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  1. Asked for someone in my class to give me a ride to school in 11th grade because I missed the bus. We skipped the rest of the morning and just talked about Bionicle in his car.
  2. It's best just to ignore distance in Bionicle altogether, the proportions of the GSR set Spherus Magna at such a preposterously large size for a rocky planet that it's impossible for life to form and thrive on it. If I'm remembering right the GSR is about the height of the earth. Teridax traveling from India to Siberia within a day is just something we have to live with.
  3. Definitely one of my favorite homemade versions of the plushes! The way you used different materials gives it a really cute scrappiness, like it's something the Matoran would've actually made on the island.
  4. I can't imagine that TLG would be interested in the franchise after how gen 2 performed with sales. I'm pessimistic about it for now, especially considering the community's past with fake leaks and rumors. If it is true I hope nobody gets fired from their lego store job for leaking set names again.
  5. I think I could take care of the upper-class villain if you'd like.
  6. Repair Nektann is pretty hot tbh. I'd love to form a lasting and meaningful relationship with them, they strike me as a trustworthy, loyal, and honest individual. I most certainly have a shared biological interest with them, and I believe that in our relationship there will be a lot of meaningful personal sacrifice.
  7. Can we take a minute and admire how this topic has at least doubled this subforum's activity in one day? also I can't decide between Gaaki and Gresh, they're both lovely characters
  8. Not sure if this has been discussed before since it seems to be kind of an obvious question. But anyway, the map of the Matoran universe released in official material suggests that Artakha was located on the western side of the northern continent, about where one might expect the GSR's shoulder or bicep to be located. The problem with this location is that Artakha, the mythical lost land that hasn't been explored since Tobduk took out everybody who knew how to get there, is a straight line away from the northern continent, assuming that it's on the shoulder. If it's somewhere in the arm, a passage up and over wouldn't be very hard considering how it would still be relatively close to whatever docks or ports would be on the northern continent. And the Federation of Fear gang was able to somehow get to Tren Krom's island without stumbling upon Artakha, or at least if they did it wasn't mentioned in the account. So how is all of this supposed to add up?
  9. *throws a Kung Fu Panda happy meal toy into a dish drainer*

    1. McNugget

      McNugget

      as long as you don't throw away my Bee Movie happy meal toys

  10. Wow, this picture is dynamic. The diagonal motion of the picture really works well with the left foot positioning, it really gives the impression of her propelling herself sideways from the ground. Nicely done!
  11. Word! They were simple and quite basic, but I remember liking them back in the day. If nothing else, the entire series had interesting weapon designs, and the latter waves with more armor pieces had some great parts for MOCing, and overall had nice designs. I was always bothered that the helmets of the earlier ones weren't compatible with Bionicle heads, but alas. A CCBS take on KK would be pretty neat, as the aesthetic fits it well, and we'd finally get some neat fantasy/medieval armor parts instead of the overwhelming amount of sci-fi elements that mostly populate the system. Proposal seconded-it'd be nice to see what they could do with the theme years down the line. Knight's Kingdom was the very first Lego theme that I was invested in. I'd do anything to see them bring back that lovely cast of characters.
  12. BS01 only has a limited amount of information on the Makoki Stone after the Great Rescue: Did the Turaga keep them? Or were they scattered throughout the island like the masks? And if the case was the latter, why would they do that to such an important artifact? Furthermore, when it was created by the dissident Toa to record information on the Brotherhood, why did they give it the ability to function as a key? And if that was added later on by the Rahaga, why did they chose that out of all things to act as a key for the Mask of Light?
  13. This is kind of late, but I like the self portrait.
  14. I actually like this. The Glatorian species really interested me, especially because of the taxonomy of sub-species that they have with the Skrall and Agori (and Vorox if you can count them as such). This only adds to the depth of that structure, which I really like.
  15. I think that we can all agree that the First Republic of Spain was a Meme State.

    1. Toa Imrukii

      Toa Imrukii

      It was short lived. I don't even know much about it.

  16. CHAPTER 2 A female Onu-Matoran named Andaleus opened the flap on the newspaper stand and pulled out the latest copy of The Synthesis, the paper that she wrote for. Just as planned, her article was placed in a nice column slot on the front page. She frowned as she saw that the stack for The Onu-Metro Report, their biggest competitor, had sold at least four times more copies than they had. “Of course they did,” she muttered as she saw their highly sensationalist tabloid-esque headlines. She kept on her way as she thumbed through the paper. One article, a retrospective of the civil conflict thus far, particularly peaked her interest. It all started when Ta-Metru barges were bombed by Po-Matoran members of a sculptors’ guild turned militant rebel faction called the Friends of Po-Metru (FPM). While it was shocking, it wasn’t unexpected; tensions between Ta-Metru and Po-Metru had been bristling for years now. Most of the drama was tied around competing markets. Both of the districts had historically been heavily invested in the manufacturing sector, and in recent years competition skyrocketed because disruptions in foreign trade routes (such as Stelt and Xia) brought a poverty wave throughout the city. ‘The problem, however, was not simply restricted to market competition,’ contemplated Andaleus to herself. ‘The problem is their bosses.’ All of the Matoran bosses, who were already wicked people in their own right thanks to their rampant labor exploitation, managed to cultivate a unique-cross Metru hatred among their labor force. Whenever sales fell, the Po-Matoran boss would blame it on the Ta-Metru goods, and vice-versa, whether or not that was actually the case. The governments of the Metrus soon caught onto this as well. Politicians managed to appease their people by “protecting the Metru’s markets from Ta/Po-Matoran influences,” and so on. Labor unions, which were once instruments of cross-elemental solidarity among the working class soon became the mouthpiece of this sentiment. Ta and Po workers’ unions soon became more focused on beating out their rivals in the opposite Metru than they were on advocating for the rights of workers within their district. The entire process was bizarre. Andaleus had the privilege of covering most of the conflict leading up to the May Days. As their name suggested, the May Days began on May 5th, about a month prior to the present day. It was on that day that the FPM bombed the Ta-Metru barges. It was an attack motivated by nothing but false conspiracy: a lie perpetuated by the bosses to make their workers slave over their work for longer and harder hours, motivated by zealous desire to outdo their opponent district. The government of the Ta-Metru district immediately reacted with sanctions against Po-Metru (although there were already plenty of sanctions in place already, but it was a nice PR move). The government of Po-Metru played the victim card, saying that it was unfair that all of Ta-Metru sanctioned Po-Metru’s private and public sectors, despite the attack being carried out by a small handful of radicals. As it turned out, the “small handful of radicals” wasn’t actually that small, since countless demonstrations erupted all across the Metru in support of the FPM and in condemnation of Ta-Metru’s sanctions. Counter-demonstrations emerged on the Ta-Metru side as well. Commissioner Kath, the Turaga-appointed governor of Ta-Metru, authorized the creation of a “Civil Guard,” which was a conglomerate of several reactionary labor unions that were given free armaments by the district government to “protect Ta-Matoran interests.” The ports of Ta-Metru became a bit of a war zone in the following week. Po-Matoran, in collaboration with some seedy Ga-Matoran smugglers, were able to sneak bombs and other explosives onto Ta-Matoran barges and transport vessels, resulting in the deaths of upwards of a hundred deckhands and dock workers. Meanwhile, the Civil Guard went on a bit of a witch hunt within Ta-Metru’s borders, arresting almost every Po-Matoran they could find, whether they be there on business trips, visiting friends, or any other reason. Over 20 Po-Matoran were detained and beaten by the Civil Guards as a result of the growing paranoia. Le-Metru was one of the first districts to call this out, with Commissioner Mreza denouncing Kath’s programs. Le-Metru was hit with sanctions shortly afterwards. After a few days of grotesque political juggling between the two districts, Commissioner Jixlin of Po-Metru eventually received an unfriendly notification from the desk of Commissioner Kath that if he did not outlaw the FPM within the next day, he would declare open war on the organization. This was when things got even more complicated than they already were. Jixlin issued a decree to outlaw the FPM, despite the fact that he didn’t actually order any of the District Police to do anything about them. Regardless, this proved to be an opportune excuse for the FPM to declare war on the government of Po-Metru. They took up arms and stormed into the southern peninsula of the district, seized control of the chutes that linked Po-Metru to the Coliseum, and declared themselves to be an independent district, known as “Real Po-Metru.” They also claimed to have control of the rest of the district as well. This finally prompted Jixlin to mobilize the District Police against them. It was during these events that the distinction between the FPM-occupied territory and the government-occupied territory arose; the FPM declared themselves as the “Real Po-Metru,” while the district government was known by the public as the “Official Po-Metru.” This distinction was, at least, more common in Po, Le, and Ko-Metru, where sentiment for the FPM and the Real Po-Metru were higher than in Onu, Ga, and Ta-Metru, where the standard title of “FPM” and “Po-Metru government” were used more frequently. A Po-Matoran named Lohksun, who was previously operating as a field commander for the FPM, declared herself as the real Commissioner of Po-Metru, after being approved by a popular vote of FPM members. With Real Po-Metru occupying the southern peninsula and Commissioner Lohksun decrying the legitimacy of Commissioner Jixlin, Official Po-Metru was effectively cut off from trading goods with the Coliseum, which severely endangered their commodity trade with the rest of Metru Nui and the universe. Furthermore, several zealous pro-Ta-Metru Onu-Matoran took it upon themselves to tamper with the chutes connecting Official Po-Metru to Onu-Metru to show their solidarity with Real Po-Metru, however they were quickly shut down by Commissioner Heidakama of Onu-Metru. In the growing chaos, Commissioner Kath took it upon himself to finally mobilize the Civil Guard against Real Po-Metru. Hundreds of conscripts put down their factory tools and picked up weapons as they poured through the Ta-Metru chutes into the Coliseum stormed across the land bridge to the southern Po-Metru peninsula, where they engaged the FPM in street combat. At first the FPM had the advantage since they knew the land better and had already set up barricades in the streets to protect against such an event. However the Ta-Matoran had better weapons and greater numbers, and were able to push them back within about three days. On the third day the first death of the battle was declared: a young Po-Matoran named Tuku died while he was attempting to sneak across a street intersection and was shot by a Civil Guard who was perched in a window of a factory. Tuku’s death was widely reported across Po-Metru by the FPM, and many Po-Matoran rushed out of Official Po-Metru and into Real Po-Metru to avenge the death of their kinsman. This influx in numbers was able to stop the Civil Guards from continuing their advance, however they were only able to reclaim a minimal amount of territory afterwards. They also lost a key building to the District Police of Official Po-Metru when they launched a pyrrhic attack from the north, however the factory they were fighting over was so badly damaged in the conflict that it was of no practical use to the District Police after they seized control of it. On the fourth day of the street battle in Real Po-Metru, Commissioner Kath of Ta-Metru effectively betrayed what little trust he had built up with Commissioner Jixlin, named both Real Po-Metru and Official Po-Metru as “rump states,” declared the Civil Guard-occupied Po-Metru territory as the “Lawful Po-Metru,” and nominated one of his generals, a Ta-Matoran named Aft, as its Commissioner. So by the time Andaleus was skimming through her paper, the headache-inducing situation looked like this: Three political entities were claiming to be the legitimate governing bodies over the district of Po-Metru: the native governmental authority of Official Po-Metru, the FPM-occupied Real Po-Metru, and the Civil Guard-occupied Lawful Po-Metru. Three Matoran were claiming to be the Commissioners of all of Po-Metru: Jixlin of Official Po-Metru, Lohksun of Real Po-Metru, and Aft of Lawful Po-Metru, who was essentially a puppet of Kath of Ta-Metru. Only one outside Metru had taken any action in regards to these events, which was when Commissioner Mreza of Le-Metru denounced the Civil Guard’s treatment of Po-Matoran who were within Ta-Metru borders. Andaleus sighed and tucked the paper away into her backpack. The entire situation was horrendous.
  17. Whoops, looks like I forgot to make a review topic for it. Oh well, here it is a few days late. Main topic.
  18. Alright, so the past 4 (?) epics I"ve written haven't gotten past 5 chapters, and so far I've only managed to complete one. So this time I'm sticking strictly to the canon so I'll have more to work with. Review topic. CHAPTER 1 The peninsula was beautiful. The lovely blend of rolling hills covered with tall grasses and wildflowers with patches of dense forest created a dazzling feast for the eyes of the observer. Oh, how beautiful it was. The Mukaus were gently grazing on the fields, and various other Rahi were milling about. The entire scene was the ultimatum of peace. And then it vanished. The vision passed as quickly as it had come, like a firework. He who saw this vision, a Le-Matoran, returned to his reality, where he was plummeting through the icy cold air of Ko-Metru’s residential district at night. He mentally activated the rocket that was strapped to his back and turned his torso upward. The rocket’s counter momentum slowed his descent until his feet just barely scraped the roof of his target building, at which point he deactivated the rocket. The building in question was a sprawling apartment block. It could be described as one of Ko-Metru’s “slums,” since this is where most of the working class Matoran lived, however the living standard of Ko-Metru was one of the highest in the city, second only to Ga-Metru. A Le-Metru rat like himself would have killed for an apartment of this quality. He folded in the large wings that were attached on either side of his rocket and approached the maintenance door to give it a test. It was locked. Unfazed, he pulled his sword out of its sheath and twisted a knob on the pommel of the hilt. The blade began to turn red hot and the air around it shimmered. Once it had blazed white, he plunged it into the door and carved out a circle. After doing so he removed it and deactivated the heating element. The Matoran then slid a pair of gloves on that were lined with suction cups. He gently applied pressure to the area within the circle until he heard the distinctive sound of the suction cups attaching to the surface of the door. He then pulled back, slid the chunk of metal out of the door frame, and placed it on the ground next to him. After climbing through the door, he found himself in a long hallway. Thick metal doors with plexiglass rectangular windows lined either side, and they were each assigned with a five digit number that began with 23, in correspondence with the floor that this was on. There was obviously no attempt made at furnishing the hallway, as the ceiling and walls were bare sheets of rusted iron. Air, gas, and water pipes were exposed, and there were some loose wires dangling about here and there, some of which may have been live. It goes to show how horrible the quality of life was elsewhere in the city if this kind of building was seen as a luxury. The Le-Matoran tip-toed his way down the hall until he came to a door marked “23480.” He unsheathed his sword and repeated the same process that he did for the main door, however this time he kept the heat much lower to prevent excess light from filtering around the building. It took much longer, but it was still possible. After he entered the apartment, he crept through the living room and through the short hallway that lead to the bedroom. His target was soundly sleeping. As he crept towards the bed, he observed her: a Ta-Matoran wearing a Kanohi Matatu fashioned in its noble form. He carefully slid his sword out of its sheath and turned on the heating element. He raised it above his head, ready to end her life with a clean cut. But he didn’t. Instead he turned around and lowered his sword. Sighing, he walked towards a desk on the other side of the room. On it was an assortment of papers and leaflets. He then remembered why he was sent here to kill her: she was a propagandist. She was creating fliers, pamphlets, and other forms of propaganda in Ko-Metru to dissuade the Ko-Matoran from supporting Po-Metru in the war. He knew how vital his mission was. If Ko-Metru sided with Ta-Metru, it would all be over for Le-Metru. Their allies in Po-Metru might be able to win the support of Ga-Metru, but because of Le-Metru’s location, it was almost guaranteed that there would be Ta-Metru partisans marching through their streets in a month’s time. In one swift motion, he cranked up the heating element on his sword, turned around, and sliced the blade through the Ta-Matoran, and cutting the bed below her in half. Not talking any time to contemplate what he had done, he turned the flaming sword to the table and held it over the stacks of papers, incinerating them. He searched the other rooms in the apartment and destroyed all other pamphlets and fliers that he could find. Afterwards he left and flew out of the building. As he soared through the night sky, he wept.
  19. Irrie

    The Irrationale

    Sorry, PGS applications have already closed. But I could use you as a minor character if you'd like. Also, 2 new comics: Comic 9: Roll Comic 10: Current Events
  20. Post-ironically browsing Bionicle memes in the "advice animals" format has become a bit of a worrying hobby of mine.

    1. Toa Imrukii

      Toa Imrukii

      Show me how to find the memes, I request an epic quest.

    2. Irrie

      Irrie

      Just google "bionicle memes," and after picking through some of those trash ifunny ones that were a thing last year you'll find the really trashy top-bottom text ones.

  21. Wow, these are very nice! I might even use some of these as inspiration for some fanart in the future, if you don't mind. I really like the Vahki model in particular.
  22. Irrie

    DREAMS

    Kinda reminds me of this dashcam video from Russia that I saw where a lady got into a guy's car after a taxi driver stole her purse and he chased him down and got her stuff back. Then she stayed in his car and they started flirting. It was quite a surreal experience.
  23. Irrie

    The Irrationale

    So soon? this might be too quick of a jump there Irrie. And Shadow would totally want to make a snarky joke somehow that would leave everyone uncomfortable and him giggling I totally would. In fact, I've been on a roll with puns all day. Anyway, I'll bet that experience will be forever embedded in Oko's mind. ....Scratch that, my beautiful run has apparently ended. That one sucked. This...this will lead to some developments. I can see it now. Anyway, Comic 8 is now out. Not quite sure where I'll take the plot after this, but here's hoping it's somewhere funny.
  24. Even if it is a dying platform, I don't see what the real issue is here. Communities always lose people. Hypothetically, if something terrible happens and we get down to like 10 members, I've been in plenty of online communities that survive surprisingly well with a small group of regular users. I honestly don't think that BZPower will ever reach such a state, especially if we start branding ourselves to the larger Lego audience, but at the same time continuing to appeal to the older Bionicle fans.
  25. I guess that I should let you all know that in my hiatus from BZPower I've decided to go trans. So female pronouns now, thx.

    1. Bonkle

      Bonkle

      Mad respect. But can I still use "boi" when you say something stupid? :P

    2. Irrie

      Irrie

      As always, b o i.

    3. Toa Imrukii

      Toa Imrukii

      I wish you the best my friend.

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