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  1. Xenia by Artemiy Karpinskiy, on Flickr Xenia here is an albino matoran OC belonging to my good friend Zippy​. She’s in charge of a small island in the Southern Chains known as Woomera, where one of rare Energized Protodermis pools is situated. As such, the island was target for many powerful groups and individuals in the past. The Woomerans are the toughest, most hard-boiled Matoran in the universe, and fight off these threats without need of a Toa or any of the taller races. When Makuta Miserix was assigning his brothers and sisters to different regions of the Matoran Universe, he have sent Makuta Andrax, literally the worst candidate for the job, to oversee the Woomera island. At first Xenia stuck with him to protect from the dangers of the island, reasoning that if this guy accidentally dies the Woomera will get razed by Brotherhood’s armies, but in time she grew attached to the big oaf.
  2. [Digital Render] Toa Komas (Friends OC) by Artemiy Karpinskiy, on Flickr This is Komas, an OC of my good friend Sue, also known as LadyK in these parts. The model was created to commemorate their pledge to my Patreon. Here's a rotational GIF made as a bonus: * * * If you like what I do and you want to see me create your OC, a favorite Bionicle Character, or something else, feel free to look up my Commission Info! I also run a Patreon page, so please consider supporting!
  3. [Digital Render] Toa Trava (Friend's OC) by Artemiy Karpinskiy, on Flickr “I didn’t get my Toa Stone from anyone, I found it. On the remains of an old corpse that had fallen at the hands of some of the nastier wildlife, the types that I didn’t even know of at the time. I became the outlander of the local Toa. Taking care of the forest, watching for really nasty predators and making sure they weren’t dangerous, taking out poachers, there was a pretty good amount of stuff to do.” — Trava This is an OC of my good friend Geardirector, a Toa of Plantlife Trava, commissioned by him as a birthday present. Here on BZPower Trava is a character from BZPRPG, a Lesterin of Plantlife. But in a Bionicle AU project called Technorealm she is a Toa. * * * If you like what I do and you want to see me create your OC, a favorite Bionicle Character, or something else, feel free to look up my Commission Info! I also run a Patreon page, so please consider supporting!
  4. %5BRender%5D Team Sevetu (Technorealm OCs) by Artemiy Karpinskiy, on Flickr These three are OC Toa from Technorealm Bionicle AU. The are a part of an RP Adventure me and my spouse are leading for our friends geardirector,artiestroke and galaxy-of-jellyfish. All three of the models somewhat based off Demitsorou's drawing of them. %5BRender%5D Toa Ferron (Technorealm OC) by Artemiy Karpinskiy, on Flickr Ferron is Toa of Iron and Gear’s character, a Nynrah Ghost in the past. Unlike all Nynrah Ghosts, he never was blessed with visions of blueprints, and never built anything brilliant. One day he saved a wounded Toa that was attacked by the Dark Hunters, who lended their Power to Ferron. Led by strange visions of objects and voices, Ferron is traveling to find his Destiny. (Character Bio / More Pics) %5BRender%5D Toa Rixec (Technorealm OC) by Artemiy Karpinskiy, on Flickr Rixec is Toa of Psionics and Roxy’s character. She was a monk in a secluded Ce-Matoran monastery when her spiritual leader saw visions of peril and lended Rixec a Toa Stone. Now new-formed Toa of Psionics is on a journey to discover her Destiny. (Character Bio / More Pics) %5BRender%5D Toa Arion (Technorealm OC) by Artemiy Karpinskiy, on Flickr Arion is a Toa of Fire and Nick’s character. He was just a simple blacksmith from Akamai-worshipping village. His Turaga saw visions of darkness on the North and saw it as a sign to pass down his Toa Stone to Arion. Now Arion travels north to learn about what exactly is wrong and, if such is his Destiny, prevent the disaster. (Character Bio / More Pics) * * * If you like what I do and you want to see me create your OC, a favorite Bionicle Character, or something else, feel free to look up my Commission Info! I also now have a Patreon page, so please consider supporting!
  5. feeling stumped in making an MOC? NO problem, i made a MOC generator for everyone for COMIC making beginners. http://www.generatorland.com/usergenerator.aspx?id=13547 this is a BIONICLE GENERATOR. with it, it randomly chooses your inner bionicle hero to get started. if you got ideas for editing your MOC you can try.
  6. I longed to make a MOC of my favorite OC anti-hero. And now, thanks to New Years which brought us Darth Vader, me and Demitsorou finally managed to tear almost all of our Bionicle sets apart to assemble him. Master of Pain by Artemiy Karpinskiy, on Flickr Kahlahnee is an OC of mine, a cursed Toa of Ice hailing from the twisted realm of Karzahni. Its ruler have crafted a powerful Mask of Suffering as a punishment for Kahlahnee's uncontrollable violent outbursts, which were the reason he's been sent to Karzahni in the first place. His weapon is a baseball bat. Don't ask me why.
  7. Behold, Samantha! I drew traced a picture of a minifig I had. While the 2x2 Brick is Samantha classic, the minifigure is Samantha in the LEGO Dimensions RPG. In my fanfiction, Samantha and Samantha team up to foil the evil plans of Tekulo and the sinister Sir Quackers. These hijinks involve time travel, space travel, public transit travel and email. GET OFF MY LAWN! ~Tekulo <3
  8. Agori form Glatorian Form Glatorian Form (no mouthplate) Misc Fullbody Misc action pose So basically this is the story of baby's first OC, back in the day, good ol 2009, when we were all enjoying fragile joints and the death of a theme, I made what could be called my first non-MOC bionicle fan-character... then proceeded to fall into the mighty fathoms of the fan-character nether-realm. Simply put, she's a young Skrall gal (guess who didn't read greg's side-media during the story's run) with a simple colorscheme of black, grey, and yellow because i took the Tuma set as a sign my rock-themed desert cyborg didn't have to be just black and red! (tho tbh maybe she would look better with red? i digress) ANYWAY, i named this earth-associated female character "Gaia" because i'm an unoriginal clod, and them proceeded to shoehorn her into a relationship with a main-cast canon glatorian that i'm not even going to give the dignity of talking about right here, (oh yeah, and she's related to the big skrall himself, because i had no authorial self-control.) anyway (again), see all that up there, that stuff you just read? yeah forget it, now. she's not like that, not anymore. I basically changed everything but her core personality (which is p dull to be honest, oops.) and plopped her into a new setting/timeframe. She's now a young agori living on post-reformed SM (where glatoriam matches continue, but more for just sport than anything.) and she is an apprentice to a Protosmith. later she makes herself robot-limbs and joins the arena, which really goes to show how my writing has (not) changed! but that's a story for another time, i have put TOO MANY WORDS here already oops. anyway, enjoy this OC, or don't. whichever.
  9. Say hello to my Bionicle original characters, Tisha and Pomette! They met each other years ago when Tisha was trying to learn stone carving. Pomette was the first Matoran to help her learn. They became close friends after that. Their story is also influenced by the Steven Universe because they figure out how to “fuse” into Pomatia (pictured on the right).
  10. For some reason the title got cut off and I don't know how to change it. Anyways. This is a bit of a strange topic, but I thought it was interesting enough to post. Which of the basic six elements do you feel most connected with, and why? Which element would you give to an original character that you made? Was it the element of the first set you've ever gotten? Or is it for a different reason? I'm mainly asking because I'm having a hard time figuring out this very question. I want to make a Matoran original character for Gen 2, but I'm unsure of what element to give him. I chose air last time for Gen 1, but that was over 11 years ago.
  11. So, after creating Falyx, I decided to create more Protector OC's! Without further ado, here they are! Each one has their own shoulder build, though not all are unique. Their main weapons mirror the Gen 2 Toa's weapons, though they aren't exactly the same in all cases. I also managed to use all of the 7 extra studs you get with the Protectors on each one. After that, however, the similarities pretty much end. All that being said, I apologize for the lackluster set up. Lighting might be pretty bad, pictures might be pretty bad, everything might be pretty bad actually. Group Shot (sorry for quality) {Falyx} A quiet, happy soul, Falyx often spends his time exploring the Region of Earth. He always finds a bright side, he always tells a bad joke or pun on purpose, and he protects his friends until the end. In battle, he prefers wielding his trusty Star WarHammer, but he has been known to wield his Spiked Ball-and-Chain. When needed, he will man one of the many Earth Turrets scattered in the central part of the region to fend off large groups of attackers. Make no mistake; though his joyful demeanor paints him as a happy-go-lucky individual, he can be completely ruthless in battle and will stop at nothing to protect those who need it. Not much is different from him from my last topic, except I updated his back to have a bit of armor (as well as to cover it up). He is probably my new Self-MoC for Gen2. I wish I could've made a different shoulder arrangement for him, but the Protector of Earth's shoulders just fit too well with him. Front Side Back Alternate Weapon Earth Turret Earth Turret Front Earth Turret Side Earth Turret Manned Crosshairs {Chath} Quiet, reserved, and generally alone, Chath finds company distracting. Though he can operate in a team, he prefers solitude, and often seems terrified of large gatherings. He tries to avoid other people, but when found in situations where it's unavoidable, he takes immense care of those with him and overreacts to any negative occurrence, as if trying to prevent something from the past from happening again. He generally fights with his Frost-Tipped Halberd, but he's also been known to use an Ice Buzz-Shield and a Blizzard WarBlade in its stead. He rides on a Rocket-Powered Sled to traverse the treacherous Region of Ice, and rumor has it he has a pet, though no one can confirm this. I kinda felt bad for making a completely new Self-MoC, so I felt that Chath deserved a Gen2 reboot. His character is barely altered, though I am making him much more quiet. As for his actual physical build, I'm not too happy with it. He just has a remade Protector of Fire build and extended limbs, and I'm not too happy with the silver 4-length shells on his torso, but otherwise he's fair enough. Front Side Back Weapon Detail Alternate Weapon Rocket-Powered Sled Rocket-Powered Sled Front Rocket-Powered Sled Side Rocket-Powered Sled Back Rocket-Powered Sled Manned P-RS M Front {Avaemer} Avaemer is skittish. Paranoid, even. Though he means well, he's always terrified that a fight is nearby, and therefore always wears lots of extra armour. He tinkers with weapons and machinery constantly, trying to make the best offensive creations he can. He is accustomed to never going anywhere alone, because "you never know when you might need backup". Though high-strung, he is an incredible fighter and can hold more than his own in a fight. He generally wields two basic Flare Blades or his Double Slicer, a weapon of his own invention. If ever alone, he rides out on his Jet Rod to add to his fire power. I wanted Avaemer's character to deviate from the "easy to enrage" and "always ready for a fight" fire characters, so I instead made him constantly over-prepared. He reminds me of a veteran back from battle, someone who knows the fight's over but he can't escape his instincts. MoC-wise, he's the first OC to have a custom shoulder set up. My only wish is that I could've used less gold, but I could only use what I had. I also used the... bone extender pieces to bulk up his forearms a bit, just looked nice to me. Front Side Back Alternate Weapon Jet Rod Jet Rod Front Jet Rod Side Jet Rod Manned JRM Front JRM Side {Staida} Staida is young and reckless. She doesn't mean to be, but she's known for getting herself into trouble. She's more than capable of getting herself out of it, but it's reached the point where the Protector of Water tries to keep her within the village when she can, though Staida always finds her way out. She makes mistakes, but takes the full blame for them, and always finds a way to right her wrongs, to whatever extent. In battle, she carries her Curved Water Spear, or more rarely her two Serrated ArmBlades. She can often be seen sailing on her Fishing Boat, though she's added a small canon to the bow of the ship. Not much to say on Staida's character, really just reminds me of Takua and Macku. Build-wise, I gave her a slightly thinner custom shoulder set, and just added some blue shells of varying sizes. I'm really glad of how her colours turned out. I also really like her boat. Front Side Back Alternate Weapons Fishing Boat Fishing Boat Front Fishing Boat Side Fishing Boat Angle Fishing Boat Manned FBM Detail 1 FBM Detail 2 {Henso} Henso is not someone you want on your bad side. She deeply cares for all life, but once you endanger something she will attack you without mercy. She swings and glides throughout the Region of Jungle stopping villagers of all kinds from hurting the wildlife. Even in instances when villagers are attacked without provoking the attacker, she will often scold the villager to be more careful. She swings into battle with Wind-Bred Axe or with her Chain Whip, and soars through the air on her Jungle Glider, armed with an aerial gun. I've always felt that a Air or Plantlife Toa would not be the kind of person you'd want to get into a fight with, mainly because those two elements are so deeply tied with nature that they have a lot to protect. So, I made Henso the living embodiment of Wildlife Protection. She knows how to tame any beast and how to attack anyone. Her construction wasn't all that difficult, either. She has her own shoulder construction, and other than a bit of work getting some printing off of the dark green 5-length armor shell on her torso and finding some lime green shells, she was a relative breeze. Front Side Back Alternate Weapon Jungle Glider Jungle Glider Top Jungle Glider Bottom Jungle Glider Manned JGM Front JGM Bottom {Peska} Peska is seemingly always upset. She hates the desert, she hates the sand, and she hates the heat. Any chance she gets to travel, she takes, just so she doesn't have to deal with all the blasted sand. When out of her element, she's actually very happy to be around and playful. She and Falyx get along swimmingly, telling jokes to each other, but once she's back in the Region of Stone that all changes. She really hates the sand. The only good thing about her Region are all the large stones that protrude out of the desert, creating amazing plateaus and deep ravines, but even those tend to have their fair share of sand. She carries two Sharpened Boomerangs into battle, or her two Energized Shortswords once those are gone. To get around, she uses her Sand Drifter, kicking up a condensed sandstorm wherever she goes. I've always kinda wondered what would happen if a Toa or Matoran wasn't a huge fan of their element, and that bled into Peska's character. I wanted her to be a lot like the original Pohatu, but only under certain conditions. Her construction, however, was probably the hardest. She had the most alterations, at least. Her back and shoulders, while custom, aren't my favourite thing in the world, and I wish I didn't have to use any of the gold, but I was itching for pieces. Fully realized, however, I think she pulls it all off. Front Side Back Alternate Weapons Sand Drifter Sand Drifter Front Sand Drifter Side Sand Drifter Manned SDM Front SDM Side Deeply sorry for the length of this topic! Any thoughts and criticisms are more than welcome! (though odds I've already thought of the criticisms that you may have)
  12. Foreword Dear reader, Outcasts of Okoto is a story set in the canon G2 Universe (at least at first) which will be told through many mediums, such as a fan-fiction, comic book, and animated shorts. The story-line is developed by me and my two partners, while I handle the actual writing. The fan-fiction's chapters will be posted on this thread for you all to enjoy, and updates with links to the comic books and shorts will be posted here as well. Without further ado, sit back, and enjoy the multi-media experience that is Outcasts of Okoto... From Maks Dudek, head writer of Outcasts of Okoto Prologue On the mythical island of Okoto, villagers lived in harmony. The two brother mask makers, Ekimu and Makuta, provided the inhabitants with sacred Masks of Power. Makuta grew jealous of the constant praise Ekimu received from the villagers, and forged a plan to settle the score. Defying the sacred law of a mask only having one element, Makuta created the Mask of Ultimate Power, the most powerful in existence. When Makuta put on the mask, he was corrupted by it. It was up to Ekimu to stop his brother, or else Okoto would be no more. Ekimu slung his hammer at Makuta, knocking the mask off his face. However, the impact caused a shock wave, and Ekimu was left in the crater that resulted. Ekimu's Mask of Creation, Makuta's Mask of Control, and the Mask of Ultimate Power were scattered all over the island. The leaders of Okoto's six tribes, known as the Protectors, found Ekimu's body in a deep sleep. They laid Ekimu to rest in a tomb, honouring the great mask maker. Years later, Skull Spiders appeared on Okoto, terrorizing the island's inhabitants. A few villagers wish to find another island to escape the Skull Spiders, but the Protectors stand firm in their belief that six Toa will come to save them. The villagers who wish to leave would rather take action than rely on fate. However, they do not want to depart unless they are sure of other lands being habitable. Jalokim and Nahrakk are two such villagers. Jalokim is a villager of the fire tribe, located in the volcanic region of fire. Nahrakk is a villager of the Jungle tribe, which is located in Okoto's dense forests of the jungle region. The two plan to explore the ocean beyond Okoto, searching for other habitable lands, hoping to save their people from the Skull Spiders. ....Little do they know, their lives as villagers are about to end. Chapter One Jalokim woke with a start in his bed. He had quite a strange dream. In it, he saw a gold mask in a locked chamber. The mask had a peculiar design, as it had what looked like a... robot of some sort with its legs on the mask's “mouth”, the arms along its eyes, and the robot's head on the forehead. He saw a portal open in front of the mask. The mask began to glow, and three energy bolts flew out from it and into the portal. Jalokim followed the energy bolts, until another portal opened on the other side. As he and the energy bolts flew out of the other end, he saw an island with dense jungles. Each energy bolt split up, and Jalokim saw that they struck three different Masks of Power. Each mask crackled with electricity, then settled. That was all Jalokim saw before he woke up. I wonder what that was? Some sort of premonition maybe?, Jalokim thought to himself. After pondering it for a few minutes, he decided to dismiss it as just another wild dream brought on by eating before bed. Or from stress. Whatever it was, he planned to avoid it in the future if he could. Avoid stress, yeah right. Not with those Skull Spiders around. Jalokim had a stressful life even before the Skull Spiders entered it. The villager suffered from a mental illness which caused him to hear voices and hallucinate, as well as experience other kinds of delusional episodes. Unfortunately, mental illness ran in the family. It traced all the way back to an ancient ancestor who lived back in the days when the villagers and the mask makers were new to Okoto entirely. Jalokim was not this villager's original name. In fact, the name belonged to the very same relative which the line of mental illness originated from. Jalokim the First was infamous in history, being responsible for many deeds involving the deaths of villagers. Jalokim I was not alone however, he worked with a rogue warrior whose name was forgotten to time. Jalokim the Second chose the name to bring honour to it. He would never make the same mistakes his ancestor did, and Okoto needed a Jalokim which would bring good, not evil. The villager decided to get ready for the day. He made a list in his head of what he had to do. Not too much, by a regular villager's standards, but Jalokim's plans for the future required him to prepare, and preparation took up a lot of the villager's time. So, rather than doing chores all day, Jalokim would be planning his trip with his friend Nahrakk. Nahrakk would be lost without me, that villager rarely seems to think with his head. He relies too much on his emotions to make decisions, Jalokim thought to himself. The villager stepped out of his hut into the centre of the Fire Tribe. The only thing that kept most of the villagers from fleeing Okoto was the belief that the six Toa would one day arrive. Jalokim never liked to just rely on hope, he needed a more... solid solution to his problems. That was precisely why he and Nahrakk had thought of the idea to explore the ocean beyond Okoto for other, safer lands. Well, it was mostly Jalokim's idea, but that was besides the point. Hmm... There doesn't seem to be much more I can do here in the village... Might as well head over to the Jungle region to find Nahrakk. Jalokim almost just up and left the village before remembering he forgot to bring his blade. He would need that in case he ran into any Skull Spiders. Jalokim could be a little scatter-brained at times. The villager went back to his hut to retrieve his blade. It was quite rare for a islander to have a weapon of their own, most of the time they just ran away from the Skull Spiders. However, the original Jalokim was a master swordsman, and this Jalokim thought it logical to be able to defend himself with those pesky mind controlling bugs around. The blade was relatively simple, as the villager had to forge it himself, but it was sturdy and able to get the job done. It was a little longer than the length of his arm, and was thin. The curved handle made it easier to parry attacks, and also made it ideal for stabbing. This type of blade would be called a Foil. Jalokim, once again, made his way to the village exit. At least, until he remembered that he would need to sneak out in order to avoid questions from the village guards and the Protector of Fire. This would involve taking some secret underground tunnels that an old Earth Tribe friend helped make back when the exodus plan was in early stages of development. They led to the neighbouring regions around the Fire Region, but sadly, this Earth Villager met his fate with the skull spiders before he could finish the tunnels to other regions. Jalokim began his walk over to the secret tunnel entrance, until he remembered he needed food and water for the journey, which of course, he forgot to pack. Ughh... back to my hut... again... * * * It took Jalokim till the end of the day to reach the tunnel exit in the Jungle Region. Since it was dark, he decided to set up camp until morning. When he woke up at dawn, he continued on his journey to Nahrakk's village. The islander was halfway to the Jungle Tribe village, but then he started seeing things out of the corner of his eyes in the trees. At first he dismissed them as hallucinations, but then he thought about how risky it was to ignore such things, especially since he was in the Jungle Region. The area was littered with dangerous beasts, not to mention skull spiders. Caution was paramount... As soon as Jalokim started to turn around, there were flashes of green. He was knocked flat on his back and he dropped his foil. Even his mask was knocked askew. Due to his condition, Jalokim's reflexes weren't always the most reliable. The villager fixed his mask and looked at his attackers, all the while picking up his foil and getting in a ready position, but then he took a good look. Jalokim sighed and relaxed. The two villagers clad in green armour in front of Jalokim were trying to suppress laughter. The fire tribe villager only recognized one of them, who of course was Nahrakk, the very being he was looking for. The other he had never met... or maybe he had? Villagers had the annoying habit of wearing the exact same mask, so it was difficult to recognize someone by their face alone. Jalokim decided to make himself more unique by adding black stripes to his mask. Others thought of the addition as defacing the work of Ekimu and blah blah blah. Jalokim needed efficiency and style. “So Nahrakk, are you going to introduce me to your friend at all?” “Oh hi there Jalokim, why yes I'm doing quite lovely today, thank you for asking.”, Nahrakk replied with a smirk. Jalokim gave Nahrakk a glare. Nahrakk decided to comply and introduced his ally as a friend from the Jungle Tribe known as Makani. Nahrakk explained that he told the newcomer about their plan, and his fellow villager was interested. He thought it best that Makani would tag along for the voyage. The Fire Tribe villager sighed again. It was already too late to send Makani back, as he would probably tell the Protector of Jungle of the expedition if denied a slice of the glory. And we can't have that now can't we? I suppose this 'Makani' could be useful... “Very well then Makani, welcome aboard. Any questions? Good. Let's go.” “Uhm, where exactly do we go sir?”, Makani asked nervously. Jalokim put his palm to his mask. Ekimu give me strength... “Well, mindless villager, we are off to the Jungle Region's shore, where Nahrakk has the boat we built earlier hidden. Near the boat, I have placed rations. As there is no real guarantee we will find anything out there, sustenance will be quite useful, to say the least.” Jalokim said the next part slowly so Makani could keep up. “Do.... you.... understand?” Makani nodded. That was all. A simple nod. Typical. Jalokim turned to Nahrakk. “If we're ever in a situation where one of our crew must be sacrificed, I volunteer Makani. After all, we need your strength, and I'm the one who's in charge so...” “Jalokim, what's your problem with the other villagers on this island anyway? Besides, y'know, the fact that they blindly follow someone rather than take action.” “Well Nahrakk, I dislike how most villagers are the same. No creativity these days. They all wear their armour in similar fashions, all wear the same masks, it's absolutely dreadful! The way to truly honour our great Mask Makers of old is to create, just like they did! We disrespect them by not creating better things in this world. I wear black and red for a reason, after all. The black represents how well darkness goes with anything, and the red represents my hatr-” “Whoa whoa whoa Jalokim! Relax! Don't scare poor old Makani here, he can be a bit fragile.” Jalokim decided to cut the banter there. He ordered the group to start the trek over to the Jungle Region shore. The sooner they left Okoto the better, time was precious. Who knew how much longer the population of Okoto would survive? Or..... what if the fabled Toa dideventually arrive? What if they were on their way at this very moment and Jalokim and his group were wasting their time? Or what if.... that didn't even matter? What if Jalokim was looking for an excuse to escape from the society he knew? No matter, if we do indeed discover something, then that is an achievement in and of itself! We would go down in history! That would prove to them all that I, Jalokim, the so called “lunatic of the Fire Region” is indeed superior after all..... * * * Nahrakk walked alongside his partner, Jalokim, and the new recruit, Makani. As the trio made their way to the Jungle region's shores, Nahrakk's mind drifted. He thought about his life so far in the Jungle village. From what he heard, it was easier than Jalokim's, but that didn't mean it was perfect. Besides having to deal with Skull Spiders, Nahrakk wasn't generally accepted by his peers. Being a minority could be tough that way. He was basically the only islander in the Jungle region to seriously doubt that the Toa would arrive in time, if they even existed to begin with. Realistically, Ekimu was delusional, after all, hadn't he just been pounded into a crater? It just made no sense to him how the Islanders of Okoto could take the prophecy of heroes seriously. As such, Nahrakk's opinionated and stubborn nature didn't bode well with those around him, and resulted in them trying to avoid the villager and letting him look through his telescope, the very telescope he thought would prove the Toa wouldn't arrive. One day, the Jungle villager was feeling adventurous and decided to travel around Okoto. He was confident he could handle himself against a few Skull Spiders, as he had his trusty daggers and his natural strength. As he went deeper and deeper into the jungle, he came across the opening of a cave. What was even more peculiar was that there were two villagers at the cave opening. It was Jalokim and an Earth villager. Nahrakk inquired what the pair was doing at a cave opening, and discovered that the cave was a tunnel meant to make travel across regions quicker. Eventually Nahrakk learned that the other two villagers shared similar views with him, and thus they formed an alliance. Over the next few months the three planned an expedition for other land. Sadly however, the Earth villager became possessed by a skull spider, and out of self defence, Jalokim may have had to... skewer him with his foil. It was a tragic day indeed. Nahrakk snapped back to reality. He started to hear the sound of tiny claws scraping against stone and wood. It was a sound every villager dreaded... The sound of Skull Spiders crawling. Chapter Two Nahrakk and Jalokim ran as fast as they could towards the Jungle region shoreline. A few moments ago, Nahrakk had heard the sound of Skull Spiders sneaking up on them. What happened next was absolutely terrible. Blue Skull Spiders jumped out of the shadows and took Makani by surprise, tearing off his mask and possessing him. Soon, more of the Skull Spiders were revealing themselves, and Jalokim gave the order to Nahrakk that the most logical thing to do was to flee. This was bringing back painful memories for Nahrakk. This was awfully similar to how their Earth Tribe friend had fallen. Hopefully Jalokim wouldn't have to use his foil again. The Skull-possessed Makani was slowly gaining on the pair. Nahrakk thought of how they would be able to lose both Makani and the dozen Skull Spiders. Then he remembered that there were a plethora of vines in the jungle. The islander squinted and saw the cliff coming up. Who knew that running towards a cliff would bring such a feeling of safety? “Jalokim! Cliff! You thinking what I'm thinking?” Jalokim looked ahead, saw the vines over the chasm, and smirked. “Only thing that would be missing is the music.” Jalokim replied. The pair ran full speed towards the cliff edge. As they reached it, they jumped and grabbed the vines hanging over the chasm. The two villagers swung through the empty air, hanging on for their lives. Nahrakk looked behind him to see all the Skull Spiders fall off the cliff as the possessed Makani grabbed a vine and swung after him and Jalokim. Uh oh. “Um, Jalokim? We have a bit of a problem behind us!” Jalokim looked back. As he saw who was still pursuing him and his partner, he grimaced behind his mask. This would mean his foil would be seeing some action quite soon. Jalokim and Nahrakk reached the other side of the chasm. The villager of fire unsheathed his foil as Nahrakk stood behind him. Jalokim got into his battle stance as the Skull-possessed Makani got closer. As soon as Makani was in the range of Jalokim's blade, the villager of fire swung at the vine Makani was hanging onto. The vine was sliced clean, and Makani plummeted to his death. Nahrakk stared at his partner. Jalokim caught his eye and sighed. “At least I didn't have to get my blade dirty eh?” Nahrakk just shook his head. Jalokim's type of humour wasn't always appropriate. “I know what you're thinking Nahrakk, but hey, it's most important to lighten the mood at times like this. Good for morale y'know?” “Maybe for the lunatic of the Fire Region, but not for the rest of us.” Nahrakk rebutted. Jalokim frowned. He did not like being called that in a negative light. Who would, besides an actual lunatic? “Well at least I'm not as bad as the original Jalokim! I have done nothing but improve his name.” Jalokim said with pride. “And how can you prove that? Judging by what your ancestor allegedly did, all of the Protectors would know about him, yet the Protector of Jungle can't seem to recall the name 'Jalokim the First'.” Jalokim scowled behind his mask. This was going to get ugly really quickly. “It isn't wise to anger a madman with a blade Nahrakk... How about you do yourself a favour, and shut up.” “I was just giving my opin-” “Do you think I care about your opinion right now?” Jalokim interrupted by bringing the tip of his foil dangerously close to Nahrakk's eye. “You don't want another scar on that mask, now do you?” Jalokim threatened. Nahrakk swallowed. It could be easy to forget that Jalokim was a bit off his rocker, which made him just a bit dangerous when upset. “... I'll take that silence as a no. Now then, we really must be on our way, we're burning daylight!” Jalokim started walking at a brisk pace towards the Jungle region shoreline, with Nahrakk hesitantly following. Shouldn't be long now, new land, here I come! Jalokim thought to himself. * * * The pair arrived at the shoreline, marvelling at the boat Nahrakk hid earlier. It was large enough to fit about four villagers. It used a red and black sail in order to float across the sea surrounding Okoto. The word 'Exodus' was carved into it's side, giving it it's name. The two villagers got themselves prepared for the trip. They pushed the boat into the water, and quickly climbed in. The sail caught the wind, and they began to travel at a steady pace. The journey had begun. Jalokim marvelled at the fact that they had set sail. It was magnificent, finally escaping the island, and all it's islanders. Freedom at last! Nahrakk sat in the Exodus, watching Jalokim look out to the horizon. Neither had realized how quick the day had passed. The night sky blanketed them, the stars providing a beautiful map of the cosmos. The other planets in Okoto's solar system shone brightly, providing light for the journey. It really was a beautiful sight. Nahrakk's eyes slowly drooped, and he fell asleep, exhausted from the day's events. As Nahrakk, slept, Jalokim looked into the waters. Something was amiss, but he couldn't quite place his finger on it. Then he remembered his odd dream. What if that island was the land he and Nahrakk would find? And what about those peculiar masks of power? Would they be able to help save Okoto from the Skull Spiders? Only the Mask Makers would have known. Jalokim was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice that the water around them was starting to churn, swirling into where he and his partner would make the discovery of a lifetime... Times were going to change... but whether it was for better or for worse, no-one could be certain. * * * Jalokim was taken by surprise as the Exodus violently rocked. He lost his footing and landed on top of Nahrakk, waking up his partner. Before Nahrakk could even ask what was going on, the boat rocked again. This time, it was enough to turn the Exodus on its side, plunging the two underwater. Jalokim and Nahrakk frantically swam to the surface, gasping for air. No no NO! This can't be happening! There is no way that this is how it ends! Jalokim thought to himself. The two Okoto Villagers tried in vain to escape the current. Jalokim took a look at what they had gotten themselves into. The pair was caught in a vortex, and they watched as the Exodus was swallowed up by the massive whirlpool. There went all their hopes and dreams. Jalokim closed his eyes and braced for the release of death. He could hear Nahrakk cursing at the winds, but soon his cries ceased... and slowly, everything else went quiet. Soon, there was nothing but darkness and silence... * * * Jalokim was surprised to still be able to feel his fingers, though he was even more surprised by the fact that he was still alive. He was blinded by the light as he opened his eyes, but soon they adjusted. He was on a tropical beach. Not far to his right the Exodus lay ruined. Nahrakk was nowhere to be found, but Jalokim noticed footprints leading into the dense jungle behind him. Looks like we were successful after all... but I do wish Nahrakk waited for me to regain consciousness. Oh well, better go find him. Jalokim got up, his body aching, and looked for his foil. After searching for some time, he located it. However, he was disappointed to see the blade had been snapped off, and presumably lost in the sea. All he was left with was the hilt. Still, he carried the hilt with him, just in case he could find some use for it. With that, Jalokim made his way into the strange land's forest. The villager had been walking for about fifteen minutes until he sensed something... wait, not just one thing, but two things! Jalokim turned around, hearing heavy footsteps. His heart pounded, scared that he wouldn't be able to defend himself at whatever creature was coming towards him. The fire villager froze, not knowing what to do. What came through the brush took Jalokim by surprise. It was a tall being, clad in green and silver armour. He wore a mask with a layered design, and had a scar along it's left eye. The mask looked familiar... a lot like one of the masks he saw in his dream! The tall green being seemed to recognize Jalokim, giving a smile behind his mask. That smile reminded Jalokim a lot of the way Nahrakk smiled... wait... could it be? “Nahrakk? Is that you?” “You know it!” Nahrakk said with a smirk. Jalokim was speechless. This couldn't be the same Nahrakk he had set sail with... unless that mask had something to do with this rather useful growth spurt his partner had. “Tell me Nahrakk, did you find a mask in this jungle, put it on, and then WHAM, you become this stronger version of yourself? I mean, you're taller than me now, that isn't fair.” “You got that about right. When I woke up on the beach, I started getting this weird feeling, like something in the jungle was calling out to me. So, I got up, and went to where that feeling led me. I found the Mask floating just above the ground at eye level. I put on the mask, and I became, well, this. Say, don't you think I look a bit like what the Toa were supposed to look like?” Jalokim cracked a smile. “Well, I don't know of any other beings in legend who are tall, powerful, and wear a mask. Say, what sort of elemental power do you have? Considering you seem to be a Toa, I would think you'd have some sort of ability.” Nahrakk nodded and said “My elemental power is rather strange, not any type I heard of a Toa wielding. I seem to have elemental control over acid, I tested this by dissolving a boulder. Pretty powerful stuff.” “Interesting. Well Nahrakk, I have to say I've also been sensing something in this jungle. Probably another mask. Shall we be on our way to retrieve it?” Nahrakk nodded. “Seems unfair that I would be the only one to get this height boost. After all, I know you like to be the taller one.” Jalokim focused, letting his instincts guide him. His senses told him his mask wasn't too far from where they stood. Jalokim nodded at his partner, and the two walked in the direction of where his new powers lied. Jalokim and Nahrakk eventually walked into a small clearing, and there they found a red mask with black streaks floating at Jalokim's eye level. It looked somewhat noble, with a trapezoid shaped mouth-piece, and two horizontal slashes across each cheek. The villager of fire walked over to his mask and claimed his prize. He removed his current mask, and carefully placed the new one over his face. He felt a surge of energy as his body transformed. Each part of his body grew, and his armour changed shape. When the transformation was complete, Jalokim looked at himself. He wore black and red armour, with silver shin guards and shoulder pads. He took a loot at the hilt of his broken foil, and was amazed to find out that was transformed as well! It was now a strange device, which covered his entire hand. It had a dark, rocky design. He felt a trigger, and as he pulled it, flames spewed from the tip of the hilt, and a flame styled blade formed. Wow, now this is something I can get used to! Nahrakk stood, also impressed by what Jalokim had resulted with. “Very cool, or should I say hot. Let's have a little test of your new elemental power, hm?” Jalokim focused his willpower. He called forth his elemental energies, and pointed his blade at the ground in front of him. The blade crackled with elemental power, and it's energies shot forth. When it hit the ground, a pool of lava formed. “Looks like I'm the Toa of Magma Nahrakk. Pretty unique element, never heard of a Toa having that power. But I suppose it makes sense, considering you have Acid.” “Mmhmm. Well, getting these new powers is all fine and dandy, but what do we do now? The Exodus is destroyed, and we have no way of getting back to Okoto. I mean, hurray we found land and all, but it doesn't mean much if we can't bring the Islanders over here.” Jalokim thought about this. His partner was right, but that doesn't mean their discovery wasn't valuable. There could be many undiscovered artifacts here, like more masks perhaps. Or maybe the ruins of an ancient civilization? Who knew, but Jalokim intended to find out. “Hmm... Well, does it really matter that much? I'm sure we can build another boat from the resources on this land. We're just going to have to explore, and hey, maybe we'll find something really life changing? Something that can better the lives for everyone back home, now wouldn't that be something?” Nahrakk considered Jalokim's words. “You know what, I think you're right. We can definitely benefit from a little exploration, besides, we should have the power to be able to fend off anything dangerous, right?” “Precisely Nahrakk, together, we shall go down in the history of Okoto for being the great saviours! Now let's get started...” Jalokim walked further into the forest, gesturing for his partner to follow. Nahrakk joined his friend, and together they continued to explore this new land. They were about to make many discoveries, oh yes... Chapter Two 1/2 Jalokim, the novice Toa of Magma, sat in the small camp he and Nahrakk set up when they arrived on this strange island. The sky was dark, oddly darker than Okoto's sky had been. There was an absence of planets, but instead just a bunch of stars and a red moon. It was obvious they were very far away from home, but Jalokim didn't care. It gave him a sense of freedom, instead of fear. The Toa of Magma absolutely hated home. While the landscape was very beautiful, it was ruined by the Islanders he was forced to tolerate. If the original Jalokim was anything like him, he could understand why he became a criminal. Not just a regular criminal, but a murderer.
  13. Though Ekimu and Makuta were masters of the art of mask-making, they weren't the only mask-makers on Okoto.Long ago, Ekimu realized that he and his brother would not be around forever, so he decided to teach his craft to the people of Okoto. At the behest of Makuta, Ekimu only took in a few pupils, all under oath to only teach their knowledge to their families while the two Mask Makers still lived. All of Ekimu's students went on to become decent mask-makers in their own right, but the absolute best among them was a Stone Tribe member clad in yellow and silver. Known as the Helmsmith, he crafted thousands of masks, from children's masks to ceremonial wedding masks to full-fledged Kanohi Masks of Power. While not quite up to the standards of Ekimu (then again, with the Mask of Creation in his possession, who is?), his masks are still of incredible quality. Unfortunately for the people of Okoto, the Helmsmith decided to retire after the incident with the Mask of Ultimate Power. The rumor floating around is that seeing Makuta turn against Ekimu made him fearful that something similar will happen to him, so he chose to step down from mask-making rather than take the risk. More pictures: Top picture-Larger front side back size comparison anvil anvil side anvil front anvil back examining golden mask holding anvil battling Skull Spiders "Now, an elemental mask is good to have, but given your power set, a Mask of Stone is kind of redundant. However, if you had a Mask of Speed..."
  14. I bought a couple more Protector sets to built some MOCs. I think for my next project, I'm going to make a bunch of "B-list" Protector characters with unique designs (possibly including unique helmets as well). The goal is to have at least one character per village, though I might make extras if I have ideas for characters/generics. I already have one, so I need five more. So, without further ado, let's meet the characters: Baby Fire Villager Ah yes, the character I am contractually obligated to make as a Protector MOCist. Nothing really to say here, just enjoy. Other pictures: Front picture, larger Back With Dad With Takanuva Nyx, Deputy Protector of Earth Protectors pass their titles onto their children when they die or retire, but in many cases, said children are deputized at a certain age in order to help out their parents in times of need. Nyx is one of those deputy Protectors, though she mostly spends her time in the Obsidian Mines. Thanks to the ancient Protector rite of "I know a guy", the Protector of Earth was able to get her a job down there keeping the miners safe from the creatures beneath the earth. The gig was a way for Nyx to hone her abilities and build character; As an added bonus, she's also made a few friends among the Miners' Guild. Nyx is a lot like her father in the sense that she's a rough-and-tumble, outgoing sort with a love for certain drinks (traits that she also shares with her fellow miners). Her hobbies include tinkering with munitions and building slightly dodgy gadgets; when combined with her preferred choice of beverages, these hobbies lead to things like the modified Miner's pack/back-mounted ammo dump that she's taken to wearing lately. Like all miners, Nyx wears a Mask of Sonar as part of her job. Unlike her fellow miners, hers is a hand-me-down from her family that was crafted by Makuta. Nyx swears to this day that the mask is just as good as its Ekimu-made counterparts, which is part of the reason why she still wears it despite the Mask of Ultimate Power fiasco. Other Pictures: Without Pack Front Back Wielding bayonets Top picture/With pack Pack back Drill Using Drill It even has a gear function! Dual Rapid Shooters Dual Mortars "NAO IS COWARD KEELINK TIME!" "Now take that blasted thing off! You look like a walking tank!" Earth Tribe Miner The six tribes of Okoto each have their own specific trades. The people of Water are fishermen, the Stone Tribesmen are craftsmen, and the Earth Tribe villagers are miners. Distinguished from their fellows by a specialized backpack and heavier armor, these particular villagers can be found deep underground, digging up obsidian and other minerals. The miners are a tough, rock-headed bunch, known for partying and indulging while off-duty. They tend to charge head-first into danger, which usually gets them into trouble (Especially nowadays with the Skull Spider invasion). Miners are required to wear Masks of Sonar while on the job (though Masks of Night Vision and similar masks can be used). To aid with vision, their backpacks are equipped with lights, which have the double duty of scaring off the creatures lurking in the underground depths. More pictures: Top picture Front Back With backpack Backpack back Ready to work Close-up of visor "Hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work I go..." Comparison with Nyx "Just sit tight, Deputy Protector. I can handle this." "Are you SURE you don't need my help?" Eckoh Eckoh's a salty old sea diver, eternally curious about what lies below the surface of the Great Ocean, and always on the hunt for the object of the latest rumor the sailors of the village of Water are passing around this week. His is an exciting life filled with adventure and danger...a lot of danger, based on the current state of his body. To say that he's seen better days is incredible understatement. Since Eckoh explores all of the time and has encountered quite a lot in the briny blue, he has a few tales of his own to tell. When he's not up to diving, he often hangs out at the local tavern, sharing his stories for all who listen. Among his tales, two are the most popular as of late: One tells of the Abyssal Ones, monstrous amalgamations of flesh and steel that lurk within the depths and feast on the souls of sailors unlucky enough to run across them; the other (and far more interesting, at least to the Protector of Water) tells of an underwater shrine, guarded by irate creatures, said to contain a golden Mask of Power within... More pictures: Top picture Front Back Walking Underwater "Alright, the shrine should be half a mile away. Follow me and don't chase after any strange lights." Original version: Top picture-larger Back Walking Swimming Cane storage Celeris Need a parcel delivered across the frozen wastes of the Region of Ice? Don't mind if it's been jostled "a little" during the trip? If so, Celeris is the villager to call...at least, he was before the Skull Spiders showed up. The oh-so-lucky courier has been graciously volunteered as a forward scout for the Village of Ice, so now his job entails spying on the Skull Spiders, locating people and objects, and generally putting himself in the proverbial line of fire. Celeris was already a neurotic sort, always making sure to pack some survival gear along side his deliveries. The new job has done nothing to ease his issues; if anything, it's made them worse. He's far more prone to panicking now, which often leads to him making serious mistakes. As a courier, Celeris wears a Kanohi Kakama to make deliveries quicker. Like the rest of his courier gear, it's been re-appropriated to keeping him out of the claws of his enemies. More Pictures: Main Picture Front Back Skiing "Perhaps I have something of use in here..." Ski Jump "OhdearEkimuOhdearEkimuOhdearEkimuOhdearEkimuOhdearEkimuOhdearEkimuOhDEAREKIMU!" Elder Najami The Elder of the Jungle Tribe is also seen as the most eccentric of the bunch. True, the people of Okoto's jungles are an eccentric people with their high reverence of nature and wide range of superstitions and rituals , but Najami takes it to a whole new level. For example, Jungle villagers like playing harmless pranks on outsiders for fun; Najami, meanwhile, sees such pranks as absolutely vital, as she believes that performing minor annoying/"evil" acts would allow one to avoid becoming "too" perfect and consequently reincarnating as an utterly evil being in their next life as a form of karmic backlash. Somehow. Despite her idiosyncrasies, Najami is well respected for the genuine good knowledge she possesses. Even the eccentricities seem to pay off for her at time, such as, say, predicting the exact time that Lewa and the other Toa would arrive(give or take a minute; she accidentally offered the Vuata Maca tree Verdelisk scales instead of Kahu down that day). Najami's Kanohi, the Calix, strengthens her reflexes and allows her to perform incredible physical feats. When she's feeling particularly mystical (or out of her gourd), she refers to the mask as "The Mask of Fate" since the acrobatic feats it grants her have allowed her to reverse her luck more than a few times. More Pictures: Main Picture Front Back Headdress Battle Stance Battle Stance 2 Najima Vs. Lewa Najima Vs. Lewa 2 "Hi-ho, Verdelisk, away!"
  15. The Mary Sue from my really old fanfic returns in an attempt to be less of a Mary Sue. I don't really have a well-developed backstory yet, but I'm working on how to make her fit in the canon universe, because when she was created, a whole lot of the universe didn't exist (like in 2003 whenever Mask of Light came out, that's how little existed). Working backstory: After the destruction of the island of Mata Nui from Makuta Teridax and his Rahkshi, a rift forms between the Toa Nuva as they try to decide what to do with the island: Should they try to rebuild, or should they venture out to the new, uncertain city of Metru Nui. Most notably, Tahu, who is stuck in his ways, wishes to rebuild Ta-Koro to its former fortress glory, and Kopaka, taking cues from his Turaga, wishes to see to the future of the Matoran in the new world. Toa Eli (named after myself, as 11/12-year-old me would have it) arrives to help restore balace between the seven Toa, their villages, and the island paradise they once called home. Now she's a Toa of Psionics. She wears the Konohi Suletu, and carries a psionic bow and arrow which allows her to manipulate the emotions of her enemies. This is my first truly detailed biomechanical drawing....I understand there are probably a lot of flaws and I'm looking at more and more references to figure out where I went wrong and to make my designs stronger --- HB Whenua BEFORE anyone questions me: Dark skin contains the hues of the earth, of the underground. I think that it can work both ways, pale skin and dark skin. For this one, I chose dark skin. My Onua had pale-ish skin. 'Nuff said. -- You can also find my first Bionicle sketchdump (with my first EVER biomechanical drawings) here.
  16. A request done for Disturbulator on another site. Photoshop is so awesome. I might just do all my drawings in black and white and color it using Photoshop. Materials: Prismacolor Cool Grey Markers, White colored pencil on gray toned paper
  17. So this is something I did on MS Paint when I got bored. Basically it's Takanuvia who belongs to the user Taka Nuvia, and I decided to draw her on the computer. And like all my BIONICLE drawings she looks somewhat human but still looks more robotic. So without more babbling here it is.
  18. G'day guys.I need to get on Bzpower most often, and I'm hoping that this place in the Forums keeps me locked in =)---Anyway, thought to show off new Art work I've done. And this is the only new one I've done for awhile.Kackrix: Line ArtStill Playing around with the Basic Bionicle Design....
  19. (as always, clicking the preview pic leads to the real art) This took forever. -.-' But now it's done. I know there must be a ton of drawing mistakes...Done with Staedtler pens (0.1, 0.3, 0.5 and 0.7) and a black Faber-Castell pencil (polychromos)Comments/Criticism appreciated.
  20. GAY AS HECK

    Starlight

    I finished the pony vector I said I was making in my last entry. Now, may I introduce to you, Starlight! I should make a topic in COT when the premier perks expire, shouldn't I?
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