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[Toa Zehvor MT]

I feel like I've missed something in the past regarding Mesonak and Mesoquack, or maybe I've just forgotten. I'm sure it doesn't matter!

 

Don't worry, Sir Gavroche...I am on the same page as you with your not understanding...

I kind of want to wait until Mesonak comes around before I respond to find out if he remembers this. To be perfectly honest, I forget how much of a hand he had in the creation of Mesoquack, so it could range from no idea to knowing completely.

 

 

 

Heh, I doubt this, but I wonder if MT's plotting to kill himself off in A2...crazy thought.

Or maybe I already killed myself off, and this "MT" is some guy pretending to be me.

 

You just never know.

 

-MT

[Mesonak]

I feel like I've missed something in the past regarding Mesonak and Mesoquack, or maybe I've just forgotten. I'm sure it doesn't matter!

 

Don't worry, Sir Gavroche...I am on the same page as you with your not understanding...

I kind of want to wait until Mesonak comes around before I respond to find out if he remembers this. To be perfectly honest, I forget how much of a hand he had in the creation of Mesoquack, so it could range from no idea to knowing completely.

 

Oh I remember everything - looks like you took a couple of liberties with the character in terms of being a slave to our creators, but I like it. I'll let you elaborate further 'cause reasons.

 

That was a pretty excellent chapter. Loving the way the confrontation is building between me and Mesoquack, and the rest of the characters' stories are progressing very nicely. Loved the appearance of Brenmac; that was masterfully done, as was the appearance of Ghirardelli.

 

-Mesonak

[JL v2]

Less...CLIFFHANGErS?

 

OH EM GEE

 

WELCOME TO

 

HE"S PROBABLY LYING.COM

 

Anyways, good chappy! And yeah....Voltex VS ibrow, me and Meta.

 

Also, who exactly is Sarah Palin?

[Hurricane iBrow]

Project Centre

Chapter 9

 

iBrow: So what have we here? It looks like we have a Toa who doesn’t use enough guns…

 

JL: You’re darn right.

 

iBrow: A face that eats too much… an arm that wrestles too much… and a head that doesn’t think enough.

 

Head: Now wait just a second-

 

iBrow: First one to sigh, first one to die, sucker.

 

iBrow pulled out his plastic spoon and leapt forward, swinging the spoon and smashing it into The Head’s face. The director stumbled back as his head began to crumple in on itself and The Head collapsed as The Face and The Arm both stared at iBrow in surprise.

 

iBrow: What’s the matter? Never seen a Matoran before?

 

JL: Even I have to admit that none of the other Matoran I know have managed to do something like that.

 

iBrow: Well… isn’t that a shame?

 

Face: You will pay. Arm, get him.

 

Arm: We go together or nothing, Face.

 

Face: Very well.

 

The Arm pressed a button on the control panel and the floor shot up, crashing through the ceiling. All four beings were knocked off their feet at the floor shot up into the sky, converting into a towering monolith of steel rods and such. When at last they had stopped, iBrow risked a glance over – he couldn’t see the ground.

 

JL: Uh… I’m not sure I like this.

 

iBrow: It’s sturdy enough… for this fight, at least.

 

Face: We have tools you’ve never dreamed of at our disposal, fools! Try this shield on for size!

 

The Face pressed a button on the one remaining control panel, but nothing happened. He pressed it several more times, growing angrier each time.

 

Face: Why isn’t it working?!

 

iBrow: Oh well, so much for your shield. Must be all my fault.

 

Face: Everything is your fault… I will destroy you!

 

JL: Hey now, let’s not get picky…

 

Face: You first, then? Very well.

 

The Face lunged at JL and grabbed him, flinging him off the platform.

 

iBrow: JL! No!

 

JL: SON OF A GUUUUN….

 

iBrow: Well, that’s pleasant.

 

Face: Come here!

 

iBrow: No! You’ve killed Que, injured JL, enslaved Meta, and planned the deaths of several other agents in this program! You are going to die, a death authorized by The Center!

 

Face: The Center misinforms you, fool!

 

iBrow: You misinform me.

 

iBrow pulled out his plastic spoon. The Face eyed it with distaste.

 

iBrow: You see this spoon? I’ve never been defeated while wielding it.

 

Face: Big deal.

 

iBrow: Oh, don’t worry. I’ll show you just how big of a deal it – what the, no!

 

And so it happened that The Face slapped the spoon out of iBrow’s hand. It flipped through the air and then disappeared as it fell down below.

 

iBrow: Whatever, I don’t need it. I have a sword.

 

Face: I can still destroy you!

 

iBrow: This is for Trylius, and Que, and Tavyn, and Nikstrom, and JL, and all the rest! I’m going to kill you!

 

Face: I will be your end!

 

iBrow and The Face both pulled out sword and swung them. The swords clashed with a clang and sparks flew everywhere.

 

Face: Even if I fall, there is one opponent you have failed to defeat!

 

iBrow: Wait… augh! Where did The Arm go? Bloody heck.

 

Face: …uh… make that two opponents you haven’t defeated.

 

iBrow: You know what, I’m bored of you. Why don’t you just die?

 

The Matoran kicked The Face’s sword away and then stabbed The Face in his eye. The Face howled with rage and stumbled backwards – and then iBrow kicked him off of the platform, allowing The Face to fall to his death far below.

 

JL: Aw man, you killed him without me.

 

iBrow: You’re alive!

 

JL: Yeah, I managed to grab onto some scaffolding on the way down.

 

iBrow: Well, let’s get out of here. We need to track down The Arm, and then we need to return to… The Center…

 

JL: Everything alright?

 

iBrow: Yeah. I’m just thinking about their policy. I managed to catch a bit of it from Voltex before Silva launched him out of me.

 

JL: What about it?

 

iBrow: Don’t worry about it.

 

*-*-*-*

 

Arm: Well, that was a close one. Good thing I got out of it alive.

 

Toa: For now, at any rate.

 

Arm: Hmm? Ah, yes. It would appear you have me surrounded. Ten Toa, eh?

 

Toa: And ten Matoran.

 

Arm: But of course. Rest assured that my colleagues are all dead. You may take me away.

 

Toa: You all heard him. Take him away. We’ll decide whether it’s execution or imprisonment later. Hold on, Johnston. I want you and Hecklebrin with me.

 

Johnston: Of course, Commander.

 

Commander: They should be down any minute….

 

*-*-*-*

 

iBrow: There they are.

 

JL: Oh, good. I was getting sick of this planet.

 

iBrow: Hey there, Commander.

 

Commander: Greetings, Agent iBrow. Agent JL. I am sure you are both aware of our policy regarding the surviving agents of undercover missions like this.

 

iBrow: No, we’re not.

 

JL: What do you mean, undercover missions like this?

 

Commander: Missions that concern extremely important information regarding The Center, and in this case, also involving a rogue branch.

 

JL: What do you do, exactly?

 

Commander: We wipe your memories. You will forget everything that has transpired.

 

iBrow: Darn it, Voltex was right.

 

JL: I’m not doing that. You can’t make me, I’m a Toa!

 

Commander: Both of you will comply, or you risk expulsion from The Center.

 

iBrow: I’m willing to risk it.

 

iBrow pulled out a blaster that had been hidden in his cloak, shooting both Johnston and Hecklebrin in the chest with it, causing the Toa to fall to the ground as they died. Before Johnston or JL could react, iBrow had fired the gun again and hit JL in both of his knees.

 

JL: AUGH! WHAT THE HECK?!

 

iBrow: Sorry, JL. It’s either you or me getting off this planet, and I don’t plan to stay here.

 

JL: What-

 

Commander: Agent iBrow, you are hereby expelled from The Center! You have officially been added to the most wanted list!

 

iBrow: What rank?

 

Commander: 257.

 

iBrow: I think I can do a bit better than that.

 

iBrow took aim and fired, hitting the Commander in the knee as well.

 

iBrow: Wipe JL’s memory now, before I shoot you.

 

JL: iBrow… how could you…

 

iBrow: The Center needs you, JL. I do not.

 

JL: Augh… you’ll pay for this someday….

 

iBrow: I doubt it. Chances are I’m never going to see you again – and even if I do, you won’t remember me anyways.

 

The Commander pointed a strange device at JL; it flashed and the Toa fell unconscious as his memory was modified.

 

iBrow: Thanks. JL will know what to do without you telling him?

 

Commander: Yes, he will.

 

iBrow: Then I don’t feel so bad about this.

 

Commander: Wait, no-!

 

iBrow fired again. The Commander slumped and didn’t move.

 

iBrow: I believe that’s sufficient to get me in the Top 20… I’ll be going now. There are places I need to go.

 

And so go he did, leaving three dead Toa and one unconscious one for The Center’s ship to discover three hours later. The planet was immediately searched, but iBrow was not found.

 

By the time they’d moved on to searching the rest of the galaxy, iBrow had secretly infiltrated their headquarters and was flying a one person ship into the restricted access zones.

 

By the time they realized iBrow was in their headquarters, The Center could do nothing but watch as iBrow flew through the time warp portal and escaped their grasp. For how long they didn’t know, for not even iBrow knew what time period he was flying to.

 

But iBrow sure didn’t like what happened immediately after his exiting of the portal.

 

To Be Concluded.

[JL v2]

Yay.

 

MORE CHAPTERS!

 

He'll probably end up having to fight all 4 Directors again though, that iBrow.

[rahkshi guurahk]

Or at least the arm.

[Toa Levacius Zehvor]

Woot, got in before the next chapter.

 

I'm interested in seeing how everything plays out. Mesonak against Mesoquack... that's something that can go either way. So can MT against Deus. Dual wielding swords and trying to fight with a scythe are both just as self-destroying in reality.

 

Of course, my eyes are really set on the house. Where everything began... and waiting to see how it really ends.

 

-Toa Levacius Zehvor

[Toa Zehvor MT]

Less...CLIFFHANGErS?

 

OH EM GEE

 

WELCOME TO

 

HE"S PROBABLY LYING.COM

Yeah that was definitely a lie.

 

 

 

Also, who exactly is Sarah Palin?

For the sake of getting banned from BZP for expressing my thoughts towards her...I shall simply advise you to become friends with Google.

 

Chapter 170: Intervention

 

On XR-458…

Voltex: (brings one of his massive arms down and nearly incinerates JL with an electricity whip)

JL: (dives out of the way)

Voltex: …

JL: (fires a lightning bolt at Voltex) You're finished, machine!

Voltex: Not quite, Toa.

iBrow: Oh, it is most definitely quite. (increases the gravity in the room)

Voltex: (is brought down to the ground)

JL: (runs on top of Voltex and begins pummeling him with energy)

Voltex: …error…systems…malfunctioning…

Meta: (slices through the air with his sword, creating several dimensional rifts that slash through Voltex's armor)

Voltex: This is…unacceptable.

Meta: Your actions are what is unacceptable.

Voltex: …(turns to JL)…you still don't remember, do you?

JL: …remember what?

Voltex: What he did to you(gestures to iBrow)…what he did to your memory.

iBrow: …

JL: …you did what?

iBrow: I did nothing. That computer's speaking gibberish again.

Voltex: …you remember, don't you? You're just afraid to tell him, aren't you?

iBrow: (increases the weight of the gravity in the room)

Voltex: …ah well…it appears rational discussion has failed.

iBrow: You mean your incredible capability for making up fairy tales?

Voltex: Call the truth what you like, Matoran. Your names do not make it any less true. (begins compacting into a tinier form)

iBrow: …

Voltex: …(creates a shockwave that flies throughout the room, and emerges as a powerful looking Guardian)

JL: Oh. Lovely. Another one of these. (points his sword at the Guardian)

(nothing happens)

JL: …?

Voltex: Something wrong?

Meta: He's somehow disabled our elemental powers.

Voltex: This is the final power of the Center. A power which you rejected long ago…is now mine to wield. (activates two turrets on his back and begins rapidly firing Nicro-Xenon at his adversaries)

iBrow: Aaahh!! (stumbles back) That hurts!

Voltex: Does it now? I thought you would have lost all capacity to feel pain a long time ago.

iBrow: ...

Voltex: No matter. This is where it ends…now.

 

At the House…

Tahu: All right. It looks like we're free for the moment.

Tahnok: We are at your disposal.

Tahu: …wait for one second…let those Hero Factory sets chasing Samus get a little further away…then we'll charge the remaining group of them and blow them to pieces!

Tahnok: An excellent plan, sir.

Tahu: Right. Well then, on my mark. 3…2…1…

*BBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM!!*

Tahu: (looks up)

House: (explodes violently, sending pieces of brick and wood flying into the air)

Tahu: …what the…?

Speeda Demon: Forgot about us, did you?

Tahu: (whirls around) Oh, you again.

Speeda Demon: Don't worry. We're back. And we've got a few more tricks up our sleeve.

Tahu: …you just blew up the house. I don't possibly-

Speeda Demon: Go, plushiemons! I choose you!

Plushiemons: (swarm out of the charred remnants of the bedroom and begin fighting the Bohrok)

Tahu: …augh! Get off! (stabs one in the face)

Speeda Demon: Pfft. Your sneak attacks are unappreciated. You won't be occupying our army after all!

Tahu: How did you even manage to get out of prison?

Speeda Demon: Child's play! (holds up a power cord) We always carry hacksaws with us!

Tahu: …

Speeda Demon: …wait a second…where's my hacksaw?

Tahu: …

Speeda Demon: …where in the world did it go?!

 

Meanwhile, running around the house gleefully with a hacksaw…

Nocturn: WHEEEEEEEEE!! 

 

Back at the deck…

Speeda Demon: I know I put it around here somewhere…it's just…

Tahu: …

Speeda Demon: …well nuts.

Tahu: (runs Speeda Demon through with his sword and turns him to ash) 

Speeda Demon: Aaauuuugghhhh…

Tahu: …I suppose that cheap plastic is good for one thing. It melts easily.

 

Meanwhile…

MT: (ducks around a bolt of lightning and opens fire with his plasma beam)

Deus: (catches the plasma as if it were nothing and returns fire)

MT: (dives out of the way)

Deus: (sprints towards MT, swinging his scythe wildly)

MT: (peppers the floor with ice missiles, and Deus goes sliding)

Deus: Augh! (slips and falls down)

MT: (charges towards Deus)

Deus: (slams his fist into the ground and shatters the lightning)

MT: (leaps into the air and brings his sword down)

Deus: (grabs MT's sword in mid air with his hand)

MT: …

Deus: (blasts MT with electricity and then slams him into the ground repeatedly)

*WHAM!* WHAM!* *WHAM!*

MT: …(lies on the ground, defeated)

Deus: …why do you still not understand that the true enemy is the plague of Xenon?

MT: …if the true enemy…is Xenon…then why is it that the only ones suffering are those who are innocent?

Deus: They must suffer so that the rest of the universe does not have to! Once Xenon is defeated, I shall stop all the suffering!

MT: …that's a promise…you know you can't keep.

Deus: …

MT: …

Deus: …you have attacked the god who bears civilization on his shoulders. Your life is now forfeit. (brings his scythe over his head)

*WHAM!*

Deus: (gets hit by a kick and goes flying into a computer terminal) *SMASH!*

MT: …

Deus: …what the…

Taesh: …I've returned.

MT: …you?

Taesh: There's nothing more I can do for Vajra. She has chosen to remain behind at her village and fight against the Guardians

MT: …

Deus: (hurls a lightning bolt at Taesh) …why…have you betrayed me?

Taesh: (rolls away and avoids the blow) I have come to my senses. 

Deus: (sends a shockwave of electricity towards Taesh)

Taesh: (dives out of the way and returns fire with a burst of wind)

Deus: (shrugs it off) This is the only path to salvation!

Taesh: No! There are other ways! (leaps towards Deus and begins a very quick round of hand to hand combat)

Deus: (sends punches flying back and forth) 

Taesh: (parries a blow, then nails Deus in the chin)

Deus: Argh! (rears back and attempts to hit Taesh back)

Taesh: (leaps out of the way) 

Deus: …remember the cause!

Taesh: Your cause is a mistake! (sends a whirlwind towards Deus)

Deus: (absorbs the wind and returns fire with a bolt of lightning)

Lightning: (strikes Taesh in the chest and sends him reeling backwards)

Deus: …all those who oppose me are guilty of blasphemy!

Taesh: (pushes himself up) I am also guilty of slaughtering thousands of innocents while working alongside you. (points his finger at Deus) Do you really think my reputation can get much worse?

 

Back at the house…

Ghirardelli: …ha! (swings his sword at Pat)

Pat: (blocks it with one of his guns and fires the other one at Ghirardelli)

Ghirardelli: (teleports out of the way and appears behind Pat)

Pat: (swings wildly at Ghirardelli)

Ghirardelli: (teleports away again) Isn't this so much fun?

Pat: …

Ghirardelli: Teleporting all over the place! (teleports again)

Pat: …

Ghirardelli: Hopping all over the room(teleports)…dancing all over the place…(starts to teleport)

Mario: (grabs Ghirardelli right before he teleports)

Ghirardelli: Gack!

Mario: (slams Ghirardelli into the ground) *WHAM!* *WHAM!* *WHAM!* *WHAM!*

Ghirardelli: (teleports out of Mario's grip)

Mario: …?

Ghirardelli: (reappears on top of the burning TV) …oogh…my head…

Mario: …

Ghirardelli: (points at Mario)…you! You have messed with the wrong evil overlord! After I eviscerate that half witted gun wielding…(looks around for Pat)

Mario: …

Ghirardelli: …gosh dang it I let him get away. 

Mario: …

Ghirardelli: …but what the heck. Someone else will take care of him. You're going down…now!

Mario: (pulls out a star)

Ghirardelli: …what is that?

Mario: (begins glowing rainbows and music starts playing)

Ghirardelli: …aw come on-

Mario: (runs into Ghirardelli)

*BLIP!*

Ghirardelli: Ffffaaaaaaakkkkkkkk yyyoooouuuuuuu…..

 

Meanwhile, outside…

Pat: (walks outside) …what the…where'd all of my army go?!? (looks at the back yard)

Tons of HF Sets: (are chasing Samus)

Pat: …hey! Wait! Come back, you fools! (looks to his right and notices Tahu slicing through a group of Plushiemons)

Tahu: (looks up and notices Pat)

Pat: ...

Tahu: …

*Dun dun*

Pat: …

Tahu: …

*Dun dun*

Pat: …

Tahu: …

*Dun dun*

Pat: …

Tahu: 

*Dun dun dun*

Pat: …

Tahu: …

*Dun…dun dun dun….DUNNNN*

Pat: (charges towards Tahu) Raaaaaaggghhhh!

Tahu: Yaaaarrrrggghhhh!!! (brings his sword down on Pat)

Pat: (blocks with his two pistols and shoves Tahu away)

Tahu: (stumbles backwards and steadies himself)

Pat: (turns towards his remaining Hero Factory Sets) Get over here!

Hero Factory Sets: (take off sprinting towards the deck)

Tahu: (turns around and calls to the Bohrok army) Charge!

Bohrok: (finish off the last of the Plushiemons and charge towards the middle of the deck)

Pat: …you.

Tahu: …what?

Pat: …for too long, you have oppressed the residents of this street.

Tahu: …

Pat: Your slobbering toys have put false campaign signs up…knocked over our garbage…eaten our pet cats…

Tahu: Eaten?

Pat: That turtle.

Tahu: …oh.

Pat: …this time…I shall bring it all to an end. (pulls out a rather mean looking sword) …this is where your complete lack of any sort of public decency comes to an end.

Tahu: …

Pat: …the anger I have felt for so long…the despise I have for you and your household…you shall feel it all in this battle. Revenge shall be mine!

Bohrok: (charge into the HF Sets and begin fighting)

Tahu: …

Pat: …

Tahu: …I don't suppose we could settle this in a game of cards?

Pat: NO!

Tahu: Gosh dang it. 

 

Meanwhile, elsewhere…

Black Phantom: …*cough*…man…I'm really not set up to take such abuse…I really hope Pat gives out worker's comp.

Pridak: (walks up to Black Phantom)

Black Phantom: …uh oh.

Pridak: Well, well, well…look who it is.

Black Phantom: …

Pridak: …I actually have no idea who you are. I've just always wanted to say that.

Black Phantom: …oh, uh, cool.

Pridak: However, it's pretty easy to tell that you are for the Hero Factory side…so…(points a squid launcher at Black Phantom's head)…say your last words.

Black Phantom: …uh…wait, um…

Pridak: Those are some pretty poor last words. (fires)

*SPLUT!*

Squid: *om nom nom nom*

Back Phantom: WAAAUUGGHHH!!! AAAUUUUGGHHH!!! GET IT OFF!!! AAAUUUGGHHH!!!

Pridak: …on the other hand…maybe your previous last words weren't so bad after all.

(Faint Music plays in the distance)

Pridak: …what the…?

(Music slowly gets louder)

Pridak: …is that…Mario music?

Mario: (comes running by, still flashing)

Pridak: …hmm. Great. Guess I'll just have to take care of this guy, too.

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

AND STUFF…

 

-MT

 

[JL v2]

....Well.

 

That was a precauriously random chapter.

 

Randomness is cool, but Mesonak VS Mesoquack is cooler.

 

Oh well, we still have the next chapter!

[Hurricane iBrow]

You know, I feel like Voltex has said something along the lines of "it ends now" at least five times by this point. He's getting rather inefficient.

 

-ibrow

[Toa Zehvor MT]

You know, I feel like Voltex has said something along the lines of "it ends now" at least five times by this point. He's getting rather inefficient.

Well, not really, if you subscribe to quantum dimension theory. In that scenario, he's actually killed you three after saying that five different times, it's just in this one he couldn't quite get it to work.

 

Owell.

 

-MT

[rahkshi guurahk]

I think he said it six times actually.

[Toa Levacius Zehvor]

Oh the randomness of the antics of the house. So glorious. At least there's still a little bit more of it left in the world.

 

I believe the problem Voltex is experiencing is that he's trying to face protagonists who I believe have all died before, and thus have the benefit of being so awesome they came back, and won't go back.

 

 

For the sake of getting banned from BZP for expressing my thoughts towards her...I shall simply advise you to become friends with Google.

 

Well, we can always disclose, "The former governor of Alaska who ran with John McCain as vice-presidential candidate in the 2008 U.S. election who many people dislike for a variety of reasons."

 

I guess you do have to worry though. Comedy writers getting banned before their final chapter is as prevalent as the cliched cop on the last day before retirement gag.

 

-Toa Levacius Zehvor

[JL v2]

 

For the sake of getting banned from BZP for expressing my thoughts towards her...I shall simply advise you to become friends with Google.

 

Well, we can always disclose, "The former governor of Alaska who ran with John McCain as vice-presidential candidate in the 2008 U.S. election who many people dislike for a variety of reasons."

 

I guess you do have to worry though. Comedy writers getting banned before their final chapter is as prevalent as the cliched cop on the last day before retirement gag.

 

-Toa Levacius Zehvor

Kinda off topic but....you guys know Sarah Palmer?

 

Somebody mistook the last name on the Halo Waypoint forums.

2012 best thread.

[Toa Zehvor MT]

I guess you do have to worry though. Comedy writers getting banned before their final chapter is as prevalent as the cliched cop on the last day before retirement gag.

My sarcasm detector is going nuts right now.

 

So what's taking this next chappy so long? Well...a combination of things. Number one being homework(there's a lot of it). Number two being the Patriots lost, so it's been a sad week.

 

BUT...life has suddenly changed for the better.

 

With this!

 

 

 

The Legend of Zelda: Wind Waker is getting an HD remake for the Wii U.

 

My life is now justified. Or, at least, my decision to buy a Wii U is.

 

Anyways I now have strength to move onward. Chappy up tonight or tomorrow morning.

 

-MT

[Hurricane iBrow]

Will this be the final chapter? If so, please delay it so that Project Centre doesn't end this thing off. =P If not, continue!

 

-ibrow

[Meta Nuva]

Mine too. It's too bad that this is coming out in Fall, but I expect it to be great regardless.

 

Especially because I don't have it for the GCN (I only got into Zelda, like, a few months ago).

 

And then this comes along...

 

 

What is Nintendo thinking?!? Three series have gotten the yarn treatment now...Kirby, Zelda (in Battle Quest), and now Yoshi.

 

I'm still going to end up getting it one way or another though.

 

And hurry up, iBrow Sir Gavroche!!!

 

~LT-

 

Wat. Final chappy tonight (or tomorrow?

 

Can't believe it's almost over sadface.

 

~LTT~

Edited by Link: Toa of the Triforce, Jan 23 2013 - 05:54 PM.

[Toa Zehvor MT]

Final chapter won't be for a bit. Probably around 175 or so.

 

Chapter 171: The End of a Hero

 

At the house…

Tahu: (slams his sword down on Pat)

Pat: (blocks with his own and shoves Tahu back)

Tahu: (launches a blast of flame towards his adversary)

Pat: (sidesteps) Gosh dang it. Where in the world is the rest of that useless army of mine?!

 

Meanwhile, elsewhere…

Samus: *huff huff* …this…is really…too much running…even for a bounty hunter with super bird DNA…*huff*

Voice: Look out!

Samus: …?

Voice: I can't stop! Augh!!

*CHOMP!*

Samus: …what the…(runs out of a wooded area and finds herself face to face with Omega Turtle)…!

Omega Turtle: (grabs Samus and tosses her over his head)

Samus: Waugh! (goes flying through the air and crashes into the ground)

*WHAM!*

Samus: …oof. What was that for?

Omega Turtle: (opens his mouth wide)

Dozens of Hero Factory Sets: (burst through the trees and head right into Omega's mouth) Augh!

Omega Turtle: *Munch munch munch munch munch*

Samus: (watches as the entire group that was chasing her heads straight into Omega's mouth and disappears)

Omega Turtle: …*CHOMP!*

Samus: …

Xplode: …well. That was entertaining.

Master Chief: Ya bro.

Samus: …oh. You made it.

Xplode: Yep. We're here after all.

Omega Turtle: (plops down on the ground) …oogh…I think I have a buh stomach ache after that.

Xplode: You stay here and take care of that then. We'll head back to the house and help out with whatever's left of that fight.

Omega Turtle: …100 Skrall…and more than 50 Hero Factory sets…ooogh…

 

Meanwhile, in an alternate dimension…

Mesonak: (ducks underneath a bolt of Xenon and returns fire with a blast of shadow)

Mesoquack: (summons an alternate dimension and lets the bolt travel into it)

Mesonak: Clever. (stabs his sword into the top of the building) But not quite good enough. 

Shadow: (travels through the ground and spikes Mesoquack out of the floor)

Mesoquack: Urgh! (stumbles backwards)

Mesonak: (charges forward, leaping over the portal)

Mesoquack: (regains his balance and slices Mesonak with his sword) Be gone!

Mesonak: (stumbles backwards and knocks Mesoquack off balance with a swift kick)

Mesoquack: (crashes to the ground)

Mesonak: (scrambles to his knees and brings his sword down)

Mesoquack: (rolls out of the way and pelts Mesonak with light)

Mesonak: (begins spinning his sword incredibly quickly, blocking the light blasts)

Mesoquack: (charges towards Mesonak, swinging his sword crazily)

Mesonak: (manages to parry each blow perfectly)

Mesoquack: (raises his sword above his head and brings it down with all his might)

Mesonak: (swings his own sword and blocks the blow)

Mesoquack: …you aren't much of an opponent.

Mesonak: You really aren't much of a brother, either. But you don't hear me complaining. (breaks off the staredown and shoves Mesoquack away)

Mesoquack: …

Mesonak: …let's finish this. Once and for all.

Mesoquack: Gladly. (whips his sword around and begins sprinting towards Mesonak)

Mesonak: (runs towards Mesoquack, scraping his sword along the ground)

Mesoquack: (raises his sword)

Mesonak: (brings his sword up and slices at Mesoquack)

Mesoquack: (attempts to bring his sword down, but gets cut off by Mesonak's sword)

*SLICE!*

Mesoquack: Argh! (stumbles to the ground and collapses)

Mesonak: …is that it? Is that really all you got?

Mesoquack: …this…cannot..be…

Mesonak: …surely you can do better then that. All that power you obtained…you must be able to do more than this.

Mesoquack: No! (stumbles to his feet) I'm not finished! (charges at Mesonak, sword extended)

Mesonak: (stands still)

Mesoquack: Aaaarrrrggghhhh!!! (brings his sword up)

Mesonak: (slices through Mesoquack easily and knocks his sword away)

*SLASH!*

Mesoquack: Urgh! Argh! (runs through and collapses onto the ground)

Mesonak: …(de-extends his lightsaber/Snickers bar sword thingy)

Mesoquack: …

Mesonak: …you're finished.

Mesoquack: (begins crawling towards his sword)

Mesonak: (steps forward) 

Mesoquack: …(picks up his sword and stumbles back) 

Mesonak: …

Mesoquack: No one can have this, Mesonak. It's mine. It belongs to me, and I will wield it to the end.

Mesonak: …

Mesoquack: …(opens up a portal with his mask)…get out of here. Leave me and go. My pursuit of power has been denied. Perhaps you can make some difference back in the real world…if you can get there.

Mesonak: …wait, what about-

Mesoquack: …there's nothing for me there. You can still make a difference.

Mesonak: I'm not going to-

Mesoquack: I'm not giving you a choice. Now go. (directs the portal towards Mesonak, and it sucks him inside)

Mesonak: Wait! We can-(disappears)

Mesoquack: …ergh…augh…(collapses, clutching at his wound, and then falls to the ground, dying)

 

Meanwhile…

Taesh: (ducks under a bolt of lightning and spins around Deus)

Deus: (twirls his scythe in the air and brings it down upon Taesh)

Taesh: (raises up his katana to block)

Scythe: (comes down on the katana and shatters it)

*SMASH!*

Taesh: (staggers backwards)

Deus: …you have joined a foolish cause, Taesh. 

Taesh: A foolish cause? 

Deus: Saving the world…(swings his scythe)

Taesh: (ducks underneath)

Deus: …is no easy task. (slams his scythe into the ground and sends a shockwave of lightning at Taesh)

Taesh: (sidesteps, barely avoiding electrocution) 

Deus: This is the only way! (flings a dozen lightning bolts)

Taesh: (creates a tornado and flings it at Deus)

Lightning: (strikes Taesh and sends him flying backwards into a wall)

Tornado: (picks Deus up and smashes him against the floor)

*WHAM!*

Deus: …

Taesh: …(pushes himself off of the wall)

Deus: The cause you have joined…is one where the universe is overrun by Xenon. I cannot allow that!

Taesh: And in your act of "saving the world," you have conveniently anointed yourself as god.

Deus: There can be no salvation without gods.

Taesh: You were the one who unleashed this plague upon the planet in the first place! (charges towards Deus and launches into a sprint-kick) What gives you the right to rule?

Deus: (grabs Taesh's foot in mid air as if it were nothing) …I am the most powerful being. Power has chosen me as the ruler. (begins charging up a bolt of lightning to finish Taesh off with)

Xenon Blast: (comes out of nowhere and nails Deus)

Deus: Argh! (drops Taesh and staggers backwards)

Voice: …I don't think so.

Deus: …what? Who said…what?

Taesh: (turns towards the sound of the voice, and notices MT, his armor a mixture of black and white and glowing purple)

MT: …(drops the remains of the Xenon Orb)

Deus: No! What have you done?! That orb…I could have used it to contain the spread of Xenon!

MT: …it doesn't matter now. I would rather the world consistently have to fight back against the spread of Xenon as opposed to having to live under the rule of a tyrant.

Deus: …

Taesh: …

MT: …we're finishing you off. Now.

Taesh: …

MT: 

Taesh: …Let's end this. (charges up a blast of wind) 

Deus: …

MT: (extends his hand and a purple glow shoots through his armor)

Deus: Fool! Why do you not understand that the true enemy is the power of Xenon!

MT: (moves towards Deus, his voice sounding almost alien due to the Xenon)…I understand everything. The true enemy is not the one we recognize as the adversary. Those we will always emerge victorious over. The true enemy…the dangerous enemy…is the one who we mistake for a friend.

Taesh: …

MT: …

Taesh: You do realize how ridiculously corny you sound at the moment, correct?

Deus: …

MT: …no comment.

Deus: …My destruction…would mean the end of civilization! (hurls a lightning bolt at MT)

MT: (sidesteps it and returns fire with a blast of Xenon)

Deus: That is why I am invincible! (creates a tidal wave of lightning that flows at MT)

MT: (activates his wings and flies over it)

Deus: Industructible! (pulls out his scythe and slams it into the ground)

Lightning: (flies every direction, scorching the walls and floors)

MT: (creates a sphere of Xenon and allows the lightning to just be absorbed)

Deus: My cause is just! Die! (unleashes an incredible amount of lightning that tears the room apart)

MT: (continues walking forward, the purple glow surrounding him absorbing all blows)

Deus: …

MT: …I have nothing else to say to you. Your reign as a "god" ends now.

 

Back at the deck…

Pat: Your house will belong to the Hero Factory! (fires several bullets at Tahu)

Tahu: You blew it up! There's no house left to belong to you! (deflects them with his shield and slices a Hero Factory set)

Pat: (charges Tahu) Then your land will belong to us! And we will make it into a theme park for the New York Yankees!

Tahu: (brings up his sword and blocks the blow) …you wouldn't…

Pat: I would.

Tahu: …

Pat: …

Tahu: …RARGH!!! (rushes back)

Pat: (backs up and lets Tahu fall forward)

Tahu: (stumbles and falls down)

Pat: (knocks Tahu's sword away with a clean blow and points a gun at Tahu's head) You're done.

Tahu: …

Pat: …any last words, oh great former ex-leader of the Bionicles?

Tahu: …peanuts.

Pat: (pulls the trigger)

Tahu: …

Pat: …(pulls it again)…what the heck?

Tahu: Ha! You're out of bullets! Sucks to suck!

Pat: Yeah. Or, it would, if I didn't have another gun right here. (points his other gun at Tahu)

Tahu: …gosh #$%^ it.

Pat: Say goodnight.

Tahu: Good morning.

Pat: …die. (pulls the trigger)

*WHAM!*

*BAM!*

Tahu: …

*Waugh!* Get off!

Tahu: …hey! I'm not dead! Again! (looks over and notices Tahu Nuva struggling with Pat)

Tahu Nuva: No one kills my best friend! (slashes at Pat's arm)

Pat: Augh! Get off of me!

Tahu: Hey! Wait! 

Pat: (manages to get his gun free and points it at Tahu Nuva)

Tahu: Watch out! He's going to-

*BAM!*

Tahu: …

Pat: …

Tahu Nuva: …(slumps off, a gaping hole through the middle of his body)

Tahu: …

Pat: …

Tahu: NO! (charges towards Pat, his sword burning brightly)

Pat: (forces himself to stand up, clutching at his arm wound and trying to point a gun at Tahu)

*BAM!*

Tahu: ...

Pat: …(falls down and disintegrates into ashes)

Xplode: (lowers his lava launcher and stares at the scene)

Tahu: …no…no no no…Nuva! Why...

 

To be continued…

 

-MT

[Toa Levacius Zehvor]

You know MT... Okami is getting remade in super-special awesome omega-high level quality on the PS3. I saw that like six months ago or something. Just saying.

 

And... Tahu Nuva? No, no, no... not with the beautiful glass windows still around. That just can't happen... eh, he'll be back. Just coming through the door, right? Waltzing? Just... waltzing?

 

At least Omega Turtle is back... so good chapter.

 

-Toa Levacius Zehvor

[Toa Zehvor MT]

You know MT... Okami is getting remade in super-special awesome omega-high level quality on the PS3. I saw that like six months ago or something. Just saying.

I know. It made me rageface when it was only for PS3.

 

I'll probably pick up a PS3 when the PS4 comes out. I don't feel like shelling out $200 for an HD version of a game I already own(regardless of how good said game may be).

 

-MT

[Hurricane iBrow]

Closer, closer to the end... Project Centre should be concluded by Sunday for y'all.

 

-ibrow

[Toa Zehvor MT]

Chapter 172: So Long, Old Friend

 

On Planet XR-458…

MT: (blocks a blow from Deus's scythe)

Deus: Fool! You must fall!  The galaxy will not survive without me!

MT: (teleports away from another blow) 

Deus: (flings lightning bolts at MT) I must survive! I mus-

Taesh: (nails Deus in the back with a swift kick) I really don't think you must survive at all.

Deus: Argh! (stumbles forward)

MT: (takes advantage of the opening and slashes Deus repeatedly, moving too quickly to follow)

Deus: Ah! Ah! Augh!

MT: (slashes through one final time, and then turns his back on Deus) It's over.

Pillar of Xenon and Light: (flies up from the ground and hit Deus)

Deus: Aaaaarrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhh……

Taesh: (flies in and creates a whirlwind, spinning energy everywhere)

Deus: Raaarrrgghhh!!

MT: …(leaps forward and stabs Deus in the chest)

Deus: Arrrgghh…argh…

MT: …

Deus: …

MT: (rips his sword out and knocks Deus down)

Taesh: …

MT: …well…at least that's finished.

Taesh: …it's over. 

MT: …

Taesh: Very well. In that case, I will-

Voice: …wait…

MT: …(turns around)…

Taesh: What?

Deus: Tell me…how…could I have lost?

MT: …

Taesh: ...does it really matter?

Deus: …ah. So even you do not know. Then there is little hope after all.

Taesh: …hope?

Deus: To save the universe from Xenon. 

MT: …

Taesh: …that computer! The one he was controlling! It's still trying to destroy the villages, isn't it?!

MT: …hopefully JL, iBrow, and Meta have taken care of it.

Taesh: …

Deus: …so…in the end…you two simply ended up destroying the one thing that could have stopped Xenon once and for all, didn't you?

MT: …

Deus: …I hope…you…are hap…py….(dies)

Taesh: …we should get going.

MT: I'll make sure that Voltex is stopped. 

Taesh: And I'll check in on how that village is doing. 

MT: …

Taesh: Between the two of us…this should be a breeze. (hops out of the ship and glides away on his wind powers)

 

Meanwhile, elsewhere…

Voltex: (creates a vortex of lightning and sends it down upon the Toa)

JL: Meta! Do something!

Meta: I'd love to! But it's kind of hard to fight without any elemental powers here!

Voltex: (swoops in and grabs iBrow)

iBrow: Hey! Let go!

Voltex: (blasts iBrow with a bolt of energy and hurls him downwards)

*WHAM!*

iBrow: …oogh…

Voltex: It's not quite so fun when you're the one getting beat up, is it now?

iBrow: …

JL: …!

Meta: (charges towards Voltex)

Voltex: (extends a pair of wires and grabs Meta)

Meta: Waugh!

Voltex: (hurls Meta into a wall and zaps him with electricity)

JL: (leaps towards the wires and slices them in half)

Voltex: Argh!

Meta: (drops to the ground and shakes off the wires) There's got to be some way to get to him!

iBrow: …there is.

Meta: …huh?

iBrow: …I should have known that this symbol meant something all along. (gestures to his arm plate) Now I know why your name sounded familiar.

Voltex: Ah. You finally figured it out.

JL: …what's going on?

iBrow: You were my AI. When I was with the Center.

Voltex: Indeed.

iBrow: …and I…

Voltex: …

iBrow: (turns to JL) I owe you an apology.

JL: This is getting so bizarre.

Meta: What's going on?

iBrow: Stall him for me! I need to get to the control panel!

Voltex: The what?

iBrow: Just do it!

Voltex: …humph. Stubborn as always. (charges up a blast of ice and freezes iBrow solid)

Meta: (dashes in and slams into the frozen iBrow)

iBrow: (goes sliding across the floor and crashes into the control panel, knocking the ice off)

Voltex: What are you doing?! (hurls an energy beam at Meta)

JL: (leaps into the air and slams into Voltex, knocking him downwards) Catch!

Meta: (grabs Voltex and slams him into the floor several times before knocking him away)

Voltex: This…this is…ridiculous! (extends a set of wires and grabs JL)

JL: Augh! Help!

Meta: (ducks underneath the wire) Don't worry! I'm-(gets grabbed by the wire from behind)-whoops.

Voltex: (begins pouring thousands of volts of electricity into the two Toa) You will regret this!

JL: Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow.

Meta: …ah…augh...

Voltex: I will force you to…force…you…too..

JL: …

Meta: …

Voltex: (drops the two Toa to the ground) …

iBrow: And bingo. 

JL: …what was that?

iBrow: …the reactivation method. It was originally intended for a member of the Center to be able to reactivate their AI from sleep. In this case, however…it was used to bring them back from someone's reprogramming.

Voltex: …er…um…(notices iBrow)…wait…no…it can't be-

iBrow: (watches as his elemental powers return to him) And now it's time to finish this guy off for good. (increases the gravity to an incredible rate)

Voltex: (slams into the ground)

JL: (extends his sword and sends several bolts of dark lightning towards Voltex) You're not the only one who can use electricity.

Meta: (grabs his sword hilt and creates several dimensional slashes)

Voltex: (gets sliced into tiny pieces)

Voltex Pieces: (fly into different dimensions, sealing them off from the real world)

Meta: …

JL: …

iBrow: …well…that takes care of that. Now we just have to hope that we finished him off before the villages got destroyed.

 

Meanwhile, at the burning remains of one house…

Tahu: …

Xplode: …well…that certainly was a barn burner. Or, rather, a house burner. 

Tahu: …

Xplode: …too soon, huh?

Pile of Rubble: (stirs)

Tahu: …

Tubberware: (pops out and shakes it's lid loose)

Samus: (aims her arm cannon at the tubberware) …they recruited plastic tubs to fight?

Gadunka: (leaps out of the tubberware) Gadunka!

Samus: …oh. Even worse.

Gadunka: GADUNKA!! GADUNKA GADUNKA GADUNKA!!

Xplode: …he seems to be awfully happy to have survived.

Samus: You don't say.

Gadunka: GADUNKA! (runs towards Samus)

Samus: …oh no…oh what is he doing…?

Gadunka: (tackles Samus to the ground and begins hugging her) GADUNKA!!!

Samus: …augh.

Xplode: …well…at least someone's happy.

Samus: At my expense.

Pridak: Oh, don't worry. We're happy too.

Xplode: (turns around) …ah. You made it out, too.

Pridak: Of course. You didn't think I would kick the bucket THAT easily, did you? 

Xplode: …no…I guess after personally watching you survive falling into a fire that I kicked you into…it does seem pretty dumb to assume that you would die so easily.

Pridak: I even managed to save this stuffed buffoon and chunky monkey here.

Mario: …ooh…

Nocturn: Me no longer smell it.

Gadunka: GADUNKA!! (leaps off of Samus and glomps Nocturn)

Nocturn: …oogh.

Xplode: Out of curiosity, which one is the stuffed buffoon and which one is chunky monkey?

Mario: It's-a-me…Pridak's-Slave-io.

Xplode: …

Samus: …wait…what?

Pridak: Oh, yeah…he, um…he kind of had amnesia or something…apparently it's some side effect of that Witch Doctor's mind control or whatever…anyways, I put him to good use.

Samus: …ah.

Tahu: (inspects one of the broken Bohrok lying around) …is this it? Are these all the survivors?

Voice: No, not quite.

Tahu: (turns around) …

Zaktan: (cocks his zamor sphere launcher) …it seems we have all made it out in one piece.

Thok: Woot.

Zaktan: Even if some of us happened to get eaten along the way.

Hakann: I really must thank the Lego company for making the light green, and not light red, the plastic that breaks apart really easily. I don't think I would have survived that stupid Pokemon's stomach if it had been.

Tahu: …great. Just flipping great. This is exactly who I wanted to survive.

Zaktan: Hey. (shrugs) Beggars can't be chooser, can they?

Tahu: …

Zaktan: …look…maybe we haven't gotten along great in the past. We've annoyed you plenty of times…

Tahu: PLENTY.

Zaktan: …and you've clobbered us over the head with baseball bats. A lot.

Tahu: …

Zaktan: But…maybe, for the sake of rebuilding our society…we can put that aside…and work as a team.

Tahu: …well…I guess if you really-

Vezok: Lol JK bro. (pulls out a baseball bat and whacks Tahu)

Tahu: (goes flying)

*CRASH!!*

Vezok:

Zaktan: (turns to Vezok) …I am going to punch you in the face.

Vezok: Totally worth it.

*SMACK!*

Vezok: OW!

Zaktan: …

Vezok: …I don't regret a thing.

Xplode: …so…this is our band of survivors, huh? A bounty hunter, a murderous sociopath, two food obsessed amphibians, six thieves, a Toa of Fire, a fat plumber, and then the most beautiful person alive.

Pridak: You didn't need to mention me twice.

Xplode: …trust me, there's only one description in that list that fits you.

Tahu: (climbs back on to the deck) …well…er…(looks at the remains of the house)…I really hate to say this, but…um…we may be in a bad position when it comes to rebuilding our society.

Xplode: …

Tahu: …the house is in ruins…nearly the entire population is dead…and we have no random golden magical Toa to fix it for us this time around.

Voice: …you may not be as bad off as you think.

Tahu: Oh. More mysterious voices. (turns around) Who now?

Ghirardelli: Why, me of course! The evilest villain of all time…who happens to be your friend at the moment.

Xplode: …friend is a loose term.

Ghirardelli: Call me what you will. However…I do have something that might just help your little situation.

Xplode: …

Ghirardelli: …(snaps his fingers, and a portal opens, showing a giant mansion in the background)

Tahu: …what's that?

Vezok: That's called a "house."

*PUNCH!*

Vezok: No regrets!

Ghirardelli: I happen to be a bit of a real-estate connoisseur…and, well, let's just say that I happened to have a bit of spare money after committing some…less then legal maneuvers.

Tahu: …how…"less then legal"…are we talking here?

Ghirardelli: Don't ask. Anyways, I managed to acquire this house…and as my last gift to you, for letting me stay in your house…even if the majority of it was spent chained to a wall in a Bohrok Hive…is this.

Tahu: …

Ghirardelli: Don't be shy, just take it! (flings the portal closer to the group of survivors)

Tahu: …I'm…really not so sure about this.

Voice: Oh, don't buh worry. It'll be fine.

Tahu: …ok…that voice isn't mysterious at all.

Omega Turtle: Buh yeah. (hops up onto the deck, carrying Master Chief with him)…it's buh cool.

Tahu: …how do you know?

Omega Turtle: …I…uh…don't buh really…but it looks buh cool!

Ghirardelli: Really, what do you have to lose? All that you have remaining here is a pile of rubble and some flames which might get you a couple s'mores before they die out. Before long, someone will attack you again…and even if you did manage to rebuild, you wouldn't have the people necessary to defend yourself. You'd be dead in a couple of months at most.

Tahu: …

Ghirardelli: Here, you have a chance at a new start. A new beginning. You have no enemies. You have no problems. And, best of all…Brenmac won't be able to find you, so you won't have to explain to him what happened to his Bohrok army. (points at all of the Bohrok debris lying around)

Tahu: …good point.

Ghirardelli: Well? What do you say?

Tahu: …

Xplode: …

Pridak: …

Tahu: We'll do it. On one condition.

Ghirardelli: You'd think the guy offering the house for free would be the ones giving out the conditions.

Tahu: Take care of that Mrs. Green for me, will you? The person behind all of this shouldn't get off scot free.

Ghirardelli: Oh…of course…she's already been dealt with.

Tahu: …dealt with? How so?

 

Meanwhile, in an alternate dimension with nothing but elevator music and the Ellen Degernes show playing…

Mrs. Green: AAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!

 

Back to the ruined house…

Ghirardelli: …don't worry about it.

Tahu: …

Ghirardelli: Just know she won't be coming back.

Tahu: Well…I really don't-

Pridak: Oh, come on, you big loser. Get in there. (smacks Tahu from behind)

Tahu: Whoa! Hey! (stumbles forward and falls into the portal)

Ghirardelli: …that's one way of dealing with that.

Xplode: (turns to Pridak)

Pridak: …ready for this?

Xplode: I'm really not.

Pridak: Good. Always nice to know I have the advantage. (leaps inside)

Xplode: *sigh* (follows Pridak)

Samus: …I suppose my bounty hunting talents won't be needed here any longer. (walks inside)

Ghirardelli: …

Zaktan: …

Ghirardelli: …what's wrong?

Zaktan: Hmm? Wrong?

Ghirardelli: Why aren't you coming?

Zaktan: …I was just thinking…if I was a villain…

Ghirardelli: You are.

Zaktan: And I wanted to trick someone into falling into a trap…I would do it just like you are.

Ghirardelli: …

Zaktan: So you can forget it. No way in heck me and my team are heading into that portal-

Ghirardelli: Here's a cookie. (throws it inside)

Thok: OOH! COOKIE!

Hakann: Out of my way!

Vezok: Hey!

Reidak: Move it!

Avak: It's mine!

Piraka: (trample Zaktan on their way through the portal)

Zaktan: Hey! Ow! Get back here!

Ghirardelli: …

Zaktan: …you…you fiend! You may have tricked them, but you'll never get me-

Omega Turtle: Oh, just get the buh in there already, you big crybaby. (grabs Zaktan and chucks him through the portal)

Ghirardelli: …thank you for that.

Nocturn: …

Gadunka: …gadunka.

Master Chief: ...

Omega Turtle: …well…

Ghirardelli: …

Omega Turtle: Guess this is buh goodbye to the buh house. 

Nocturn: Yah.

Omega Turtle: So buh long, friend. It was buh fun.

Ghirardelli: …

Omega Turtle: …(heads through the portal, followed by Mario, Gadunka, and Master Chief)

Ghirardelli: …

Nocturn: …me definitely smell it now. (follows the three into the portal)

Ghirardelli: …and so long to you too, friends. (snaps his fingers, and the portal closes)

 

TO BE CONCLUDED IN A TWO CHAPTER PROLOGUE...

 

-MT

Edited by Toa Zehvor MT, Jan 26 2013 - 01:08 AM.

[JL v2]

Day feel when you miss a chapter but then catch the pre-finale. Yay. Good season, I guess. Can't wait for The Dark Lord, The Center and everything to tie into one big plot. Too bad it might be some time before TBTTRAM and A3 arrives....

[Hurricane iBrow]

Very sweet chapter, especially at the House; although I must admit that the end of Voltex was rather anti-climatic. =P

 

I'll finish up Project Centre with the final chapter tomorrow.

 

-ibrow

[Toa Zehvor MT]

Very sweet chapter, especially at the House; although I must admit that the end of Voltex was rather anti-climatic. =P

In my defense, it was a little hard to tie the reactivation theme into the chapter. Although, looking back on it, I could have made him explode into fireworks or something.

 

 

 

Day feel when you miss a chapter but then catch the pre-finale. Yay. Good season, I guess. Can't wait for The Dark Lord, The Center and everything to tie into one big plot. Too bad it might be some time before TBTTRAM and A3 arrives.... 

TBTTRAM should be up before mid February, A3 will probably be out around the beginning of May.

 

And the plot shall be sufficiently confusing and involve plenty of dimensions.

 

-MT

[Mesonak]

And the plot shall be sufficiently confusing and involve plenty of dimensions.

 

My favorite!

 

Chapter 170 was great; all the different battles seem to be taking shape. Going to be an interesting next few chapters, that's for sure.

 

*reads on*

 

Chapter 171 was just fantastic - the fight between Mesoquack and I was very well done (I like how he still kept the sword ), and the confrontation between MT, Deus, and Taesh is really progressing along. Xenon MT was quite the surprise. Poor Tahu Nuva, we knew thee well...

 

*reads on*

 

Chapter 172 is pretty schway as well - The defeats of Deus and Voltex were a bit abrupt, but it was about time, TBH. The House is great as usual - you had me at this part:

 

Mario: It's-a-me…Pridak's-Slave-io.

 

And this one:

 

Zaktan: But…maybe, for the sake of rebuilding our society…we can put that aside…and work as a team.

Tahu: …well…I guess if you really-

Vezok: Lol JK bro. (pulls out a baseball bat and whacks Tahu)

Tahu: (goes flying)

*CRASH!!*

Vezok:

 

Absolutely hilarious. Interesting ending; hard to believe the finale will be upon us soon. ._.

 

-Mesonak

[Toa Levacius Zehvor]

And we're that much closer to the end.

 

The conclusion at the house was pretty good, and I enjoyed it. Sad to really think about the high casualties, though.... eh, they'll be back.

 

-Toa Levacius Zehvor

[Meta Nuva]

Wait, so it's NOT over yet?

 

I guess we still have to wait for ibrow. And then something tells me that XR-458 hasn't stopped either...please don't be 4 Mask...

 

Good chappy MT. Sad to see only 10 people survived the House destruction, but okay.

 

But something tells me that something is still going on in the House. Invoving Ghirahim Ghiradelli...yes, a definite maybe.

 

Can't wait for the end (actually, I can wait, I feel absolutely horrible right now)!

 

~LTT~

[Toa Zehvor MT]

The conclusion at the house was pretty good, and I enjoyed it. Sad to really think about the high casualties, though.... eh, they'll be back.

OR....WILL THEY?

 

Yeah probably.

 

 

Wait, so it's NOT over yet?

This is the comedy that never eennnddsss

It just goes on and on my friendssss..

 

It's not quite wrapped up yet. There's a couple of epilogue sections, the first of which will be up tomorrow.

 

These'll set the stage for A3 and TBTTRAM.

 

 

 

But something tells me that something is still going on in the House. Invoving Ghirahim Ghiradelli...yes, a definite maybe.

Pfft. Ghirahim. He was never fabulous enough to be Ghirardelli. Nor was he named after a chocolate bar.

 

At any rate, hope you get better. I'm not sure when the second epilogue will be up. It has to be after iBrow's final writing, which was supposed to be up two days ago, but we all know iBrow counts about as well as Valve.

 

-MT

[rahkshi guurahk]

Gavroche/Voltex/iBrow! ^

Edited by rahkshi guurahk, Jan 29 2013 - 08:52 AM.

[Hurricane iBrow]

Project Centre

Chapter 10

 

A portal opened in the sky above the earth, so small that the humans below didn’t even realize that it was there.

 

iBrow was congratulating himself on his escape as it closed behind him, until the engine of his ship exploded.

 

iBrow: Aw, come on! I was so close, too!

 

He shut his tight as the ship spiraled out of control, towards a neighborhood that hadn’t seen peace for many years thanks to a certain house full of sets.

 

iBrow: No! Wait, what’s going on?! Why is the ship – no! No! Nooooooo!

 

The ship began to fragment into bits and pieces, as the technology of The Center within the ruined ship slowly destroyed itself to avoid a possible enemy capture… which left iBrow falling by himself in midair.

 

iBrow: Well, this is a tad bit worse than a garbage can.

 

The Matoran used his gravity powers, pouring all of his energy into them as memories of Voltex, Que, JL, Nikstrom, Silva, and others from The Center flashed through his mind. Vaguely, he noticed a symbol that had been burned into his arm, as his gravity powers slowly began to cushion his fall.

 

But not fast enough.

 

iBrow didn’t cry out as he crashed through the roof, mostly on account of his being knocked out immediately by the impact. He crashed through the roof, through the attic, and through several walls before slamming into a fridge that refused to break.

 

Nocturn: …huh?

 

Gadunka: GADUNKA!

 

Voice: Leave him, you fools.

 

*-*-*-*

 

When iBrow came to, he found himself staring right into the (probably continuity breaking) face of a red, spiky dude that was admittedly not the hottest guy around. iBrow frowned as he sat up, rubbing his head, which felt curiously empty. How had he gotten there? What was he doing there? Had anyone sent him there?

 

iBrow: Where am I? Who are you? Why am I here?

 

Set: I’m Xplode, and you’re the guy that just broke through every single wall in the house while surviving.

 

iBrow: Oh, okay. I’m going to assume most people don’t do that.

 

Xplode: You fell out of the sky, you dope.

 

iBrow: Ah. I feel like I have a knack for surviving stuff like that, but… I can’t remember why.

 

Xplode: Well, don’t worry. You see, Pridak and I-

 

iBrow: Pridak?

 

Pridak: Boo!

 

iBrow: Mother of God, you’re ugly!

 

Pridak: That’s not very nice.

 

Xplode: Shut it. Anyway, Pridak and I have been thinking… you’re the perfect opportunity for a prank against the Zehvor.

 

iBrow: Zehvor?

 

Xplode: Did I not just tell you to shut it? We’ll explain everything later. Basically, we’re going to put you in a box and have Kpik open you up with Tahu. We’ll paint you read, and then you can be a crazed killing machine.

 

iBrow: Why?

 

Pridak: Maybe that’s what you were before you lost your brain, memory loss.

 

iBrow: I suppose. I do feel like I’ve killed someone.

 

Pridak: Creepy, yet satisfying! I’ll get the spraypaint!

 

Much Later (Please Note, the following section is adapted from AFTERMATH CHAPTER 206)

 

Tahu: C’mon Kpik. Help me open this box.

Kpik: Why do you need me to open it?

 

iBrow: This is gonna be awesome!

Tahu: It keeps you out of trouble for the moment.

Kpik: Very well. (grabs a knife and cuts the tape)

 

iBrow: These guys are wacko. Who needs to open a box so that they’re not in trouble? Honestly, just blast your way out. Or survive falling out of the stratosphere, I guess. Oh, there they are!

 

Tahu opened the box, glancing inside at iBrow.

Kpik: ...well?

Tahu: It’s...it’s a....um...thing.

Kpik: Captain Description to the rescue.

Tahu: Well, I don’t know how to describe it. It’s...it’s a.....uhhh.....

 

iBrow: Ooh, boy. Time to shine!

 

iBrow leapt out of the box at Tahu, snarling.

iBrow: BOOGLY BOOGLY BOO!

Tahu: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

Kpik: ...oh. That’s what it is. A “Boogly Boogly Boo.”

Tahu: Either that our a machine designed to give people heart attacks.

 

iBrow: Huh? What the heck is a boogly boogly boo? Who in the name of Tohu buys a machine designed to give people heart attacks? Can I even have a heart attack?

iBrow: I am neither.

Tahu: Then what are you?

iBrow: I am a killing machine.

Tahu: ...that’s exactly what I said.

iBrow: Except I kill people with plasma bolts, not heart failure.

Tahu: Oh. Like that’s SOOOOOOOOOOOOO much better.

iBrow: Hey, well, I’ll take heart failure too. Might as well spread my inventory of attack power. Although I do have one question for you.

Tahu: ...yeah?

iBrow: Do you have any deadly weapons? Mine broke on the way here.

Kpik: Follow me into the kitchen. We’ll see what we can find.

*-*-*-*

iBrow: I don’t think plastic forks was what I had in mind... actually, a plastic spoon doesn’t sound too bad.

Kpik: It’ll work for now. By the way, I never asked, what’s your name?

iBrow: My name is iBrow, the great killing machine of killing. Stuff.

Kpik: Cool. I guess. Why not eyelash though?

iBrow: ...excuse me?

Kpik: Why didn’t you call yourself, “eyelash?” I think eyelashes are cooler than eyebrows.

iBrow: I think we have a slight misunderstanding on the way my name is spelled.

Kpik: ...

iBrow: It’s “i-B-r-o-w.”

Kpik: ...well that’s dumb.

iBrow: Why?

Kpik: Why are you an iBrow?

iBrow: ...what?

Kpik: I mean, you could’ve been an iPod. Or an iPad. Or an iPhone. But an iBrow? That’s just...well...lame...

iBrow: Well, what’s your name then?

Kpik: I’m Kpik.

iBrow: I think your name’s dumb too.

Kpik: You’re only saying that because I called your name dumb. My name could’ve been Abraham Lincoln and you still would’ve called it dumb.

iBrow: ...now that you mention it, he does sound like a loser.

Kpik: Exactly.

 

iBrow: Completely ignoring the fact that I have no idea who he’s talking about.

iBrow: So...what do you do around here?

Kpik: Mostly stay out of trouble. Cause when you get in trouble, you usually get eaten by a fat turtle with-

*om nom*

iBrow turned around to spot a giant turtle chomping up the last bit of Kpik.

Omega Turtle: ...buh.

Voice from inside Omega Turtle: -with remarkably good hearing.

iBrow: I see. Well, this amnesiac stay of mine is definitely going to be interesting.

 

Despite having no recollections of anything except his name, and some flashes of battles gone here and there (plus plenty of insults), iBrow fit into the house perfectly, joining the team known as the “Zehvor”.

 

Weeks later, the team ran into a Toa known as “JL”, who was working for The Center. Neither name nor appearance was enough to jog iBrow’s memory, and he remained ignorant of his history with both JL and The Center.

 

When they fought the Dark Lord, iBrow’s memories slowly began to return – he remembered being part of the freelancer program, and began to recognize JL.

 

When they landed on the planet that had formerly held the freelancer program, a barrier snapped out of place and iBrow became himself for the first time since his arrival on Earth – but he still couldn’t fully remember Voltex, or JL’s role in it all.

 

But he did remember enough to turn the switch off on this final chapter, because iBrow was never one for an epilogue. Epilogues were boring, especially when there were more battles to be fought.

 

So fight he did.

 

The End.

[Meta Nuva]

But he did remember enough to turn the switch off on this final chapter, because iBrow was never one for an epilogue. Epilogues were boring, especially when there were more battles to be fought.

 

And there's the old iBrow who we all know and love. No more is he Sir Gavroche. He eez iBrow.

 

Good finale. I would've never imagined how well iBrow fell into the story there (mainly b/c I haven't read even a quarter of Aftermath!) This was definitely the most humorous of the PC chappys.

 

Well done, Sir Gavroche.

 

~LTT~

[Toa Zehvor MT]

Nice ending, iBrow. I'm impressed that you were able to tie all that together.

 

First of the epilogues here. Hope you enjoy. Hopefully I manage to do as good a job of wrapping everything up.

 

 

Chapter 173: A Final Letter

 

Outside of Voltex's lair…

MT: (flies in and lands nearby the entrance)…

iBrow: You're…alive.

JL: And glowing purple. Too much Grape Juice?

MT: I wish.

iBrow: Your armor also turned back to black. Can't you just pick a color and be happy with it?

MT: …

Meta: The robot is dead.

MT: Ah. Good.

iBrow: Did you manage to take care of Deus?

MT: Indeed. Taesh showed up at the end and bought me enough time to use this thing. (holds up the shattered remains of the Xenon orb)

JL: …that's the stupid thing we came to this planet looking for in the first place!

iBrow: Man. This sucks. Nearly the entire team's dead, and now we don't even get paid for it. I hate my life.

MT: …I don't think the "team" even exists any longer.

JL: …what?

MT: So far as I know, there's only three members of the team left: You, I, and quack quack.

iBrow: …"quack quack?"

MT: Most teams usually have more than three members.

iBrow: Yeah, well, we'll go recruit more to take their place. It's not like this absolutely has to be the end of the Zehvor.

MT: It may very well be unless we can do something about all of this. (gestures to the Xenon flowing from the ground)

iBrow: …what's so terrible about that?

MT: Remember the Dark Lord in the alternate dimension that Oraku created?

iBrow: …yeah…

MT: If Xenon is allowed to spread from this planet…then we may very well end up with a situation where someone who has the power to travel across dimensions would become enslaved by Xenon. He would then do whatever it took to bring about the return of the Dark Lord…

JL: …and would then open a portal and the Dark Lord could return.

Meta: …so by defeating Deus, we've simply traded one tyrant for another.

JL: ...

iBrow: …well…not necessarily.

JL: What do you mean?

iBrow: …dimensionality is a relatively new concept, correct? It's come about through advances in mask making procedure and technology, right?

MT: Correct.

iBrow: …I think I may very well have a solution to this entire problem, then.

MT: …

JL: …a solution?

iBrow: My entire past with the Center came flooding back to me during the fight with Voltex. I remembered something…there was one final failsafe that they installed using the power of one legendary mask.

Meta: …a legendary mask?

iBrow: …yes. And I believe I know where to find it as well.

MT: …what exactly is this failsafe after all? (points his sword at iBrow) I certainly hope you're not planning mass genocide…

iBrow: No. It has nothing to do with mass genocide. No one will die in this procedure.

MT: …

JL: …

Meta: …can we at least know what the procedure is?

iBrow: …JL can. But no one else.

MT: What? Why not?

iBrow: Because I believe you would try to stop us if you knew.

MT: This is ridiculous. I'm not going to let you leave if you're going to-

JL: (turns to iBrow)…are you talking about…

iBrow: You remembered?

JL: …I think I vaguely have a recollection of it. 

MT: …JL, as the leader of the Zehvor, I'm ordering you to tell me what this involves.

JL: …is that really necessary, iBrow?

iBrow: If it can finally secure the possibility of the Dark Lord never being able to return to this dimension…then yes, it is.

JL: …very well.

MT: JL!

JL: Sorry, MT. But you yourself said that there is no Zehvor team any longer. I don't have to tell you anything.

MT: …

iBrow: We need to go. If you are serious about fighting us, then let's get this over with as quickly as possible. The longer we delay, the better chance the Dark Lord has of returning.

MT: No…I won't.

JL: …

MT: …I trust you two enough. Just…don't destroy too much, all right?

iBrow: Afraid that may not be possible.

MT: …

iBrow: …

JL: …we'll…at least attempt to keep it to a minimum.

Meta: …

iBrow: …come on, JL. Let's go. (turns to MT) We'll be borrowing the ship, if that's all right with you.

MT: …you're just going to steal the team's spaceship and not even tell me where you're going?

iBrow: (laughs) Don't worry. It wouldn't help you for much longer even if we did take another ship.

JL: (walks off towards the Zehvor's ship, followed by iBrow)

MT: …

Meta: …well…I guess they're off to do whatever.

MT: Yeah. "Whatever."

Meta: …suppose we should be waiting for the end of the world or something.

MT: No. They said no one would die. And I trust them on that.

Meta: …come on. You really trust the Center to install an operation that won't kill anyone? I've been around the group long enough to know that that doesn't happen.

MT: …

Meta: …at the very least…we'll have been able to save the galaxy from Xenon and Deus. Hopefully death is a preferable fate to slavery.

MT: …

Meta: Come on. We should go check on those villages that were in the path of the Guardians earlier. We should at least attempt to keep the Matoran alive long enough to watch their world end.

MT: …have I…really traded one tyrant's end of the world for two of my friends' apocalypse?

Meta: (shrugs) Only time will tell. 

MT: …

Meta: …let's go. 

 

Later, elsewhere…

Taesh: …

Matoran: (rush around Taesh, attempting to tend to the sick and wounded from the Guardian attack)

MT: …(walks up)

Taesh: …she…didn't survive.

MT: …

Taesh: (sets down Vajra's body) She was wounded too badly. It didn't matter. Even though that Toa stepped in and tried to save her…

MT: …that Toa?

Taesh: …it doesn't matter. Don't worry about it.

MT: Right…well, I'm afraid we may have something else to worry about entirely.

Taesh: …that being?

MT: Two of my associates appear to have run off entirely in an attempt to take the matter of this Xenon poison into their own hands.

Taesh: …and how exactly do they plan to accomplish this?

MT: They wouldn't say.

Taesh: …and you didn't stop them?

MT: …

Taesh: …well…this is it, then.

MT: What is?

Taesh: The end of the road. For both of us. You are a Toa who is so old that the only thing that is preventing you from falling to pieces now is the Xenon flowing through your body at this very moment. The very poison that you've sought to destroy and lost your entire team in an attempt to eradicate is the one thing that keeps you alive.

MT: …

Taesh: …and as for me…I have the blood of countless innocent Matoran on my hands. My only reason for living has passed away in my hands right here. There will be no escape from the law if it comes, and I now have no comfort in life.

MT: …did you care about her that much?

Taesh: …it doesn't matter what I care about any longer. There is only one, final question to be decided for us.

MT: …I can't say that I'm a particularly big fan of quest-

*PAWNCH!*

MT: (goes flying and crashes into a pile of rubble a few feet away) 

Taesh: (stands up and moves into a fighting stance) 

MT: I think I like them even less after that.

Taesh: Let us decide once and for all…who is stronger!

MT: …

Taesh: …

MT: …if this is truly the way we go out…then I guess we might as well make it memorable. Very well. Let's answer that question. (charges towards Taesh and brings his sword down)

Taesh: (grabs MT's sword and knocks him off balance with a blast of wind)

MT: (stumbles out of the way and returns fire with a bolt of Xenon)

Taesh: (leaps out of the way) Heh. That was a simple answer

MT: …oh, don't worry. My grand exit's going to be a bit better then just that.

 

======

 

That is the last I know of the tale of the team that was known as the Zehvor. I watched two Toa that were simultaneously allies and adversaries, best of friends and worst of enemies, battle it out for what would likely be the last time in their lives. Regardless of who lived, the winner would be hunted down by the IUPD whenever it stepped in: MT for being a Toa of Xenon, and Taesh for being a mass murderer. With no way out for either of them, they decided on finishing their long journeys off with one final hoorah. If the situations hadn't been as they were, I likely would have stepped in; as is, there was no reason for me to.

 

I did not bother to watch the rest of the fight; it was rather meaningless who won, as the winner would simply have to live as a fugitive and would likely be caught by the IUPD within hours. I'm sure the IUPD had already been alerted to the incursion at this time. In that way, the loser may have been the luckier of the two: At least he would get to die doing what he loved.

 

The two former freelancers, once partners of mine, set out in a last ditch attempt to save the galaxy. But the galaxy is a dying one, and I think I've come to realize that more and more over the past few days. You sort of get that feeling when you watch your teammates, partners who you've fought with for the last five years, die in front of you. In the off chance that iBrow and JL manage to succeed somehow, I'm not even sure the galaxy will be a better place. The problems of Xenon will still exist, the Dark Lord will likely still find a way to threaten the safety and security of Matoran and Toa everywhere, and people like Deus will still show up to try and impose their rule.

 

As for the guardian freelancer, Meta…he disappeared to who knows where. I saw him last cut open a rift in the dimension and simply leave. Perhaps he knew something about what was to come, and decided to seek a new life elsewhere. Maybe he knew of a place where heroes didn't die due to the foolish dreams of so called leaders believing that they were solving a problem. A problem that didn't exist. If only that place were here.

 

And me…I am at the end of my race. The mission that we as a team set out to complete five years ago was not one that we could accomplish in the end. We came up short. I'm sure, in the future, some team of Toa will take our place…assuming there is a future for them, after all. If Meta's actions are any indicator, it may very well be the case that whatever iBrow and JL are doing will keep that day from coming. Even if it does come, I will likely be unable to take part in it. I have been tainted with the dark substance that I sought to destroy for so long. 

 

But, I will not go down easily. I will continue to battle it for the right to my sanity and my free will so long as I can. I am a Zehvor. We shall fight to the end. We shall never surrender.

 

I am one of a small number of Zehvor to survive the XR-458 incident, the mission that ultimately brought about the end of our team. I leave this record of our endeavors to anyone who would care to know the past…to know why Xenon has not overrun the universe by now…to learn from the mistakes we made, and finish the job we started. I hope it is helpful.

 

Sincerely,

 

Toa Zehvor Brenmac

 

======

 

Epilogue Part 2 coming sometime soon.

 

-MT

 

Edited by Toa Zehvor MT, Jan 29 2013 - 08:17 PM.

[Hurricane iBrow]

Yep, Brenmac is a war-stained grieving veteran all right. This really puts it into perspective... only ten characters survived the attack on the House out of all of them, and the only Zehvor guaranteed to be alive right now after the mission is Brenmac, although depending on the circumstances MT, JL and iBrow might still be there.

 

Yeesh.

 

-ibrow

[Toa Levacius Zehvor]

I think MT may have read a lot of George R. R. Martin, based on the sheer number of character deaths that take place.

 

That was a satisfying conclusion for one arc of the story, but not all of it... so I ghesh that's why we still have a few epilogues left. Can't wait to see just how this goes down.

 

(Also: The real goal is to hit 30 pages, isn't it MT? )

 

-Toa Levacius Zehvor

[JL v2]

Doesnt matter; this is Aftermath. 

 

Dead people dont die. They live in a goofier lifestyle.

 

So maybe every time they die a neuron is killed? Hmm. Anyway, yay. Epilogues. 

 

Man, this makes you think about memories. I remember when I first started reading. Then just started randomly reading. Encountered a *cough*Link*cough* white wolf in a parallel Metru Nui dimension, a (Hillary Clinton?) statue which moved to create a final fight between Vecolity, OT and MT against some obviously evil dude, MT being a Toa of Fire to a Toa of Coffee to a Toa of Xenon to a Toa of Glowing light spikes.

 

Then Pridak's kamikaze and me joining in.....

which then made us see OT to start eating people again.

 

 

Yah go A3. Cant wait for Old-mac-bren and his new farm.

[Toa Zehvor MT]

So here we go. Last chappy of A2. Given how it ends, I think I can safely say that I picked the general synopsis of A3 now, as I had to rule many of the other ones out to end it like this.

 

Also Lev figured me out. Everyone post a lot just so we can get to 30. Go go go.

 

Chapter 174: Sands of Time

 

MT: (brings his sword down on Taesh's head)

Taesh: (dives out of the way and sends a burst of wind at MT)

MT: (teleports behind Taesh and slices Taesh with his sword)

Taesh: Augh! (stumbles back)

MT: …sorry, old friend.

Taesh: …don't be. (leaps up and backflips over MT's head)

MT: (whirls around to face him)

Taesh: (rips MT's sword out of his hand and hurls it away) Let's at least make this a fair fight, though.

MT: …

Taesh: (sends a fist flying at MT)

MT: (raises his arm and blocks the blow)

Taesh: (brings his other fist around and begins punching MT)

MT: (returns the favor and begins punching Taesh)

*punchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunch*

Taesh: Aaaarrrrggghhhhh!!! (rears back and sends a huge punch at MT)

MT: Raaaaaggghhhh!!! (puts all his strength behind a punch and slams it into Taesh)

*WHAM!!!*

MT: (goes flying backwards into a wall)

Taesh: (goes flying backwards and crashes into a pile of wrecked Guardians)

MT: …

Taesh: …

MT: …errgghh…(pushes himself off the wall)

Taesh: (pulls himself out of the pile of rubble)

MT: …

Taesh: …rargh! (leaps out and charges at MT, swinging wildly)

MT: (dives out of the way and returns fire with a solid punch of his own) You never change.

Taesh: Ha! (gets hit and flies backwards before landing on the ground cleanly) Look who's talking.

MT: (leaps towards Taesh and attempts to land a blow of his own)

Taesh: (dodges neatly and sends a palm into MT's chest)

MT: (flies backwards and lands in a pile of dirt)

Taesh: …once a fool…always a fool.

MT: (teleports behind Taesh and punches him in the face) Speak for yourself.

Taesh: (hits the ground hard)

MT: …

Taesh: …your recklessness seems to be rubbing off on me.

MT: You were a reckless fool to begin with. (grabs Taesh off the ground)

Taesh: (swings his leg up and nails MT in the jaw)

MT: (stumbles backwards and drops Taesh) Augh!

Taesh: …at least I was a reckless fool who could fight. (leaps into the air and brings his leg down in a sharp kick)

MT: (raises his arm and blocks Taesh's kick)

*WHAM!*

MT: …(stumbles back)

Taesh: …(flies backwards and crashes into the ground)

MT: …

Taesh: …rargh! (leaps towards MT amazingly quickly and slams his fist into his face)

MT: Argh!

Taesh: (sends a whirlwind of kicks into MT and drives him back into a wall)

*WHAM!*

MT: (bounces off the wall and delivers his own punch that knocks Taesh back)

Taesh: (stumbles backwards and crashes into the ground)

*SMASH!*

MT: (prepares to leap forward, but is interrupted by a loud noise)

*VRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!*

Taesh: …

MT: (looks up and notices an IUPD ship descending through the atmosphere)

Taesh: …we're running out of time.

MT: …I noticed. (steps back)

Taesh: I think it is time…that we finished this once and for all. 

MT: (fires a grapple beam at a pile of rubble and draws his sword to him) 

Taesh: (uses some of his elemental energy and quickly forges another katana) Let's send one of us off with a fitting finale.

MT: (spins his sword in the air and points it at Taesh)

Taesh: …(charges towards MT, silently)

MT: (sprints towards Taesh, scraping his sword along the ground)

Taesh: (brings his sword up)

MT: (pulls his sword up from the ground and swings it at Taesh)

*WHAM!!*

Swords: (collide in the air and leave MT and Taesh locked together)

Taesh: …

MT: …

Taesh: …hmm…it appears that even with weapons, we are both equals.

MT: …not quite. (activates the Xenon flowing inside of him)

Purple Glow: (envelops MT's armor and his sword, and he slices through Taesh's sword effortlessly)

Katana: (shatters)

Taesh: …

MT: (slices through Taesh's armor and creates a large wound)

Taesh: …

MT: …

Taesh: …(smiles, and stumbles backwards)

MT: …(lowers his sword and rushes towards Taesh)

Taesh: …so…in the end, you had a trick up your sleeve after all. I should have guessed.

MT: …it was more of a secret add on at the last second.

Taesh: …ah. 

MT: …

Taesh: …well? What are you waiting for?

MT: …what?

Taesh: You saw the IUPD forces coming in. You might as well get a head start on running from them while you can.

MT: …

Taesh: …don't worry about me. (clutches at his injury and tries to force himself into a standing position) I'll even buy you a little extra time.

MT: …Taesh…

Taesh: In the end, it appears you were right after all. Simply accepting a solution because it appears to be the best one possible, regardless of who it hurts…may not be right after all.

MT: …

Taesh: …now…get out of here. You're already losing precious time.

MT: …(turns around and starts walking out of the village)

Taesh: …

MT: …(turns around)

Taesh: …

MT: …farewell, friend. (turns back towards the exit and begins running)

Taesh: …farewell indeed. 

IUPD Troops: (begin moving into the village)

Taesh: Ah, here we go. This should be fun. (smiles, and charges up a blast of wind for the last time)

 

Meanwhile, on another planet entirely…

JL: …well…that was certainly a pain to get to.

iBrow: But we're here nonetheless.

JL: …(glances at a mask being suspended in a glass canister)…is that…the mask?

iBrow: The Mask of Destruction. Yes. An ancient relic that was hidden from the Dark Lord long ago by someone whom even the Center did not know. 

JL: …then…how did we know about it?

iBrow: The Center found it and brought it here. If the Dark Lord ever got close to it, it was set to perform its main task. 

JL: …

iBrow: But we're here to set that off a bit sooner then it would have originally.

JL: Hang on.

iBrow: …what?

JL: …is there a way to pick and choose certain planets for the mask's power to not affect?

iBrow: …perhaps, but what planet would you leave out?

JL: …Earth.

iBrow: …

JL: Tahu and the other Bionicles…let them at least live an uninterrupted life. No one from there will attempt to bring the Dark Lord back to this universe.

iBrow: …very well. I can't promise anything, but I'll do what I can. (takes the mask out of its canister and begins to examine it)

JL: …

iBrow: …

JL: …it's kind of funny…it's likely that this date will be remembered as the end of an old timeline, and tomorrow as the beginning of a new one.

iBrow: …what do you mean?

JL: Well…the lives of every inhabitant of the universe will change after this day. Drastically. This is history in the making, of sorts.

iBrow: …I suppose it is.

JL: …

iBrow: …ah. Here we go. Yeah, I can spare Earth.

JL: Oh, good.

iBrow: …you ready for this?

JL: …let's find out.

iBrow: …yeah. Let's. (replaces his own mask with the Mask of Destruction, and activates it)

 

Meanwhile, in Hawaii…

Tahu: …ooogh…

Pridak: Ow...

Zaktan: …that was a…rough portal landing.

Tahu: …well…we're all here in one piece, it appears.

Voice: Yes, you are! And welcome to our humble home!

Tahu: …(picks himself up off the ground) …Evo?

Evo: Indeed it is! And…this guy too.

Nex: Woot!

Tahu: Where did YOU guys come from? I haven't seen you in months!

Evo: Oh…uh, well, me and Nex got really busy taking those online surveys that they pay you to take…and we eventually teamed up with Ghirardelli to buy this!

Zaktan: So he lied. Should have figured.

Tahu: Dude…those things pay you like three cents per survey.

Evo: As I said…we were REALLY busy.

Tahu: …ah.

Xplode: …well…it appears maybe things won't be so bad after all. We've got two people who know where we are…a nice house…

Vezok: Get off of me!

Hakann: You get off!

Vezok: You are clearly on top of me!

Hakann: Lies! Your leg is on top of my arm!

Vezok: Yeah, well, it wouldn't be if it wasn't for the rest of you being on ME first!

Xplode: …and them as well…

Tahu: …

Evo: So what do you say? Wanna come inside?

Tahu: …

Samus: …

Tahu: …yeah. We'll come inside. Might as well get accustomed to our new home…very far away from home.

 

Elsewhere, in a parallel dimension filled with Xenon…

Mesonak: …(steps through a portal and emerges onto a planet covered with Xenon lakes)…well, thanks Mesoquack. You are a true pal after all. (walks forward) Teleport you back to your own dimension, my fat foot.

(silence)

Black-Armored Toa: (emerges from behind a rock, picks up his Spear, and sends lightning flowing up and down the spear's length)

Mesonak: (begins humming)

Toa: …welcome home…old "friend." (slips out behind the rock and begins following Mesonak)

 

SEASON 10: RISE FROM THE ASHES: END

AFTERMATH 2: END

 

Thank you to everyone who read A2 and supported the comedy as it went on for a long time and took forever to end and stuff.

 

(I'm bad at thank yous) 

 

At any rate, TBTTRAM, and Season 11 of the TBTTRAH series, will kick off on February 15th. Aftermath 3(working title) will begin early May, with more info released in the Spring Comedy Expo.

 

Once again, a huge thank you to everyone who read and kept up with the story. You all are amazing.

 

-MT

Edited by Toa Zehvor MT, Feb 03 2013 - 06:22 PM.

[rahkshi guurahk]

Yay! only 12 more days until the nex chapter! (And a few more posts before 30 pages!)

[Mesonak]

That was quite the awesome finale. JL and iBrow's situation seems quite interesting, as does MT's hasty getaway and the sets' new residence in Hawaii.

 

The last paragraph was also quite interesting; I was wondering when/if I was going to show up before the end of things. VERY curious to see where this all goes, but I've got a hunch.

 

You've done good, MT; you've done real good. You've kept a very entertaining storyline running for quite a long time now, albeit in multiple different comedies and formats. You are a prime example of dedication to your fans and to the universe you've built for yourself. You and your plethora of stories are quite the inspiration to those of us in the community doing other creative works, be they stories, MOCs, podcasts, whatever. I look forward to your next works, and will be following them with rapt attention, as always.

 

-Mesonak

Edited by Mesonak, Feb 03 2013 - 08:55 PM.

[Hurricane iBrow]

And so finally, this series closes a comedy in a way that isn't against it's will (staff closing, forums moving). A very nice solution by myself and JL, and hopefully we've survived to tell the tale in A3.

 

-ibrow