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  1. I really like the skeleton theme and thus they all look great to me. ... Skull Scorpion sucks though, Let's laugh at it. Ha ha ha ha. Its legs are less articulated than the Nui-Jaga's legs! Now, for a set using CCBS, I'd say that's quite the achievement. What prevents it from using that CCBS piece with the three ball-joints, with two sticking out, then having legs with Invasion From Below claws on the end attached...? ...if Ekimu can batle 'Big Skull Guy' as I have began calling him, why do the Protectors need to the Toa once Ekimu has awakened? THE TOA ARE THE SKELETONS AFTER THE PROTECTORS KILLED THEM IT'S WHY THEY HAVE THE MASKS
  2. Hello everyone! Today I'm showing my self MOC, which is very first time that this my MOC appears to internet! Introducing, Toa Boltrax, Toa of Lighting! As you're going to see, he is Toa of Lighting, well, the colors are incorrect, I know that the colors should have been blue and white. And he is male in alternate universe. I also did a bio for him Name: Boltrax Gender: Male Element: Lighting Weapon(s)/Tool(s): Lighting Katana, 2x Volt SMGs (Before)/Spinable Tetra Machine, 4x Lighting Katanas, 2x Volt SMGs, 2x Shock Mines (After) Mask: Kanohi Ilikari, Mask of Impacts Group: Iron Saber Resistance Team (ISRT) Status: Alive Occupation: Guardian (Vo-Matoran), Toa Species: Vo-Matoran Location: Metru Nui (Toa Empire Alternate Universe) Title: The Flash, Toa of Lighting MOC status: Assembled Biography: Boltrax was once a guardian, now he is known as a Toa of Lighting. During in his universe, there was a civil war, a war against a group of peripheral Vo-Matoran and Toa who didn't accept any other Matoran to come there. During at civil war, Boltrax became a Toa at the last moments of his people dying in war. Boltrax carried Lighting Katana and two Volt SMGs for a combat. Seeing a battle for the first time, he released that killing is terrifying, but there were none of the other choices than fight against them. At one battle, the wormhole appeared from nowhere and sucked him to another alternate dimension called Dark Mirror. When he fell from the sky from the wormhole, damaging his spine caused almost a death for him. Fortunately three mysterious figures appeared and took him to their hideout, far from the core of Metru Nui. Boltrax was repaired, but they implanted their own engine to his back. He is their possible warrior to fight and end empire madness. Boltrax is one of the members of Iron Saber Resistance Team. Personality: "It doesn't matter what or how you're making mistakes, we can always learn from the mistakes. And most important, anything is possible if you believe yourself." -Toa Boltrax Boltrax is silence most of a time, but sometimes he is talkative person when asking from him something. Most of a time he works with the others but sometimes he works alone when he feels it. Boltrax's most comfortable friends are Alarha and Olarokh, but not so cooperative with Hre'zrak and Vahlrog. Powers & Weapon(s)/Tool(s) Boltrax used in civil war two Volt SMGs and one Lighting Katana. After the event where he flew from wormhole and fell from the sky. Causing a serious damages to his spine, ISRT members repaired him and implanted a Spinable Tetra Machine to his back. Boltrax wields three extra workable Lighting Katanas swords and Shock mines. He can absorb, control and even create lighting. He can also perform "Thunder Run" when he absorbs enough lighting, he can use absorbed lighting for supernatural run. Strength: 14/20 Agility: 16.5/20 Endurance: 15/20 Intelligence: 14/20 More pics: www.flickr.com/photos/11494632… Video review: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ehrrk1…
  3. Hey all - i'm fairly new to this site, so we'll see if i did the poll thing right, but i've noticed a lot of discontent about canonizing the weapons of the mangai, mostly based on the fact that the options are just too broad. i figured i'd save us some time and just jump right to the point: should we even bother continuing discussion about the toa tools if the majority doesn't want to know about them? personally, i don't think we should decide on this, and assuming my poll works, i will be voting accordingly. with the element of the last mangai, and everyone's masks, there were/are a specific set of predetermined options we have to choose from. with the tools, it's simply too much, and there are too many opinions from too many people to consider.
  4. The "Bionicle: The Legend Begins" movie is a project I am currently working on. It will cover the years 2001-2002 leading up to the Mask of Light and will feature many Bionicle clips and maybe even some stop-motion. Make sure to turn up your volume and go to 1080p! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kOAjcWE6uE
  5. Hello, It's been a while, BZPower. Having Bionicle come back has been a wild time in my life. Never really thought it would happen, and I'm extremely happy. Anyway, onto what I have made here. The Toa Mata are now, and always be on of my favorite sets, just because of the impact they had on me. Comparatively, they were much more simple than modern CCBC sets, so I wanted to try and bring a splash of the new elements to the original sets. I chose to redesign Kopaka not only because he's my favorite, but also because I had usable colors at the time. It's not a very complex build by any means, but that's exactly what I wanted in a new Mata design, the simplicity with the poseability. More pictures here: Shield Out Standing Straight Hero Pose Action Time If more limb colors would come out I would start working on all of the Toa, but until then, I'll work on Onua. Edit: Image thumbnailed; please don't embed pictures over 640x640 pixels and 100 kB in BBC. -Wind-
  6. So this is actually a self moc of mine that I built recently. I consider it one of my favorite and more unique mocs I have made. Pls giv me fedback. http://imgur.com/FqcSnL7,t2Nw0S3,yQqOZdz,MeYVXGR#3 First one is him without his weapons. Second is him with his disc launcher (that I pride myself on deeply.). Third is with his disc launcher on his back. And fourth is him basically saying "YOU WOT M8! COME @ ME!"
  7. I remember from 2001 the combination sets from all toa being built together. They were called Actually and Walrus. Whoops I mean Akamai and Wairuha, the toa kaita. But instead of having them in 2015 we have ... extra weapons for the toa, I mean masters. So seeing how I'm Canadian and the sets haven't arrived in Canada yet (guss they haven't finished the ancient chant yet) I'm leaving it up to you, yes you, to build the toa kaita so leave what you have built in your comments. If you don't then the toa of valor and wisdom will have been let down by you, yes you.
  8. Ok I know that I'm looking into 2016 which is one and a half years from now, but when that does happen we need Matoran tuned Toa for a new Toa team. If you want to you could list the Matoran you would like to see turned into Toa. Here is my list. 1. Balta Toa Of Fire 2. Macku Toa Of Water 3. Kopeke Toa Of Ice 4. Defilak Toa Of Air 5. Onepu Toa Of Earth 6. Hafu Toa Of Stone. Also you could list the masks you new Toa could wear.
  9. I do hope this is right place to post these anyways. I got Lewa for chrimbus. Decided to take some pics of him and edit said pics to make them look more...well... Awesome? (Both the source photo and the two versions of the edit are my own. Version 1: https://www.flickr.com/photos/x75/15921200389/ Version 2: https://www.flickr.com/photos/x75/15919854928/
  10. Happy New Year, BZPower! As the holidays continue, so too does the Lewa# Studios Holiday Series. This time around, The Nuva Inn kicks off a belated Christmas Naming Day celebration, but things don’t go quite according to plan… As usual, the previous entries in this season’s Holiday Series can be found at the end of the post. Nuva Year’s Eve A BIONICLE comedy by Me! Part 4 of the Lewa# Studios Holiday Series 2014-2015 “Hey Pohatu,” yelled Lewa from somewhere up the stairs, “don’t forget to bring the Toa Santa hats for all of us to wear. And the stuff for the sign. And the red and green paint for me and Tahu. And the cookie-making stuff for Tava. And the Christmas tree and lights from Chapter 3 of TNI. And the fake snow. And the real snow. And the wrapping paper. And the-- “Wait, what do you mean ‘Chapter 3 of TNI?’” asked Pohatu. “Aren’t we in TNI right now?” Lewa pointed up to the sky, where the title card was floating in midair. “No, we’re in the Holiday Series again. Didn’t you notice the prose?” “Oh, right. Now I see. But look, can I at least make more than one trip for all of this stuff?” “No,” said Kopaka, who happened to be wandering past. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed Takanuva as usual. Pohatu sighed. “Fine…” He hefted all of the objects Lewa had asked for in his hands, forming a pile so tall it scraped against the ceiling, and started to walk up the stairs out of the basement very, very slowly. While Pohatu was busy doing that, Lewa walked over to the lobby, where Kopaka was busy cleaning the hotel and Gali was watching the pool. “It’s almost Naming Day, we need to have this place looking festive!” he said. “Clean faster!” Gali shook her head. “Remind me again why we waited until Naming Day Eve to start decorating?” she asked. “Shouldn’t we have started this, oh, I don’t know, before that?” “Hey, I was busy! Doing managery things! Yeah. Definitely managery things.” Gali had a sneaking suspicion that said ‘managery things’ involved smoothies, reclining massage chairs, and movies more than it did actual work, but she didn’t bother mentioning that. “So, what can I do to help?” she asked. “Kopaka, can I help clean?” “No,” said Kopaka. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!” screamed Takanuva. “Will you cut that out!” shouted Lewa, annoyed. “Gali, why don’t you help Takanuva and Onua put up the decorations as soon as Pohatu brings them up from the basement. I have more managery things to take care of. Bye!” Gali sighed. This was going to be quite the Naming Day… * * * One week later, everyone was still waiting for Pohatu to finish bringing up the decorations. (Incidentally, Everyone the Po-Matoran was not waiting. He was busy looking for the bathroom in a variety of highly unlikely locations). Lewa’s private elevator dinged and the Toa Nuva of Air stepped out. “What’s taking us so long?” he demanded. “Naming Day is almost here! Where are those decorations?” “Almost...there…” grunted the heavily-laden Pohatu, as he finally ascended the last step and collapsed, spilling Naming Day decorations everywhere. “Finally! Okay, let’s go! Get decorating!” “Uh, Lewa?” asked Onua, having just come back from posting signs advertising the Inn’s New Year party all over Metru Nui. “You do realize Naming Day was a week ago, right? Tonight is already New Year’s Eve.” “ ” emoticonned Lewa. “What!?!?!?!?!?!?!?” “By the...way...I…” Pohatu started to say before passing out from exhaustion. Onua just shrugged. “Afraid so. We missed Naming Day completely.” “Can’t be. I never got my money!” Everyone stared at Lewa weirdly. (So did Everyone, who had just wandered into the lobby, but that’s beside the point). “Err...I mean...we never got our presents,” he amended. “You know, he’s right,” Takanuva pointed out. “Where was Toa Santa? Obviously we couldn’t give each other our presents since Pohatu hadn’t brought the wrapping paper up, but still…” With a > , Lewa declared, “That does it! We’re going to go outside and find out what happened to our presents, and Toa Santa for that matter! Right now!” “But what about New Year’s--” “Onua, who cares about New Year’s, just go find some decorations, I don’t care. Tahu? Gali? Let’s go.” Blue Eyes Commander, the guest star front desky person, suddenly ran into the room at the literal speed of sound due to all the sugar he constantly ate. “Heyguyswhat’sgoingonooharewegoingonaquestIwannagoIwannagocanIgopleasepleaseplease???????????” The Kraata of Plant Control on his shoulder, Fred, shuddered and looked like he was going to vomit from all the hyperness. Lewa just stared at BEC for several seconds before silently turning and exiting the hotel with Tahu and Gali. “SowhatdoesthatmeanhuhhuhhuhtellmetellmecanIgowasthatayesoranoyouhavetoanswer!! Yesornoyesorno?” “No,” said Kopaka. Takanuva...well, you can probably guess what Takanuva did. * * * Lewa, Tahu, and Gali exited the hotel for the first time all week--and emerged into a scene of chaos. As it was Naming Day Eve, the seven Turaga were in the process of rolling a gigantic shiny disco ball up the side of the Coliseum/Colosseum/whatever, though this was made difficult by the fact that some of them occasionally fell asleep in the middle of it and sent the ball rolling right back down the structure. Turaga Dume was decked out in all the New Year’s celebration gear he could find--a top hat, noisemakers, streamers, an “Auld Lang Syne” shirt (that played the song when you pressed a button on the sleeve), and also some hula leis for whatever bizarre reason. This, of course, was perfectly normal and expected. What wasn’t at all expected was the fact that the entire city was draped end-to-end in webbing with Naming Day lights attached to it, and several Matoran and Rahi were stuck to the webbing as well. Vahki cleanup crews were attempting to remove the sticky substance, but didn’t seem to be having too much luck. “Well, this is...strange,” understated Gali. “At least we know what happened to Toa Santa,” said Tahu. “No way he could get his Axalara through that.” “I WANT MY MONEY I ASKED FOR!!” shouted Lewa. “ ” emoticonned Gali. “You asked for money for Naming Day?” “Of course! Here’s my list, see?” Lewa produced a copy of his Naming Day list, which Gali looked at. The list read: Gali sighed. “Why am I not surprised? Anyway, what should we do about these webs? Wait, Tahu, please don’t--” Before she could catch herself, Tahu had already unsheathed his fire swords. “I know how to get rid of them! BURN STUFF!!” He then lit the nearest glob of webbing on fire, getting rid of the webs but also roasting the lights, the Rahi stuck in the webs, a Vahki cleanup crew, and a few random Matoran who happened to be wandering by. “There! ” Gali and Lewa collectively facepalmed as several Vahki Vorzakh surrounded Tahu, police sirens blaring. <TOA TAHU NUVA, YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR PYROMANIA> said one of the Vorzakh. <ALSO FOR BURNING STUFF> added another. <AND FOR LIGHTING EVERYTHING ON FIRE, YOU CRAZY TOA> said a third. “What? No, I don’t wanna go to jail!” complained Tahu. “BURN STUFF!” He then lit the Vorzakh on fire. Gali just shook her head. “Tahu, you just made everything worse,” she observed, as several more squad of various Vahki types converged on their location, sirens blaring. “No I didn’t!” “Uhh...we don’t know this guy, bye!” said Lewa quickly, shoving Tahu toward the nearest Vahki squad and running. Gali, having no other choice, followed the Toa of Air, leaving Tahu at the mercy of the Vahki. “OKAY YOU PUNKS, WANT SOME FIRE? I’LL TEACH YOU TO ARREST TOA TAHU, YOU #####ING ###### #### ############S!!” shouted Tahu behind them as a massive fireball lit up half of Metru Nui. After using their Kakamas to run to the other side of the island, overshooting the shore, ending up in the water, and then running back to shore, Gali and Lewa stopped to take a short rest. Ga-Metru, like the rest of the island, was likewise covered in webbing, though all the Vahki cleanup crews had been redirected to take care of the pyromaniac issue in Le-Metru. A few students were stuck in the webbing outside East-West-North High, but other than that, the metru seemed largely deserted. “Well, that’s Tahu for you,” Gali observed. “So, what do we do now?” “I want my money!!” said Lewa. “We gotta get rid of those webs right now!” “Thanks, Captain Obvious,” said Gali sarcastically. A superhero with a big “O” on his cape suddenly swooped in out of nowhere. “You’re welcome!” he said, before flying off with a shout of “Captain Obvious, AWAYYYYYY!” With a , both Gali and Lewa watched him go. “So,” said Gali to break the awkward silence, “any ideas on how to break the webs? I’m thinking we could hire a web-demolishing crew--” At a glare from Lewa, she quickly stopped. “Or not.” “We don’t need to spend one single centiwidget of my money! We’ll just do it ourselves. All we have to do is find the source of these webs, then destroy it. Problem solved!” “You’re starting to sound like Tahu...but okay. I don’t have any better ideas that don’t involve spending money. I guess we follow the webs, then.” They walked over to the nearest ground-level web of lights and started to follow the strand, hoping to eventually find the source. As they passed East-West-North High, a webbed-up Jaller shouted, “Hey, a little help, here?” “We’re working on it,” Gali reassured him. Before long, the high school was out of sight and they found themselves in Po-Metru. Here, the webs thinned out significantly due to a lack of tall buildings to attach them to. A group of random Po-Matoran walked past, stepping over the strand of webbing the two Toa were following. “Happy New Year, Toa!” said Random Matoran #35, waving to them. “Happy New Year,” responded Gali. Lewa, however, noticed something in the Matoran’s hand and used his elephantal--er, sorry, ELEMENTAL--powers to blow the object toward Himself. “Hey, what was that for?” demanded Himself, one of the other Po-Matoran in the group. “Sorry,” said Lewa, blowing the object into his hands instead. “You Po-Matoran sure have weird names…” He then examined the object in his hand: a gift-wrapped package, addressed to Random Matoran #35 from Toa Santa. “HEY! it is fair and just!!” Gali just sniggered. “What’s so funny?” Gali pointed to the above paragraph. “Take a look at what you just said. Gotta love word filters.” “Stupid BZP filters...grr...anyway, where did you get this?” he demanded of the Matoran. “And why is it still wrapped when Naming Day was last week?” “Toa Santa dropped it off on Naming Day Eve as usual, and I just really like the wrapping paper,” explained Random Matoran #35. “Why, didn’t you get yours?” “No, nobody did. Or at least I thought nobody did….” Gali facepalmed. “Lewa, the reason the Po-Matoran got their gifts is because there isn’t enough webbing to block Toa Santa’s vehicle from getting through! And I highly doubt Nobody got our gifts, even if he does live in Po-Metru.” “I meant nobody, not Nobody--wait, there’s a Po-Matoran named “Nobody” now? Who’s in charge of naming these guys?” “Sure, Nobody lives just down the street from Everyone, next to Some Guy,” explained Himself. “You know what?” suggested Gali. “Let’s just keep going before we all confuse ourselves.” In spite of more word-filtered shouts of “it is fair and just!” from Lewa, she dragged him along and continued following the webs. In no time at all, they arrived at the Onu-Metru border, where their goal immediately became evident: a small building with dozens of obviously added-on stories making it tower above the landscape. The upper stories had holes poking through them, from which the light-strung webbing emerged. “There it is! Let’s go so Toa Santa can come back and give me my money!” “One-track mind…” muttered Gali, following Lewa toward the building. As they got closer, she noticed a sign on the building that read “Nuparu’s Discount Naming Day New Year’s Electronics Store.” Lewa barged into the store, expecting to see Nuparu, though no one was present. Gali followed close behind. Above them, a series of catwalks and crossbeams stretched up to the very top of the building, where she saw something moving around the webs. “Hey!” shouted Lewa. “You get rid of these webs right now, whoever you are!” “What does it look like I’m doing?” a voice shot back. A few moments later, Nuparu glided to the ground on a makeshift parachute (made from what appeared to be Tarakava hide, a couple of plungers, and a skateboard). “I’ve been trying to fix this issue all week after those Visorak came in here and smashed up my store! Look!” Gali and Lewa switched to their Akaku and looked upward to see a huge bundle of webbing and lights sitting in the middle of the store at the very top. The webs stretched out of this bundle and outside the store, going all over the city. “Well, that solves that problem,” muttered Gali. “Nuparu, I hate to ask this, but...since there won’t be any holidays for a while after today, do you really need this store?” “Well...no,” admitted Nuparu. “Why, what are you going to do?” Gali took a deep breath and looked up, as though asking Mata Nui himself for guidance. Then she said, “I can’t believe I’m doing this...but let’s face it, we’re missing all the New Year’s celebrations because of this. I just want to get it over with.” She dug around in her Toa-Pocket(™) for a few moments until she finally produced a box of lighter fluid, some matches, a lighter, gasoline, and other flammable objects. “HEY TAHU!” she yelled. “LOOK WHAT I HAVE!” Five seconds later, the Toa of Fire barreled into the store, dragging several Vahki, some more webbing, and a few police sirens with him. With a cry of “BURN STUFF!!1” he burnt all the excess baggage off of him. “Cool, flammable stuff!” he said upon seeing Gali. “Where did you get that?” Gali wasn’t about to admit that she kept a Tahu Summoning Kit with her at all times on the off chance something like this would happen, so she said, “Somewhere, but never mind. I found something for you to burn: this whole building.” “ ” Nuparu emoticonned. “Are you crazy!?!?!?!?!?!?!?” “By the way, I love exclamation points and question marks together!” said a randomly appeared Pohatu, but everyone was too busy running away from Tahu to comment on the running joke. “Awesome! BURN STUFF!!1!!111one!one!!1monroe!!” yelled Tahu noobishly, as he summoned a Nova Blast to incinerate the entire building. As Lewa, Gali, Pohatu, and Nuparu watched from a safe distance, the fire consumed not only the entire building, but a good chunk of (luckily abandoned) tunnels below. More to the point, the fire spread out from the central tangle of webbing to roast the webs all across the city just as Gali had expected, though it had diminished enough by the time it exited the building that it was no threat to any of the Matoran, Rahi, or Vahki. Before too long, the entire city was web-free once again. “All right!” shouted Lewa triumphantly. “Quick, let’s get back to the hotel. I want my presents!” “Toa Santa wouldn’t have gotten here yet, you moron!” said Gali. “But let’s get back anyway. Hopefully we didn’t miss the festivities!” * * * One Kakama-dash later, the four Toa Nuva arrived to find a completely deserted Nuva Inn. “Apparently we did miss the festivities,” Lewa pointed out. “No, don’t worry, they all went to the Coliseum/Colosseum/whatever for the big countdown,” said Pohatu. Lewa, Tahu, and Gali all stared at him. “What? I can be smart sometimes…” “If that’s true, then why are you here with us?” asked Gali. “Because I love exclamation points and question marks together!” the Toa of Stone proclaimed, as if that cleared everything up. “Let’s go!” “But I want to get my presents,” pouted Lewa. Gali facepalmed yet again. “I already told you, Toa Santa didn’t come yet! He needs time to get here.” “Fine…” The four of them left the Inn and made a Nui-Ramaline to the Colosseum/Coliseum/whatever, which was a lot easier to find with the giant shiny disco ball on top of it. Apparently the Turaga had eventually succeeded in their task. All around the structure, Matoran, Toa, and other beings had gathered to watch the countdown to the new year. Gali spotted Onua talking to a few Onu-Matoran and walked over to him. “Onua, there you are! What did we miss?” Onua shrugged. “I had another argument with the narrator, a bunch of Matoran got squished flat by that disco ball a few times but they’ll live, Makuta showed up to attack but Lhikan’s ghost scared him off, a Tahtorak showed up to celebrate but accidentally sat on Onewa but he’ll be fine, Matau got annoyed that Onewa will be fine, Vakama blamed himself for it, and the entire city lit on fire. Other than that, not much.” “Yeah, the fire thing? That was me!” proclaimed Tahu proudly. “Why am I not surprised? Anyway, the webs are gone at least.” “Where are the others?” “Kopaka and Takanuva are over there, BEC is running around hyperly as usual, and Tava is handing out free pies, but he’s eating every other one he makes. Never mind them, Dume’s about to talk!” Turaga Dume emerged onto the balcony with a dog in his hand. Then he remembered that dogs don’t exist in BIONICLE, and the dog vanished. “AHEM! Testing, 1, 2, 3...Is this thing on?” he said into the sound system. “Mega-Muaka-mauled-a-mob-of-mighty-Mukau. Oh good, it’s working!” All of the assembled beings immediately performed their best Kopeke impressions. There weren’t really many better ways of reacting to this. “Yes, anyway, sorry about that,” continued the Turaga. “2014 has been a great year for BIONICLE! We had our high points and our low points, and our random points, but we look forward to our glorious return in 2015! Well, of sorts, anyway. Actually I think only the Toa Nuva will get to return. But enough about that, let’s just celebrate! Begin the countdown!” “Did you understand any of what he was talking about?” whispered Pohatu. “2014 was a great year...past that I’m lost…” Onua responded. Gali nodded in agreement. “BEGIN THE COUNTDOWN!” shouted Dume, louder this time. When nothing happened, he asked, “Where is that annoying little Onu-Matoran? Has anyone seen Nuparu?” Tahu raised his hand. “I think he’s still cleaning up the ashes of his store. Long story. But I can help with the countdown!” “I don’t think that’s the best idea…” muttered Gali worriedly. “An excellent suggestion!” declared Dume. “Let us begin! 30!” Tahu lifted his swords and shot twin plumes of fire into the air, which resolved themselves into a giant fiery number 30. “29! 28! 27!” As Tahu sent more and more fire into the air in the shapes of the different numbers, the assembled beings started chanting along with Dume while they watched the spectacle. Above Dume, the five other Turaga (minus Onewa, who was still recovering from being squashed by a Tahtorak butt) strained against the weight of the massive shiny disco ball, preparing to drop it on cue. “17! 16! 15!” chanted Everyone. The others all stared at him. “We’re only on number 26,” Vhisola pointed out. “26! 25! 24!” the group resumed, as Tahu continued to light up the night sky with fiery numbers. “23! 22! 21!” “PIES!” called Tava, the Toa of Pie, as he walked through the crowds with a concession stand seller’s outfit on and steaming hot pies in each of his hands. “GET YOUR PIES HERE!” He gave one of the pies to a random Matoran and popped the other into his mouth, before using his powers to summon two more pies and continuing on. “20! 19! 18! 17! 16! 15!” A sudden gust of wind and the sounds of jingling bells made several Matoran look up, along with the Toa Nuva. “Hey, is that…?” asked Gali, pointing at a small light in the night sky that was rapidly growing bigger and more reddish. “Is that Toa Santa?” “WHERE!?” demanded Lewa. “14! 13! 12! 11! 10! 9!” continued the chant. Tahu continued his fiery show, but it was clear he was running out of energy. “8! 7! 6!” The light grew closer, and by this time it became clear that the light was a red Axalara, pulled by eight Kikanalo with Kanohi Kadin glued to their feet, and dragging a cobbled-together platform behind it. A certain red Toa was driving the vehicle, and the six Bohrok-Kal were clinging to the sides. “Took us a whole week, but we finally made it back to a web-free Metru Nui!” Toa Santa called out. Dume, the other Turaga, and most of the Matoran remained oblivious to this, especially the Po-Matoran (who had already gotten their gifts and could care less about Toa Santa’s return). “5! 4! 3!” they chanted. Dume signaled to the other Turaga to prepare to drop their cargo. “2! 1! HAPPY NEW YEAR!” The Turaga moved out of the way and let the disco ball plummet down the side of the Coliseum/Colosseum/whatever. Unfortunately, Toa Santa and his vehicle happened to be passing underneath it at that exact moment. “Merry Naming Day and a Happy New--” the Toa of Naming Day declared, before he noticed the disco ball about to crush him. “I’ll save you, Toa Santa!” Tahu called out. “Wait, no--” warned Gali. But it was too late. Tahu sent a fiery number -1 at the ball (he had forgotten the countdown was over), which reflected off of the shiny surface and sent fire flying everywhere. Lewa sprang into action and flew up to Toa Santa’s Axalara, creating a shield with wind to protect the vehicle. “MY PRECIOUS GIFTS!!” “Everyone, everyone, please remain calm,” said Dume. “We have a minor fire situation here. There is no need to panic--” “WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!” screamed Vakama suddenly, having grabbed the microphone from Dume. “It’s all my fault we’re gonna die! It’s all my fault there’s fire everywhere! It’s all my fault Toa Santa came late! It’s all my fault that it’s all my fault!” “Time to pull the plug…” muttered Gali, finding the plug for the sound system and yanking it out. Toa Santa landed his vehicle next to where the Toa Nuva were standing. “Come on,” said Lewa, “Toa Santa’s taking us back to the Inn.” “But what about the fire everywhere? The screaming Matoran? The utter disaster?” asked Gali. “Who cares, Dume can deal with it. But we have more important things to do! Like celebrating a belated Naming Day!” Having no better ideas, Gali reluctantly clambered on board the Axalara with the other Toa Nuva, BEC, Fred, and Tava. Toa Santa took the controls and steered them away from the chaos toward Le-Metru and The Nuva Inn. * * * “Well,” proclaimed Lewa once they had opened their gifts from Toa Santa, closed the Inn for the night, and settled down comfortably in the lobby, “That could have been worse. At least I got everything I asked for!” “How could that possibly have gone any worse?” asked Onua. “I could have NOT gotten my money!” “Typical.” “ ” emoticonned Takanuva suddenly. “Uhh...what?” asked Pohatu. Then he suddenly said, “ ” “What’s with the emoti-- ” said Onua. “ ” said Kopaka. Before any more random emoticons could be used, Gali had a sneaking suspicion. She rummaged around behind the couch for a few moments, producing a bottle of shampoo, a velociraptor, an extension cord, and a few bunches of grapes before triumphantly grabbing a kraata and holding it aloft. “A-HA! I knew it had to be one of you. Where did you come from?” “The Thanksgiving feast, last year. Wait, am I in the future?” “A Kraata of Emoticon Control. Figures. Get out of here.” With a whunt, she whunted the Kraata of Emoticon Control off to who knows where. “Hey, that’s my sound effect!” complained Pohatu. Gali sighed. “Well,” she said finally, “Happy 2015, everyone! Here’s to maybe a bit less chaos, though we’re not exactly off to a good start...oh, and Merry Naming Day too, while we’re at it.” “Happy 2015!” the others called out. “You know,” muttered Onua, “we didn’t really do anything too special for Naming Day, but it’s not technically over yet for us! That gives me an idea…. THE END Bob the Word Counting 2015 Villager: This comedy has 4,077 words. These things keep getting longer and longer… ~Happy New Year from Lewa# Studios! Halloween Special 2014 Thanksgiving Special 2014 Christmas Special 2014 Lewa0111 Nuva
  11. Sorry if these are really dumb questions. But Bionicle.com is a bit unclear about it, and as far as I can tell there's no easy online resource for Bionicle 2.0's story info. I'm trying to work out the exact abilities of the new Toa. As far as I can tell, their masks are now the source of their elemental powers, and without the masks they have none? Also has it been said anywhere that removing their masks weakens them, as it did in the old storyline? What do the Golden Masks do? The character bios on the official website also note other powers the Toa have; for example Lewa can "commune with plants and the wind" and Onua has "night vision". I thought these might be secondary powers that the Toa possess even without their masks, but Tahu/Gali are noted as having "fire/water control" which is most likely another way of saying "fire/water elemental powers". So are the abilities noted under 'powers' all abilities granted by the masks? If so, why don't all six Toa have "(element) control" listed? Or can Tahu and Gali control their element even without their masks? I thought the new storyline was supposed to be simpler.
  12. The current official Protector/Toa (ProToa) combiners, while interesting enough, have one common deficiency: they stink like a Toa of Dumpsters went nova. To amend this, I went to get a couple of Protectors and combined them with their respective Toa. I wanted to make the combinations easily reversible from the Toa's side, incorporate elements of both Toa and Protector tools, have some Skull Spider integration, and be done only with pieces from the Toa and Protector sets. Here's what I came up with. Pohatu + Protector of Herbs and Spices Stone http://i.imgur.com/xEZ5NLW.jpg This one's my personal favorite of the two. The projectile weapon is identical to the official design. It looked nice, so why change it? I made the armor on both arms symmetrical, and fashioned a pair of "headdress" shoulderpads to accentuate a "tribal chieftan" look. To this end, the tool in his left hand is a double-ended War Rattle. Lewa + Protector of Jungle http://i.imgur.com/gJSwu7e.jpg Not much to say about this one. The clawed feet are a shoutout to Lewa Nuva's MoL design. What do you guys think? Do you have custom ProToa combiners of your own to share? Edit: Images linked; please keep posted images in BBC to 640x640 pixels and 100 kB, about. -Wind-
  13. This MOC is based off my first ever character on BZPRPG. Hope you like it http://imgur.com/msK36Fz http://imgur.com/1trOxv6 http://imgur.com/KLUJ7gQ
  14. woooh, a moc from me, she's a toa of Psionics that channels her psionic energy into her super impractical sword, making it appear more intimidating then it really is. https://33.media.tumblr.com/3e8c417d85b72af33188525b260232bf/tumblr_ngr8qrWsfp1rmhke0o1_1280.jpg https://33.media.tumblr.com/2095c13d86fe8798a314d623e3cdda5d/tumblr_ngr8qrWsfp1rmhke0o2_1280.jpg https://38.media.tumblr.com/74ec58fb4a82601c61d83f0bf88fabb3/tumblr_ngr8qrWsfp1rmhke0o3_1280.jpg https://38.media.tumblr.com/5b7cb9788f93466008d205a10b6d0658/tumblr_ngr8qrWsfp1rmhke0o4_1280.jpg https://33.media.tumblr.com/4d60b79bb40eb70611a94ea5139bfe10/tumblr_ngr8qrWsfp1rmhke0o5_1280.jpg wooooh for lighting. :U
  15. I built a Toa team back in 2008. They've appeared at BrickFair many times since then, but I never posted them because I always wanted to do something more with them. Enough procrastinating though, I'm not solid on some of these names and don't have backstories for half, but I like what I've built (though will probably experiment with CCBS shells, especially with the Water Toa's torso). I've put pictures on BrickShelf and Flickr. The team itself is composed on six Toa who were the last surviving members of their respective teams. They've banded together with a new destiny as a new team. My goal while building was to give them some similar characteristics (due to my building preferences), but make them all different given their origins. I gave them all Rahkshi legs and Mata feet since those are my favorite, but after that anything was fair game. Lekia, Toa of Air, nimble and wielding a boomerang. Korou, Toa of Earth, inspired by other diggers. (Rahkshi legs on the arms here instead, but those are arguably more powerful on Onu-Toa.) Kapiro, Toa of Fire: Kapiro likes to make a solid flame sword and, when necessary, spirals of fire. (His mask of telekinesis helps with this.) He has also forged his own backup blade (just in case). Koji, Toa of Ice: Koji fought to his last breath--before being wrapped in a cocoon of ice. While the rest of his team fell while defending their home island from an invasion, he released a nova blast of ice, first drawing in the cold to make the surrounding area molten hot, and then releasing a wave of ice that enveloped the whole island, stopped his enemies, and encasing him for a millennium in ice. When he finally thawed and emerged on a new island, where he would meet his new team, the ice had become a part of him and his armor. Roxoro, Toa of Stone, as tough as they get. Makoa, Toa of Water Makoa is only partially healed from being infected with Visorak venom. While she was able to get the cure before being permanently transformed into a Hordika, the rest of her team was not so lucky, and she still has flecks of her Hordika side in her armor and mentality. A fin resides on her back and blades on her arms, along with her "shark's tooth" stinger. Furthermore, she has a bit of a taste-for-blood temper, which is especially present when moving through the water. (This was my first attempt at a movable waist, but I need to implement it better.) I realize since these MOCs are 6+ years old, CC for something where my skills have changed is a moot point ("It seemed good at the time"). But I don't mind small tidbits anyway. Mostly I just wanted to finally post these officially, before I change them. (I might also dismantle a few to make way for new MOCs. "Kill your darlings" and all that.) And a reminder, I've put pictures on BrickShelf and Flickr. -CF
  16. We are proud to present our newest paramilitary product, the Techno Organic Armor unit, or TOA. Made as a supplementary full body armour system that easily fits over a standard issue Motor Assisted Techno Organic Reaction Axiom Nervesuit, a TOA unit is a composite of high strength metalic cladding and exo skeleton components, combined with muscle cell cultures grown from a DNA sample of the TOA's designated pilot. When a designated pilot that has undergone full TOA certification and registration enters their designated unit, the muscle cells "fuse" with the pilot, allowing for direct neural control of the unit and enhancement of the pilot's strength and stamina. Undifferentiated cell cultures contained within the TOA unit grant it amazing regenerative capabilities, allowing for easy replacement of damaged components and limbs in the field, without the need for advanced medical or biotechnology training. Because all living cell components are derived from pilot DNA, in the event of catastrophic system failure or loss, a replacement TOA unit can be grown, and the pilot reconditioned for subsequent redeployment. TOA units are built with only the most advanced digital and organic security features, with bioinformatic feedback and DNA recognition as a design paradigm. TOA units will never activate for any adversary that gains physical access to the unit. Your control is assured, from cell to circuit™. No matter whether you're ensuring the security of your assets and personell or enacting a proactive interests protection plan, act with confidence: act with TOA. Product rollout to selected enforcement agencies is scheduled to begin soon! Note: Because cell cultures will reject all organisms attempting to access the unit that are not the designated pilot, TOA units may not be transferred between pilots. This is by design. We strongly recommend against attempting activation of a TOA unit with any person who is not the designated pilot for that unit. If you require additional TOA pilots, please aqcuire individual TOA units and TOA operation certification for each additional pilot desired. Note: Please allow several minutes for fusion and diffusion of cell cultures at the activation and deactivation of the unit, respectively. Note: Images shown are for demonstration purposes only, and may not reflect the final product. All designs subject to change. Edit: Well, everyone, you've twisted my arm. Here's a new Tahu drawing, featuring exlusive guest star Lewa.
  17. 1920x1080 Wallpapers of the 2015 Toa in the new animation style. I've been toying with the idea of making Bionicle wallpapers for each element for quite a while and after LEGO was kind enough to upload the presentation slides of the NYCC panel on social media, it finally happened =) Hope you enjoy and that these help pass the time until January 2015 a bit! -VF
  18. Read this first before voting. Lately, there has been quite a lot of debate regarding fans canonizing Gen1 Bionicle details. While these canonizations usually don't provide any insight into the future of the story, mostly due to the fact that Greg doesn't outline his web serials thus cannot provide us with this information, they do provide interesting factual information that helps enrich the in-world history in Bionicle (ex. elements of all the Toa Mangai), however some fans feel that they backfire, myself included in the case of Su-Matoran/Toa/Turaga heat resistance. The fans that don't like these canonizations feel as if they are pointless, trivial, and don't offer any real insight into the story. I would also feel inclined to point out that this is the only medium we have at our disposal to find out anything new and interesting about Gen1 Bionicle, a story that was sadly cut short. With that intro, I would like to point out that a member of BZP, maletoaofwatee, has been quite active of LMB and has managed to give BZP the gift of choosing the Kanohi of the rest of the 7 Toa Mangai. Since some people feel that the Kanohi should be left undetermined, I would like to host a poll and ask people the question above. Finally, I would ask you to explain why you picked the answer you picked. HOWEVER if your explaination is going to be filled with sarcasm, ridicule, offensiveness to other members based on their standpoint, I advise that you do not post in this topic.
  19. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! (Unless you live outside of America. In which case, happy end-of-November, everyone! (Unless you live outside of Earth. In which case, happy generic day for no reason, everyone! (Unless you live outside of existence. In which case, happy nothing, because you don’t exist! (Whoa, parenthesis within parenthesis. (This is so weird! (Okay, I’m done now. Sorry for getting carried away…)))))) Hopefully you all had a day free of insane pie-obsessed Matoran. The same, unfortunately, cannot be said for our favorite Bionicle comedy characters! So now I present to you the second installment of the revived Lewa# Studios Holiday Series for your listening reading enjoyment. Note: The previous Thanksgiving Day special, one of the few that survived the archives, can be found here if anyone is interested. A link to the previous comedies in this year's Holiday Series can be found at the end of the topic. Enjoy! A Thanksmatau Day Feast A BIONICLE comedy by Me! Part 2 of the Lewa# Studios Holiday Series 2014-2015 Turaga Nokama sighed for the 9,321st time that week as the unconscious costumed Toa Nuva were carted away by the Vahki. Matau was still laughing his mask off in the other room at his Madu-related prank, but Nokama was less than amused. “Matau,” she said, “what in Mata Nui’s brain possessed you to ruin yet another holiday? At your age, you really should have matured by now.” “But I am mature! Just because I’m mature doesn’t mean I can’t act like a little kid and pull pranks and be childish! ...Or does it? What does “mature” mean again?” “It’s times like these that I can’t tell if you’re senile or just dumb.” “If you must know, it was Whenua’s idea. Besides, Turaga Dume’s holidays ruin themselves without fail every single time. It’s not like I could possibly have made anything worse,” Matau pointed out, completely ignoring Nokama’s insult as usual. To add to his point, a large explosion echoed from the general direction of the Coliseum as the big pumpkin the Matoran had been attempting to stick on the top of the building spontaneously combusted for no apparent reason, raining pumpkin chunks everywhere. “See?” “PIE! I’ll make a Pumpkin Pie!!” shouted Tava, who had somehow awakened instantaneously due to the smell of potential pie ingredients. The Toa of Pie started running around hyperly, gathering all of the pumpkin pieces together to bake hundreds of pies, which he promptly ate. “Just promise me you’ll be on your best behavior for the next holiday. What is the next holiday, anyway?” “Let me see…” Matau pulled out the large stone tablet that Turaga Dume had chiseled the dates of all of his holidays for that year upon. “Hey, look at that! Next up is Thanksgiving! That’s one of my favorite holidays!” With a , Nokama asked, “Why Thanksgiving? Last year as I recall, you got beaten up by Keetongu. I’d think you would hate that holiday.” “Last year wasn’t too great, but I mostly like reminiscing about one of our earliest Thanksgivings. It was back when we were still Toa...back in the days of Ask Matau!...” Matau promptly fell asleep. So did Nokama a few minutes later due to the boredom of Matau being asleep. Luckily, however, when Nokama fell asleep, she accidentally landed on the Random Flashback Generator Button (a gift from Nixie some time before). The generator immediately flashed back to the very same holiday that Matau had mentioned in a remarkable coincidence. [FLASHBACK!] Toa Matau logged off of his computer and sat back in his chair. “Another hilarious episode of Ask Matau! finished!” he said contentedly. “So, Nokama, did you want to go out--” *SLAP!* “--go outside because it’s hot in here,” finished Matau with a . “Oh, oops...sorry! Whenua, do you mind?” asked Nokama. “No problem!” The Toa Metru of Earth lifted Matau up and threw him into the kitchen. A few minutes later, he came back out, wide awake, riding a wave of cheese with a very ecstatic Roporak surfing on said wave and shoveling cheese into his mouth. “There, he’s awake.” “What was that for!?!?!?!?!?” demanded Matau as he spat cheese out of his mouth. Pohatu appeared but was shoved back by the cheese wave into the time-comedy warp vortex before he could say his line. Whenua shrugged. “Like I said. You’re awake. Anyway, what should we do now?” “We could start another episode--” Matau began, but was cut off when he noticed Vohtarak had already taken the computer. “Or not.” “Why don’t you all go into the city and walk around for a while?” offered Keelerak. “We Visorak can watch the house.” “HA! No way, that sounds boring. I’d rather do...not-that.” “Well, I think it’s a great idea,” said Nokama. “Exploring Metru Nui is always fun.” Immediately Matau got excited. “Of course, that’s a brilliant idea! Let’s explore Metru Nui! That would be super fun and I always wanted to do that!” he exclaimed. “Let’s go let’s go let’s go!!” “ “ Keelerak emoticonned. “Whatever, we’ll see you three later!” * * * The three Toa Metru (or as Matau would put it, the Three Awesome Metru) walked through Le-Metru in the general direction of the Coliseum. Luckily, the Coliseum was so big, even Matau couldn’t get lost if he was looking for it. The streets, however, were oddly devoid of Matoran. “Where is everyone, I wonder?” asked Nokama. “I’m right here, duh,” said Everyone, a Po-Matoran with a weird name. “Are you wondering why I’m not at that feast, too? I figured there’s always next year.” “Feast?” asked Matau and Whenua at the same time. “No, but it sounds interesting,” Nokama said to Everyone. “This is the first I’ve heard of the feast. I guess we should check it out. Where is it?” “At the Coliseum. Or Colosseum. However you spell it. Bye!” Everyone left as randomly as he had come. “Food?” asked Matau and Whenua at the same time. Nokama looked at them. “Wow, you must be hungry if that’s all you can say…” she observed, after realizing that they hadn’t eaten all day due to the kitchen-destroying cheese tsunami from earlier. “Let’s get to the Coliseum and check out this feast.” “FOOD! YES THANK YOU NOKAMA YOU ARE AMAZING I LOVE YOU!!” Matau then tried to kiss Nokama, but the Toa of Water ducked and sent him flying four paragraphs ahead with a well-placed *SLAP!* “ “ emoticonned Whenua. “That was...violent.” “Eh, I’m having a bad day. Let’s just go.” The Toa continued onward until they got close to the Coliseum. From there, they could smell something very delicious wafting out from inside the building. “Mmm, that smells great!” “It’s all my fault there’s all this food! It’s all my fault it smells so good! It’s all my fault there’s so much pie!” said a voice from inside. “It’s all my fault that it’s annoying! It’s all my fault that it’s all my fault!” Surprisingly, it wasn’t Vakama who came out to greet them, however. Instead, it was Onewa, who quickly slammed the doors shut to muffle Vakama’s constant complaints. “Nokama! Just the Toa I wanted to see. Finally decided to ditch Matau? Great, then you can sit with me for the feast! No hard feelings, Whenua, but she’s mine now--MMMMMMF!” The “MMMMMMF!” was because at that moment, Matau had flown in from four paragraphs ago and landed on top of the Toa of Stone. Matau looked down at the flattened Onewa. “Oh, good, it wasn’t anyone not-annoying.” He stood up and brushed himself off. “Ouch…” “Yeah, sorry about that. I guess I hit a little too hard,” apologized Nokaam. “Wait, don’t tell me the Kraata of Letter Control was invited, too!” “Of course I was!” said the aforementioned kraata, slithering over the unconscious Oonywah. “That’s right!” added Turaga Dume who had come outside to see what was going on. “Everyone who is anyone is here! But not anyone who is Everyone, unfortunately. I asked, but he didn’t seem interested.” “Yeah, we met him already. Can we come?” “Sure! You’re everyone who is anyone, but not Everyone! Of course you’re invited!” “I’m confused…” muttered Matau as they walked inside. * * * Upon entering the Coliseum/Colosseum/whatever, the three Toa Metru were assaulted by all kinds of smells (mostly food), sights (Vakama annoying Nuju into unconsciousness, Tava running around like a maniac eating pies, Vahki looking forlonrly at the food they were unable to eat due to being robots, the Kraata of Letter Control making me spell “forlornly” wrong a few words ago), sounds (Tava’s omnipresent shout of “PIE!”, the grunts of random Rahi that had also been invited, the squish of pies being flung into Tava’s open mouth), and other things. A massive ringed table had been set up in the center of the building, but unfortunately, only the outer part of the ring was being used due to the table being so wide that no one could reach the inside without stepping in a lot of the food. “Well,” said Whenua, “let’s eat!” He, Matau, and Nokama found three empty seats in a row, in between a Kraata of Emoticons and Random Matoran #35. ”I call middle!” shouted Matau, sitting in the middle chair. “Ouch!” yelled Minifigure Kongu, who Matau had just accidentally sat on. “Watch where you put your butt!” “Oops,” said Matau with a , as he started sprouting wool, walking on four legs, and generally turning into a sheep. Nokama just sighed. “Guess he’s sheepish again.” “ *rimshot* “ rimshotted Random Matoran #35. “Nah, it’s okay, I can move. I was getting annoyed about not being able to see the food, anyway,” said Minifigure Kongu as he hopped up onto the table and took a seat on a dinner roll. Or, rather, a Dinner Roll Pie, since every food on the table was actually made in pie form. Whenua stared after the sheepish Matau. “Guess we have to wait for him to be done, then….” * * * Several minutes later, Matau had un-sheepified himself and sat down between Nokama and Whenua. “Sorry, I was sheepish,” he said, “what did I miss? Ooh! Food!” Matau immediately began grabbing slices of the many, many pies on the table. “Not much, to be honest. Just randomness, as usual. Minifigure Kongu fell into a Gravy Pie, Tava had to be restrained with a straightjacket made of Antipie over in the corner, and somebody accidentally invited the Piraka for no reason, so they’ve been stealing everyone else’s pies. Other than that, it’s been pretty normal.” “...” ellipsed Matau, the only reasonable response to such a description. “Huh. Oh well!” He immediately began digging in to all the food. “Hey, use your own Toa tools!” complained Whenua, snatching his drills back from Matau who had been using them to dig with. “But Air Katana aren’t as good at digging!” Just then, Nokama noticed Turaga Dume attempting to get everyone’s attention up on his elevating platform thing. However, he appeared to be performing some sort of weird charades. “Guys, look!” “ “ emoticonned Whenua, growing an afro on his head. “ “ agreed Matau. Nokama stared at the two Toa in puzzlement for several moments, and then noticed the nearby Kraata of Emoticon Control. “That does it,” she groaned, and summoned a massive waterspout beneath said kraata’s chair, sending the creature flying into the next year. “Thank you,” said Whenua. “What’s Dume doing?” Dume went into a flurry of hand motions that resembled the Chicken Dance before launching into something much like the Macarena, which looked especially weird without music. Then there was a sudden commotion from somewhere behind the Three Awesome Metru, and Nuparu jumped up from inside a maintenance hatch in the floor, his mask askew and covered in engine oil. “Sorry, Dume! I didn’t realize--hang on!” He then ducked back in and seemed to be rummaging around, tossing out various random objects including an old Olmak, a few protodermis canisters, a two-headed Tarakava, a Bohrok, and a paperclip. As soon as the paperclip flew away, an earsplitting screech echoed through the area. “OWWWW!” screamed Matau. “WHAT THE KARZAHNI IS THAT!?!?!?!?!?!?!?” A cheese-covered Pohatu appeared and said his usual line, but no one could hear him over the racquet. He jumped off the tennis racquet and repeated his line. “By the way, I love exclamation points and--” “DON’T USE THAT JOKE!” shouted Matau, shoving him back through the time-comedy warp vortex. With a , Pohatu vanished. “Sorry, sorry!” yelled Nuparu, making a few more adjustments to the whatever-it-was beneath the floor. Finally, the screeching stopped, and Turaga Dume’s voice echoed through the building: “AHEM! Testing, 1, 2, 3...Is this thing on? Mega-Muaka-mauled-a-mob-of-mighty-Mukau. Oh good, it’s working!” Seeing everyone staring up at him with an expression resembling the “blink” emoticon on their faces, he quickly continued, “Sorry about that, we’ve been having issues with Nuparu’s new sound system all day. Anyway, welcome to the first ever Metru Nui Thanksgiving feast!” “Hey, didn’t the first feast already happen? Or...happen in the future? Or whatever? I’m pretty sure Takanuva went nuts, everyone went on quests to find various food items, and lots of shenanigans involving pie happened,” shouted Random Matoran #35. “Right, first, that originally happened, but it is no longer canon since the comedy got deleted in the BZP archive purge, so it doesn’t count. And second, no breaking the fourth wall.” “HYPOCRITE!” shouted Random Matoran #35. A hippo inside a crate suddenly landed on his head. “ “ he emoticonned. “I said hypocrite, not hippo crate!” The hippo-in-crate disappeared as randomly as it had come. Dume cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention again. “So, yes, anyhow. I’m pleased to announce this new holiday and I think it is important that we all celebrate things. So let’s eat!” In a move that shocked everyone (but no one more than Nokama), Matau of all people raised his hand to interrupt, rather than just continuing to eat like crazy. “Hey Dume, you didn’t explain what this holiday is for, anyway!” “ “ Dume emoticonned. “Matau!?” Nokama put one foot on the time-comedy warp vortex that was about to open before Pohatu could reuse his joke from earlier. “Yeah, I’m surprised too...who are you and what have you done with Matau Metru?” “Calm down, everyone, can’t I ask a question once in a while? Artakha, people, come on!” Artakha, who had been ignored by everyone up until now but was indeed at the feast, looked up from a mouthful of pie. “What?” “Not you, I just said ‘Artakha’ as an expression. I wasn’t calling your name.” “Oh. That’s confusing as all Karzahni…” “WHAT!?” demanded Karzahni, halfway through an Evil Pie. “Not you, I just said ‘Karzahni’ as an expression. I wasn’t calling your name.” “Oh,” said Karzahni. “Artakha! That’s hard to follow.” “What?” asked Artakha. “Not you, I just said--” “ENOUGH ALREADY!” demanded Dume, cranking the volume on the sound system up to full blast and cutting off the overly-long joke. “Also, no swearing in BIONICLE. Let’s get back on topic. To answer your question, Matau, this is a holiday commemorating...something, I’m not sure what, but basically we are thankful for everything in our lives. Thankful for this city, this building, the pie on our plates, the pie in our stomachs, the Matoran who work to keep everything running, the Toa who protect us, the--” “Hey,” Matau interrupted again. “What was that last one?” “‘The Toa who protect us?’” Nokama facepalmed. “Oh no, I know where this is going…” she groaned. Beside her, Whenua rolled his eyes and nodded in agreement. “That’s a great idea!” said Matau, getting up from the table and walking over to where Nuparu was still fiddling with his machinery. “I think we should focus completely on that. Hey Nuparu, can I borrow your sound system for a minute?” “No,” said Nuparu. “Okay, great.” Matau grabbed a spare microphone from out of Nuparu’s hands and addressed the audience: "Huh?" asked the audience. Oh, sorry. My bad. Matau grabbed a spare microphone from out of Nuparu’s hands and spoke to the audience: “I definitely like your idea, Dume, don’t get me wrong, but doesn’t that seem like a lot of stuff to worry about being thankful for? I have a better idea: we should use this day to be thankful for one thing in particular. The Toa who protect us, as you said! Or, three of those Toa in particular. We should use this day to be thankful for the Three Awesome Metru: my super-cool best friend Whenua, the totally hot Nokama, and the greatest Toa-Hero of all time, me! Toa Mat--” *SLAP!!* The “slap heard ‘round the city” echoed through the Coliseum, magnified by the microphone Matau was still holding. “You really should have seen that one coming,” Nokama muttered. “I...didn’t...think… “ said Matau. Whenua walked over to Nokama and Matau, looking down at the barely-coherent Toa of Air. “Uh-oh...anybody on hand to heal him?” Tava ran out of the kitchens with several pies in his hands. As he ran, he ate all but one of the pies. “Pie!” exclaimed the pie-obsessed Matoran, holding aloft his last pie. “I made a Panacea Pie!” As they all watched, he pied Matau in the face with it, instantly healing the Toa of Air. “I’m gonna go make a Thanksmatau Pie, see you later!” He immediately dashed back into the kitchen, chanting decimals of pi to himself as he did so. “Wow, that was great! Good job, weird pie-obsessed Matoran!” He looked around at the assembled crowd. “Actually, that gave me an idea.” “We should thank Tava for healing you?” offered Nokama. Matau scoffed. “Of course not, that’s ridiculous, and who’s ‘Tava’ anyway? No, I have an idea for the new holiday! From now on, I declare that this holiday will no longer be called ‘Thanksgiving,’ because that was a stupid name anyway (and actually is a hilarious swear word in Chutespeak, but never mind that). Instead, it will be called ‘Thanksmatau Day!’ A day where everyone goes around and thanks me (and the other two Awesome Metru) for helping protect the city, control elements, and generally be awesome.” Dume’s jaw dropped and stayed there for several seconds. “That...is the single dumbest thing that has ever come out of your mouth, Matau. And that’s saying something!” Matau shrugged. “Hey, at least it’s better than your last maybe-non-canon attempt at a Thanksgiving feast…” “A fair point, but still.” Just then, a flying vehicle zoomed so fast through the building that it crashed through the wall. Matau and the others barely had time to register Kongu behind the controls with a screaming Tamaru behind him before the vehicle crashed into the far wall, landing on the ground and skidding directly toward Vakama. “AAH!” screamed the Toa Metru of Fire. “It’s all my fault that vehicle is crashing! It’s all my fault Tamaru’s scared! It’s all my fault I’m gonna die! It’s all my fault I’m in the way!” Matau, more because Vakama was annoying him and he thought Kongu was cool rather than particularly wanting to save the annoying Toa, summoned a tornado that grabbed the vehicle and lifted it up, setting it down safely outside the building’s entrance (and on top of the still-unconscious Onewa, incidentally). “Never fear!” said Matau, striking a stereotypical superhero pose. “I, Toa Matau, have saved the day again as usual! Now you have something else to thank me for!” “Wow,” said Vakama, wiping his nonexistent brow at the near-miss. “Thanks, Matau!” “ “ gasped everyone. “He said something other than ‘It’s all my fault!’” “I thought you said you weren’t coming!” Dume demanded of Everyone, who just shrugged and grabbed a pie to eat. “It’s all my fault I said something besides ‘It’s all my fault!’” whined Vakama. “It’s all my fault Matau saved the day! It’s all my fault Everyone is here!” Kongu and a petrified Tamaru walked in (well, Kongu walked in, Tamaru just sort of shuffled in out of fear). “Thanks for the save-rescue, Matau,” said Kongu. “Yeah...th-th-thanks for p-permitting-letting me n-not die!” agreed Tamaru. Nokmaa rolexed her eyeyeys. “Oh, great. The last thing we need is people supporting this crazy Matau holiday. AND YOU’RE NOT HELPING!” she added, glaring at the kraata of letter control. “It’s all my fault I thanked Matau! It’s all my fault I’m supporting this holiday! It’s all my fault that it’s all my fau--” Matau promptly knocked Vakama out with a randomly appeared rubber mallet. “THANKS, MATAU!” shouted everyone in the entire building, relieved at not having to listen to Vakama any longer. “Awesome!" said Matau. “This is getting off to a great start, don’t you agree?” Nokama just looked at Whenua, who had his head in his hands. “Let’s just go home and pretend this never happened, okay?” “I completely agree,” said Whenua. As the two Toa Metru turned to leaf, Matau noticed them. “Uh, Nokama, Whenua, have you looked at yourselves lately?” Leaf-Nokama and Leaf-Whenua looked down at themselves and indeed noticed that they had each transformed into a giant Toa-shaped leaf. “Weird…” said Leaf-Whenua. Brutaka accidentally stepped on the kraata of letter control, and the Toa Metru immediately transformed back to normal as they turned to leave. “That makes slightly more sense. But where are you going?” “Matau, this holiday of yours has gotten out of control. We were all having fun until you came along!” “Talk-speak for y-y-yourself…” muttered a still badly-shaken Tamaru. “Well, I like Thanksmatau Day! I think it’s a great holiday.” Whenua shook his head. “I think it would be more fun if we went back to your house and hung out there. Too many not-awesome people.” Just then, Nuju wandered past, babbling about grammar, calculus, and other extremely nerdy things that no one cared about. “See what I mean?” Matau looked at Nuju, Vakama, and the squished Onewa outside, who was just beginning to walk toward Matau with a very angry look on his face. “Hmm...good point. They do diminish my awesome Toa-Hero self. Okay, let’s go!” The Toa of Air jumped onto the crashed vehicle from earlier, smacked it across the dashboard, and it immediately rose up into the air. “Hop on!” “There is no way we’re riding in that,” commented Nokama. “Why can’t we just walk?” “Walking takes too long, for one, and it’s too boring for someone like me, for two. No need to thank me! Actually, there is a need to thank me, it’s Thanksmatau Day after all!” “I’m going to regret this…” muttered Nokama as she and Whenua climbed onto the vehicle. * * * *CRASH! BANG! SMASH! BAZOOK! CHUGALABANIGERF!* Three very dazed Toa Metru stumbled out of the vehicle’s wreckage and into Matau’s house. “I knew we should have walked…” muttered Nokama. “Let’s do that again sometime...” said Matau, still half-conscious. “Muaka...penguin...pizza…” gibberished Whenua. However, all three of them were instantly snapped back to their senses when they opened the door. The entire house was drenched in cheese, which upon further inspection had been used to fill a massive pie crust the size of Matau’s living room and kitchen combined. Atop the pie stood Tava and Roporak, who were apparently trying to figure out how to fit their massive creation into the oven. “CHEESE PIE!” Roporak shouted excitedly. “Like it?” “ “ emoticonned the three Toa. [/END FLASHBACK!] Back in the present, Matau woke up as the flashback generator ran out of batteries and powered down. “Huh? What? Darn whippersnappers always on my lawn! Back in the old days, we didn’t have lawns!” “Matau, we still don’t have a lawn,” Nokama pointed out. “Oh. Right,” he said. “Well, the moral of the story is: never leave Visorak unattended!” “What?” asked Turaga Whenua, shuffling into the room. “What are you talking about?” “I have absolutely no idea. But it’s Thanksmatau Day soon, so we should get ready! Where are all those pictures of me as a Toa?” Nokama sighed. “Some things never change….” THE END Bob the Word Counting Gukko: This comedy has 3,859 words. ~Happy Thanksgiving from Lewa# Studios! Halloween Special 2014 Lewa0111 Nuva
  20. Hey everyone. Nearing the completion of my upcoming BIONICLE Fan Film. Thought I would show off a bit of the action with this EXCLUSIVE CLIP. Enjoy! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yEmQwEjFHE8
  21. So basically I'm looking for honest/harsh feedback.I want to improve as a MOCist and the best way to do that is to find out what I'm doing wrong but also find out what I'm doing right. Heres 3 of the mocs-http://imgur.com/a/2X1l7 The 4th one's here-http://i.imgur.com/IwUN8yi.jpg They have different links cause I took one of the pictures today and couldn't add it to the folder. *I can get higher quailty/clearer pictures tommorow if you need them.
  22. Well, all this hype around Bionicle 2015 launched me into a huge bionicle-based creation spree, and so far, I have made dragon versions of Makuta Teridax and Mata Nui, a Custom Island with all six elements influencing it's various biomes, and now, it's time to make something that resembles a Toa Armor. Well... almost, since I based it on a Halo blueprint. Not very original. But look at the bright side: There is something to be done on this matter. What do you think? So in a nutshell: Humanity would need to establish it's own form of "Toa" using recycled millitary armors, without even knowing they are being influenced by the Great Beings through the Matoran. The Great Beings would later be involved in some form when the elemental powers are given to the heroes. Yea, Matoran will be a separate species that has its own toa.
  23. So, first off, hello, I'm new here! I've been a fan of Bionicle since 2005 and I've been building for a long time. I'd like to say that this is probably the best moc I've ever made and I'd like to hear feedback about it The gallery is here: http://s295.photobucket.com/user/tititosaurus/library/Bionicle%20Contest%20Winter%202014?sort=3&page=1 This is my entry into the Battle for the Gold Mask Contest. 2015 Story: Toa Viutrian, a toa of magnetism, was once the guardian of Okoto. He was respected by all of the inhabitants, namely Ekimu, until he began stealing from the very villagers he swore to protect. One day he used his magnetic blast to break into a very strong house and he used so much power that he killed the protectors inside the house. Ekimu, who had crafted one of his most unique masks for this toa, was deeply disappointed to hear the news. Before he could search for the toa, Makuta had created the Mask of Ultimate Power and sent both of them into sleep. Viutrian still inhabits the island, though he's been absent from sight for a long time... Weapons: He carries twin Polar Axes (haha pun) which enable him to control the magnetic fields around him to give him limited flight and manipulate the magnetic fields into powerful magnetic blasts. Powers: Viutrian has immense control over magnetism; he can manipulate magnetic fields to cause explosions, create magnetic forcefields, and cause things to levitate (including himself). His powers work better when channeled through his Polar Axes, but he can still perform less powerful attacks and defenses by hand. He can also take quite a beating because he has an immense amount of armor. The MOC itself: Viutrian features a technical build with a very unique gear system. It's unique in construction, but it was made as a prototype to the 2015 gear system: meaning that while Viutrian has the gears, he can still be posed quite extensively. I had him built very differently (sorry, I don't have any pictures of his original version) but I grew tired of him because he had no gear functions and he just looked weird. Please don't be afraid to tell me what you think of him (as a MOC or his story)!
  24. Flickr An ancient Toa mutated by the Hordika venom. Although he had long lost the ability to manipulate elements, utilize a Kanohi, or speak the languages of Toa and Matoran, his mind remained intact. For years kept manacled in a freak show for the jeering amusement of scum, he has recently broken free, ready to exact his gruesome revenge... The original idea for an "elephant toa" based on the Garai came about several years ago, and I had an earlier, simpler head design at the time, before Hero Factory, seen here. So I made this back in August, and then one thing led to another and I forgot to post him on BZP. Well, now that's rectified! ~B~
  25. These are the two designs I came up with of what the "Toa Nui" might look like.
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