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[Review Topic] Prologue + 0 hours Modos was in a state of decay when I first arrived there. It had lost its previous defenders in a series of pirate raids. One had been abducted by the pirates for some reason none of the citizens could fathom, the rest had been killed. After that, well, that’s what I witnessed when I arrived: some archaic elemental called the Light Ravager shows up and blasts half the city into oblivion. They were desperate. As sure as I am the Fire Toa Tignioni, I was going to do something to help them. My team as a whole could never have afforded to stop on our task. It was our goal to destroy the Ravager and prevent this sort of thing from ever happening again. I was worried, though. What if, out of desperation, the townspeople here in Modos turned to the wrong people for help? I couldn’t abandon them. I’d been at my task for long enough. I left the others to finish the quest; I was staying behind. They weren’t going to make it with just one Toa as their entire defending force, however. I trained the townspeople how to defend themselves enough so that any one part of the town would be able to hold off attackers long enough for me to deal with the other fronts first. The villagers were more capable than you might expect. They aren’t all Matoran. We have a fair number of Vortixx that act as overseers and merchants. There aren’t many, but we have a few Steltians, including members from each level of the social ladder. Our elitist Steltians handle trade negotiation; the others remain local and rarely venture beyond Modos. It’s a good thing they can fight: I just wouldn’t be able to be everywhere at once in a major engagement. They learned well. It was pleasant work, teaching them. I enjoyed every day of it. That’s what brought me to today. And today is about to change everything for the devastated town of Modos. \ \ | | / / + 0 hours The leader of the town, Tol, is at my door. He speaks to me. “Tignioni, we’re going to need you soon. The pirates are back.” He looks at the floor. “The attack force is bigger than ever before. We don’t know why. They took out all our defenders last time. They don’t need the same amount of muscle to rob us blind anymore. You know what I’ve told you. They would charge in and send some of their numbers to preoccupy the defenders while the rest looted everything of value they could snatch. It’s bad. What do they want this time? To wipe us all out? Because they have the firepower to do it with no problem this time. I don’t know what to say.” He looks into my eyes. I see desperation there – hopelessness, too. He seems to think I’m going to give up on them and leave. That isn’t happening. “How far out are they? Did the sentries just find out?” He releases a sigh of relief, but then remembers that the odds are still hopelessly stacked against us. “Yes. According to the signals, we have until sundown before they make it here. It will be a night battle.” “Ok, spread the word. I need to formulate a plan to deal with this.” He looks at me like a dead man walking. I don’t blame him if what he says is true. The sentries are on a series of lookout posts. These tall towers are placed on the highest peaks of the surrounding mountainchains. They have telescopes that are used to survey the sea for impending marauders and mirrors to send light signals to one another. The farthest outposts are a long distance down the shoreline. That’s why the warning was able to make it here as soon as it did. It’s still the early morning. We have a whole day to prepare thanks to the well-organized system in place. \ \ | | / / “What I’m suggesting is that we take the scaffolding from the repair effort and lay it down horizontally, facing the direction of the attackers. Bolster it by using rubble – we certainly have enough of that lying around! – and you have a barricade.” I’m doing my best to organize an effort to erect a defensible perimeter along major venues in Modos. There will be no way to defend the entire area, so it’s going to be a matter of prioritization: get everyone to the most defensible locations, then hold those with everything we have. Anything hard to defend must be abandoned. We can always rebuild, but we can’t raise dead townspeople. “I will notify the workers,” drones a Matoran of Gravity. Many of the members of his elemental affiliation speak in such a manner, at least the ones around Modos. We have a major mining operation in Modos; it’s what supports our economy. We export ore, stone, and metals – even some precious minerals – all across the known world. The Matoran of Gravity work most of the shafts and perform a lot of the strenuous labor. Matoran of Plasma typically work the heated machines and manage the slag in refineries. They are more experienced in these functions. Suddenly, a major tremor racks the earth. I barely manage to stay on my feet. Luckily, there are few tall structures left on Modos that could be damaged by the tremor. It wasn’t really an earthquake, just an isolated... tremor that passed by like a shockwave. Almost immediately, I see a Matoran of Plasma running towards me from the entrance to our mining shafts. “Tignioni, Toa, protector, Tignio-” “Calm yourself,” I say. “What’s going on down there?” “The shafts, Toa! We think they’re all about to collapse. Everyone down there might die! Please, Toa, please; you have to do something. Toa-” “Don’t worry, my friend,” I say attempting to mollify this distraught Matoran. “There is nothing I can do to help fight the pirates until they get here. I will attend to the mines in the meantime. Tell those that are able to get out to evacuate the mines. I will come soon to rescue the ones that are trapped.” “Thank you, Toa, thank you!” I stop for a moment to collect my thoughts. I’ll give the evacuation process some time to get underway before I rush into the shafts. Until the majority has gotten themselves out, I’ll only get in the way. This is an unforeseen complication. Now I will have to descend into the mine shafts, get the Matoran miners out, and then return to the surface, all before sundown as the Matoran need me to protect them from the pirates. In Modos, I snidely remark to myself, there is never a simple situation. \ \ | | / /
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To those of you from the Epics library that came here, I apologize for the delay in posting this; for those of you browsing the BBC forum, you shouldn't really care because you never heard me make the unkept promise to post this topic soon! http://www.bzpower.com/board/public/style_emoticons/default/tounge2.gif Anyway, these are my MOCs for a number of characters from my epic Lightfall. The central hub for Lightfall is the review topic. If you are just looking for some MOCs to critique, feel free to jump along as I have several MOCs here I could use critique on to improve my skills. If you have been following my epic, you can tell me how the characters shped up compared to your vision of what they might have looked like. Here they are.Tignioni: For those of you oblivious to my epic, he's a Toa of Fire who hails from the Southern Continent. He came out pretty much how I wanted him to. The weapon is one of my personal favorite parts of his construction, as is the accompanying scabbard on the back. Well, I suppose it isn't a scabbard if it doesn't slide in, but you get my train of thought.GalleryFrontBackWeapon sheathedWeapon sheathed - back viewPoseSwordEmeder: He's a Toa of Air from a small island off of the Northern Continent and who's haunted by his past. This one also came out how I meant for it to. Simple, straightforward, but with a custom body.GalleryFrontBackPosePose 2Interior of custom body. Avatoran torso, Vahki hips, Inika chestplate all together in one amalgam. This is the inside so you can see how it all got fit together.Imegna: This Toa of Psionics resides in the mountains of the Northern Continent. Highly customized body.IF YOU ARE FOLLOWING THE EPIC: Do NOT look at this first. Look at my artistic rendition HERE instead. This MOC did NOT come out how I intended for her to look and you will get this radically different vision stuck in your head if you look at it first.IF YOU ARE NOT FOLLOWING THE EPIC: Go straight ahead. Comment on how the MOC turned out as a MOC, but it isn't how I envisioned the character. Tell me what you think of the custom build.FOR EVERYONE: This is purely here for the purpose of critique so that my skill my be improved; it is a blatantly inaccurate representation of the character. Now for the MOC:GalleryFrontBackSidePoseCustom Build Close-up & DeconstructionRynekaad: This Toa of Magnetism has added external armor and much of his original armor coloration has faded due to exposure to corrosive chemicals in the place he goes. He's a mercenary, but he does not see himself as a freelancer. He feels that those that are on top of society have earned their position there and that if they can afford his services, their laws deserve to be enforced, whatever those laws are. The legs have interlocking kneecaps and I expect them to be a bit controversial - they are supposed to look bulky, but I don't know if it reached a point where it actually might be detracting from the MOC. Hopefully, not. His build is very assymetrical. Backside didn't come out too well, but this still is one of my favorites in retrospect.GalleryAngle 1Angle 2FrontBackInterlocking kneecapGorrellian Hound: These Rahi will appear in a sequence in Part 4 of Lightfall. I don't feel this is really a spoiler. I was not happy with how these came out, but I had to keep constrained to the limits imposed by my fanonical description and therefore settled on this. Tell me what you think. They aren't my best Rahi MOCs, but they will give all you readers out there a little teaser of what is to come.GalleryFrontBackStalking aroundI just threw a lot of MOCs at you and you probably look like this: Take a breather, and then tell let the reviews commence! :POnce again, if you are interested, the central hub for Lightfall is the review topic, linked up at the top here and in my sig.
