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  1. HERO FACTORY BOOKS!Saw them at my wall-mart next to the ninjago comics.Cool eh?In hidesight i should have reported this news.
  2. My favorite set of the 1.0 wave was the Furno Bike. I liked it so much that I decided to revamp it to make it even more epic.These are what changes I've made1. Added an engine to fill in the big gap in the bike. Engine doesn't work its for detail only.2. Working front and rear suspension.3. Motorcycle sound brick. When rear suspension is pressed on. The brick will activate4. Quad exhaust pipes.5. New foot pegs so the canister Furno 1.0 can ride the bike.6. Handlebars are attached to the front wheel assembly like on a real motorcycle7. Hero core added in front as a detal. Its not meant to be a real Hero core its just a Hero Factory icon.8. I used up a lot of my orange technic pieces on this revamp.9. Better kickstand on the right armor covering. The left armor covering can holster Furno's dual fire bladesI've also made some changes to Furno as well.1. Replaced his keetorange bones with orange ones so he matches better with the bike.2. Added a part to his back so he can wear a jetpack like Bulk in the Bulk vs Vapor set3. Built his feet like the Furno Marine moc so he attaches to the bike easier.4. added technic parts under his chest armor to fill in the gaps.I've taken a lot of pics of this revamp so I'll only be showing a few. For the rest check the gallerySide view- righthttp://www.brickshel...eRevamp/002.jpgSide view- lefthttp://www.brickshel...eRevamp/003.jpgFront viewhttp://www.brickshel...eRevamp/004.jpgBack viewhttp://www.brickshel...eRevamp/005.jpgTop viewhttp://www.brickshel...eRevamp/006.jpgSide view without armor coverings.http://www.brickshel...eRevamp/008.jpgFurno revampFront viewhttp://www.brickshel...eRevamp/012.jpgBack view with jetpackhttp://www.brickshel...eRevamp/013.jpgBack view without armorhttp://www.brickshel...eRevamp/016.jpgView of torso without armor. Showing off the technic parts insidehttp://www.brickshel...eRevamp/017.jpgFurno and his bikeRiding his bikehttp://www.brickshel...eRevamp/018.jpgShooting at an enemy with his swords. This is also how I have him displayedhttp://www.brickshel...eRevamp/001.jpgFurno next to his bikehttp://www.brickshel...eRevamp/023.jpgGallery when publichttp://upload.bricks...ry.cgi?f=511488
  3. Here he is. Hero Factory's fattest hero. He is known to crush villains without arresting them. Flickr GalleryFrontSideBackComments and criticisms?
  4. Here is a larger Hero Factory MOC than my usual ones, though it is smaller than my dragon. He uses parts from Black Phantom, Rocka XL, Nex, the Furno Bike, Furno 3.0, and some other various ones. If I counted pieces correctly, he has 117 pieces. My intention for making this MOC was to see how my body technique for a solid, realistic-form body at a larger scale. Flickr SetFrontSideBackBody FrontBody TopBody SideBody BackComments and criticism?Edit: Oh yeah, name was by ~(Natalie Breez)~
  5. This is probably my favorite mid-sized Hero Factory MOC I've made. He's a villain of course, I haven't really made a story behind him. Name courtesy of Gatanui. Flickr GalleryFrontSideBackPoseAwesome custom body build which looks totally awesomeSo, yeah. Comments and criticisms?
  6. Thank you for you people who are willing to take their time for reading this post. LOL, I'm pretty nervous posting this. Anyways, read on.PrefaceThe new story that's going to come soon is based twelve years before the events of Hero Factory in 2010. It's going to be (or I hope to be) a multi-part/chapter series that will be dark, epic, long, and well, EPIC (I don't know any other way of phrasing it)!The story of Shadow Factory begins with the end of the Shadow-Fighter war, with the victory of the great Supreme Fighters. Elite of the Elites, Better than Best of the Best, the Supreme Fighters are a group of former heroes who become extremely well trained warriors under the wings of the Heldrans, the leaders of the Supreme Fighters.But Shadow Factory, is just the opposite. Mainly comprised of criminals, fugitives, and even traitorous heroes of Hero Factory that commit crimes that is too much for any heroes to face. They are ruthless, murders, and many other aspects of evil you can imagine.Then the Supreme Fighters come. They're main enemy is the Shadow Factory. Knowing that each battle might be their last, they face the fears of every hero.Now, read the first part of the new epic serial,SHADOW FACTORY, Rise of Helcore
  7. Breez finally came to the U.S., and I'm so happy I got her! The only thing that bugged me was her parts-- identical to everyone else's, which didn't set her aside from the male Heroes. I dediced to draw her how I'd really like her as a set:http://www.flickr.co...N05/7688497908/C&C welcome!
  8. The review topic for this story:http://www.bzpower.com/board/index.php?showtopic=5923Enjoy commentating!
  9. Like it says, of you were a super hero or super villain, what would your super hero name or super villain name and powers be? Oh yea what would your costume look like? Super Hero Name: Z-GearshiftNormal Name: Zeke ToiSuper Power: Cyborg arm, which can transform into many weapons, from guns to bladesWeakness: Electro-shocks, plasma, waterOutfit: Red hard cap with radio system, brown-orange best, red and white t-shirt, denim jeans, black leather shoes.Alignment: Good, rogue
  10. Okay, let me just start off by saying a few things. First, don't nag at me because of lack of complexity. I've been around here long enough for me to tell you like to hate on simple things. Second, I know the bright orange upper leg armor doesn't blend very well. I wish they made those pieces in dark red. Third, I also figured out something very important while building this MOC. I HATE THOSE BLUE PINS. Unfortunately, I don't have enough black ones to put in here. Anyways, onto the MOC itself.This is my entry for the BBC #63, though people are definitely not going to let anything simple get past the first voting round. There is quite a lot of backstory to this MOC, and to tell you it, I'd have to make an Epic. Looooooooooong story short, this guy was a Glatorian blacksmith until a Great Being gave him elemental powers to defend Spherus Magna aginst a Makuta. Time for pictures! Front Back Side The pins on his back are so he can store his sword. Poses: En Gard, Monsuier! (I spelled that wrong, didn't I?) It's Slashing Time! Skirmix Attack! Boo-Yah! All I ask for is some CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, no 'this moc scks to smple lawl nwb!'Seriously, I get WAY too much of that junk.
  11. Alright so for a project, we had to make an elemental superhero/villian, and I leaped at the opportunity to make this: http://www.mocpages.com/moc.php/324362Feel free to comment, and tell me how I can improve him!
  12. Has anyone tried to put together offline versions of any of the Hero Factory Creep Crushers games from the codes on the 1.0 and 2.0 canisters? If I had any idea how I'd do it myself for the two that I have access to, but I don't, so I can't. Any help in teaching me how to do it would also be appreciated, if it can even be done for those games.TotBI
  13. So this is a MOC I made a little while ago for the Hero Factory Recon building contest. Unfortunately I didn't get a whole lot of feedback, so here's hoping for more.Click for gallery.Hope you enjoy, and C&C is greatly appreciated.=)Edit: Please keep posted images in BBC to 100 kB or less, and posted images on the rest of BZP to 500 kB or less. Image thumbnailed.-Wind-
  14. Here is HERO PET 2.0. He uses parts from EVO 2.0 and CORRODER. He has heavy acid attacks and move fast.Here he is!http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/SKAKDI/LEGO/HF/HFpet2/120208-133535.jpghttp://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/SKAKDI/LEGO/HF/HFpet2/120208-133541.jpghttp://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/SKAKDI/LEGO/HF/HFpet2/120208-133546.jpghttp://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/SKAKDI/LEGO/HF/HFpet2/120208-133551.jpghttp://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/SKAKDI/LEGO/HF/HFpet2/120208-133557.jpghttp://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/SKAKDI/LEGO/HF/HFpet2/120208-133601.jpghttp://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/SKAKDI/LEGO/HF/HFpet2/120208-133605.jpghttp://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/SKAKDI/LEGO/HF/HFpet2/120208-133608.jpghttp://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/SKAKDI/LEGO/HF/HFpet2/120208-133648.jpghttp://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/SKAKDI/LEGO/HF/HFpet2/120208-133721.jpghttp://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/SKAKDI/LEGO/HF/HFpet2/120208-133743.jpg
  15. HERO RECON TEAM ALPHA 8 CHAPTER 1 A HERO IS BORNCLANK!!!!!CLANK!!!The neutral blue and lime green hero was being built, step by step by step.CLANK!!!!!!The sound of the clank seemed to echo through the scientist and engineer specialist's circuits as they were building the fresh new hero.CLANK!!!!!CLANK!!!!!!ZZZZZZTTZZZ!!!!!His legs were complete, and so was his body.CLANK!!!!!!!!ZZZZZZZZZZTZZZZ!!!!!!!His head was on.CLANK!!!!CLANK!!!!!!ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTZZ!!!!!!ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTZZ!!!!!!Now the hero's arms were finished.CLANK!!!!!CLANK!!!!!ZZZZZZZTZZZ!!!!!!ZZZZZZZZZZZTZZZZ!!!!!!!His hands were now complete.CLANK!!!!!CLANK!!!!!ZZZZZZTZZZ!!!!!!ZZZZZZTZZZ!!!!!!!!The hero’s top-of-the-line and state-of-the-art leg armor was on.CLANK!!!!!!!!!ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTZZ!!!!!!!!His chest plate was now on.CLANK!!!!!!!!!!!ZZZZZZZZZZZZTZZZ!!!!!!!!!!His helmet was now on him and his weapon was placed in his hand. Next his transparent lime green hero core was place on him.ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZAAAAAAAAAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!The hero was now charged.To be continued…….Here is the HERO RECON TEAM ALPHA 8 review topic.HERO RECON TEAM ALPHA 8 CHAPTER 2 WELCOME TO THE HERO FACTORYAlpha 8 leader William Mercury Torch watched as the rookie started moving little by little.“So, what is his name?” asked Alexander Slime Torch.“His name is Richard Pierce Breaker .” answered Akiyama Makuro.The rookie got up. He looked around. Then he looked at his weapon.“What does this thing do?” said Richard Pierce Breaker.“DO NOT PULL THE TRIGGER! DO NOT PULL THE……….” Jacob Shock King was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the gun's blast before he could finish his sentence.“Well he pulled it.” said Rick Iron Fist.“Coooooooool!!! You want to know what would go good with this a weapon that would look like a staff but it would have blade on top of it that bends downward a little.” said Richard Pierce Breaker.“You mean a scythe” said Alexander X-ray King“Yes if that is what it is called, anyway, can I have a scythe!?” asked Richard Pierce Breaker.William Mercury Torch looked at the damage Pierce did to the wall then he looked at Pierce and imagined him with a scythe and a large heavy artillery gun and said, “Ah no, I think the heavy artillery gun is enough.”“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.” said Pierce.“Pierce come with me” said MakuroPierce came with Makuro; he then asked “where are we going?”“To your hero pod” answered, MakuroOnce they were at Pierce's hero pod which Pierce thought took forever the building was so large and had so many people in it he wondered why."Why were so many people in that building and why was the building so large?" Pierce thought to himself.Makuro turned to Pierce and said, “This is your hero pod it is where you will sleep, good luck on all your missions and welcome to the Hero Factory”To be continued……………………………..
  16. http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Fantasia/Graphics/breez_trio_sig.jpghttp://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Fantasia/Graphics/breez_trio_sig_small.pngWell, this didn't come out exactly as I planned. You can use the JPEG version or smaller version in your signature, if you give credit (to Fantasia).
  17. This is where u can review the topic HERO RECON TEAM ALPHA 8. A new chapter will be posted in every 12 hrs.
  18. 1 2 3 4 5.lxf fileI had started with the torso and didn't know what to do when I got to the lower legs, so I decided to give him wheel feet.He was supposed to bring to mind caution tape but the bee resemblance was strong enough that I decided to give him a stinger.
  19. The first combiner I made with HF Parts, and one of my favorites! Made using parts from Rocka, Nex, and Evo. Enjoy!http://www.brickshelf.com/cgi-bin/gallery.cgi?f=494514Comments and criticism encouraged!
  20. Hello!! this is Toa Aerrow, and i have decided to show you my Hero Factory Characters. some are just like the sets, others are slightly different, and the rest are completely different. to place all the pics in this post would make it ridiculously long, so this is just the Index and all-around Reviews/Talkback topic. this post will be updated during today/this week (week if it takes longer), so you may need to check back later.
  21. Here you can review your own HFR model as well as let others comment on it. Do you think you HFR model has what it takes to go through a set review then review it here at LEGO HERO FACTORY RECON Set reviews topic. :rau: :rau: :pakarinu: :pakarinu: :pakari:
  22. Isn't it so great to be home? I've missed the smell of old cheetos in between the cushions... Uh, wait... I didn't say that. Anyways... With BZPower back, so is T&T. But wait, you ask? Why is the title back to it's orriginal? Well, this IS the sequel, but the titles been reverted back to just Fun with Taka & Tahu for a reason that shall be announced after school today. Until then, I am very pleased to present to you, after a long battle with BZP's editor to do so, all the current chapters, and one new one, of my comedy! Ah... It's so good to be home... Just note I have not gotten the chance to spell check as I'm kind of in a rush, but I will do so as soon as I get out of school today. PROLOGUE: THEB-TEAM Tahu sat at the bar drinking, as the people around him moved through the high class party's floor like rich people showing off how rich they were. Because they really where rich people showing off how rich they were. But Tahu sat there ignoring it all, wallowing in self pity as he threw back (milk) after (milk), literally, all seeming to land on an unsuspecting Icarax standing in the middle of the floor for now reason. ICARAX: Great… This is going to get trapped in my armor, and it's going to sour… Just dandy… Icarax went to move out of the way of the (milk) projectiles, as suddenly he slipped on the (milk) covered dance floor, landing flat on his face. As he slipped, his shoe shot off his foot and into an abandoned microphone on the stage, knocking it over into the amplifier, causing the amplifier to short circuit. Then a fire started, going up the stage curtains and around the room until hitting a book of matches. One of the lit matches then rolled over and hit the (milk), which against the laws of physics lit on fire. The fire then continued to travel across the small puddle toward Icarax, lighting him on fire. ICARAX: OH MATA NUI!! OH DEAR MATA NUI HELP!! I'M ON FIRE!! MATA NUI SAVE ME!! The crowd of rich people ignoring him because he was not rich enough to buy their attention, Icarax continued to jump out of the window. After which he realized he was on the top floor. *splat* Tahu continued to just sit there, wallowing in his pity, as Takanuva and his friend, Artakha, walked over. TAKANUVA: Tahu, you have to get over this. Gali left you three months ago. I just have gotten you to come back to work. Tahu groaned and shot back (again, literally threw it over his back) another glass of (milk). TAKANUVA: So, I was talking to this guy, who is here with his friend - Takanuva points to Turaga Whenua, who is sitting in a corner proposing to a rich model who is three times his height. When she says no, he pulls out the ring, which is a whole diamond, and she suddenly changes her mind. TAKANUVA: - who recently discovered a diamond mine, and he's agreed to help cheer you up so we can do what we have to and get out of here. Tahu just shrugs and throws another glass over his shoulder. Takanuva walks away as Artakha takes a seat. TAHU: So-sh I guess-sh you're going to say life-sh has a whole bunches-sh of meanings-sh-ness huh-sh? ARTAKHA: No. It's just pointless. Everyone's life is. You just go through it, looking forward to the day you die so you no longer have to hurt… Tahu turned to him strangely. TAHU: Huh-sh? ARTAKHA: I was agreeing with you. Life is pointless pain. There's no sense in it. It's like a death, and death is the only real life… TAHU: And what-sh do you-sh do for a living-sh…? ARTAKHA: I'm a motivational speaker… Until I got fired… I hate life… Tahu just got up and walked away. Artakha shrugged. ARTAKHA: Everybody hates me… He then shot back a glass of (milk) (this one was not literally, he actually drunk the (milk)), then went over to the window next to the one Icarax jumped out of and jumped. Only to realize he jumped right onto the fire escape. ICARAX: C'MON!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME!! THE SUICIDAL GUY LANDS ON THE FIRE ESCAPE!! WHAT TYPE OF SICK JOKE IS THIS!! Tahu walked over to another bar, and sat down, beginning the same process over and over again. This time, the Element Lord of Milk was sitting next to him. ELEMENT LORD: You about r - He notices Tahu's tired eyes, his messed up and dirty suit, his scratched up Kanohi Hau, and his (milk) mustache (which is actually on his shoulder and his lip). ELEMENT LORD: Dude, there's something different about you? Seriously? I can't place what it is though? Tahu's arm slumped off the counter, and he fell with it. He didn't get back up, not even caring to. ELEMENT LORD: That's it! You're wearing a different color of red armor today! Yeah, that's definitely it… The Element Lord's phone began playing the theme to Titanic, and he picked it up. The ringtone earned him a few weird glances first. ELEMENT LORD: What? Who doesn't love that song? He looked at the text on the screen, then got up out of his chair turned to Tahu, who was at this point on the floor in the fetal position crying into a Gali Mata toy. ELEMENT LORD: Quite acting like BZPower when BIONICLE ended, it's time to go! The Element Lord, instead of walking out the front door, he slipped on a ski mask and pulled a semiautomatic (water gun, but only he and the B-Team new that on), and walked into the middle of the crowd where he was soon joined by the rest of the B-Team, all similarly dressed. Before joining the B-Team though, the Smoke Monster stopped at Tahu. SMOKE MONSTER: Look, we've got this one, find something to cheer yourself up. Tahu nodded like a robot, then looked up and noticed a glass of (milk), suddenly realizing that in his depression he had not been drinking, only throwing it over his shoulder. And so, the light bulb came on. And as soon as he moved his hand away from the light switch, he had an idea too. ELEMENT LORD: EVERYBODY!! THIS IS A HOLD UP!! GIVE US ALL YOUR MONEY!! All the rich people in the party just ignored them. ELEMENT LORD: Why are they ignoring me? ARGY: They're rich, they only pay attention to people that pay them. The Element Lord nodded and pulled out his wallet, and like a moth to the flame the rich people suddenly paid them their full attention. ELEMENT LORD: Well, that worked… The crowd of rich people began approaching, sniffing the air like police dogs after criminals. TAKANUVA: Yeah, too much it looks like… The stampede began, the crowd of rich people after the money like wolves after steak, and no one noticed the now fully drunk Tahu getting up on stage. TAHU: Hello-sh lady-sh and gentle-sh!! He never noticed he was now speaking to an empty room. TAHU: I have-sh something to say-sh. My wife-sh recently-sh left me-sh for her boyfriend-sh pool boy-sh… Now-sh, now-sh… I don't-sh want-sh any pity-sh… But I do-sh have something-sh for you all-sh tonight… I-sh shall sing-sh a song-sh, dedicated-sh to my evil-sh wife-sh… Are you all-sh ready… aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh Somewhere inside the rich people's apartment building, Argy and the Lewa Fan stopped for a breather from the running, when suddenly out of nowhere they were attacked by a rich person, who has somehow managed to climb on the wall like some Spider-Man wannabe. uuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh Takanuva and the Smoke Monster ran for their lives as the savage rich people after the money of the poor crawled on the walls, acting as mindless and wild as zombies. And suddenly, Will smith jumped out of nowhere, but was mauled by the rich zombies. oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh Hearing the commotion inside, a black Honda Civic known as the Nuimobile drove into a drive through of an unmarked building. INGEITUM: Yeah, um… What do you want Hero? HERO: I'll take the Maczooka. INGEITUM: I think that's what I'll be having too. They drove up to the window and a weird looking Makuta named Junkyard leaned out and gave them their orders. JUNKYARD: Come back now, y'all hear! Do da do, do doo, doo do doo, do da doo, do doo do da doo,Do da do, do doo, doo do doo, do da doo, do doo do da doo,Do da do, do doo, doo do doo, do da doo, do doo do da doo,This big old polar bear,I just ain't where it's at anymoreSo don't let the door hit me in the face when I leaveI throw you in the fire to save my giftI'm a pretty little liarWhen you call I put out fightersThen just come clean The Element Lord ran into the bathroom, not notice it was the women's, and into the nearest stall. There, he stopped for a second to catch his breath, not noticing two zombie rich people crawling over the stalls and looking down. When he finally did notice them, he screamed like a girl. ELEMENT LORD: First off, I don’t scream like that!! ERASE THAT LINE!! And two, you rich zombies have horrible bathroom manners!! Get on the low train because it's cheapThen they fly like a birdie in the skyYou already knowI'm throwing you upThen letting you downStop pretending I'm going to spin aroundYou already know no, no, no, noYou already know no, no, no, noDon't askI know As if straight out of a Scooby-Doo cartoon, Hero and Ingeitum danced the electric slide with several of the zombies as the B-Team and their friends ran up and down the halls, going in one door and coming out another. I was the shoulder you beat onYou made me feel like the next bondDouble zero five nine two three sixBut while I heard you saying earYou started breaking the ground on a new Star Trek Crawling through the air vents of the building due to his small size, Argy managed to escape from the zombies. That is until he fell through the floor and caught Hero and Ingeitum dancing with them. ARGY: Traitors! Hero and Ingeitum just shrugged, then pulled out their Maczooka's and started shooting at the zombies. So get on the low train because it's cheapThen they fly like a birdie in the skyYou already knowI'm throwing you upThen letting you downStop pretending I'm going to spin aroundYou already know no, no, no, noYou already know no, no, no, noDon't askI know Running back into the top apartment as Tahu does a drunken running man while singing, they all noticed the Nuimobile, which had apparently been parked there somehow when Hero and Ingeitum came in. You're already a waitressI'm crazyAt least the one side I knew TAKANUVA: Tahu!! C'mon!! We've got to go!! Tahu just continued singing as the zombies entered the room. So get on the low train because it's cheapThen they fly like a birdie in the skyYou already knowI'm throwing you upThen letting you downStop pretending I'm going to spin aroundYou already know no, no, no, noYou already know no, no, no, noDon't askI know Tahu, after finishing his big finale, passed out into another one of his depressions, and Takanuva just dragging into the Nuimobile with the others as they flew out the top story window. But, suddenly realized the jets that made it fly was out of gas, so they all plummeted to the earth. Down at the bottom, Icarax managed to drag himself up just in time for the Nuimobile to crash on him. ICARAX: This figures… CHAPTER 1: V FOR V-TEAM Terridax continue his digging, as he had been doing all night long, in a desperate attempt to escape his cell. Unfortunately plastic silverware did not work very well, his psychopathic cellmate Bone Crusher, who belongs on an asylum and not a detention center, notices he is gone and decides to come looking for his 'best bud', and the mean guard Brutaka notices he's gone. Talk about a day. As he was digging, suddenly he noticed something… The ground was shaking. TERRIDAX: Is it an earthquake? As he struggle to figure out why the very ground under his feet was shaking, something began blocking out the lamps he had hung on the roof like an underground eclipse, and suddenly it was all too obvious. He had found him. And no matter how much he wished it had been the brutish guard Brutaka, it was not, for the shadow was well to large, rivaling that of Godzilla's shadow, despite its roundness, the muscular silhouette could be made out. BONE CRUSHER: Where is buddy going? Buddies don't go bye, bye without telling friend! Terridax stared up at the towering beast of a man, who weighed approximately 700 pounds in fat, but 800 in nothing but muscle, as the beast stared back with tears welling in his eyes. Despite the sign of weakness, Terridax's fear did not dissipate; it only grew for he knew what would come after was not very pleasant. BONE CRUSHER (Crying): You *sniff* hate *sniff* Bone *sniff* Crusher *sniff* don't *sniff* you *sniff*. TERRIDAX: No! Buddy, I - I just, I - BONE CRUSHER: BECAUSE THAT MAKES ME ANGRY!! Terridax fell flat on his butt as the massive inmate crashed his foot, the size of a boulder, down to the ground. Causing a massive shake in the earth's crust, sending a tsunami the height of five empire state building crashing into the coasts of Europe. TERRIDAX: No! I was making a play tunnel for you and me to have fun!! Bone Crusher's tears began to dissipate, and he stopped suddenly. We realize he was at this point hold Terridax across his leg, his head in one hand and both legs in the other, about to snap the Makuta in two. BONE CRUSHER: Really… *sniff* Bone Crusher like… Bone Crusher wants to help. TERRIDAX: Oh, no Boney, I've got it. You don't have to - Before Terridax could finish, the massive man had already begun. Holding the Makuta like a shovel, using his face as the business end and his legs as handles, he began shoveling away the dirt. Ignoring the muffled screams from the Makuta as his head was pounded into the rocks. TERRIDAX (Muffled): Melp!! Melp!! My meed melp!! Unfortunately, Terridax just passed out one he realized he had swallowed a worm.________________________________________________________ Elsewhere at that very moment, somewhere in a high security facility known as Stars Banking, owned by none other than the corporate giant in the modern world, Macrosoft Industries, three silhouetted figures walked up to the electrified gate. The figure in the middle, we assume as the leader, began combing his fluffy hair, then put on a strange mask and he suddenly realize he's not human. He's Toa. But with good hair. Covering and protecting the fluffy haven on his head using the specially made Kanohi that works like a helmet, the figure then clenched the comb, which we notice is about 12 inches long and has a handle making it like some cool cross with the ease of use of a brush but the awesome combing action of a regular comb, the Bromb (patent pending), as he and the other two figures approached the gate ignoring the 'No Trespassing' signs. As alarms went off and zamors began shooting from high in the air, the three silhouetted Toa, including the leader with great hair, where ready. One used a strange device similar in resemblance to that of kohli stick as a weapon, using it to knock the incoming zamors away like baseballs. The other seem to be using the element of fire to shoot the zamors, but is constantly unsuccessful and just lights himself on fire, however that is possible for a Toa, and stops drops and rolls as zamors continuously pummel him. However, the leader with great hair uses his Bromb (patent pending) as if it were a dagger, slicing the zamors in half in mid air. Jumping onto the gate, the leader with great hair cut straight through the metal with his Bromb (patent pending), and the group continued inside. Not looking back.________________________________________________________ TAKANUVA: 'Strange assailants broke into the world renowned high security facility, the Stars -' ???: STARS BANKING YOU FOOLS!! TUMA HAS SPOKEN!! TAKANUVA: Who's Tuma? I don't know, anyway… 'the Stars Banking secure holding facility, taking not money, as that had been emptied the day before due to plans to move the facility within Manhattan, but taking schedules for the transfer. Officials say the transfer shall be secured and Macrosoft's fundraising event tonight shall not be interrupted due to the minor setback.' Takanuva, sitting at the kitchen table in the Warehouse, placed the newspaper down. He stood up and looked around. After the heist last year when they broke into the Macrosoft headquarters, the two Order members decided to go rogue and join the B-Team as honorary members due to a distrust of the Order's current leader. So, they moved the B-Teams based here: to the Warehouse, where they've literally set up a home. Using the Nuicave as the actual base. At that moment, the Smoke Monster walked in and got some coffee, apparently having just woken up. TAKANUVA: Have you read the paper this morning? SMOKE MONSTER: Nope, just woke up. What's in it? TAKANUVA: Someone tried to break into the Stars Banking facility last night. I think it's not their first job either. SMOKE MONSTER: You think it's another team? TAKANUVA: Yeah, it's kind of weird… Suddenly, realization hit them both. TAKANUVA: Oh dear Mata Nui, the Element Lord cannot see this! He'll go crazy!! The Smoke Monster was already ahead of his friend, having snatched the paper and threw it into the blender until it was completely liquefied. After having dodged that bullet, the two walked into the living room to watch some TV. Coming into the kitchen as they left though, was of course Icarax. ICARAX: Oh, look. Somebody made a breakfast shake. Walking over to the blender, Icarax poured himself a glass of the thick liquid. ICARAX: Ewe… Ah well, the worst it tastes the better it is for you. Gulping down the whole glass, Icarax's eyes instantly went wide. He spat the disgusting liquid at the wall, but it was so thick it just bounced off. It finally stopped when it hit a bowling ball that was resting on the fridge. The bowling ball the rolled off its high perch, landing on Icarax's toe. Screaming in pain, Icarax began hopping up and down holding his hurt foot in pain, until he hopped over too close to the window and fell right out. Soon after he fell out, the Element Lord walked in. As he walked through the doorway, he suddenly stopped, smelling something. Getting down on all fours and smelling like a police dog after an escaping fugitive, the Element Lord's nose lead him right to the source: the blender. ELEMENT LORD: I smell a challenge!!________________________________________________________ ARTAKHA: So, you see, that's when my grandma died after he kitty Smoochie keeled over in front of her after having been bitten by the carnivorous mountain lion. She's so happy now, in death you know… Because dying is the only way to live… INGEITUM: That's what I say to all my victims before I kill them. The two sat at the dining room table as a mopping Tahu walked in. Tahu noticed Artakha there, and tried to turn around but they noticed him. INGEITUM: Hey Tahu! C'mon over here and talk to this guy! He's awesome!! TAHU: No thanks, I already want to kill myself enough right now… Tahu just walked out, and Ingeitum shrugged and got up to go work on the Nuimobile. Artakha just sighed. ARTAKHA: I'm always alone… He got up and walked to the window, opening it up and jumping out. Unfortunately, he landed directly on a mattress being carried by two FedEx workers. ARTAKHA: I'm so unlucky… I hate myself… ICARAX: C'MON!! HE GET'S THE MATTRESS!!________________________________________________________ Tahu sat in the living room, watching his reruns of Gali's favorite sixties sitcom I Love Lewa as he threw back (again, this is meant literally) his (milk). Watching him from across the room, the Smoke Monster and Argy sat in the Lazyboys, far enough back where Tahu couldn't hear them. SMOKE MONSTER: Tahu's not been drinking (milk) anymore. I actually think this is a bad thing. I mean, there was this whole ordeal when I still lived in Texas where I got ran over by a drunk driver - ARGY: Really, tell that story. SMOKE MONSTER: I can't, I was hit so hard I lost all my memory for months. Beyond that point, I have no idea what my life was like. Argy pretended he didn't care, being his usual sarcastic smart-remarking self, even though he really did, care he made sure no one knew that. SMOKE MONSTER: It kind of traumatized me. I mean, I definitely don't approve of Tahu's drinking for this, but he really needs it. I mean, look at him! Tahu continued to pour (milk) into his glass and throw it over his shoulder, not noticing that the container was out of (milk) so all he was throwing back was air. ARGY: That is pathetic. But why should I care if he's happy? SMOKE MONSTER: Because he's on your team. ARGY: Yeah, I work with the guy. It's not like we're the best of pals. SMOKE MONSTER: And if you don't help me then you'll never see the sun rise. Argy just snickered, both the consumption of the delicious snack bar and the form of a low sounded laugh with a smirk. ARGY: Yeah, sure… The Smoke Monster, being a smoke monster, suddenly turned into smoke, and flew into Argy's ear (or whatever the Matoran equivalent should be). Suddenly, Argy could no longer see. ARGY: AH! Get out of my head!! The Smoke Monster did so, and flew back into his chair and turned back into his Toa form. ARGY: Fine! But when it doesn't work, leave me alone! The Smoke Monster grinned. SMOKE MONSTER: Good then. No matter how much we dislike it, Tahu needs to start back drinking. Tahu, sitting on the couch, finally realized he was out of (milk), and turned to Takanuva, who was sitting beside him with the phone to his ear. TAHU: Takanuva… TAKANUVA: Yeah? TAHU: Could you go get me some more (milk)? TAKANUVA: Sure, I can do that. He didn't. TAHU: Takanuva, are you going to? Please. TAKANUVA: Yeah, sure, I'll take care of that tomorrow. TAHU: Why? There's more in the kitchen? TAKANUVA: Well I'm sorry! TAHU: For what? TAKANUVA: I don't care about your feelings anymore!! You lost that months ago!! Tahu jumped back shocked. TAKANUVA: WHY ARE YOU JUMPING DOWN MY THROAT ON THIS!! TAHU: I'm not!! You are!! TAKANUVA: OH DON'T GIVE ME YOUR LIES!! I KNOW YOU'RE WITH HIM!! TAHU: I'm with you!! TAKANUVA: DON'T CALL ME NAMES YOU RAHKSHI FACE!! TAHU: I DIDN'T!! YOU DID!! Takanuva got up and threw his cell phone out the window before sitting back down. TAKANUVA: Sorry about that Tahu, I was talking to Bella. Did you say something? TAHU: Yeah, but what in the world is going on with her! TAKANUVA: Oh, she supposedly visiting her 'old American Werewolf friend' in London, but I think she's cheating on me. TAHU: I know the feeling, but she's cheating on you with an American Werewolf in London? TAKANUVA: Yep… ELEMENT LORD (From Kitchen): I SMELL A CHALLENGE!! ALL (But the Element Lord): Oh dear Mata Nui! *face-palm*________________________________________________________ Outside, Icarax managed to drag himself up off the street and brush the tire marks off his back. He then noticed Artakha was standing at the window, looking upward. ICARAX: What are you doing? ARTAKHA: I saw something fly out the window. I'm waiting for it to hit me so it might cause a concussion or a bleed in my brain. ICARAX: Oh - The cell phone then landed right on Icarax's left eye. ARTAKHA: I hate my life… THE END_________________________________________________Was this a good first chapter? His Tahu really that depressed? AND WHY DOES ARTAKHA THINK THE WORLD IS SO AWFUL!! Find out in Chapter 2… CHAPTER 2: iPhone… No, EyeBrow… Nah… It's iPod. TAKANUVA: C'mon… You've got to be kidding me… They all stood in the living room, all watching the Element Lord and the Lewa Fan hatching yet another of their crazy plans. ELEMENT LORD: Okay, so, here's the plan: LEWA FAN: We start by sending two into the party to blend in. From there, they sneak into Terridax's office and they steal the keys to the safe. ELEMENT LORD: Next, the rest of us sneak into the storage room, disguised as the truck drivers delivering things for the party. From there, we'll sneak into the main security controls and we'll shut down the security camera's for upstairs. LEWA FAN: Because by this time the guards will be busy, we'll have one hour to get in and out before they return to see the lights are out. ELEMENT LORD: Once upstairs: ELEMENT LORD: We fight our way past the guards and into the safe. Here, we pack in as much money as we can carry and then we get out before the hours up. LEWA FAN: By the time any alarms are triggered, we'll be long gone… TAHU: Excuse me, but some of us are too busy moping around… ICARAX: Yeah, and I have a date. They all turned to Icarax, all apparently shocked. ICARAX: What? TAKANUVA: You have a date? And where exactly did you meet this woman again? ICARAX: Online. TAKANUVA: You do remember the last time right? *flashback* Icarax walked into the small diner and had a seat, waiting on his date to arrive. Not long after he ordered, a woman dressed in high heels and a long, beautiful red dress walked up, a hat lowered just enough, shading her face from the sun and hiding it from view. She sat down with him. WOMAN: Hello, you must be Icarax? Not to sound insulting, but you look nothing like you're picture. ICARAX: Yeah, that was taken a few years ago. What do you do for a living? She looked up at him, revealing the all too familiar face paint, red nose, and creepy smile. WOMAN: I'm a clown. I do a lot of children's- Icarax? She looked around, but Icarax was gone like the wind. *end flashback* ICARAX: *shivers* Never mind, my schedule just cleared. ARTAKHA: I wish I had a girlfriend… Oh… My life is awful… ARGY: Oh, just shut up! *at Element Lord* I guess we really don't have a choice but to show these fools up do we? ELEMENT LORD: Nope. Not really. TAKANUVA: Well we should! I demand a vote! TAHU: Yeah! LEWA FAN: Yeah! The Element Lord turned to his trusty sidekick. ELEMENT LORD: You helped me plan the whole thing! LEWA FAN: Oh yeah… EVERYONE: VOTE! VOTE! VOTE! VOTE! ELEMENT LORD: EVERYONE!! CALM DOWN!! PLEASE!! They all turned to the very strange looking Matoran named Everyone, who stood in the back chanting 'Vote! Vote! Vote!' EVERYONE: Fine… As Everyone left, everyone went back to their arguing until they were interrupted by a sound so horrible, it put nails on a chalkboard to shame. This evil sound they would all never forget was known as… Polka. They all stared in shock as the source of the evil sound, a small iPhone, walked up the aisle being carried by a figure no one knew, yet they all knew. ELEMENT LORD: Brother… iBROW: Hello brother, long time no see. They were all shocked, except Argy, who was beginning to steam over the evilness of all evils resonating from iBrow's iPhone. EVERYONE: BROTHER!! ARGY: I thought we told you to get lost! The poor little Matoran conveniently named Everyone walked out, his shoulders in a slump. iBROW: I can catch these Toa for you… For the right price. ELEMENT LORD: You're not doing anything for us, for any price, iBrow. TAKANUVA: No! We're hearing this guy out! INGEITUM: Yeah! I have a date tonight! They all looked to Ingeitum. TAKANUVA: Are we going to have to do the whole flashback thing again or can we just move on? INGEITUM: What do you mean! I'm not a flimsy weakling like Icarax! ICARAX: Hey! ARTAKHA: If that makes you to depressed, then I know a guy that can supply a painfully slow death… Icarax just Artakha, and took a few steps away. But unfortunately, he stepped on a tack. Hurting his foot, he began grabbing at it, and made carefully sure he did not hop anywhere toward any windows. Instead he hopped through the front door and fell down the stairs. All seven flights to the Nuicave, where he then fell into a strange rocket type thing, accidentally turning it on, and blasted out the garage door. ICARAX: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH! !!!! !!!! !!!! !!! It eventually stopped. On train tracks. ICARAX: ARE YOU KID- *choo… choo.* *splat* Back in the B-Team's living room: iBROW: C'mon, brother, can't we get past our differences? ELEMENT LORD: No! You went freelance! NO ONE CAN EXCEPT THIS!! NO ONE!! iBROW: C'mon! I've changed my name since then! ELEMENT LORD: YOU STABBED ME IN THE BACK YOU TRAITOR!! TAKANUVA: C'mon Element Lord, he at least deserves a shot. Let him try to take care of these wannabes and if he can't by tonight's party, then we'll go with yours and Lewa Fan's - LEWA FAN: Me. They all looked at him strangely. TAKANUVA: Um, as I was saying, we'll go with yours and Lewa Fan's - LEWA FAN: Me. TAKANUVA: Oh shut up! LEWA FAN: No, I was talking to him. The Lewa Fan pointed to the back of the room, where the Matoran Everyone and Me, both seemingly conveniently named, stood. SMOKE MONSTER: I don't mean to be rude you two, but… GET OUT OF HERE ALREADY! WE DON'T KNOW YOU!! GO!! PLEASE!! They ran off crying. ARGY: See what you did. INGEITUM: You monster. The Smoke Monster just sunk into his seat. INGEITUM: You should be ashamed… iBROW: Give me 'til tonight. They'll be taken care of. ELEMENT LORD: Fine! But if they're not, we're all doing this plan!! Right Lewa Fan - LEWA FAN: Me. SMOKE MONSTER: He left. LEWA FAN: I know, that time I was actually talking about myself. Since they had reached an agreement, everyone left the room. Leaving poor Artakha alone. ARTAKHA: Everybody hates me… Artakha just fell flat on his face, then rolled across the floor, down the hall, to the stairs, down the stairs, into the Nuicave, onto another rocket, and sped to the train tracks and just laid. *choo… choo.* *derailed* Artakha just sat up in the crash site, as the remains of the still somehow living Icarax crawled up to the crash site. ARTAKHA: Just my luck… ICARAX: You've… got… to… be… kidding… me… Suddenly, the crash site lit on fire the moment Artakha walked away, lighting the poor unsuspecting Icarax on fire with it.________________________________________________________ Somewhere else in the city, the team known as the V-Team, consisting of three Toa: V-3, the Toa of Great Hair, Vrf3, the Toa of Spontaneous Combustion, and Virthee, the Toa of Fire. V-3 spoke into a phone, talking with a dark toned voice… V-3: Yes, they'll be taken care of sir. And you'll have your money. THE DARK CHRONICLER: Good, because I get tired of waiting. Tonight, revenge will be mine. THE END_________________________________________________Who is the Dark Chronicler? Is the V-Team really one guest star? AND WAS ICARAX REALLY THAT BUFF (No)!! Find out in Chapter 3…
  23. Can you believe it? Christmas is this Sunday. Isn't it hard to believe time has just flown by like that? That the year is almost over, and that by this time next year the whole world will come crashing to an end. But before we dawn our gas masks and our zombie repelents in preparations for 2012, we gotta celebrate the holidays! So, in honor of this great tradition of getting presents, me, The Dark Chronicler, Ironman197, and the infamous iBrow (he should make that his name ) present to you a comedy for the holiday season, based on perhaps one of the most depressing, yet hilarious, Christmas song ever recorded. So in honor of the season, no matter what holiday you're celebrating this season, I welcome you to ...Christmas at Ground ZeroPart 1 of 12: Icarax got Ran over by a Yakby The BIONICLE HeroTakanuva loved Christmas. It was absolutely his favorite holiday.He loved the snow, he loved the cheer, he loved the tree, and he even tolerated his family. And if you knew his family, you'd know how amazing that was. Everything and anything about Christmas was just his favorite thing in the whole world, and it was the very reason he suffered through countless hours of fighting to get everyone presents, so that way he could tell them he got them something nice and they'd HAVE to get him something just as big. THAT was the best part of the season to him...But not this year.Or the last few years for that matter. Things just haven't gone his way… especially around the holidays lately. I mean, Thanksgiving '09 he lost his job, Christmas the same year Tahu thought it'd be a good idea for him to fix the turkey, of which they spent the night watching Taka's parent's house burn to the ground, and Halloween 2010... He just tried to keep those memories repressed, but he did remember it had something to do with a cake and some sort of lie... It seemed these days everything Taka even thought of turned into a big pile of useless wreckage.And Taka didn't like it. Not at all… He was beginning to wonder if even Artakha had it better than he did. At least Artakha excepted his horrible life… Well besides the numerous suicide attempts. Why had everything gone wrong for Taka lately…? Why was his life falling apart around him, and just when he thought it couldn't get any worse, the floor would fall out from under him and he'd find a whole basement full of Visorak…Standing there in front of his tree, Taka found he was at one of his lowest points… This year was perhaps the worst yet. Bella was off in Britain with her 'friend', and Taka was here… Stuck in a warehouse/apartment full of people crazier than he was. Thanks to Tahu, even his family hated him now. Well, they weren't fond of him before, but thanks to last New Years, a box of fireworks, and a guy named Guy, they hadn't returned his calls since.So here Taka was, depressed at Christmas. How could it get any worse…ARTAKHA: Hello my friend.Jumping, startled, Taka turned to see the floor had fallen through once more… Well, not literally… you get it.TAKA: Artakha, please… I'm not in the mood…Artakha just sadly nodded.ARTAKHA: It seems no one is ever in the mood for me anymore…Artakha just jumped out the window as he always does during his depression fits. This time not landing on a fire escape…Standing outside carrying a box full of his favorite Christmas decorations, Icarax was getting ready for decorating. He too loved Christmas, but despite his horrible life, he never let it get the best of him. Icarax was just as cheerful as he always was this time of year, getting ready to -From above, a suicidal Artakha landed hard on the poor unsuspecting Makuta…But it wasn't Icarax.Icarax turned startled to see Artakha had landed on some other poor Makuta. Shocked, Icarax stood frozen... Knowing this was too good to be true. He looked arround for other falling objects or escaped creatures or meteors or anything really to make sure it was safe, and to his, and everyone's for that matter, surprise... He was safe...ICARAX: It's a Christmas mirracle...Skipping like a school girl with a sugar rush doing a bad impression of a ballet dancer, Icarax found himself over joyed at how much his luck had changed. That is, until he ran out into the road and got ran over by a Yak.Flying in his slay, pulled by the flying Yak's ('cause they're more efficient than Reindeer... He doesn't have to fill them up as much, Reindeer fuel is expensive these days... Santa has to save money to, ya know, flying arround the world in one night ain't cheap!), a skinny Santa clause looked back as he flew away, eating his non-fat sugar-free cookies.SANTA: Did we hit something?Spitting out the disgusting cookie, Santa tossed it of the side of the slay.SANTA: Stupid diet... Stupid wife thinks she's the boss of me, 'eh?As Santa flew away, he reached into his secret stash of real cookies. 'Cause he's fly like that.But back in the B-Teams living room (and to the real story), Taka just stood staring at the tree still, a single ornament that had a picture of Bella in it drawing most of his attention. He thought she looked beautiful in that picture… Despite the fact her skin was whiter than Kopaka's armor on bath day.Walking in and seeing his friend all depressed, the drunk Tahu knew how to make him feel much, much better.With a very, very good story.TAHU: Taka-sh… Sit-sh down.Takanuva turned… he knew this wouldn't be good.TAKA: Tahu, please, I just want to be alone for a little while.TAHU: Do not-sh worry-sh my friend-sh… I jusht have-sh a story-sh you should hearsh.TAKA: Really? Something really tells me I shouldn't.TAHU: Don't worry, thish ish a very happy shtory… About love-sh, and joy-sh, and family-sh, and Chrishtmash.TAKA: Fine…And with that, Tahu began. Well, he blacked out for a couple seconds first, but as soon as he woke up he began his 'Chrishtmash' tale...Mata Nui help us...P.S. TO THE NUISLAY!!
  24. Happy Birthday 2 MeHappy Birthday Hero!Chapter 1 – Why Are We Here?iBrow Comedy ProductionsSome Jail Cell Somewhere in Some PlaceiBrow bolted up into a sitting position, slamming back down onto the pillow when his face collided with a valve that should not have been there.Where am I? He thought. Last thing I remember is that we were about to chow down on some cake... oh, the lies!Shaking his head sadly, he sat up (avoiding the valve, which after his collision with it had begun to emit steam) and stood to his feet. A quick glance around the room told him where he was: barebones gray walls, bars over the window, and a Lambda symbol on the door sufficed. He was in jail.Naturally, this wasn’t going to stop him.Naturally, this isn’t going to stop ME. iBrow thought, grabbing a white gun from the bedside table. Pointing it at the wall, he clicked the right trigger and an orange portal appeared, revealing a hallway that appeared to be built out of LEGO bricks.“Curious.” He said to himself. “Curious indeed....”He stepped out into the hall, only to leap back inside his room when a flurry of bullets flew across his nose. Poking an eye out, he saw a Turret standing on top of a white platform halfway up the hall.“I’m different.” It called.“Yeah... right.” He muttered. “Different my mask, you oaf.”He fired a blue portal underneath the Turret, causing it to pop out in front of him and beginning firing along the wall before exploding.“Strange.”With that, he activated his Kanohi Volitak and began to make his way to the exit, remembering where he’d been before he woke up in a jail cell.Flashback [insert Flash of White Here]iBrow chuckled as Hero’s Fedora Hat fell into the ice cream, which was mostly melted. Hero muttered furiously for a few seconds before slowly pulling it- soaking wet and dripping ice cream- from the bowl.“Darn it. My Uncharted themed birthday party is ruined!” Hero pouted.“Uncharted?” iBrow asked, glancing over to Ingeitum, who was wearing a paper boat hat and had a sniper rifle in his hands. “I thought this was....”“Of course it’s Uncharted, numb nuts!” Hero snorted. “What else would it be?!”“Team Fortress 2.” iBrow muttered under his breath.End Flashback [insert Flash of White Here]iBrow frowned. That part of the party had sucked.Some Other Jail CellHero yawned as he crawled out of his bed, somehow avoiding the valve in his way and failing to notice the lambda symbol on his door as he took in the room.“What a lovely place.” He yawned. “A little drab though, to be admitted. You’d think Ingeitum and iBrow could’ve found a better place to hang while we sleep off our (milk) hangovers.”Glancing around, he frowned.“Where are iBrow and Ingeitum?” he questioned. “This isn’t going to be like the Hangover, is it? Where I’m the one of the roof for like four hours?”Then he noticed the Gravity Gun on his bedside table.“Sweet!” he grinned. “A Gravity Gun! I don’t know how I know that, but I know that I know that. And the fact that I know that and that I know that I know that makes me awesome. Which of course I have known for some time.”He then proceeded to yank open his door with the Gravity Gun in hand and marched into the hallway, only to have some slimy thing with weird legs leap onto his face.“Argh! Horror movie! Horror game! Horror comedy!” he screamed, flailing around. “Must-get-crowbar-yes!”Grabbing the crowbar from next to his bed with his free hand, Hero slammed the creature off with it. When he was able to see again, he made a face and groaned.“Disgusting!” he groaned. “I hate Headcrabs!”He then proceeded to use the Gravity Gun to fling it out the window, where it would land on the poor Matoran Jaller’s head. But that’s not important. What is important is that Hero was now having a flashback of his own to his birthday party.Flashback [insert Flash of Brown Here]Hero chuckled as he fixed his Fedora, while grabbing a can of root beer. As he did so, he accidentally knocked over iBrow’s winter hat (which his friend liked to call “Napper’s Respite” for whatever reason) into the ice cream. “Darn it Hero!” iBrow muttered, walking over with a gas mask on and a flamethrower in his hands. “Now I’m gonna have to wear the stupid Seal Mask.”Hero shrugged as iBrow pulled out a paper Seal Mask and slapped it on top of the gas mask, while incinerating the entire picnic table.“All better.” iBrow said happily (or at least, Hero thought he sounded happy). “I haven’t gotten to use my Backburner in weeks!”“Hey iBrow, can you set my arrow on fire?” Ingeitum questioned, a Bow and Arrow in his hands. “I’m trying to snipe Nathan over there.”“Nathan?” Hero questioned. “As in Nathan Drake?”“Uh....” Ingeitum trailed off. “Um... no?”iBrow glanced at him, and Ingeitum grinned sheepishly.“Okay, whatever.” Hero waved his hands. “If it’s not Nathan Drake, then it’s fine. By the way guys- thanks for the Uncharted themed party.”Turning around, Hero of course didn’t notice iBrow and Ingeitum questioning each other on how Hero hadn’t noticed the Team Fortress 2 theme. He also didn’t hear the two of them questioning why he hadn’t realized it WAS Nathan Drake that Ingeitum was sniping.End Flashback [insert Flash of Brown Here]Yes, that was a wonderful party. Especially drinking all of that (milk). Yes, a wonderful party indeed. Now to get out.A Third Jail Cell:Ingeitum groaned as he stood up, smashing the valve in front of him into several pieces that spelled the word “Classic”, for whatever reason. He grabbed his Sniper Rifle and Bow and Arrow set from the bedside table and then attempted to reach the door; however, due to a serious case of lag, he began to ##### across the room, halting for several seconds before teleporting to his next location.It was extremely annoying, to say the least.Once he made his way out of the lambda-shaped door (which took what felt like three hours), Ingeitum found himself in a hallway, and was then promptly backstabbed by an invisible Spy who taunted his corpse and then ran away, laughing.Once he’d made his way out of the jail cell again, Ingeitum (still suffering from lag, unfortunately) managed to get to the exit, sniping that Spy along the way. Once at the exit, he saw Jaller with a Headcrab sucking on his mask, and Hewkii, Kongu, and Matoro all attempting to pull it off. Nearby, Tahu was throwing back (milk) after (milk) onto a chained up and writhing Icarax, who looked as if he’d been hit by a train.Shrugging laggily, Ingeitum made his way over to a picnic table and sat down to wait for iBrow and Hero. Suddenly, he began to have his own flashback....Flashback [insert Flash of Gray Here]But then he decided that he had too much lag at the moment to enjoy watching a memory, and so opted out.End Flashback [insert Flash of Gray Here]So he sat down and waited, bored.To Be Continued...How was it?Chapter 2 coming on Tuesday!Happy Birthday to The BIONICLE Hero!-ibrow
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