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IC: "This place has gone to the Rahi. They say this place is the most beautiful place in Mata Nui, that's a bunch of gukko dung. It's just a lot of water, what's so beautiful about liquid?" Grievhu said to a matoran. The matoran ignored him and ran to his hut. Shedding tears. "Run and cry wimp, it's the truth. Wait, who's that?" He has seen some sort of another toa. OOC: Does anyone want to interact with Grievhu? I'm loving this concept and I adore writing these posts. IC: Grievhu stumbled over to the bay, and ran into a Ta-Matoran. "Um, hello." The Ta-Matoran said in a soft voice. "Don't be nervous, I won't hurt you." Grievhu reassured. "No, it's just that, it's an honor to meet you, sir. Toa Grievhu, isn't it?" The matoran spoke. Grievhu jumped. He had never been recognized or acknowledged by a single person in his life. "Oh! Yeah, that's me. Sorry, nobody has ever said those words to me before." Grievhu said. "You're very well known in Ta-Koro, sir! How would I not know of you?!" The matoran exclaimed. "Hold on, I'm known in Ta-Koro? I've never even been to that place. How am I even heard of?" Grievhu questioned. "You aren't going to like this, but you're known for your bounties sir." The matoran explained. "Ok, first off, stop calling me sir. Second, what's your name?" Grievhu asked. "Kyurani." The matoran muttered. "Huh?" Grievhu said. "I said, KYURANI. GET IT RIGHT YOU DENSE PIECE O-. Wait, what have I just done. I just mouthed off a toa. I'm screwed. I'm so very sorry sir, didn't mean to snap at you." Kyurani exclaimed "Come with me, little guy. I have to show you something. Something... interesting." Grievhu responded calmly.

IC: "Waking up in the morning, soft lily pads about, merchants selling supplies, just feels so... Boring." Grievhu muttered while walking around Ga-Koro. "There's no point in being here if there's no action, it's like they told everyone to not do or say anything bad and stick a sock in it." "There might be more toa around, but I'm not here to make friends, like I was ever supposed to be here in the first place." He actually secretly wanted some friends, his life was meaningless to him, and the vast world among him just felt dull. "Might as well just wait until someone acknowledges me as a being, instead of just some hulking 'hero' seeking to save the world, because I'm not." OOC: Sorry guys, this is my first time text RPing, hopefully I did well.

Name: Grievhu Species: Once a Ta-Matoran, now Toa Appearance: Quote from Grievhu, "I'm lanky, what else can I say? My arms and legs are red, and my torso is maroon. My face was singed in a fierce battle against a nemesis and getting knocked in lava. One of my eyes is dark red and bloodshot from injuries, while the other is clear. My legs have weak bones, and my head is very sturdy. My hands are very big, but not humongous. Since I'm very tall, I'm very easy to knock down, but don't underestimate me while i'm down, as I can get back up in a flash. I wear a grey and gold chestplate, as my torso is very weak. You might be asking, *ahem*, "How did you get a singed face if your power is fire?" That was when I was still getting used to the whole Toa thing. I didn't even know how to use my weapon! I had to cross WATER to get out." Gender: Male Powers and Weapon: Grievhu has the power fire, and wields a blade of lava and magma. He also has a knife of burns, just in case some things go awry. Weaknesses: Legs and neck, and also water and ice. He's sometimes a little too cocky, and that goes to his head. A LOT. Alignment: Grievhu fights for good and money, and is a well known guy around Ga-Koro. He has connections with other toa and bounty hunters, but he doesn't keep in touch with most. History: Quote from Grievhu, "I know not much of my history, all I know is that I woke up in a fragile pod underwater. The water was rushing in from all sides, and I was only a little matoran. I found an exit and swam out, my skin rippling. Once I had gotten out of the water, I was near a mountain and a beach. Stranded, I didn't know what to do. I had stumbled upon a mask. I had realized that if i put it on, it could be good, or it could be dangerous. I put it on anyway. I had felt myself transforming, and in a second, I became a toa. The rest is just a blur, as I went unconscious on the soft sand. Matoran carried me to their village of Ga-Koro, and I resided there for many years. It is where I am now, and I am thinking about going on an adventure to Po-Wahi. Sometime in the near future, I will begin my travels, eager to explore the vast world I live in." Traits: Quote from Grievhu, "Let's get this straight, okay guy? I'm a hothead, don't make me mad, what will happen is not for the faint of heart. I can be sorrowful at points, but my feelings aren't that diverse. I'm an excellent swordsman, don't forget it. Your little pebbles and punches won't do anything as my blade pierces through your weapons and hands. You can't sneak past me. It's a well known fact that I have keen senses. What, you thought I would be the "intellectual smart guy" from the descriptions I gave? Yeah, you thought wrong. WAY wrong. I'm not a very good people person, not well around crowds, you know? Nervous is a word not far from me. It's not like I'm a preacher or something. The way I see it, I have a mouth, I use it in certain ways. I tell people off, and I can crack jokes, but I'm not a 'formal' speaker. Never been one, never will be. It's not that I hate talking, I love that I was given some freaking vocal chords, but using them in a formal way never boded well with me. I'm good with friends, but I can't make them easily. I don't have that many, though, except for some of the Ga-Matoran, and one special Ta-Matoran. Well, I guess I did kill that waiter that spilled my drink at a bar, but that's not the point. That guy deserved it anyway, spilling my drink, what a piece o-." Later he said some more, "I can be stupid at times, and the bounties on my head are high, but that's not because I'm weak or strong. It's because I never had anybody support me, making me kill without morals. I mean, some of the Ga-Matoran supported me with food and drink, but that wasn't really that much of support. It was measly supplies." Mask: The Kanohi Sanok, the Mask of Accuracy