Toru Nui

*lust for vengeance intensifies*

Well, at least he'll have SOME idea of what's coming...

I'm sure this is the beginning of something wonderful.

"Take his corpse outside for the birds. And put Luroka's name on his name plate."

Wait for it... wait for it...

Part 290: Releasing Tension As the Kuma-Nui ran away in fear it spat out Kopaka, who then tried to wipe off all of the giant rat’s drool. “Graah, disgusting!” “I was aiming for the rest of you, but this works as well.” “What the Karzahni were you thinking!?” “Uh… you’re welcome.” “YOU COULD HAVE HURT ME!!!” “Oh no. Mata Nui forbid you should be injured on this mission to SAVE THE ENTIRE ISLAND. Onua, get into the cave and retrieve Pohatu’s fifth mask. It’s getting dark so we’ll save the last one for tomorrow and sleep here.” “*sigh* Very well…” “Sleep here?” “YES. THAT’S WHAT I SAID, YOU PINBRAIN!!!” “RIGHT here?” “YEEES!!!” “As opposed to the conveniently placed cave right next to us? What reason is there for us not to-“ “OH SWEET ARTAKHA, THERE’S DUNG EEEVEEERYWHEEEREEE!!!” “…Never mind.” “What have we learned? Never question me.” “Tahu, don’t you think we-“ “What did I JUST say, Gali?” “Don’t you think we should get the sixth mask now? We only have about one day before Nuju decides to knock this island back into the Stone Age.” “Aren’t we ALREADY in the Stone Age?” “Then how would we know what the Stone Age IS?” “…Good point.” “Oh come on! You don’t seriously believe that, do you?” “Well YOU believed it yesterday.” “I just FAKING it so you lazy sacks of slime would have some MOTIVATION. Seriously, he’s a TURAGA. He can’t be THAT crazy…” “I don’t know, he DID communicate exclusively in bird noises.” “Then again maybe we should just power through the night.” “WITHOUT SLEEP?! You must be joking!!!” “Aren’t we ALWAYS joking? Or at least, making jokes, intentional or otherwise?” “You’ll do as you’re told, airhead! I have four hundred degrees with your name on it NOW SHUT THE KARZAHNI UP!” “I’m sorry brother, it’s just that I’m highly allergic to things I don’t want to do.” “Come on Lewa, where’s your sense of adventure?” “I exchanged it for common sense.” “*desperately holding back laughter* Y-y-YOU? C-COMMON SENSE? PFFFTHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAH!!!” “See? A non-intentional joke. Even he finds it funny. GAH, WHAT’S THAT SMELL?!” “It’s your new face. Enjoy.” “I have to wear THIS? This smells like the factory fumes of Karzahni itself!!! And I thought Le-Matoran cooking smelled bad.” “SCREW YOU, THAT FOOD WAS DELICIOUS!” BZPOWER GAME OF THRONES SEASON 2 HAS BEGUN GET YOUR SPOTS BEFORE SOMEONE ELSE DOES

Don't trust him! He'll spike your water! Ally with Team Terra, and your safety is guaranteed.

Make me an underground man, please! (i.e. Earth)

I see, as opposed to something that doesn't change? Like war? It's just that... something seems familiar about that stat system... can't quite put my finger on it... maybe...

I thought this would be on the 4th of February. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad it's finally here, but uh... you know.

Why am I Australian?

Right then, excuse me...

Well, all I can say is:

"I can't see, it's too bright!" Vamprah

Part 289: Subplot J “Brains… brains…” “WAIT A MINUTE, AHKMOU? WHAT ARE YOU DOING COATED IN ANTIDERMIS?!” “Brains… bra-Makuta? Oh you suddenly NEED me NOW?” “NO, I JUST-who are you talking too-SHUT THAT TINY LITTLE MIND OF YOURS!” “Oh right, you’re fused with some idiot.” “No seriously, who are you talking too-AHKMOU YOU DOLT! Ahkmou?! But his voice is diff-HE’S USING THE HOLOGUISE. IT’S A LITTLE SOMETHING AN… “ALLY” OF MINE MADE A WHILE AGO. IT CAN DISGUISE THE USER AS ANYTHING THAT IS THE EXACT SAME SIZE. SO A MATORAN CAN DISGUISE ITSELF… AS A MATORAN. Are you being condescending? *GASP* NNNOOO…” “I disguised myself as some idiot Ta-Matoran Guard I know to… to… I don’t know. Reconassaince?” “I HAVE NEARLY OMNISCIENT ON THE ISLAND YOU FOOL, I DON’T NEED A SPY! Omniscient sight? Does this mean we can peek into Ga-Mator-I WON’T LET YOU.” “Well… I just wanna be useful. Somehow. I can’t disguise myself as a Turaga, I don’t have the figure.” “DO NOT CONCERN YOURSELF WITH THOSE DODDERING FOOLS. I ALREADY HAVE ONE OF THEIR NUMBER IN MY CONTROL. Which one is it? IT’S-*GROAN* HOLD ON I HAVE TO TAKE THIS.” “Take what?” “TELEPATHIC CALL. *CLICK* HELLO? …OH GREAT IT’S YOU, WHAT DO YOU WANT? …YOU KNOW THE PLAN, STICK TO IT! GO TO KARDA-I KNOW THEY HATE EACH OTHER! BUT GUESS WHAT? I DON’T GIVE A-GAH, HOLD ON. TEHUTTI, TAKE CONTROL OF THE ZOMBIES FOR ME, THIS COULD TAKE A WHILE. Aw yeah, it’s the Tehuster’s time to shine! DON’T EVER SAY THAT AGAIN.” BUT WHO IS THE TURAGA IN HIS CONTROL LET ME GIVE YOU A HINT IT IS EITHER VAKAMA NOKAMA MATAU ONEWA WHENUA OR NUJU WHAT DID YOU EXPECT ME TO HELPFUL YOU EXPECTED WRONG

Indeed. I haven't even gotten to the really scary stuff yet, such as EVERY OTHER BIONICLE VILLAIN EVER. Except maybe Sidorak. He sucks. Part 288: Burn in Karzahni ROOOAAAR!!! “AAAAAAAAAAH GETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF-“ “Aaah… catharsis at its purest form.” “We have to help him!” “…Why?” “What has he ever done for the team?” “Well he tossed Eliminator off a cliff, and we haven’t seen him since.” “Oh please, he probably just got tired of his constant failure and that was the last straw.” “He also retrieved Ehrye from the asylum, though he MAY have been in there for a reason… like the fact he’s insane.” “And you’re not?” “Of course! Of course I’m sane!!! I’m the sanest man alive!” “That’s just what an insane person WOULD say!!!” “No!!!” *groan* And he ALSO built that ice bridge we used to bypass the Tren Krom Break and get to Ga-Wahi quickly.” “Well I could have built a bridge TOO, you know.” “AND WHY DIDN’T YOU EARLIER???” “You didn’t ask.” “…” “Tahu, are you OK?” “…” “Tahu? Yoohoo!” “…” “Uh…” “WHYISN’TANYONEHELPINGMEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH-“ “…” “I think we broke him.” “Well until Tahu gets his life together, I will be leading our operations from here on out.” “We’re going to perform surgery?” “WHAT? NO!” “I always wanted to do an operation. On a live subject.” “Obvious crazy person is obviously crazy.” “I AM NOT OBVIOUS AND I AM NOT CRAZY SHUT UP.” “HAAAAAAAALPMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-“ “OK, OK, be quiet and let me think.” “Would be a nice change of pace.” “You’re not funny.” “I’M HILARIOUS.” “Especially when you experience pain, you’re REALLY funny then-is Tahu’s skin burning?” “Now that you mention it he appears to be… on fire… maybe we should stand back-“ “BBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!” And all of a sudden, the Kuma-Nui was looking a little bit charred. DID YOU ORDER ORIGINAL RECIPE OR EXTRA CRISPY

I DEFY YOUR CIVILIZATION!

Part 287: Ehrye Voices Even as Antidermis Zombies began roaming the corridors of the Ko-Koro Hotel thanks to a certain Kraata, the four Matoran with swapped bodies thanks to Kylma’s science stuff locked in the basement had gone to sleep since it was late. Well, Vhisola (in Nuhrii’s body) was unconscious, but that’s kind of sleep, right? “Eeehyreee… Eeehyreee… Ee-wait a minute, you’re not Ehrye! You’re… you’re… I don’t know who you are. Obviously no-one importan-oh wait... oh dear... this is one of the timelines where... *sigh*” “Krakua? Long time no see. You haven’t spoken to me across time and space for quite some time. How’s goes making sure Makuta doesn’t win in any timeline ever?” “Not good. Makuta’s a genius everywhere. Evil, but a genius. The two seem to go hand in hand… Chirox, Mutran, the Shadowed One…” “I don’t know what any of that is.” “Even Kylma. Definitely a genius. Who else could build a machine that removes your spirit without it getting sent to the Red Star? Or perfect a machine that allows for interdimen-NO! No. I can’t give away spoilers. I could break the entire timestream…” “I’m going to assume this all makes sense to YOU. Was there an actual reason you came here, or…” “Ehrye, I’m gonna level here with ya man. Crazy bad stuff is coming your way! I can’t tell you what this stuff IS though, but I can tell you this: it’s bad! And crazy! And crazily bad! And badly crazy! Speaking of which, you need to get everyone in this room back in their original bodies.” “Why would I want to do that?! Kylma turned my old brain into mush with that Vahi, that Kraata, AND that Le-Matoran country music album! But Agni’s brain is one hundred percent sane! Though I DO have this overwhelming urge to commit war crimes... I’m sure I’m fine.” “YES, but truth be told, I’ve seen other timelines where you don’t return back to your bodies. The results ain’t pretty, man. Especially Nuhrii. He’s a lecherous pervert INSIDE a woman’s body. He’ll do some pretty disturbing stuff if you leave him in there. I’ll spare you the details, but-“ “He becomes a prostitute, doesn’t he?” “…How did you know?” “The observational powers of a sane brain. Speaking of which: SCREW YOU! AND SCREW YOUR TIMELINES!” “Ehrye, the stake of the ENTIRE UNIVERSE is at… stake… here. I meant to say FATE of the entire universe but… come to think of it, the universe isn’t exactly very big compared to the real-“ “THE ANSWER IS NO! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!” “But it’s NOT your head though! It’s Agni’s head and you should give it back! Speaking of which, the fake Agni should be zombified abooouuut... NOOOW.” “Fake Agni? Why would anyone want to disguise themselves as Agni? …And what do you mean, “zombified?”” “OHLOOKATTHETIMEIBETTERGOBYE.” POP! “…No wonder his fellow De-Matoran couldn’t stand him.” YOU WOULD HAVE TO BE PRETTY DESPERATE TO DISGUISE YOURSELF AS AGNI JUST LOST YOUR JOB LEVELS OF DESPERATE

Spot nine is mine! Wait, I hate rhyme! AAH! I DID IT A SECOND TIME! ...*groan*

While I'm nowhere near qualified to make it, would anyone be interested in a Dark Hunters RP?

*gulp* Character Name: Maxilos Species: Maxilos Unit Gender: None Powers: None Gear: Twin-Bladed Sword Aircraft: The Hangman Role: Lawman Bio: After the whole collapse of society thing, many a Maxilos Unit found it difficult to cope. They hadn't been programmed to deal with a catastrophe such as this. Their basic programming began to mutate into something more advanced, that either led to self-destruction, regular destruction, or, in rare cases, such as this one: adaption. The Black Fire power source is unreliable and inefficient, and has been replaced with a device that converts chemical energy into electrical energy: food into power. The Cordak Blaster has run out of ammo years ago, and is no longer required. What little order remains will still be enforced, under penalty of death. Appearance: This droid has seen better days. The self-repair program has helped Maxilos continue walking, but the damage is mainly cosmetic. The paint is beginning to rust off, and one could make a drinking game out of how many dents are on the chassis. You'd be dead in minutes. Personality: Despite it's brain lacking organic components, the Unit has obtained what meatbags designate as: racism, towards those of a meaty disposition, though usually only to lawbreakers. Usually. Aircraft Name: The Hangman Model: Rockoh Weaponry: Blaster Cannon Appearance: Much like the Maxilos itself, the aerial attack vehicle designated as the Hangman has scratches and dents, though this is only because no meatbag has ever managed to pierce the outer shell.

IC: Vohota The giant gate around Ko-Koro built to keep intruders out doesn't work when the intruder can teleport. The Kanohi Kualsi, Great Mask of Quick Travel, wasn't exactly teleportation, but was close. With this mask, climbing Mount Ihu, generally considered a great feat of endurance by the locals, was about as easy as looking at the peak of the mountain, allowing you to see for mios around. Combined with the fact you can see over the Ko-Koro wall from Mount Ihu and the amount of money, time and resources on said wall was completely wasted by a single man. Not that anyone would ever know, no-one ever caught him in the act. No-one ever seemed to be in that one alley, apart from the occasional homeless drunk who would pass it off as a hallucination and the oblivious graffiti artist by the wall that had so much bad art it hurt to look directly at it. Paint doesn't look good on ice. Since modern art is overrated, Vohota emerged from the alley, casually stepping over the corpse that wasn't there yesterday, and tried to pretend he wasn't cold. OOC: Open for interaction.