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Vigor Mortis

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  1. OOC: Me and Tahu Nuva Golden are in the mines looking for Taipu, Tuck. IC: Isiak Isiak pressed his hands against his ears to ward off the great clashing and banging Shohu was making. It was not that it was painfully loud, as Isiak could cancel out loud sounds around him with a small use of what power he had left. No, it was that it was, well, unpleasant sounding. To one so attuned to music and rhythms the sound seemed ugly and spoke of discord. And discord in sound reminded Isiak of one of his old Toa friends, Qathek. Qathek, what a piece of work you were. I wasn't there when you died, and it was my fault you died at all. Raising a warding hand, Isiak spoke. "Toa... such loud sound may attract unwanted attention, or Mata Nui forbid cause a cave-in... I suggest you stop."
  2. OOC: Sorry, I have not had access to the internet for a bit. IC: Vejmeq The infected Toa was speaking with the Matoran who was apparently a member of the Ta-Koro guard, and the fighting had stopped. Feeling that he was no longer of use, Vejmeq left to find Nikaron.
  3. IC: Vejmeq Vejmeq struck out a hand and caught the crystal from falling to the ground with his powers. It was far more heavy than he thought it would be, and he strained to keep it in air. He cast the infected Toa away from the Matoran who was picking himself up, and turned the crystal to point at him. He made a motion to pull back with both of his hands, launching it. OOC: He has a chance to get out of the way or raise a wall or something, of course. We shall wait.
  4. Well without that you are not allowed to post them at all, and some of them I think have left BZPower for good, or have not returned yet.
  5. IC: Vejmeq Vejmeq looked up at the red and black female Toa, and back to what appeared to be the infected being. "Very well. Supply the crystal."
  6. IC: Qathek Qathek arrived from Kini-Nui, now several miles outside of Ta-Koro. He didn't know why the rhythm had taken him here of all places, but he knew that he must wait for someone to come out. And he must kill him.
  7. IC: Qathek Qathek felt as though he was being called away from the Amaja Nui, and followed the beat away. He walked and he walked and walked until he had left Kini-Nui entirely. OOC: Qathek to Ta-Koro.
  8. IC: Vejmeq Vejmeq ran to the fighting, his blades detached and ready. Through the fighting he could not exactly tell who was who, but he would learn soon enough. He used his power over gravity to do a very special maneuver. By creating a point of intense gravity in front of him, he would be pulled forward. Then he moved this point farther, and he moved again, and so on until he was accelerating. It was rather dangerous though, as in the past inertia had more than once sent him flying into a wall. This time he only landed flat on his dark green Pakari face, but managed to get within a few meters of the fighting. He quickly composed himself, and cast two illusions of himself on either side of him.
  9. Have you secured the explicit permissions of all of the people's kits before you posted them?
  10. IC: Vejmeq He and Nikaron left the guard tower and entered the main square again. They didn't quite get what they came for, but reasoned it would be better to do as Jaller asked and leave rather than get him angry - a state in which he would be in no position to answer questions in. So, someone else would have to pry it out of him. "A rather successful foray." Vejmeq breathed sarcastically, and walked away with Nikaron. OOC: Open for interaction, we are a bit close to the gate.
  11. IC: Qathek The two beings had left of their own accord before Qathek had the chance to deal with them, and so surveyed the area. It was true that he had managed to shut himself off from the song, largely due to Makuta. Yet within the silence Qathek created his own songs, ones that beat like storms and with voices as ash, of which he was very fond of. There began among those in glory of the firstborn of the sun like a great fire... Sending out his sound pulses, largely in imitation of the beat inside his head, he felt a collection of beings who were looking at the sands of the Amaja Nui. Silently, he moved towards them.
  12. IC: Qathek Qathek returned to the temple, now detecting two beings at it. They were trespassers, he shall deal with them.
  13. IC: Vejmeq Vejmeq raised a hand, and spoke, passively, "I am Vejmeq. This is Nikaron. We wish to speak with you concerning what you know of the Chronicler Takua."
  14. IC: Vejmeq They reached the foot of the black stone tower, which was significantly higher than the other guard towers. Vejmeq opened the door, and walked inside with Nikaron. OOC: Awaiting Friar Tuck.
  15. IC: Qathek "I have not the time nor the patience to drag you out of here. I shall leave you to die then; a Rahi patrol is scheduled to pass through here in half an hour. If you do have the will to live, you will ignore your pain and make haste away." With that, he turned away and walked back.
  16. IC: Vejmeq Vejmeq crossed his hands disdainfully. "No one can take that away to begin with. Let us proceed to Jaller's tower."
  17. IC: Qathek Qathek was not amused at his banter. "You know nothing of headaches, and I am no Ga-Matoran maid. You will leave, now." His last word he amplified to be loud enough to cause a slight ringing in the ears.
  18. IC: Vejmeq "Tahu was no god. He should not be treated as such."
  19. OOC: How are you talking to me if I am two hundred feet away? Let us assume I have approached you. IC: Qathek Qathek met his gaze with his own eyeless Kualsi. He sent out small pulses to detect the shape of the trespasser, and was not impressed by this Toa. Judging by the way the sound bent off of him, his armor was not in good condition. He detected a longsword at his side, which also was in no way impressive. The pulses bounced off of his face, revealing that he wore a Calix - or at least a Kanohi shaped as one. His posture was that of one who believed nothing could assail him. Yet his armor proved otherwise. Qathek presented his blade at a right angle to his body, and spoke. This voice of his was not his actual voice, but enhanced to seem like something that rose from a grave, a tomb-voice, using his Sonic powers. "You trespass the domain of He who promised silence. You will depart immediately, or suffer."
  20. IC: Vejmeq As they entered through the large gate, Vejmeq and Nikaron were instantly hit by the smell of ash and smoke. They entered in a large square, with only a few walking about. There was a large carved statue of Tahu in the center of the square, carved out of a dark red stone. The eyes were picked out and had lightstones embedded into it, causing his eyes to glow. His sword, which he held high into the air, was also picked out in this way, but much more intricately so that it appeared to contain flame. This godliness of clearly mortal and imperfect beings disturbs me.
  21. IC: Qathek Qathek strode through the thick forest, using his mask to hear the subtle rustlings of leaves and his echolocation with his elemental power to detect trees. In the distance, his fine ears picked up speech - around two hundred feet away. OOC: Any takers?
  22. Vigor Mortis

    Chimoru Ψ

    So which is it? Beta, Sigma or Psi? I don't see much difference between this and another modern version of Chimoru really, though good job spriting it.
  23. IC: Qathek Qathek climbed the steps of the Amaja Nui. His black clad body refused to reflect nor glisten in the light, and grey lines traced out his body in an intricate pattern. He carried with him an extremely thin and long silver blade, which he kept just barely above the stone steps. His face was expressionless, as were his eyes. His eyes were not seen at all actually, hidden behind a grey Kualsi shaped mask that had no eyeholes. It was by the actual power of his mask, that of sensory aptitude, and him being a Toa of Sonics that he could 'see' his surroundings. The song will die. I can no longer hear it, praise the darkness beneath my feet, but it is still there. I will spread the silence with the help of my patron, Makuta. He finished walking, and positioned himself in the center of the Amaja. The course sand parted from his black feet, and he readied himself. I am made whole again. Let the song quail at the voice of silence. He thrust his thin sword skyward, yet kept his head low. Using his power of Sonics, he amplified his voice far beyond normal, and spoke. "And again, there was a war of sound." OOC: Open for interaction. The sound is very loud and travels some distance, perhaps your character can hear it.
  24. OOC: Uh, I think we should hold off on that for a bit. For RP, we need to spend some time looking for him. IC: The Matoran looked up, startled. "Umm... no. I'm Geshe." and then slowly walked back up the tunnel.
  25. IC: Isiak "I knew him very little when I was a Matoran, a few words here and there. I never talked to him much after I became a Toa of Sonics." He seemed to brush away his nostalgic demeanor, and continued speaking. "I think I know the way to the Central Mineshaft, let us look for him there."
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