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Metru-Koro, Sans' Hut IC: your kind Keitara's blood ran cold hearing those words, then red hot. Blue light crackled around her fingers and from the corners of her eyes. A memory tore itself free from the miasma. Her, a small matoran, scouting for cave mushrooms in the core. She and the others had been dumped in the cavern, with no knowledge of the land and very few supplies. The single toa who had been sent to guard them, a fire elemental, was of little use outside of combat. If one of them hadn't trained under a Fe-matoran who happened to be a retired Ghost then they would all have been dead. She had been able to scavange scraps from their battered transport and built several lift packs for foragers to seek out food sources. There had been a family of zyglak hiding in the cave she landed in. Thay hadn't been aggressive, they were just scared and hungry. Kei offered them some help accessing a patch of cave fungus they had been unable to reach, and spent some time talking to the beings. When she returned with the news, she had hoped that they could team up with this small group, use their experience living in the core to help the Av-matoran survive. The matoran she told, Solek, had been terrified. He recoiled from her when she told him about the shared meal. Within minutes she had been tied to a stake outside the village "for their protection, we don't know what you caught off of those beasts" and a group of Av-matoran left accompanied by the toa. When they returned she could smell the smoke. It had been months before anybody interacted with her again, and years before she was granted a new pack and allowed to explore the core. One day she returned to the cave, and what she saw there haunted her for long after. Everytime she was in darkness she saw the gruesome remnants of the once living, thinking beings she had so briefly befriended... In the present, Keitara let out a low growl. "Don't talk to like she's some kind of trained rahi, you-" She cut herself off when she realized who she was talking to. Cursing out a settlement's Turaga was no way to endear yourself. "Sorry, Wise One." she muttered resentfully, pointedly staring at the wall behind Sans. (OOC: @Azibo @Conway)

IC Yumiwak | The Rig I took to standing just around the corner from Yoshimak's Hotpot 'n' Sushi, down the ramshackle alley that separated the establishment from the linen dyer next door and opened up to small section of deck big enough to accommodate three beings and overlooked a sludge dump. I lazed there, waiting for my crew to usher the patron to me, and rested my weight upon the creaking metal balustrade already crusted with salt and rust. It was not a glamorous place but it was practical since there was no way out except back up the alley to my watchful crew or into the increasingly toxic water. I didn't want to murder this skak, I just needed him to tell me what I wanted to know, but the more afraid he was the more like he was to share. "Ah-kay! Ah-kay!!" I heard him protest as Korio shoved him unceremoniously down the length of the alley. The man seemed unconcerned, which was either brave or stupid—time would tell which—and toyed with a toothpick in his mouth. "Thank you, Kor. Wait in the linen shop, and have Zai stand nearby," I commanded before turning to the Skakdi... well I guess you could call him an 'informant,' I guess? "Hi—" "Ello." "You know some stuff I am interested in, about the visitors from outer space," I stated clearly, "and I want you to tell me what you know." "Like whart?" "There is something about the people who came from that giant head that scares you. What is it?" "Ohh. Well, little miss drag'n princ'ss, tha's where ya're wrong. Cuz nothin' scares me!" I was beginning to hate this fellow, and the fact that he dared crack a joke about my heritage upset me further to the point of severely trying my very generous patience. I glowered at him and pulled my grin up in a super fake-looking smile, the way a customer service representative looked when a client was ranting to contest their coupon's lack of validity. Yes, I'm going to tolerate you. Yes, I want to disembowel you. And no, I am the manager. Speaking through my teeth to sieve my growing displeasure, I rumbled at him, "That's your problem. But in your noggin, not all that far in, you know something about something some other people fear. Let me be clear here: I don't care about you or your life, and I only want what you know. You can share willingly, or I'll bring Zai over and we'll pull what you have out through your ears, then cook your brain like an oyster in its shell. Now, what's it going to be, friend?" He paused a moment and cocked his head to the side as though looking at some grotesque art exhibit. I copied his gesture. He held a moment more and then looked away. He understood it was well within my power and character to deliver on what I said. "Aight. Is not much, but mebbe thi's' whart yer asking about, ye ####ing psycher. I dun' know this first-hand, er even second, but ah few nights ago there was word... o' ah biiiig beefy lady who got attack'd in the mid'l o' tha night by a band o' Mesi. Fought 'em off. Cum daybreak, sum Warskaks found the Mesi who still lived an' heard tha tale. Only bits an' pieces about tha girl—yanno how Mesi are, not very wordy, but, word is... the big beefy lady has sum really cool pants." The informant fidgeted with his toothpick some more and continued to look at me. My inpatience was being sated with his divulsions, but "Where did this happen?" I asked. He shrugged. "Dunno, guess you'll gotta ask the guy who told me. Name's Kunok McGrokk, trader who has a general store on the coast. He knows." "Thank you." I smiled, plucked his toothpick from his mouth, leaned forward as if to kiss his cheek in gratitude, and snapped his neck. Someone else with cool pants? Heresy.

IC: Tuakana | Travelling Across Zakaz Days passed. The sun rose and fell, and the moon followed. They loped across the island with neither pause nor haste, moving north. The cadence of their stride was as a reliable as a metronome. Their arms swung forward. They pressed their knuckles to the earth. They swung their lower body under their shoulders and planted their feet to swing their arms forward again. They did not travel quickly. Each movement was deliberate and sure, executed as though they had planned it long in advance. On the third day, they paused for the first time. A wolf-like Rahi approached, unsure if this was prey but hungry enough to try its luck. It jumped on them, but it had all the effect of leaping onto a boulder. The Rahi slid off, confused, and tried to bite at their throat, but its jaws did not snap shut with their usual speed. Its teeth scratched fruitlessly at the metal. Equal parts angry and alarmed, it tried to thrash its way out of the situation, but their hand pressed to the animal's side was beginning to rob it of its speed. Its paws seemed to move in half time. Every action was sapped of its movement, regardless of the strength behind it. It couldn't quite get away in time. Their long fingers had already wrapped themselves around its limbs, anchoring them together. Cold armour pressed to warm fur in a tight embrace. They could feel its heart beating wildly. They crooned wordlessly over the rapid heartbeat. Too fast. Too fast. They held the Rahi in their grip for two days, until it starved to death. Its swollen tongue lolled out over its teeth as they released the corpse. They did not need it. Swinging their arms forward, they resumed their journey. Days passed. The sun rose and fell, and the moon followed.

IC: Whisper - Kumu Islets - One Week Ago Whisper's frilled, fang-filled face made a motion that was the closest she could manage to a nod of acknowledgement. She had little regard for Lrrthxx's talk of us and our; she wouldn't shed a tear if any of her fellow Aspects had been vaporised in the impact. But he was right that this strange occurrence would bring great change. And Whisper intended to benefit from that change. Her wings unfurled, and she rose upwards, and began flapping awkwardly towards the mainland. - The Northern Deserts - Present Day - High above the sands, a misshapen shaped circled silently, casting a gnarled shadow across the ground below. She had spent the last few days observing the newly-formed settlements from a safe distance, observing the arrivals. Some of the species were known to her, while others were tantalisingly unfamiliar. It wasn't until she'd seen the living machine cross paths with this group of travelers that she'd found herself intrigued enough to approach. Still wary, she began drifting closer to the ground. @Edelgard @Jakura Nuva @ZippyWharrgarbl @xccj @Toru Nui

IC: Skyra Daring - Metru Koro - "Mmmmmm...okay...just for a minute..." The moment Skyra laid across the couch and put her head down she was out. @Azibo

With that in mind, if Makuta got control of the Empire, I suspect he would build a giant Mata Nui-esque robot and crush Rebel Ships with his bare hands.

Metru-Koro, Outside Sans' Hut IC: Keitara turned around in confusion. Cheeseburgers? Was that the local cure for a broken spine? If that was the case she could probably count her remaining minutes on a single hand. When she turned around to see that it was indeed Skyra who had said this her flush (which had begun looking feverish) intensified further. As she began instinctively entering into the "dopey lesbiotic smile" routine, she noticed the mask the Toa of Air was wearing. Some vague memory clicked in her mind. She began to carefully focus on the mask's shape, its details. There was a little scrape on the side. It was not a new kanohi, but it looked durable. And just looking at it made her feel... well, not better, but at least a bit steadier on her feet. As though her pain-drunken swaying was somehow correcting itself. She felt a prickling sensation on her face, then... It was like a little thought at the back of her mind. It sat there, not enough to take up all her attention, but just enough to remind her of its presence... She suddenly realized that she had been staring, red-faced and likely slack-jawed, at a Toa who she had definitely noticed acting very close to another. Her presumed partner. What Keitara remembered of her life flashed before her eyes. She quickly averted her gaze, mumbling something about being sorry and maybe having a concussion. Embarassedly, she swayed her way along with the others into the turaga's domicile. (OOC: Kei, thanks to her fractured real/manufactured memories managed to instinctively trigger her Mask of Emulation. As she is not currently aware of this, however, she's still conciously in the dark about her mask power. Once she gets a chance to recuperate a bit she'll probably easily peice it together, though. Current emulated mask is a Kanohi Calix, which is the only reason she isn't facedown on the ground again. @Snelly @Keeper of Kraata@Conway@EmperorWhenua )

IC Kanohi - Po-Koro “Oh, I didn’t realize,” Kanohi looked away, his fingers fluttering like a queasy butterfly, “I am sorry for the trouble.” “Oh … um, hello Turaga,” Kanohi’s head pivoted to the Turaga, “Some hours ago a maskless Ko-Matoran was flung into our camp by a Skakdi. When the Matoran awoke he … he said the Skakdi has ran over his companion, and broke his mask. Toa Ulkarr, me, and a medic are going to head south to try to reach her. It … it is probably too late, but she … so many are dead, she at least deserves rest.” ”Her companion also wanted us to find some sort of weapon that creates miniature Knowledge Towers, like the ones in Ko-Metru. The two of them wanted to use the crystals to build a Knowledge Tower here, as a shelter. It doesn’t matter as much as the Vo-Matoran though.” ”…Turaga, you are a Turaga of Earth, right? If ... if it’s okay to ask, the spot she went missing is … it’s mountainous, if you think you could help on that terrain, I mean, if it’s not a trouble, did you think you can journey with us. And if we get too close to the … domain of the Barraki, it would be good to have someone who can use a Huna.” And that reminded Kanohi, he didn’t know much about the Toa here. “Um, mister Toa, what is your element? And your mask I … am afraid I don’t recognize it.” OOC: @Toru Nui

IC: Sans, Turaga's Hut "Skyra, maybe you should take a little nap on the couch for a minute..." the elder Turaga nodded his head towards the tipsy Toa as if to confirm that they both agreed she might need to rest a minute. OOC: @Snelly

Arkius is setting up a crusade to chase after a Skakdi marauder if you'd like to join us.

IC: Irna | Sans' Hut Your kind. "Irna," she said, and she rose up to her full and fearsome height, "the sixth-born of Perror, of the Northern Continent. And I go with Waveahk to help the good people of Metru-Koro." OOC: @Azibo IC: Parnassus | Fort Nektann The Aspect grinned. "I think I can manage that, my friend." OOC: @Vezok's Friend @Burnmad -Void

IC: Skyra Daring - Metru Koro - Skyra made herself comfortable on Sans' couch for the moment, standing wasn't agreeing with her much at the moment. Everyone else was talking about a map or something but the Toa of Air wasn't paying too much attention. What was she doing here again? Oh that's right, she was talking with Stannis and then uh...she wasn't? "I can't remember why I'm even here..." She giggled a bit. "...that's weird." @Keeper of Kraata@Conway@EmperorWhenua@TL01 NUVA@Azibo

IC: Zaliyah - The Coliseum Bowing respectfully as she stepped out, Zaliyah turned and headed for the elevator, holding the door until Ostrox joined her. She wasn't sure whether to be concerned or relieved that Pridak hadn't reacted to her argument. The warlord was more distracted, more desperate, than she'd ever seen him before. "Where's the airship docked?" She asked Ostrox, once they were both in the elevator. @Toru Nui

IC: Sans, Turaga's Hut "This is very good, where did you get it?" Sans eyed the map with great curiosity. "Huhuhuhuhu. This shape does ring a bell... I wonder how accurate this is." The Ga-Turaga looked up at the Zyglak. "I'll have some copies made of this, and begin circulating it around the refugee camps. Thank you, uh.... whoever you are. Truthfully, I never expected one of your kind to be aiding us. tell me, why are you here? Do you yearn for the adventure in the southern swamps that Waveahk will be experiencing? He needs companions, and I would be glad to hear you would be joining." OOC: @Conway

IC: Magryo - Northern Deserts Mahryo appreciated Triki's eccentricities, in truth. Yaushe's... unique circumstances were always fascinating to think about. And of course, he would always love his brother. But conversations between four amnesiacs stuck together got stale rather quickly, and they had been traveling together with nobody else for company for too long. It didn't help that they had been aimless in their wanderings, with no memories to guide them in a certain direction. But now - now he was beginning to feel more alive! They had a purpose, and a villain to vanquish! And a new companion, to boot. It was this companion that interested him, and so Mahryo approached the machine, tapping it on the shoulder. "Hello! I was wondering if you could tell me more about yourself! Where do you come from?" @Toru Nui

IC: Pridak | Barraki Coliseum, Pridak’s Throne room Pridak sat back in his throne and slid down a little bit as he thought on Ostrox’s words. At last he spoke. “Then let him bring a friend, preferably someone who poses no real threat. I’ll leave the choice to you two. You are dismissed.” He waited for Zaliyah and Ostrox to leave. He would need a nap after this. So many questions and most were one’s he still asked himself: what should I do, is there anything I can do, how do we deal with what’s happened? Once the two were out of his throne room he rubbed his eyes and sent a vahki to get him more of his favorite drink. He paced on the balcony once belonging to Turaga Dume, considering his options and feeling very at odds with himself. OOC: @Nato the Traveler and @Toru Nui, you have a quest

IC: Irna | Sans' Hut It was packed in there -- although Irna was not unused to situations like this. Amidst the jagged cliff faces and and narrow crevasses of the mountains of the Northern Continent, space had often been at a premium. And it wasn't as though the League's accommodations had been much roomier. But then, speaking of space.... "Turaga Sans," she said, jostling her way up to where Metru-Koro's leader was seated. "I received something which might be of some small value, if what I hear about an expedition is true. I was asked to bring it to you by its deliverer." She held out the map that the strange Vortixx had given her. OOC: @Azibo IC: Parnassus | Fort Nektann Oh, Parnassus thought to themself. So we're bartering now, are we? "I see that you're a man who knows his worth," the Aspect said. "If, in that case, I were to wish for ... allow us to say a friendship between myself and your ... how do you say? Your crew here. Where I might come and go freely amongst you and ask for the occasional mechanical assistance...." Parnassus clicked their tongue. "What would you wish for, in exchange?" OOC: @Vezok's Friend -Void

IC Kanohi - Po-Koro There were no real clocks in Po-Koro, but the Toa of Stone who had made must of the huts had also constructed a sundial in the center of the village, just within Kanohi’s sight. And as the Fe-Matoran had all but strangled his staff with impatience and guilt, he had stared solely at the shadow of the sundial. Finally he could wait no longer, enough time surely would have passed. Shakiling he stood up, using his staff to help take pressure off his legs. Kanohi stretched, before walking through the village. He would not leave yet, but he needed to make sure nothing else needed mending, and to reach the Toa. And there in fact was Toa Ulkarr, standing … perfectly still. “Hello, Toa Ulkarr,” Kanohi greeted the ‘Toa,’ “I am sorry it took so long. Do you know if the medic Pardehi has finished looking over Toa Nale, and if he is free to travel with us? I am afraid Supaka cannot travel with us, but he has shared this table engraved with images of the crystal impact launcher with me.“ He handed the stone diagram over. OOC: @Toru Nui IC Collector - Metru-Koro Collector startled as a colossal machine approached, its body ending with a massive stinger and it standing on many legs. And, the Toa greeted it as a friend? This robot had the friendship of Toa? “You … you know this machine?” they glanced at the Toa, then back to the robot, “Kilo, you said is it’s designation, correct?” OOC: @Tarn @Onaku @~Xemnas~ @Snelly @pokemonlover360

So, basically, it's Teridax as of 2009?

I just updated Sorilax's profile.

IC: Tuakana | Fau Swamp By the time they turned their head to look at the falling head, it had already landed. It released a shockwave that bent the trees and sent the wildlife scurrying for cover. They hung from a tree branch by one long arm and swayed as the wave of wind and dust passed through. Their vision was half-obscured by the tendrils of moss that hung over their eyes. They seemed unaffected by the wind. The reek of the swamp hung heavy in the air, but they did not notice. They looked at the sky and pondered what they had seen. A vast head, the size of an island. They had never seen something like this before. The world was changing. They considered this. The island changed often. Little changes, like the weather or the leader of a Skakdi tribe. But those changes didn't touch the status quo. Truthfully, they found it hard to notice those changes. This seemed bigger. And perhaps there would be new things to see. New beings to meet. To change. They let go of the branch. They seemed to touch the earth immediately, like they had fallen before they let go. Turning to the north, they began gradually to lope through the marsh.

IC: Lueiji - Northern Deserts Lueiji taps his chin. "Guess I hadn't thoughta that... really could be this guy, huh? You think there's a chance we'll find any answers?" @Edelgard @Toru Nui @xccj @ZippyWharrgarbl

IC: Skyra Daring - Metru Koro - Skyra put a hand on Keitara's shoulder. "Don't worry, once you've eaten a cheeseburger you'll feel a lot better! And hopefully less pale." @Keeper of Kraata@Conway@EmperorWhenua@TL01 NUVA IC: Vashni - Metru-Koro - "Kilo, it's good to see you again." Vashni greeted the Kralhi. It was almost a miracle that they were all back together again like this. "How's island life been treating you?" @Tarn @pokemonlover360 @~Xemnas~ @Onaku @Harvali

IC: Mahryo - Northern Deserts "Not at all, I'm afraid!" Mahryo rubbed the back of his head, feeling rather sheepish. "We've all forgotten everything, you see. All of our memories gone! Clearly the work of another dastardly villain - perhaps even this 'Takadox' fellow!" @Toru Nui@ZippyWharrgarbl@xccj@Jakura Nuva

IC: Nale Vella - "Po-Koro" Nale winced. "Yeah, yep...just a little." @Biological Chronicler IC: Jutori - Metru-Koro "Kilo!" Jutori suddenly perked up at the sight of the Kralhi. They had a regular reunion going on here! Every member of the original Archives group was present--some a little different physically, like the now-Toa Jutori and Atamai, but still the same people. It was like taking part in the disk hunt all over again, except this time they weren't in Metru Nui, Turaga Dume and God were dead, and they were in Zakaz. Exactly like the disk hunt. @Snelly@~Xemnas~@Onaku@Harvali@pokemonlover360 IC: Datrox Karvan - Navu's Hut My eyes cast down to the floor for a moment. We'd felt safer here in the camps, away from the remains of the League and whatever may lie in the Zakazian wilderness, but the truth was we were still as susceptible to threats as always. If those remnants were to come here... "I cannot say, nor would I like to entertain the thought at the moment. Just know you are in safe hands here, and if it were to happen...I would defend this village with my life." @Toru Nui

I'm saying it can be highly beneficial to Bionicle as a narrative because of the added creative freedom. It doesn't need to go that route, but if it did, it would open up new storytelling venues and remove unnecessary baggage, which I've explained in a previous post. We're talking about a hypothetical scenario where Bionicle exists without a toyline and the story comes first. My point is that there are lots of franchises that consist solely of the work of fiction used to deliver their narrative and nothing else, save for some merch which other companies acquired the rights to sell. ...because of Greg's personal failures as a writer and decision to give up entirely. Unless you mean the financial viability of the story and not its quality; in which case, Lego didn't even try to profit from the serials, so that's the chief reason why they didn't produce any moolah.

I didn't necessarily mean Faber, just anyone qualified. Hopefully, Faber has the sense to hire a writer who has proven his/her mettle. And it's quite likely that nobody in charge of IFB actually put in any, well...effort into the thing. I feel like apathy more than incompetence was the driving force there. I hope not, subscription models are incredibly sleazy. Just let me buy the game once and charge me for DLC/skins/whatever, as long as it's not P2W or lootboxes. So...P2W? Imma pass, chief.

Teridax is teleported to Star Wars right after his "I am the ground you walk on speech" but before Mata Nui is expelled from his body. He is teleported into his 2003 body. Also if the other Makuta are the Grand Moffs then the imperial remnant/warlords/First Order just got lot scarier.

Thank you!

Why Tren Krom? Because he can kill someone just by blinking, I assume? I'd also like to point out two flaws. The first flaw is in the prompt: while it specifies exactly which point in Star Wars history Teridax is dropped into the Star Wars universe, it doeasn't say at what point in BIONICLE history Teridax is plucked out of the BIONICLE universe. Experience and character development can affect the decisions he makes in this story. The second flaw is in my interpretation: it assumes that Teridax decides to go with Palpatine's full plan, and also assumes the Republic wins the war. Teridax is not Palpatine. There are significant personality differences. For example, all Teridax cares about is conquest. Palpatine, on the other hand, enjoys the high life. He loves fine cuisine and fancy entertainment like operas and ballets. He is vain and places much value in physical possessions (he wears expensive clothes and collects valuable artwork and historical relics). He is also somewhat dedicated to the Sith religion and has much reverence for the Force (albeit for the wrong reasons). This means Palpatine answers to a power higher than himself; Teridax does not (that was the whole point behind usurping Mata Nui). Therefore, even if he goes with Palpatine's plan, I shouldn't have assumed the Separatists lost.

Palpatine is teleported to the Great Spirit Robot where he is quickly killed by Tren Krom. Teridax does not have to fight him.

Well, all Makuta can possess robotic bodies, right? So this is what happens (footnotes included for any problems): Palpatine is from a very rich family on Naboo, not to mention the system's Senator for the Galactic Republic. He's got lots of money to begin with, any resources available to the Sith, plus he's an influential politician. He probably has a bunch of staff working for him, which would include droids and computers. This is where Teridax comes in. As for having no knowledge of the Star Wars universe at first, Teridax is pretty resourceful and can probably deduce things about both the universe and Palpatine fairly quickly.* Teridax possesses one of Palpatine's droid workers (or computers, if he can do that; there weren't really any traditional "computers" in BIONICLE), and commissions a Human Replica Droid that looks like Palpatine.** The android would ostensibly be meant for security purposes, as a decoy to protect the Senator from violent protesters, angry political opponents and would-be assassins. Provided Palpatine simply disappears as soon as Teridax appears, this could all be done immediately, but if not, Teridax would have to "dispose" of the real Palpatine. An epic battle would have to ensue. Can lightsabers cut through protosteel? If so, would the blade cause the antidermis to ignite? And since Makuta don't natively exist in the Star Wars universe, would Teridax be connected to the Force or be affected by Force-based attacks once he got there? He can't be choked, obviously, because he doesn't have lungs anymore, but what about lightning? Anyway, let's assume Terry kills Palps, destroys the body without a trace, hides his armor and begins controlling the HRD. He has another problem on his hands now: Darth Plagueis, master of Darth Sidious, a.k.a. Senator Palpatine. Surely Plagueis would sense his apprentice's death, and possibly even his absence if he simply disappeared. And once they met, he would surely be able to sense that Teridax was not the real Palpatine. This would also apply to Darth Maul, and possibly to any Jedi that has met or spent any significant amount of time with Palpatine. That also brings us back to the Force: if Teridax lacks Force connection, then any trained Force user would be able to detect (or, rather, not detect) it.*** As far as actually using the Force to reassure Plagueis and Maul, it should be obvious that Teridax can't do so. He does, however, have tons of Kraata powers, so maybe he can fake them somehow, though that wouldn't be much use in training Maul. Anyway, let's assume**** the rest of The Phantom Menace and its concurrent events go as they would. Teridax, like Palpatine, ousts Valorum, is elected Supreme Chancellor, and kills Plagueis that night. Darth Maul dies (well, as far as anyone knows...) and Naboo gives the Trade Federation the boot. The Jedi learn that the Sith still exist (though technically, in the context of this story, they actually don't because Teridax isn't one of them), and are on the lookout for Sidious. Around this time, Master Dooku leaves the Jedi Order and accepts his birthright as Count of Serenno. This is where things start to fall apart for the rest of the prequel era: Teridax doesn't care about the Force, so why would he accept Dooku as his Sith apprentice?***** Let's just say he does to keep up the "Darth Sidious" part of the facade (after all, the Trade Federation took orders from Sidious, so they'd expect to hear back from him). The Confederacy of Independent Systems forms as expected, and the Clone Wars start. Maybe this is right up Teridax's alley: Palpatine was essentially in control of both warring factions, so whether the Republic or Separatists won, so did Palpatine. Teridax loves trickery, deceit and manipulation. But then there's the whole "secret Sith Lord" subplot. Like I said, Teridax doesn't care about the Force, so why would he try to seduce Anakin into replacing Dooku as his Sith apprentice? Well, continuing Sith tradition isn't the only benefit to this: Anakin also effectively wiped out the mainstream Jedi Order. The Jedi would be a threat to Teridax, and once it was clear the Republic was winning the war and "Palpatine" (rather than "Sidious") would be the victorious leader, he'd want them out of the picture. Besides, Teridax liked using pawns. Vakama, Ahkmou, the Piraka and the Toa Mahri, anyone? But on to our next obstacle: Mace Windu and his Jedi posse. Mace comes to arrest "Palpatine" for being a Sith Lord. Teridax has to keep up the ruse in order to convince Anakin to join the "Sith" so he can wipe out the Jedi for Teridax. This means Teridax must engage four Jedi Masters, led by legendary lightsaber warrior Mace Windu, in lightsaber combat. Now, Teridax is a decent combatant, and he's smart and catches on to things quickly, but at this point he's never used a lightsaber in his life, other than maybe in some non-lethal duels with his sham apprentices. How's he going to defeat four Jedi Masters using this weapon, and without using his true powers? I guess we just have to assume he does defeat the first three, and Mace beats him back until Anakin arrives. Well, the rest goes as expected: Anakin kills Mace and becomes Darth Vader, he kills everyone left in the Jedi Temple, then goes to Mustafar and kills the Separatist leaders. "Palpatine" appears before the Senate, disfigured (the only difference here being the combined heat of Mace Windu's lightsaber and Teridax's chain lightning masquerading as force lightning melted the droid's plastic Palpatine face) and kills democracy to thunderous applause by converting the Republic into the Empire. Obi-Wan follows Anakin to Mustafar and they have their duel over the lava. Obi-Wan has the high ground and Anakin tries it. Anakin loses his limbs and falls in the lava, which terribly disfigures him and Obi-Wan leaves him for dead. And this is where everything changes. Teridax does not come to Mustafar and Anakin dies. The Brotherhood comes to the galaxy and the Imperial government is quickly dismantled. The Senate is dissolved immediately, rather than 19 years later, and replaced with the Brotherhood members. In order to keep the loyalty of the public and, more importantly, the military, Teridax still gives control of the systems to the Grand Moffs, but the real Grand Moffs have been quietly disposed of and replaced with, you guessed it, more Human Replica Droids designed to look like them, which are then possessed by the other Makuta. Eventually, the Clone Troopers grow too old and are retired. But instead of recruiting Imperial citizens as Stormtroopers, Rahkshi and Visorak become the military might of the Empire. They couldn't do this while the Grand Army was still in commission, because these creatures were clearly alien to the universe. The Clone Troopers would know something was out of place and could have posed a threat. Basically, at this point, it's the Empire in name only, and the Brotherhood of Makuta is running the show. But the original Empire had some good ideas, thinks Teridax, and he wants to be rid of those pesky other Makuta at some point so he doesn't have to share. I haven't read it, but there was a story in the original EU where IG-88 transfers his mind into the second Death Star's computer system. He essentially becomes the Death Star, a giant, mobile space vessel capable of devastating destruction. He had total control over the entire station, and only complied with the Imperials' commands because he didn't want them to know it yet. This should sound familiar, because that's pretty much what Teridax did with the Great Spirit Robot. If Teridax can possess a Death Star, he's basically on top of the world and doesn't need the other Makuta. But during all this, there's still room for the Rebel Alliance to form. And remember what the Rebels did to the Death Star twice? When I read "Teridax in the Star Wars Universe," I almost immediately made a parallel between Teridax/GSR and IG-88/Death Star II, so that's really what I was building up to and so I guess this is the end. Anyway, thanks for reading my long, dumb rambling. Thank you and good night... *Except Teridax speaks Matoran, not Basic, so he couldn't just read up on history or eavesdrop on people's conversations; he would literally have to observe, by watching people, to learn about the universe, and learn Basic the same way (and even if he brought a Rau with him, it wouldn't work on languages not invented by the Great Beings). Hey, Krahka learned Matoran over the course of a few hours, so at least we know certain Matoran Universe beings are capable of learning new languages really, really fast. **According to Wookieepedia, however, Human Replica Droids were not perfected until after the Empire was already established. Let's just say this is a prototype. ***There are beings like this in the original Star Wars Expanded Universe ("Star Wars Legends"). They're called "voids" and are able to prevent Force users from tracking them via the Force, and people who meet them are often unable to recall what they look like after parting with them. (Note that while voids have no apparent connection to the Force, they are, in fact, connected to it, as being a void is an inherent Force ability affiliated with the Dark Side.) So maybe the Jedi can consider Palpatine a void now, though that should make them immediately suspicious anyway. ****It's inappropriate to start two paragraphs exactly the same way, but it's late at night and I don't care right now. *****Of course Palpatine, while caring about the Force, only followed the Rule of Two as tradition. In both Legends and Disney canon, he had absolutely no intention of being replaced by his apprentice or even dying at all. Also, like Maul, training Dooku in the Dark Side of the Force is going to be hard when Teridax has no way of using the Force.

IC: Reliable Narrator | Metru-Koro A tiny lizard listening to the conversation between the vortixx and the others in the ramshackle shantytown built over the graves of their lizard people grew deeply concerned about the vortixx saying, "a friend I own." But then, she was just a lizard. An educated lizard educated at a lizard school, but a she was still just a lizard. Maybe the bigger you got, the more you lost sight of the fact that ownership is a system of conscious thought dependent on self-awareness and the concept of separation from other things. Maybe being closer to the great fluffy sky cotton the birds called clouds increased one's sense of self importance. "By becoming self-aware, you gain ownership of reality; in becoming real, you become the master of both inner and outer life," her mentor Deepak Chopra wrote in one of his self-help books. Perhaps the vortixx sought to own themselves and placed this desire into their friends? She got distracted by a fly and wandered off into the grasses behind the boulder she'd been sunbathing on. She had more important educated lizard business to attend to anyways.

That, basically. I tried to covering that a couple of days ago in a long post, but couldn't make it work and gave up. You've just summed up everything I wanted to say, and in just two sentences!

That would make a fine addition to his...COLLECTION

If I remember right a shadow hand absorbs the powers of whoever the Makuta absorbs so hypothetically all a Makuta has to do is shadow hand some random Jedi and gain force powers. He would probably tell him the Tragedy of Makuta Miserex the Wise.

If he would still benefit from it. Bear in mind, Terry works for himself and sees everyone as a pawn; he likely wouldn't care about the dark side or any higher order of the universe, and it's hard to see him reciting the Tragedy of Darth Plagueis the Wise.

In a close up fight, Makuta has his Rahkshi powers to overwhelm almost anyone in Star Wars. But from a distance, he would easily be zapped by a Death Star, Holdo Maneuver, Legend's Galaxy Gun, etc... Star Wars has a multitude of super weapons that would just blast Makuta from afar. My guess is Makuta would lay low for a bit. He's what, about three or four meters tall in his titan form? He'd probably look just like an advanced binary load lifter, and he could hide as a droid; disguised in the world until he learned enough to know if he could make his move. If he needed to fight, his powers would allow him to obliterate any foe... but he'd probably want to keep a low profile and not draw attention to his abilities. Without energized protodermis, I don't know if Terry could build any Rahkshi to raise an army, but his ability to take over machine bodies could help him hide in droids and convert them to his plans. He would live for thousands of generations past the human lifespan, allowing him to observe and plot much longer than even ideologies such as the Jedi and the Sith could be around. Remember by the point we see Makuta in the main Bionicle story, he is already older than almost the entire history of Star Wars even in the Legends continuity. As long as Makuta doesn't choose to live on a place like Aldderran, Hosnian Prime or Kajimi... he'll be fine.

Terry is a master manipulator and would likely just do as Sheev did; or try to. He'd struggle to really get anything done if he knows nothing about the SW universe, since he needed an intimate understanding of the GSR to know how to take over from the inside. What I wanna know is, can GSR residents be force-capable?

well... I Hate Ninjago Now... THANKS @Sir Keksalot!