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Dane

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Year 05
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  • Birthday 08/17/2001

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    less of bionicle these days, i like to watch films. new and old, really. oh, and i like to make them, too.

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  1. IC: Thom - Onu-Metru (Stalking Knichou) Too much commotion. He couldn't see what he'd picked up. Whatever it was, it had annoyed the nearby droids, which was not a good thing. "Always so karzin' nosy, ya Matoran..." Thom sniffed, pushing out the firework ammunition in his revolver in response to the situation brewing up. Retrieving a smoke canister from his cloak, his hand applied a bit of pressure to the ammo container as he pushed it in and twisted with a satisfying click. Behind the iron sights, Thom's pupil glowed and flickered, marking himself a target. His claw gently squeezed the trigger. With a spectacular hissing sound, a small metal gas grenade filled with black smoke flew from the underbarrel of the revolver, headed for one of the Vahkis in pursuit.
  2. IC: Thom - Onu-Metru (Spying on the targets at the crime scene) Laid prone on the rooftops, Thom wasn't far from Waveahk's position. The metal stock pressed against his shoulder as he looked down upon the bunch grouped on the carcass that was once the chief engineer. The Ko-Skakdi's uncovered eye glimmered again as he took note of the identities of the people seeming to take interest in his former hit. Overly vigilant Toa with the rifle. Almost regret not shooting her when I had the chance. The Po-Toa that charged past me and went after Vyarik. Hold on... Behind the iron sights, Thom squinted. Speak of Irnakk, there's Vyarik. Talking with one of the droids. Surprised the Po-Toa didn't beat him into a pulp, but he's got a thing going here, it looks like. And, last but not least. The pipsqueak from before, with the lightstone rifle. Hold on...what's he looking at? The Matoran appeared to be searching Nuparu's body. But...why? What was he looking for? Thom rolled his shoulders, keeping his visible eye locked on the Fe-Matoran. OOC: hi everyone
  3. IC: Thom - Onu-Metru (Searching for Stannis and Knichou) The Skakdi, in the mean time, scrambled up to a rooftop above Waveahk, nearly kicking off a few bricks in the process. He shot the mutant a thumbs up from the high ground.
  4. IC: Thom - Onu-Metru (Near the canal) "Ahright. Fine by me." Revolver back beneath his cloak, he grinned. "But you're doin' the huntin'."
  5. I'm enjoying the quick pace of the game a lot.
  6. IC: Thom - Onu-Metru (Talking with a colleague) "I got out, didn't I? And Nuparu's sleepin' with tha fishes. Not you, ah mean." He shot back, grunting. Thom's claws fiddled with his weapon as he slowly pushed the laser charge out of the revolver, exchanging the cartridge for a six cylindered firework load. Click.
  7. IC: Thom - Onu-Metru (Talking with a "colleague", I guess) He scratched the spines on the back of his head. "Well, bit of a problem. I caught a bit'a heat from tha last bounty. Couple a' Toa, one eyed me up bad." Thom explained. Thom would be lying if he said the thought of his head being blown to pieces by the rifle toting Fa-Toa didn't scare him. Course, at a range, that was a different story...
  8. IC: Thom - Onu-Metru (Still conversing with a fish) "Yeah, yeah, yeah, Imma Dark Hunter, alright? Ya 'ere for the bounty on Stannis or the Matoran?" Munch. Slurp. Munch.
  9. IC: Thom - Onu-Metru (Now conversing with a fish) Karz, how many Hunters did the Shadowed One send? He rolled his jaw, chuckling somewhat passive aggressively. "Karzin' terrible Dark Hunter if ya going around tellin' people that, Fishy. You think erryone's gonna just look past ya swimming around in the canals like some doped up Ga-Matoran?" Thom supposed it made sense that The Shadowed One would hire someone like Waveahk. He always had a penchant for the ugly ones, for an odd reason. CRUNCH. Mango flesh adorned his pearly whites as he chewed on his fruit.
  10. IC: Thom - Onu-Metru (Being accosted by a fish) That took him by surprise, causing him to clumsily step back and close his twitchy claws around his revolver handle under the cloak. Thom's teeth grinded together quite visibly, and audibly for that matter. An amber, judging eye narrowed, accompanied by a sneer. "Wots it to you, fishy?"
  11. Not as of yet, but depending on if I decide to cave and make a new guy, you might soon.
  12. IC: Thom - Onu-Metru (A stroll by the river) After a brief period of contemplation, the Ko-Skakdi had decided to go for a bit of a recon, to check out what was happening. Perhaps even run into that Vyarik. Something in the protodermis river caught his eye, however. "Never 'eard of Takeas in Onu-Metru." He muttered, the uncovered amber eye glimmering as he focused in on the creature swimming around. OOC: Lookin' at Waveahk.
  13. IC: Thom - Onu-Metru (Safe And Sound) Thom put his feet up on the small desk in the darkly lit room that was his assigned "safehouse". He idly pressed on his IStone, checking for recent alerts. A crack ran through the centre of the device. Another bounty, already? A snort, and then a slightly more interested hum as he read the names of the targets. Stannis, a Toa, and Knichou, a Matoran. He was completely unfamilar with either. He pulled up his eyepatch, contemplating things.
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