why have you returned?

Meta: That's none of your concern. Now answer my question.

Voltex: …these two have been deemed traitor to the cause by Lord Deus. They must be eliminated.

Meta: …Lord…Deus?

Voltex: Indeed. He has shown us the path to salvation. You would be wise to fall in line behind him.

Meta: …

Guardians: …

Meta: …I believe I'll pass on that option.

Voltex: Your mistake. Guardians, we have a new traitor. Take him ou-

Dimensional Slashes: (appear all over the room, slicing every Guardian into bits)

Voltex: …

Meta: …(heads over to the rubble and begins digging the two former freelancers out of it)

Voltex: …Commander Meta…

Meta: (slices through the rocks with his sword)…I'll be back after I take care of that Deus. Then perhaps we can…catch up, shall we say.

Voltex: …

Deus: Right. (creates a number of dimensional blasts that slash through the wall) I'll be back then. Don't lose too much sleep over my return. (picks up JL and iBrow) Or, in your case, too much power. (leaps through the hole in the wall)

 

To be continued…

 

-MT

 

Edited by Toa Zehvor MT, Dec 26 2012 - 08:20 PM.