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  1. Author's Note: Crossposting this from Fanfiction.net and Archive of Our Own. This is an alternate conclusion to the Bionicle G1 story. Although there are references to G2 - such as some of the Toa's weapons - it does not connect to G2 in any narrative sense. This fic diverges after the 2008 story, although most of Bara Magna-focused story still occurs in it. I hope to present readers who were disappointed with the original ending with a more appropriate finale that centers on the Toa Nuva. If you notice any grammatical or continuity errors, please leave a review and I will fix them as soon as possible. This fic now has a companion piece, Wisps of Memory, which takes place during chapters 4, 5 and 6 of Fight for Freedom. Both stories can be read separately. Please see my profile for more details on the crossover if you are interested. Chapter 1My name is Teridax. I am a warrior of light, a guardian of peace. I have traveled to this world from my own, chosen by a Matoran warrior to help tip the balance of power. This world is a twisted mirror of my own, with a violent history spawned by my counterpart. The Teridax that resides here has defeated the guardian protector of the universe and taken his place. Entire populations will tremble in fear of what he might do to those who fail to offer their every devotion to his self-obsessed desires. As an example of his inflated sense of self, he even calls himself by his title, 'Makuta'. I will overthrow this tyrant. But to do that, I will need to gather an army. An army that will never be able to truly grasp my intentions, for the beings here do not understand the true nature of this world, and I intend to keep it that way. Gali lay beneath the silver waters that made up the protodermis sea. Once again, she was on patrol of the outer perimeter of the dome that housed her home, Metru Nui. The Southernmost point held the only tunnel that Makuta's forces would be able to attack from. Makuta. She still shivered at the thought. Months ago, she and the rest of the Toa Nuva had finally completed their mission to awaken the Great Spirit, Mata Nui, after his thousand year slumber. However, their victory quickly turned to defeat when they discovered that Makuta had somehow swapped minds with Mata Nui. The day they awoke the Great Spirit, they heard Makuta's voice boom throughout the city. But since then, there had been no sign of any real resistance from him at all. Whatever Makuta was planning, it appeared he could not interfere with them directly. Ever since then, she - and the Toa Mahri - had been cycling underwater patrol duties. The most likely attackers wouldn't be able to easily target a guard watching them from beneath the ocean. The sea was beautiful, relaxing, sparkling, and teeming with life. Fish of an array of different shapes, of fifty-one different colors, swam every direction in huge schools. They searched for food, they remained on the lookout for predators. Just as they had done every day for the past month. The ocean was a part of her, and Gali, a part of it. Fish darted away in her wake, and she could feel the ripples they left behind. Every movement, every wave, every bubble, was an extension of herself. And yet, without someone to share it with her, patrol duty had become a dreaded part of her life. What was the point of swimming if you had no-one to swim with? But everyone else was too busy rebuilding defenses for the city, or training with their Matoran, to simply keep a Toa of Water company on her daily patrols. Gali's thoughts were shattered as she felt the silver waters begin to tremble. Down here, she could barely make out the high pitched whining of something hovering above the surface. Gali continued to stare overhead, waiting to see the beings causing this disruption. The waters rippled harder and harder. A shadow zoomed overhead. Then a second, a third - ten, twenty, fifty. And more still came. I had better find out just who these intruders are. Gali focused her powers to send a waterspout flying up into the air. One of the intruders was caught in the trap. Gali focused her energy to bring the water back down into the sea, dragging her trapped foe below the surface. The intruder kicked and screamed, trying to break free of her hold. An armored shell protected its hunched back, and its head opened into three sections to reveal the worm-like kraata controlling it. "Rahkshi," spat Gali. "We've stopped the likes of you before, and we'll do it again." Gali prepared to finish it off, but the beast swiftly pointed its staff towards her and fired a burst of electricity. She screamed as the current surged through her, but forced herself to send a powerful torrent of water back to her attacker. Before the Rahkshi could recover, she powered toward it. With her free hand, Gali grabbed hold of its faceplate. The beast kicked at her ineffectively, and she pulled it in, wrapping her legs around its torso. Gali activated her Mask of Strength and pried the plates apart. The Rahkshi grabbed a hold of her wrists, desperately trying to stop her. It didn't have a chance against her enhanced strength. Its face was ripped open, and Gali rammed her trident inside, skewering the Kraata. The Rahkshi stopped moving. One down, thought Gali. Looking overhead, she could see dozens of shadows passing over the water. Just five hundred more to go. She blasted another wave at more of the Rahkshi, ready to repeat the process. Vakama walked atop the vast wall that circled the city of Metru Nui. Matoran workers shuffled past, building powerful turrets at regular intervals along the perimeter. It had been a month since the Toa Nuva had awoken the Great Spirit - and a month since the Great Spirit had been taken over by Makuta. Fortunately, since he had announced his presence, he had not actually done anything. A few times, his booming voice had rung through the city, demanding that the Matoran workers kneel before him and do his bidding. But when it became apparent that the workers wouldn't obey; it seemed he had given up. But Vakama did not believe that his old foe of one thousand years had given up. There was an attack coming, and he had to do everything he could to prepare his home. Vakama looked over the ocean to the South. He wasn't quite sure - but it almost looked like something was coming from the Great Barrier. Vakama waited - moments passed, then minutes. It might be nothing He hoped it was nothing. It wasn't nothing. Multi-colored specks lined the distance. "Sound the alarm!" cried Vakama. Two Matoran workers left the turret they were banging on and scurried away. Sirens blared throughout the city. Matoran leaped into turret seats and those that didn't have turrets prepared disk launchers. Three Toa jumped off the great wall, and into the ocean. Three aerial vehicles rushed past overhead. Vakama watched as a blast of water rose out of the silver sea, dragging one of the distant specks down beneath the waves. Closing his eyes, he wearily prepared to face another battle. When he opened them, he squinted at the huge, multi-colored squad coming in, getting closer and closer. They were finally close enough for him to see what they were. Only weeks ago had Metru Nui almost fallen to a Rahkshi attack. Back then, he had found a way to reawaken the Bohrok to fight them. But this time the Rahkshi numbers were even greater, there were no Bohrok, and even Krakua had left the city. The only edge they had this time was the Toa Nuva. Minutes ticked by. The water erupted, again and again, swallowing the attackers, dozen by dozen. Kra-koom! Finally, the first turret fired a huge beam of energy, striking one of the attacking beasts. The Rahkshi crashed into the water, splashing frantically as it struggled to pull itself out. Before Vakama knew it, the sea was ablaze with energy blasts, causing huge fountains of water to rise into the air. Many Rahkshi fell into the sea, never to rise again. But it wasn't enough. There were simply too many. Vakama knew he would join the fight shortly. He didn't have the power of a Toa, or a powerful turret, or even the Mask of Time. But he had cunning - and his Mask of Concealment. Pohatu kicked the Rockoh around, ready for another attack on the oncoming Rahkshi. He powered in, bracketing the first of many Rahkshi in his crosshairs. The Rahkshi was there one second. The next, it was blasted to smithereens by the Rockoh's heavy cannon. Pohatu flew over the hovering hordes of Rahkshi, firing his heavy blaster again and again. He pulled up, having passed the vanguard, and flipped around for another pass. Looking back, he confirmed that Lewa and Tahu were still behind him, piloting the Axalara and the Jetrax. Bursts of light shone around Pohatu as Tahu and Lewa fired their Midak Skyblasters at the Rahkshi, frying their Kraata and turning them into empty, mindless husks that fell helplessly into the sea. Pohatu pulled back on the control bar, pulling his Rockoh up toward the sky, and prepared to make another pass. Gali used her propellers to speed through the water, keeping up with the Rahkshi swarm. Around her, explosions of light peppered the surface. In the distance, Hahli, Jaller and Hewkii were using their powers to snipe the attackers from under the ocean's surface. "Gali!" greeted Jaller, as Hewkii ripped a stone from the island and flung it at an overhead Rahkshi. Jaller kicked over to join Gali. "How are you faring?" asked Gali. "Between the three of us, we've managed to stop a handful of them," Jaller said, proudly gesturing to mechanical parts floating nearby. "How about you?" "My count is a little higher," said Gali, wanting to avoid embarrassing them by revealing the number. "Hey!" shouted Hewkii. "I know Jaller isn't much good for much except hot air, but you could pretend to give us a hand here!" "Let's get them," said Gali. She held out her arms and worked her powers. Focusing, she gained control of the water around her until she could build up an enormous wave above the surface. She used all her might to bring the huge wave crashing down on the enemy forces, forcing a handful of the Rahkshi beneath the surface and down into their domain. Jaller fired his Cordak blaster at one, sending a rocket careening toward the Rahkshi before exploding. The Rahkshi was sent flying backward but recovered quickly. As the Toa Mahri traded attacks with the Rahkshi, Gali created a current to carry her towards one. The Toa Mahri proved an excellent distraction. Gali sped toward the first Rahkshi, trident readied. With a mighty blow, she split the worm in two, cutting off its horrific scream with abrupt finality. A moment later, she cut into another Rahkshi, once, twice, thrice! In moments, it floated beneath the waves, now in two pieces. Using the ocean currents, she pulled the third one towards her, parried its sluggish blow, and thrust her trident into its head. Hewkii and Jaller looked impressed. Gali had managed in seconds what they had struggled to do in minutes. But the fourth - and final - Rahkshi remained in one piece. It fired a blast of plasma at Gali. But Gali had already switched to her Mask of Shielding, and the blast was deflected harmlessly away. "There's an easier way, you know," said Hahli. She focused her own powers of water on the Rahkshi, increasing the pressure around it as it was trapped, kicking and hissing under the water. Hahli strained and groaned. Finally, the Rahkshi's shell buckled and collapsed in on itself. Hahli panted, exhausted by the effort. "You should be able to easily manage that, right?" "Now you are the one teaching me," said Gali, smiling. She looked overhead, toward the shadows still flying past. "Are you ready for more?" "Let's get them," replied Hahli. Turret fire vaporized oncoming attackers, and the Toa Nuva had helped to thin their numbers. But despite the Toa's minor victories, the horde kept coming. The first Rahkshi landed on the beach, organizing themselves into groups. Squads of Blue and Brown Rahkshi formed, firing their staffs. Blasts cut through the great wall, blowing stone chunks apart. Yellow Rahkshi shot their heat vision at the nearby turrets, melting them to slag and forcing the Matoran to leap off the wall to escape the molten metal. Rolling to port, Pohatu pulled back on the throttle, giving him more time to line up his shots. Pulling the trigger three times, he blasted a group of Rahkshi apart with his cannons. He was fast approaching the surface of the city, presenting a larger target for the Rahkshi. Pohatu pulled up into a climb and pushed the throttle to its limit, blasting away from the Rahkshi before they could retaliate. He glanced down. The beach was littered with ruined husks of Rahkshi, their Kraata vaporized or split in two. But it wasn't enough. They were still cutting through the wall. Pohatu sent the Rockoh into a dive, targeting one of the Yellow Rahkshi threatening his Matoran friends. Just as he was about to fire, Pohatu caught sight of a Rahkshi aiming its staff at him. He rolled right - a fraction of a second too late. A searing pain spread throughout his left shoulder. Pohatu screamed, as a stinging heat shot through his arm, worse than anything he had ever felt before. Closing his eyes, he tried to push the pain away. When he opened them again, he realized he was spinning wildly out of control, his vehicle veering sharply to the right. Pohatu tried to grab the handle to steer left but missed the bar. Glancing down, he tried to find the control. The problem was obvious. The handle was fine - but his shoulder had become an empty socket. Too late to worry about that now - he was getting perilously close to the ocean. With only one arm on the control bar, he pushed through the searing pain and tried to get enough grip to steer the vehicle. That was easier said than done. Pohatu slowed the spiral. It would have to do. Desperately, he pulled up on the bar, trying to rise before he crashed. It wouldn't be enough, and he was certain he would land hard in the ocean. Suddenly, he felt an enormous updraft around him, giving him enough lift to right himself. Pohatu brought the Rockoh to a steady hover, looking around for the only Toa that could have saved him. Lewa sidled up beside him. "No time for swimming now - wait till after we drive off these Rahkshi!" "Thanks for saving me. Ready to follow me in for another pass?" asked Pohatu, ignoring the ache in his shoulder. But Lewa was eyeing Pohatu's empty arm socket. "Pohatu, I think you are slow-thinking. You are missing something very important." "Right now, we have a city to save. We can worry about patching up injuries later." "You are in no condition to battle-fly, Pohatu! Get to safety. I will fight for both of us!" "I am not about to let the Rahkshi take our home." Pohatu's eyes narrowed. "I'm armless, not harmless." For once, Lewa didn't see the funny side. He didn't even crack a smile. But Pohatu sped off to defend the city before Lewa could stop him. Onua stood behind the wall that kept the city safe. It was his job, his duty, to make sure the wall kept standing. Continued blasts of light from the other side of the great wall, where the battle took place, strained his eyes. I wish Pohatu were here, he thought. He's much better suited to this sort of thing. Onua looked up to the top of the barrier to see Takanuva perched behind a battlement, rapidly blasting light at the Rahkshi threatening to break through. Panicked Matoran fled the crumbling section of wall, abandoning their ruined turrets. Onua heard more stone cracking and crumbling, as another part of the wall threatened to collapse. He was exhausted from the continued effort of holding the wall together, but he turned and held out his hands anyway. He willed dirt and soil into existence within the cracks, compacting as much into the spaces as he could. He absolutely would not let the Rahkshi into the city. Kopaka circled overhead, firing freezing blasts at the Rahkshi below. But the sound of Rahkshi screams and shattering stone never ceased. Suddenly, a dozen strikes hit a single point. The base of the wall was blasted open. Before Onua could do anything, the wall cracked and collapsed on itself. Dozens of Rahkshi climbed over the rubble. An enormous voice echoed all around the city. "Citizens of Metru Nui. My forces have breached your city. Your defenses are nullified. Surrender to my rule, and your city will remain unharmed. Resist - and I cannot make any such promises." As Onua suspected, Makuta was guiding the Rahkshi attack. The Matoran had already fled. By all means, the battle had already been lost. Now, only a dozen Toa stood in the way of Makuta's forces. Kopaka corkscrewed in, dodging blasts from Rahkshi staff weapons, and landed beside Onua. "Looks like you could use a hand," he said, as he froze a Rahkshi leaping towards them. "Always appreciate the help, Kopaka!" said Onua, slamming his hammer into the ground. Rahkshi running towards the pair looked startled as the earth beneath their feet sunk ten feet down. Kopaka pointed his sword at the newly formed crater, freezing it over. "There's more where that came from," said Kopaka, readying his sword and shield as he charged in to meet his foes. Dozens more Rahkshi had already climbed through the shattered wall. Onua caught a glimpse of Takanuva leaping down from the wall, chasing down Rahkshi that were disappearing down the city streets, madly firing beams of light at them. Quickly, Onua worked to rebuild the gaping hole. Earth and dirt rose up from below shattered columns, creating a new defensive barrier. It would hold up against the Rahkshi - at least, for a short while. Nearby, Kopaka traded blows with two Rahkshi. Onua leaped in to assist him. Activating his Mask of Strength, he swung his heavy hammer at one of Kopaka's attackers. The Rahkshi tried to block with its staff, but Onua's swing was far too powerful. The Rahkshi's staff shattered, its body cracked, and its Kraata was crushed. Onua didn't have time to celebrate. The sound of metal striking metal rang through the air as Kopaka traded thrusts with another of the invaders. Movement to Onua's right caught his eye - another Rahkshi lunged at him. Onua swung his hammer out to meet it. Just as he would have batted the Rahkshi out of the air, it disappeared. The weight of his hammer pulled him around. Where could it be? The obvious place would be behind him. Onua circled, whirling his hammer to where he predicted it would be. The Rahkshi quickly ducked beneath the blow. Onua parried the Rahkshi's strike away and swung at it. Once again, the Rahkshi disappeared. Just like I knew it would. This time, Onua quickly swung his hammer over his head and behind him. The beast materialized a second before Onua's hammer crushed it. He looked up to check on Kopaka. Kopaka held up his shield to block his foe's jab and countered with his own blade. He was wearing the Mask of Strength, and his blade sliced cleanly through the Rahkshi's head. "Good work, brother," said Onua. The perimeter wall was coming under fire again, already on the verge of a second collapse. The rest of the Rahkshi had already disappeared, having already entered deeper into the city. Once again, the booming voice of Makuta drowned out the sounds of fighting. "Surrender, Toa - you cannot hold my sons off forever." Give up? Surrender? They had never done that before. Even when all was lost, when everything seemed helpless, the Toa Nuva always pulled through. They would never abandon the Matoran to their fate. But what if, by staying, the Matoran would be made to suffer? They had, effectively, already lost this battle. If they continued to resist, the Matoran might be tortured - or even killed. All because we don't know when to give up. What would he do? What should he do? "Come on, Kopaka," he said, using his powers to rebuild sections of earth that had fallen from the wall. "We've still got a city to save." Tahu hovered, high above the city, taking in the layout of the Rahkshi below. A small group on the bank were using Sonic blasts to breach another hole in the wall. None of them were paying attention to anything else going on around them. A rookie mistake. Tahu dived in on his Jetrax, taking aim at the intruders. The wall crumbled under the combined might of the sonic blasts, and chunks of stone and protosteel flew everywhere. Tahu squeezed the trigger. Bursts of light consumed the Rahkshi, and moments later, they were all vaporized. Tahu pulled up, looking for his next target. As he moved into position, he caught sight of Lewa and Pohatu making their own attack runs. As Rahkshi swarmed around weak sections of wall, the ground beneath them exploded into stone spikes, sending Rahkshi flying. Pohatu's doing, of course. Lewa swooped by, creating an incredible gale. The Rahkshi were sent flying out into the ocean. Tahu took advantage of the chaos to take a pass at the downed Rahkshi, destroying four with his Skyblasters. Lewa followed Pohatu in for another run at the Rahkshi below. Lewa's Axalara was slower than Pohatu's Rockoh, but better armored. If they were being reasonable, Lewa should have gone in first, shielding Pohatu from any attacks. Pohatu was not being reasonable. The two Toa fired their crafts weapons at the Rahkshi, vaporizing two more. Then they rose, sending their craft into a barrel roll to evade any potential hits from behind. Once out of range, they'd flip around take another pass. Lewa was just managing to keep up with Pohatu's passes. The Rockoh had speeds the Axalara couldn't hope to achieve, but Lewa had been flying for much longer than Pohatu had. He was one with the air, able to feel the turns and the wind. He knew how to turn tighter, how to evade better, and most importantly, how to plan his maneuvers. He pulled back on the control handle, sending the nose of the craft rising up and over even as he rolled the ship to his right-hand side. The result was a fast and effortless maneuver that soon had him facing the Rahkshi again. He brought the targeting reticule over the Rahkshi and prepared to fire, even as Pohatu blasted past to catch up. Another pull of the trigger, another destroyed Rahkshi, and soon enough, another bank to the left to line up yet another shot. The two Toa began to rush in for another attack. Lewa aimed at the next Rahkshi, this one a deep blue. But out of the corner of his eye, Lewa spotted a group of Rahkshi taking aim at them on the beach. "Pohatu, high-rise! High-rise!" Lewa rolled his craft out of the way before the attack could come. Pohatu pulled back on the handle as hard as he could with only one arm. A blast of lightning struck where Lewa had been seconds ago - but Pohatu was caught in the middle of it. Pohatu forced himself to roll right and dive, trying to evade the blast. Quickly, Lewa bracketed the Silver Rahkshi that was blasting Pohatu with lightning. Lewa fired. The silver Rahkshi was engulfed by light - and then, was gone. Lewa turned back to check on Pohatu. Smoke was billowing out of the Rockoh. "Pohatu!" Lewa shouted. "It's time to quick-leave!" he pointed away from the battle, toward the open sea. "You cannot quick-dodge with one arm. You are going to get yourself killed!" Pohatu looked back at the Rahkshi pouring into the city, desperate to protect his home. But it was obvious he couldn't keep going like this. Pohatu sighed. "You're right. I'll find a safe place to land." He flipped his vehicle around and looked back to Lewa. "You'd better fry enough Rahkshi for both of us." He revved the engine and was gone. Lewa snap-rolled, and prepared to make another pass on the Rahkshi. Onua continued to hold up a defensive, earthy wall as best he could. Kopaka froze his work, solidifying it further. But blast after blast struck against it, and Kopaka knew Onua was tiring. Kopaka coated the wall with another blast of ice when he heard the sounds of heavy footsteps approaching. He turned to see a squad of oncoming Rahkshi charging at them from behind. "Great," Kopaka said. "Looks like they've found another way in." Onua created one last layer of earth to hold up the wall as he turned around. "They aren't going to quit, Kopaka!" Once again, Onua ripped apart the ground. Rahkshi fell in, and he pulled the ground back together. The walls of the hole crumbled and cracked as they crushed the Rahkshi within. Kopaka fired a beam of ice at the ground, freezing more of the group to the ground. But for every Rahkshi that they stopped, two more seemed to appear. Rahkshi blasts filled the air, beams of heat and destruction. Kopaka summoned a wall of ice, and the two Toa took cover behind it. Onua peered over and fired a ball of earth, quickly ducking back down just before an energy blast passed through. "We have got to get out of here," said Kopaka. "This isn't a fight we can win. Onua, dig us a hole!" Onua didn't say a word. He simply willed the earth to move out of the way, forming a tunnel below them. Kopaka used his Mask of Vision to see take note of where the Rahkshi were without having to peer over the cover he had created. He focused, and froze the ground under the largest group, forcing the temperature lower and lower until the Rahkshi were frozen solid. "Are you ready?" Onua asked, already climbing into the tunnel. "I'm always ready," replied Kopaka. He climbed in after Onua. Once they were both safely below ground, Onua pushed the earth back into place behind them and continued digging in the darkness.
  2. https://soundcloud.com/hi-guys-its-disty/powerless-wip Back again with another bonkle-inspired music composition. This one is a bit more cinematic - it's intended to convey the Toa Nuva's sense of impotence, frustration and shame at losing their elemental powers during the Bohrok Kal saga. This was originally created for the Tales of the Amaja collab album, but I chose not to submit it for the final tracklist. https://bioniclefanmusicteam.bandcamp.com/album/tales-of-the-amaja
  3. Hi, guys! I know that Bionicle had ended a year ago sadly, but let’s be happy about Bionicle for something else. You see, this year, 2018, is the 15th anniversary of Bionicle’s early 2003 storyline, which involved the Bohrok-Kal. I know that this year doesn't have anything Bionicle-related, but let’s celebrate the 15th anniversary of the 2003 storyline. That would enlighten you more. Let me tell you the early 2003 storyline: The storyline is about the Toa Nuva, who are Toa Mata enhanced by a magical substance called Energized Protodermis in the 2002 storyline (which involved the Bohrok), fighting against a new threat, which is a team of six mutated Bohrok called the Bohrok-Kal. The Bahrag, the Bohrok's queens who were imprisoned by the Toa Mata with a prison in the previous storyline, mutated these six Bohrok, each from one of the six types of Bohrok, to create their elite team who they tasked to free the queens. Each Bohrok-Kal have new elemental powers that replaced ones from their former selves, have silver secondary colors, and can talk. The Bohrok-Kal are: 1. Tahnok-Kal (mutated Tahnok that has electricity powers instead of fire, and it's red) 2. Gahlok-Kal (mutated Gahlok that has magnetic powers instead of water, and it's blue) 3. Levahk-Kal (mutated Levahk that has vacuum powers instead of acid, and it's green) 4. Kovahk-Kal (mutated Kovahk that has sonic powers instead of ice, and it's white) 5. Panrahk-Kal (mutated Panrahk that has plasma powers instead of stone, and it's brown) 6. Nuvohk-Kal (mutated Nuvohk that has gravity powers instead of earth, and it's black) Their Krana are also mutated into the Krana-Kal, which also have new powers that replaced ones from their original forms. The Bohrok-Kal go to get and steal six magical tablets called the Nuva Symbols, which contained the Toa Nuva's elemental powers and are placed on their Suva, to use them as keys to use another magical object called the Nuva Cube to free the queens from their prison. Along the way, the Bohrok attacked the Toa's people who got in their way. Once the Bohrok stole the Symbols, the Toa Nuva's elemental powers are gone, as their masks turned grey. The Toa Nuva, who decided to separate before this, got weakened by this, got defeated by the Bohrok-Kal in one fight, and have to work together to get their symbols back. When they found the Bohrok-Kal in the Bohrok Nest, where the Cube is, they were too late to stop the Bohrok from unleashing the queens, who would awaken the normal Bohrok, who would attack the Toa's people again. However, before the Bohrok-Kal were going to insert the Symbols into the Cube, which could free the queens, Tahu uses a powerful new Kanohi mask called the Kanohi Vahi, aka the Mask of Time, which is given by Turaga Vakama, to stop them, allowing the Toa to go get their Symbols back, but the Krana-Kal turned silver as they protected the Bohrok-Kal from the Toa. The Toa did a trick that made the Bohrok-Kal stronger, and this made the Bohrok prefer their newly enhanced power over freeing the queens, but the Toa overloaded the Bohrok's powers so much that the powers have defeated them. The Toa got their powers back. The day is saved. Later on, there are some extra things before the Mask of Light events (late 2003). First, the Turaga had their Matoran rebuilt themselves to have stronger forms, and the Matoran changed their names a little. Second, the Toa have to find a new set of Kanohi Masks called the Kanohi Nuva, which are the same as the ones they got during their transformation from the Energized Protodermis. The Kanohi Nuva are enhanced versions of regular Kanohi. Each of the Toa has to find its own five Kanohi Nuva, which also have the same color as it is. That was done, as the Toa placed their new masks into their Suva. To celebrate, let me ask you this: What are your fond memories of the storyline and/or what do you like about it? Let me say my answer. I think it's alright. The sets, which are only six, one for each Bohrok-Kal, are okay. I mean, they're cool, like the Bohrok, as I like the head-hitting (like a chicken), the Krana-Kal launching, and the transformation into a ball. I like their silver pieces, the prints on their heads, and new shields. It's interesting that they are like counterparts to the Toa Nuva by color as much as the Bohrok are to the Toa Mata. The Bohrok-Kal are mostly re-colored versions of the Bohrok. There is that pack with the Kanohi Nuva and Krana-Kal. It's neat to collect more of these masks, like the ones in 2001 and 2002. Plus, the Mask of Time came as a set piece. It's hard that you had to get it through a promotional thing, but it's neat. The same would go to the silver Krana-Kal. Next, the combo models. Well, the models, which are the Bohrok-Kal Kaita, which are the one with the Kovahk-Kal, Gahlok-Kal, and Levahk-Kal and the one with the Tahnok-Kal, Panrahk-Kal, and Nuvohk-Kal, are alright. They look kind of weird, but cool. The first one looks like a Bohrok-Kal's head being smashed and the second one looks like a Tahnok-Kal having enlarged arms and legs while his body is unchanged. But, hey, they look cool, as I said. (Why not make look even like the, though) As for the story and media, well, the story is okay. It is told through three comic books, two chapter books, and three online animations called the Bohrok-Kal Online Animations (in a way). I like the part where Lewa fell off a tree, the little Rahi cows being magnetically stuck to Pohatu and his friends, Tahu's army of Tahnok being easily defeated by Nuvohl-Kal when it uses its gravity powers to send them to outer space (Lol. ), Tahu using the Mask of Time, and all six of the Bohrok-Kal being defeated by having their powers overloaded. Plus, it's neat to see the Mask, and this is where the Mask first appeared. The Bohrok-Kal are quite cool and smart. I like their new powers. Strangely, why not make them Nuva versions of the Bohrok, like the Toa Nuva (Like, you know, having enhanced versions of the normal Bohrok's powers)? It's because they look like Nuva versions of the Bohrok because of their silver color and shields. Their shields look more like they can use normal Bohrok's powers rather than the Bohrok-Kal's. Plus, why not make armies of each type of Bohrok-Kal, like the Bohrok (The Bohrok-Kal sound like new types of Bohrok because of their new powers)? It's interesting that the Bohrok-Kal and even their Krana-Kal can talk and have minds of their own. Plus, their Krana-Kal can turn silver and protect the Bohrok-Kal from harm, even if they are stopped in time magically. The Toa Nuva are cool characters, and I like that they used their strategy to defeat the Bohrok-Kal by overloading their powers. However, I am disappointed that the Toa have to rely on the Symbols to keep their enhanced elemental powers. Why not just keep the powers in the Toa's bodies, like their normal selves? You know, it's quite interesting that the Bohrok-Kal's powers have been used to give the Makuta species and new types of Toa the same powers later on. So, guys, what are you fond memories of the storyline, what do you like about it, what’s your favorite Bohrok-Kal (set), favorite character(s) in the storyline, favorite moment in the storyline, what things remind you of the storyline, and/or how would you celebrate it? For me, my favorite Bohrok-Kal sets are the Tahnok-Kal, Levahk-Kal, and Nuvohk-Kal. My favorite characters are Tahu, Lewa, Tahnok-Kal, Levahk-Kal, and Nuvohk-Kal. I really wish that the Nuva Symbols and the Nuva Cube would be set pieces, and Toa Kaita Akami Nuva (Tahu+Pohatu+Onua) and that Bohrok-Kal Katia with Tahnok-Kal, Panrahk-Kal, and Nuvohk-Kal had happened in the story, though. The things that remind me are: 1. Lanterns' Power Batteries from DC Comics in a way, as the Lanterns rely on those things to recharge their powers, otherwise they wouldn't have their powers unless they recharge them. 2. The Hard-Boiled Heavies from Sonic Mania in 2017. 3. The episode in a Marvel TV show called Ultimate Spider-Man while a superhero named Ben Reilly planned to let a villain named Kaine absorb empowering energy to defeat him. 4. The Skull Villains from Bionicle 2015-2016 - They drain the Toa Masters' elemental energy after stealing their masks.
  4. Can anyone confirm to me that Tahu Nuva, Pohatu Nuva and Onua Nuva each came with a standard black ball joint for alternate builds, while Kopaka Nuva had three of those (for the Wairuha Nuva model) and neither Gali Nuva nor Lewa Nuva had a single one included? I've almost definitely kept the piece-to-canister distribution throughout the years and the instructions only seem to indicate the use of ball joints for Tahu, Pohatu and Onua, but I wanted to ask for curiosity's sake.
  5. I'm offering at least $50 to anyone who can retrieve this promotional CD for me: As far as I am aware, it was an exclusive giveaway on the "Power Lies Beneath" van tour in the US during the summer of 2002. There are reports of it on BZP here and here, as well as here on Mask of Destiny (with Mark being the only person I know to own a copy; unfortunately, he will not sell or trade it). The article for it on BS01 is also very detailed, so whoever wrote it undoubtedly had a copy at some point. This CD is the only CD I am missing in order to have a full set of 35 promotional BIONICLE CDs, available to the general public in various media all over the world from 2001 through 2007. I can go so far as to say it will be the only full collection of such CDs, but I don't think anyone really likes the pathos. Either way, it's been four years since I've been actively collecting these and I have never been closer than I am now. I'm willing to bet at least a few dozen BZPers have this CD stacked in an old box somewhere. So start digging and let's make each other's day!
  6. Hi, guys! I know that Bionicle had ended a year ago sadly, but let’s be happy about Bionicle for something else. You see, this year, 2017, is the 15th anniversary of Bionicle’s 2002 storyline. I know that this year that we got the music album for the movie, Bionicle: Mask of Light’s 14th anniversary, but if you think this isn’t enough for this year, then let’s celebrate the 15th anniversary of the 2002 storyline. That would enlighten you more. Let me tell you the 2002 storyline: The 2002 storyline is about the Toa Mata fighting against a new menace that Makuta Teridax awakened, which are chicken-like creatures called the Bohrok, who want to destroy the island of Mata Nui and enslave its people with their mask-like “brains” called the Krana. The Krana are both the Bohrok’s strength and weakness, so the Toa have to collect lots of their Krana in order to defeat them while a Matoran named Nuparu invented mechs called Boxors to fight the Bohrok. After the Toa did, they find the Bohrok’s nest, where they discover mechs called Exo-Toa. They use the mechs to fight against the Bohrok’s twin queens called the Bahrag in order to end the threat. However, the Toa learn that using their elemental powers is their only hope, so they combined their powers to imprison the Bahrag. Then, the Toa touch Energized Protdermis, which transform them into stronger versions of themselves called the Toa Nuva. The Bohrok are defeated. To celebrate, let me ask you this: What are your fond memories about the storyline and/or what do you like about it? For me, I like the Bohrok. They look cool, and it’s very cool that they work like an army, can turn into balls, and can attack people using their heads, like a chicken pecking, and launch their Krana to mind-control their victims. The Bohrok are the villain counterparts of the Toa Mata because of their elemental powers (well, except for Levahk because it has Acid powers while Lewa has Air powers, but both are green. Lol. ). It’s neat that the Bohrok have those Turaga-like creatures called the Bohrok Va to assist them. The Va too can launch Krana and has Bohrok shields for heads. The Boxor is quite impressive because it has hook-like hands that can punch Bohrok, similar to Iron Man from Marvel using his Hulkbuster armor to fight and defeat the Hulk. The Exo-Toa are awesome because they are mechs that can be used by the Toa, and the Toa could use them to fight the Bahrag. The Bahrag are epic because they look like giant versions of the Bohrok, and when they attack people with their heads, they can try to eat them, similar to the Muaka and Kane-Ra from the 2001 storyline. The Toa Nuva look very cool. They are like Super Sonic from Sonic the Hedgehog, but the transformation is permanent. I like their silver armor. Makes them look stylish. I love their weapons because of the designs and the Toa can use them with two functions, one for fighting and one for transportation (it’s what the Toa Masters from Bionicle’s 2015 storyline had). Their masks look like that they just came out of a mutating goo, which I find cool as well. Next, the combo models. The Bohrok and Bohrok Va Kaita are cool, but the Bohrok Kaita’s legs look kind of hollow, and they have stubby arms. The Toa Nuva Kaita are awesome as well, but the one with Lewa, Kopaka, and Gali looks weirds because of how the instructions build him. I mean, he looks like a strange-looking hunchback. The alternate models are alright. It’s cool that Boxor can be rebuilt as a big steed. The Bahrag look mighty cool and terrifying as a giant spider-like creature, but they look very weird, and I don’t think that the mouth-chomping function is stable because there is so much stuff in there. The Boxor’s alternate form is alright, but it looks a little weird because it has awfully-long arms pointing downwards. As for the story and media, I think the story is very good, and the comics and Bohrok Online Animations are great. I like the part where Onua encourages Lewa to remove the Krana from his face (the second time Onua saved Lewa from being mind-controlled. The first being Lewa being controlled by an Infected Kanohi.). The Toa Mata going scavenger hunting for Krana is a neat quest, though I wish we could’ve seen more of it, like see in each and every Toa Mata collecting all of his/her Krana before regrouping at the Bohrok Nest. It’s interesting that the Krana are like organic counterparts to Kanohi. It’s awesome that the Toa Mata and the Matoran used mechs to fight the Bohrok and their queens. It’s also cool that the queens have all of the Bohrok’s powers and extra ones. It’s awesome to see the Toa combing their powers to imprison the queens to end the threat and then get transformed into the Toa Nuva. For the Bohrok Animations, I thought they’re good. It’s neat to see what the Matoran are during the Toa’s adventures. It’s where we see Hewkii and Macku “secretly have a crush with each other”, and I find that cute and funny (even though that Greg Farshtey made love non-canon). I also like the part where Takua went to confront the Bohrok while trying to protect the Matoran. I like that the animations used the animation style from the Mata Nui Online Game, though that I wish that there’s a similar game for the storyline. So, guys, what are your fond memories of the storyline, what do you like about it, what’s your favorite 2002 set, favorite character(s) in 2002, favorite moment in the storyline, what things remind you of the 2002 storyline, and/or how would you celebrate it? For me, well, my favorite sets are the Bohrok, Exo-Toa, Bahrag, Tahu Nuva, Lewa Nuva, Kopaka Nuva, and Onua Nuva, and my favorite characters are Tahu, Lewa, Onua, Nuparu, and the Bahrag. The things that remind are: 1. The Cybug craziness from Wreck-It Ralph in 2012 2. The mutated monkey rampage from The Powerpuff Girls Movie in 2002 3. The Brain Attack and Invasion From Below storylines from Hero Factory 4. Those tiny Insecticons that transform into balls from Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen in 2009
  7. So While at work, I had an hour to think about the Original Bohrok Story line, and I decided to outline my own Tweak to it to make it a little more War-Like/darker The following is just an outline, so there may be plot holes, new concepts that go against the original story, as well as some areas in need of expanding. Any suggestions are appreciated. "The Bohrok Wars Alternative Timeline" - The Toa Mata defeat Teridax the same way as the in the original version. They appear on Kini-Nui and everything is as it was: a paradise. There is no sounds of destruction, no screaming Matoran, Only peace. - Weeks go by, and the Villages thrive. The Toa Mata begin to explore more of the Island and test their abilities even further. They slowly begin to develop abilities they once thought undoable. - A single earthquake created by Onua reaches a dark Cavern Beneath the Island...A single Tahnok Va awkens and emerges from a small chamber. It makes it's way to the surface to see the Island as it is. It returns to the nest to find a room with two sleeping giants. "it is time." a dark voice echoes throughout the cavern. Next to the creatures lies a whole in the shape of a Tahnok Shield. The Tahnok Va presses it's head into the wall, and a line of light shines from the hole. It travels across the floor until it reaches the two sleeping giants, the Bahrag. Gahdok's eyes open... -"The Day Mata Nui Stood Still." A massive earthquake shook the island, as six entrances were created out of the earth. Six breeds of Bohrok emerged. The Bohrok began their attack. Two matoran exploring the icy coast of Ko-Wahi run into a group of Tahnok...they never returned home. - The Toa and Matoran are quick to notice the new creatures attacking their homes. They try to fight individually with their new powers but sustain heavy casualties to each region. Matoran are killed. The turaga are injured. The Toa Retreat to Kini-Nui with the Turaga, The Matoran fortifiy each village and prepare for attacks. The Boxors are built. -The legend of the Bohrok is revealed, as well as the way to defeat them. It Takes two weeks for the Toa to keep the Bohrok at bay while collecting the eight breeds of Krana. During this period, Lewa, Tahu, and Onua briefly are taken control of by a Krana. The Original Onu-Koro is destroyed, Ko-Koro is badly damaged, and Ga-Koro sinks beneath the waves. Po-Koro and Ta-Koro are the only ones left Standing. Le-Koro is still intact, but for about a week is under the control of the Krana. -Once the Toa Collect all the Krana, they enter the nest similarly to the original story. They Receive their Exo-toa Armor and shed them as well. But as they combine their powers to trap the Bahrag, they find themselves teleported to the surface. They realize what has happened and begin to make their way back to the nest. We find Teridax in a frail body, exhausted from the mental effort of teleporting six toa a few miles away. The Bahrag are furious. They trigger the release of the Kal as a fail-safe. With one more Mental blast, Teridax shifts the landscape around the nests to hide the entrances. He collapses. For now. -The Kal reach the surface and challenge the Toa Mata. They easily Defeat the Mata and if it were not for the quick thinking of Pohatu, the Kal would have been victorious. The Toa retreat to Kini-nui. The Kal gather the swarms and begin to push across the Island. They destroy anything and anyone. -Artahka sits in his throne room and finishes his newest creations. six new powerful masks with a hidden secret in each. He teleports them to the Island of Mata-Nui and shares a vision of their power with Turaga Vakama. -Turaga Vakama shares his Vision of the Nuva Masks with the Toa Mata. Using their Golden Masks, the Toa Mata set off to find these Nuva masks, while the Matoran defend the villages. The Mata battle many Bohrok along their journey. -Each Toa finds their nuva mask, and when removing their golden mask and placing the Nuva Mask on, they are enveloped in a bubble of proterdermis that leaks out of each mask. The Golden mask changes back to their original color and singular power, then vanishes from sight. Each Mata mask finds themselves appearing before a matoran from each Koro: Matoro, hewki, Kongu, Jaller, hali, and Nuparu. The Matoran hide the masks where no one will find them. -The Toa find themselves changing into Toa Nuva. 6 Nuva Symbols appear in the Suva's of each Toa. The Toa soon find their powers have increased. -The Toa Nuva regroup to Challenge the Kal. With their new increased power, they defeat each Kal and destroy the krana that controls them. They then venture into the nest (having been found with the help of Kopaka's enhanced mask of vision) and finally seal away the Bahrag. The Krana become inactive, and the Bohrok fall still. -Six Bohrok Va 'manage to escape' the Toa Nuva and Matoran as they gather up all the Krana. They retreat into the catacombs beneath Mata-nui to where the Kal had originally come from. There, they retreave six new Krana Kal and return to the Bohrok Kal. -The Kal soon discover that the Nuva Symbols hold the key to releasing the Bahrag and the Nuva's powers (Through a little telepathy from Teridax). While the Nuva repair Kini-Nui, the Kal attack and steal the Nuva Symbols, robbing the Toa Nuva of their powers. While on their way to return to the Nest, Teridax interveins again. He places the image of the original Kanohi Mata and the idea of sealing away the Toa Nuva permanently into the minds the Kal, in order to exact revenge. The Kal split up and find the six Kanohi masks, while being pursued by the powerless Toa Nuva. They regroup outside Kini-nui and defeat the Toa Nuva. Kohrok-Kal almost kills Onua, but is stopped when reminded that "to be sealed away is a much worse fate than mearly death. Let Mata nui condemn their actions." Kopaka nuva is the only one to hear this before passing out. -When the toa come to, the Kal are gone. They locate the Nest and find the Bahrag. After defeating the Exo-Toa, the Bohrok enter the chamber of the Bahrag. There they find the Nuva Cube, and around it six slits where the Kanohi masks go. After placing the masks, they slide away to reveal 6 canister holes in the ground. The Kal sense the Toa Nuva's approach and move towards the cube to free the Bahrag. -The Toa nuva attempt to attack the Kal, but to no avail. A force Field appears around the Kal as they complete their mission. Kopaka eyes the six holes around the cube when a bolt of lightning flashes out and engulfs him. It drags him down into the hole where it seals shut with a echoing click. -Pohatu, Onua and Lewa fall victim to the same lightning bolts and are sealed away. As Tahu is being dragged down, Gali has made her way out of reach. Tahu Summons the Vahi and uses his last remaining strength to throw it to Gali. He instructs her to save the future and is sealed away. -The Kal finish their mission, the Bahrag are freed, and Gali feels her elemental powers completely disappear. She stares at the Vahi, and escapes the nest out into the harsh sunlight of Po-Wahi. She hears the echoing stomps of Bohrok behind her and knows what she must do. Placing the Vahi on her face, she turns back time and disappears into the past. -Gali finds herself watching the toa emerge from the Bohrok nest celebrating their initial defeat over the Kal. She sees her past self with her brothers. She activates her newly acquired mask of speed (found between the ending of the bohrok and the second coming of the Kal) and races towards Ga-Koro. -Gali comes across Turaga Nokama, and after convincing her of the alternate timeline, she shows Nokama the Vahi. Nokama believes her, as she knows that Tahu currently possess the mask of time. Gali informs her of the Kal being revived, finding their original Mata masks and stealing their nuva symbols. Nokama and Gali agreed that the Toa must find their Mata masks so that they wouldn't be sealed away, and let the Kal steal the nuva symbols in order to have the best chance of defeating them. Nokama gives Gali a familiar mask of stealth. "You must not be seen, but you must ensure the survival of the toa. But if they are successful, you will not exist." -Nokama approaches the Toa-Nuva and Turaga at Kini-nui and congratulates the toa. She reports that the stars have revealed their original masks have been reborn, and in order to ensure the continuation of Toa, the Nuva must set out to find them. (the Nuva are unaware that six matoran had received their Mata masks and hid them around the island for safe keeping) The other turaga are skeptical, but say nothing until the Toa have embarked. Nokama fills in her brothers on Future Gali's story, and the other turaga agree. Future Gali appears before the Turaga. All six turaga agree, that in order to defeat the Kal, the Nuva symbols will be the key. Future Gali agrees to follow the toa and provide assistance as needed. -The Kal again steal the Nuva Symbols, but find themselves too late from finding the original mata masks. The Nuva set off after the Kal to retrieve their symbols. Teridax, unknowing that the Nuva have retrieved their original masks, attempts to meddle and plants the thought of the masks into the minds of the Kal. When they find the location where Pohatu's mask had been, they find it to be gone. Angered, they continue to search for the Bahrag. -The Nuva and the Kal clash on the dunes of Po-Wahi. The Kal now have no reason to keep the toa alive, and before they can deliver a killing blow, Future Gali summons a tsunami to engulf the kal and sweep them away. Present Gali watches her future self approach before passing out. -Present Gali awakes to a strange looking version of herself. Future Gali keeps it brief, and tells her of her theory about how to use the symbols to defeat the Kal. As the other toa stir, she disappears heading back towards Ga-Wahi to await her fait. -The Nuva follow the Kal into the nest, where the Kal have defeated the Exo-Toa and are currently shielded around the Nuva Cube. Tahu activates the mask of time. Present Gali remembers what her future self told her, and encourages her brothers to reach out towards their symbols. The power turns out to be too much for the Kal and each fall to their own power. The Bahrag remain asleep and the Toa's power return. -Future Gali feels her body beginning to fade, the Vahi has already disappeared. more and more her body turns into swirling energy and soon their is nothing left except the mask of stealth resting on the great kanohi statue above Ga-Koro. -As the Nuva exit the Nest one last time, Gali sense a small swirl of energy "reconnect" with her. She suddenly feels a vision of Future Gali's fate, her adventure, and her destiny. She nods towards Tahu and replies "that mask, is more powerful than you realize brother." Tahu laughs and the Nuva head back towards their villages. The Nuva place their Mata masks into their Suva's and the Nuva symbol absorb the masks, turning into a replica of the Kanohi Nuva. Each Toa picks up their replica mask and places it onto their face, merging their old power with their new ones. A beam of light flys into the sky, heading towards the great volcano, where a particular stone totem awaits it's master to come and claim it. It absorbs the light from the Six Suvas and waits... -The Bohrok War is official over.
  8. [Render] The Phantoka by Artemiy Karpinskiy, on Flickr "Wherever you journey, they will adapt to your surroundings. No terrain, no climate, no wind or wave will ever be your master." — Artakha to the Toa Nuva, Downfall [Render] Toa Lewa Nuva (Phantoka) by Artemiy Karpinskiy, on Flickr [Render] Toa Kopaka Nuva (Phantoka) by Artemiy Karpinskiy, on Flickr [Render] Toa Pohatu Nuva (Phantoka) by Artemiy Karpinskiy, on Flickr I don't have much to say about those Toa Nuva/Phantoka revamps. I did them a while back, a year or so, and only now came about to finally render them all. * * * 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!
  9. I have many Kanohi Nuva and Krana for sale. Also I have a Nuju Hordika set I am taking best offers on. Check them out: Kanohi Nuva http://www.ebay.com/itm/162351464554?ssPageName=STRK:MESELX:IT&_trksid=p3984.m1555.l2649 Krana http://www.ebay.com/itm/162351500327?ssPageName=STRK:MESELX:IT&_trksid=p3984.m1555.l2649 Nuju Hordika http://www.ebay.com/itm/162343766560?ssPageName=STRK:MESELX:IT&_trksid=p3984.m1555.l2649
  10. Hello Bzpower, and welcome to what I can only describe as the largest collection of runaway imagination that I have ever put together. It all started with an off-hand comment on someone else's picture, which I followed with a satirical picture of my own, then a description that turned into a short story, which spawned a 'sequel' that ended up longer than planned with every chapter... And here we are, Word document upon Word document later. I've been posting this on DeviantArt and the TTV boards for a while now, but have now decided to share it here as well. So, without further ado, I invite you to join me on Spherus Magna, thousands of years after the Reformation, looking through the eyes of a young Toa of Psionics who's about to come face to face with legends of old... legends to whom time has not been kind. Welcome everyone, to... "It is our great folly: we helped create this paradise, but have no reason to exist in it. ...in this world that neither needs nor wants us, we slowly fade away." - Toa Gali Nuva [Review Topic] In 'The Folly of the Toa," I wanted to explore some of Bionicle's most famous characters, the Toa Nuva, from a different viewpoint than the romances, the 'hero's stories' that they usually show up in. I aimed for a downfall instead: a tragedy. Obviously, the Toa Nuva are mighty heroes, but the question quickly arose: what do the heroes do when there's nothing to fight, or no one to fight for? Or, to paraphrase one government official from "The Dark Night Rises" concerning Commissioner Gordon: 'They are war heroes. This is peacetime.' What do heroes, who have known nothing but combat, do in peacetime? Throughout G1's story line, the Toa Nuva accomplish many great deeds and face many dangers, but they certainly aren't without flaws, or as Gali describes them, "...our own demons." They were also always prone to bickering among themselves, but they always had a common enemy to unite them: the Makuta. In the wake of the Battle for Bara Magna and the subsequent Reformation, the Toa managed to keep themselves busy, but sooner or later that lack of an enemy, a threat to face up against, created an opportunity for those demons to rise... And as our protagonist, Lis, will soon find out, they have the power to topple giants. The Chapter List: [The Prologue] Note: when I wrote this, I had no idea how much this story would snowball. Therefore, it was never originally intended as a prologue, but more as a 'journal entry' by Gali, something to go along with a picture to provide some background and explore an idea that arose from that picture's discussion. It's still accurate, however, so I figured sticking it in as the prologue was the most appropriate thing I could do with it. Chapters: [ 1 ] [ 2 ] [ 3 ] [ 4 ] [ 5 ] [ 6 ] [ 7 ] [ 8 ] [ 9 ] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18] [19] [20] [21] [22] [23] [24] [25] [26] [27] [28] [29] [30] [31] [32] [33] [34] [35] [36] [37] [38] [39] [40] [41] [42] [43] [44] [45] [46] [47] [48] [49] [50] [51] [52] [53] [54] [55] [56]
  11. Well, after an extremely long hiatus and a new forum, BZPower is finally back! And between the forums being down for nearly a year and my extremely sporadic updating schedule before that, it feels like I haven't written a BIONICLE comedy chapter in forever. So what better way to celebrate my (and everyone else's) return to BZP than with a remake of my first comedy, The Nuva Inn? This is going to be a REMAKE, not a verbatim cut and paste of the original. Yes, I'm going to keep the same general plots for the chapters, the same running jokes, and the same script format, since prose just wouldn't work very well with the style of humor found in TNI. If you want to read the few chapters saved from the original classic, just go here! Once I've caught up to wherever I was originally (which might take a while,) then I'll write new chapters, and most of the later chapters might just end up being cut and paste from the original. It's mostly the earlier chapters that are long overdue for a rewrite anyway, and to be honest, reading those first chapters again actually is a bit embarrassing. (UPDATE: As a result of the repeated hackings, dataclysms, and general loss of all archived material, any chapters after the end of the "Pieism" saga/Ask Matau! crossover will no longer be directly based on the original's chapters, with the exception of one or two toward the end of the original's run that I still have saved on my computer. I'll try my best to recall certain plots and jokes that I remember, and any assistance in remembering old TNI chapters is also appreciated). So, without further ado... The Nuva Inn A BIONICLE comedy by Me! Chapter 1: The Beginning...Again? Narrator: *game show voice* Welcome to...THE NUVA INN! Onua: What is this, a game show? Narrator: Oh, sorry, I worked as a game show announcer at my last job. Anyway, we join the Toa Nuva standing around in an open field. Onua: That's too cliche! Narrator: Well, too bad! Onua: ...Wait a second, this seems awfully familiar... Gali: Come to think of it, I vaguely remember doing all of this before. I have some fuzzy memories of running a hotel, a bunch of Guest Stars, a pie-obsessed Matoran, and me repeatedly fusing with a Glatorian. Tahu: Hey, how come you get to remember all of that stuff? I don't remember anything, just a vague sense of deja vu like Onua. Gali: I have psychic powers. Tahu: REALLY? Gali: Of course! How else do you explain that mental connection Takua and I had during the end of the MNOG? Onua: She has a point. Tahu: But if we already built a hotel, then why are we standing here in a field doing nothing? Gali: Let me think...what were we doing before this happened...oh, of course! We time traveled! Tahu: WHAT. Gali: No, seriously! Nuparu made a time machine and we traveled back in time to one of the first chapters. Something must have gone wrong and got us stuck back here, plus erased all of our memories. Onua: Except yours. Gali: Not anymore. I just forgot everything. Onua: Wow, how convenient. Narrator: Can we just get on with the story already? We join the Toa Nuva in an empty field earlier today. *A large number of monkeys wearing construction hats are building something* Monkey 1: Monkey noises! Monkey 2: Monkey noises! Monkey 3: Monkey noises! Lewa: You're not supposed to speaksay "Monkey Noises," you're supposed to talkmake actual monkey noises! Monkey 1: But we don't know what kind of noises monkeys make! Onua: Narrator, this isn't early enough! Narrator: Hmmph! Fine! *In the aforementioned empty field...* Pohatu: I'm bored. Lewa: Me too. Tahu: Hey, I've got an idea! Let's run a hotel! Everyone but Tahu: Tahu: What? It would be fun! Gali: This has got to be the most cliche beginning ever. *Pohatu raises his hand* Tahu: I'm not a teacher, you don't have to raise your hand. What is it, Pohatu? Pohatu: How can we run a hotel that doesn't exist yet? Tahu: What are you talking about? Our hotel does too exist! Pohatu: No it doesn't. Hotels don't just appear, you know. *A hotel falls out of the sky and crushes Pohatu* Gali: Oh, the irony. Lewa: *points to sign outside hotel door* Hey, seelook! It showsays "THE HOTEL NEXT DOOR." Gali: Next door? Next door to what? Kopaka: Our hotel? Tahu: Ha, I was right! See, Pohatu? ...Pohatu? Pohatu: Oog... Tahu: Never mind. Come on, follow me and let's go! Lewa: Hey, how come youTahu get to be the headleader? Tahu: "YouTahu?" That sounds like an awesome idea for the name of a video-sharing website. Anyway, the red guys are always the leader because it's in the script. *Everyone pulls out their scripts for "THE NUVA INN"* Lewa: *tosses script* Loseforget this! I, Lewame, will herenow be the headleader! Just like Zaktan, the brightgreen guys will rule! Tahu: You can't do that! And Zaktan doesn't count because he's a Piraka. Zaktan: *appears* Hey, you got a problem with me being a Piraka, punk? *grabs Tahu and shoves him in a trash can before leaving* Pohatu: That was weird. Gali: No kidding. Oh well, regardless of random trash-can-obsessed Piraka, where are we going to find our hotel? Lewa, any ideas? Lewa: We buildconstruct one! Onua: But where will we get construction workers? Lewa: As headleader, I have an awesomecool smartidea! *Lewa makes a whistle call like in Mask of Light* Everyone but Lewa: ... Kopaka: Hey, that's my line! Gali: Nothing happened. Oh well, let's party! *A disco ball descends from the sky and party lights and music starts playing while Gali dances around* Everyone: *Suddenly, 1,000 monkeys wearing construction hats run up to the Toa and assemble behind Lewa* Lewa: Told you it would succeedwork! Now, monkeys, startbegin building our hotel! *Later that day...* Monkey 1: Monkey noises! Monkey 2: Monkey noises! Monkey 3: Monkey noises! Lewa: You're not supposed to speaksay "Monkey Noises," you're supposed to talkmake actual monkey noises! Monkey 1: But we don't know what kind of noises monkeys make! Lewa: I think it's an "ooh ooh aah aah" kind of soundnoise. Monkey1: Oh, okay, thanks. Ooh ooh aah aah! *Even later...* Lewa: Movepush that giganticblock over herethere! Monkey #572, watchcheck that falling beam! I mean...never mind. Being headleader is tougher than I believedthought. I don't knowthink I can do thisthat. Onua: There's a leader opening? Then I, Onua, inspired by Garan, shall take command! *Garan appears and blasts Onua with a pulse bolt* Onua: Ouch. Never mind. Pohatu: That's weird. How come whenever we mention someone's name, they appear? *A random Matoran appears* Pohatu: Who are you? RM: I'm someone's name! Pohatu: Huh? RM: My name is "Someone's Name!" Pohatu: *sighs* I rest my case. *Someone's Name disappears* Kopaka: ... *Awkward silence* Lewa: So...what now? The hotel isn't even halfpart donefinished! *Takanuva suddenly falls out of the sky and lands on Pohatu* Takanuva: I am Takanuva, Toa of Light! Gali: Wow, how did you survive that fall? You fell hundreds of feet, you could have been killed! Takanuva: Could have been, but I'm not. Kopaka: You're being repetitive. Takanuva: No. Kopaka: Yes you are--you said the exact same things in Mask of Light! Takanuva: No. Kopaka: Yes you are! Takanuva: No. Kopaka: Is that all you can say? Takanuva: No. Kopaka: Then what else can you say? Takanuva: No. Kopaka: I meant besides "no." Takanuva: No. Kopaka: No, something else! Takanuva: No. Kopaka: Shut up. Takanuva: No. Kopaka: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!! Gali: *groans* That was annoying. Good thing Takanuva's just here randomly for one scene, or that might end up becoming a running joke that lasts for the next hundred or so chapters... Takanuva: Okay, that's enough tormenting Kopaka. Lewa, what are you doing? Lewa: We're building a hotel. Takanuva: Let me help! *blasts construction with light, creating a gleaming, 9,321-story tower instantly* Lewa: Impressive! You're hired! Gali: AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!! Kopaka: Hey, that's my line! Lewa: Shushquiet! Now that our towerhotel is donefinished, let's walkgo inside! Follow me! Gali: Wait! *Everyone stops, crashing into Lewa* Lewa: What now? Gali: What should we call it? We can't have a hotel without a name! Kopaka: But it does have a name! It's "..." Gali: That isn't a name. That's just silence. Kopaka: ... is my favorite word! Gali: WE KNOW. We need a real name. Onua: A name? I know, how about "Bob?" Lewa: That's stupiddumb. Not that kind of name! Tahu: I have an idea! How about "The Nuva Inn?" Lewa: Excellentgood name, Tahu! Tahu: Does this mean I can be the leader again? Lewa: Sorry, no. Tahu: Gali: Tahu, where did you come up with that name? Great idea! Tahu: I read the title of the comedy. *points to topic title hovering in the sky* Gali: But why is that the title of the comedy? Tahu: Because it's the name of the hotel, obviously! Gali: But then why is it the name of the hotel? Tahu: Because it's in the title! Gali: But then--how--what-- *groans* Lewa: Enough talkchat, let's set up a postsign! Takanuva? Takanuva: Sure thing! *a giant glowing neon sign appears reading "THE NUVA INN"* Lewa: That was everquick. Let's go inside! *Suddenly, they hear a loud rumble from behind them* Tahu: What's that? I'm scared! MOMMY!! *runs to Gali* Gali: Get off! I'm not your mom! BIONICLE characters don't even have mothers! *The Toa turn around to see a horde of monkeys running toward them* Lewa: Uh-oh! They must be evermad because they lost their workjobs! *The monkeys leave everyone alone but Takanuva* Takanuva: Hey! Get off! I was only trying to--OWWWW! All Toa Nuva: Kopaka: cool dude. Serves him right. Lewa: Why did you just callname him "cool?" Kopaka: I didn't. BZP's word filter won't let me say the word I wanted to say, even though it appears lots of times in the actual BIONICLE novels and story serials. Gali: Who cares, let's party! *Disco ball and party lights and music appear and she starts dancing* THE end Onua: Hey Narrator! How come just "the" is capitalized and not "end?" Narrator: Never question the narrator! Onua: Why not? *A banana flies in from out of nowhere and smacks him in the mask* Onua: Hey! Narrator: Ha ha ha! *All the monkeys from earlier in the chapter start hitting Onua with bananas* Bob the Word Counting Matoran: This chapter has 1,473 words. Lewa0111 Nuva
  12. Hey guys, I am selling my entire collection of Bionicle sets. They are all 100% complete with containers and instructions except for the Toa Mata, which is missing a few parts (don't know exactly which ones but I can look if you need me too). As of right now they are all assembled but I can ship them unassembled as well. BOHROK 8560, 8561, 8562, 8563, 8564, 8565. All 100% complete with instructions and containers. RAHKSHI 8587, 8588, 8589, 8590, 8591, 8592. All 100% complete with instructions and containers. TOA NUVA 8566, 8567, 8568, 8570, 8571, 8572. All 100% complete with instructions and containers. TOA MATA 8531, 8532, 8533, 8534, 8535, 8536. All instructions and containers but missing a few parts. I am asking $300 for everything or if you want just one of the sets, send me a message with an offer. Thanks! ~Xtopher98
  13. Hello again, and welcome too... [story topic] Pretty self-explanatory, I think. Post any comments, observations, or reviews concerning "The Folly of the Toa" in this topic. Any questions are also welcome. Story Links: [The Prologue] Chapters: [ 1 ] [ 2 ] [ 3 ] [ 4 ] [ 5 ] [ 6 ] [ 7 ] [ 8 ] [ 9 ] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18] [19] [20] [21] [22] [23] [24] [25] [26] [27] [28] [29] [30] [31] [32] [33] [34] [35] [36] [37] [38] [39] [40] [41] [42] [43] [44] [45] [46] [47] [48] [49] [50] [51] [52] [53] [54] [55] [56]
  14. ******WARNING-LONG POST ALERT****** Now before I start, I would just like to say that I know not everybody wants the two generations merged, and that’s fine. I however, loved how intricate the initial storyline was and this new basic Generation 2 storyline pales in comparison so far. I also apologize if this idea has been proposed before, and if it was, I did not intend to steal this idea and claim it as my own. I just figured that merging the continuities would be a fun challenge and as such, here is how I’d do it, thus allowing for a soft reboot for the kids of today, but allowing the older fans to still have a connection to the story and characters they grew up with and loved. Starting off, let us begin with where we left off in Generation 1, a cliff hanger on all fronts of the story. From what we know about Generation 2, it’s more or less a clean slate, but this could simply be due to lack of information. Let’s assume that an unspecified amount of time has passed between Generation 1 and Generation 2. Not a lot, but enough to conclude the cliff hangers left from the serials a few years ago. (An example would be, and while we don’t know how it will occur, that Lewa eventually escaped captivity from the Bota Maga, learned Agori and regrouped with his team) Now you may be saying works so far, or maybe this is taking too much liberty and is too fan fiction-y already. I do not know. Despite this, we will begin with the premise of Generation 2 and begin to merge it with Generation 1. Generation 1 left us with everybody on Spherus Magna, and for the most part, happily. The Mata Nui robot was scattered across the planet, and that is all we know of what happened to it for the most part. This brings us to the new Island of Okoto. (May it be noted that this new generation has simplified the names and or eliminated them all together) Looking at a map of Okoto and Artakha, they are not too dissimilar. My idea proposes that the island of Okoto and Artakha are actually one and the same. The island itself was named after the being Artakha himself, this having been stated. Something else that has popped into my thoughts was that what if the island of Artakha was simply named Artakha by outsiders? The city/island was closed off for how many years after the incident with the Makuta. Besides recently the Toa Nuva being there, nobody knows what it looks like or even knows much about it period. Who is to argue that its real name, known only to its residents, was actually ...Okoto. Following this, during the events of 2010 with the Mata Nui Robot falling to the ground, in the mayhem, and this is where some people may jump off board of my theory, what if Makuta in his last act before falling, managed to remove the mask of creation from Artakha in some fashion, and it subsequently got lost in the city itself during these events. Fearing for his life as well as everybody else’s, Artakha was forced to flee his island and escape to Spherus Magna, without his mask, and sadly, some residents of his city. So, where does Ekimu fit into this theory? Taking a page from Marvel with Thor and Mjölnir, as well as the fact that we never knew much about Artakha in the first place, what if wearing the mask of creation simply creates the being Artakha, such as how one who wields Thor’s hammer subsequently becomes Thor? What if Ekimu, a matoran/villager/agori/something, had become Artakha when he was rewarded the mask all those years ago. Having lost it, he simply reverted back to being Ekimu. As mentioned, some matoran/villagers (Using Generation 2 vocabulary) were trapped and did not escape the robot, and as always , divided themselves based upon elements an continued to live as best they could in this newly rejuvenated Artakha/Okoto . (This would be thanks to either the mask of creation or the mask of life, or even both) Eventually, on Spherus Magna, the Ignika at some point either devolved the rest of the Toa Nuva, or evolved Tahu again, and due to their adaptive armor, they now look the way they do. At some point and by somebody, they were tasked to go back into the robot to the mask maker’s city, where Teridax, having unbeknownst to everybody, actually fell into a coma like the new Generation 2 story depicts. As for our heroes, canister travel is nothing new, nor forgettable, or is it…? The Toa Nuva, once again, suffered amnesia upon arrival, but subconsciously still knew that their mission was to collect their new adaptive golden Kanohi Nuva (That Artakha had been working on before the events of 2010), as well as collecting the mask of creation and saving the Matoran/Villagers. Teridax, still being alive, used his powers to raise his army of undead warriors under Kulta’s command, and control the king of skull spiders, and set them upon our beloved Toa Nuva, thus bringing us to where the story currently is at on BIONICLE.Com This is just a theory, but I hope you all enjoyed it. If this is in the wrong thread, I apologize, please move it. Also, if this theory has been proposed by somebody else, feel free to speak up and take credit for being first to think of this. Otherwise, tell me what you guys think. Did I forget anything you’d like to add? Did I dig any plot holes that I may fall into? Thanks for reading!
  15. I'm looking to obtain this CD from 2002: Anyone who might have it, please let me know!
  16. Part Element, Part Legend I: The Rhode of Del Vienvi Prologue Prologue The Element Lord of Water drifted between worlds. One minute he had been riding the River Dormus, the current taking him to the southern sector of Bara Magna. His watery form drifted through the current, traveling the river; He splashed against the rocks while fish swam through him. So insignificant they are, he thought. So small beneath my power. The next moment, the banks of the river were gone. The Element Lord suddenly felt space open. The mountains that towered above the river were gone. In fact, all land was gone. Even the water he floated in felt different. Salty, the Element Lord detected, like the ocean. For endless stretches, the sea existed in all directions. A sudden panic went through the Element Lord’s mind. What had just happened? How had he been transported from the River Dormus to this strange ocean? I must search this foreign ocean, and hope it has answers, the Element Lord decided, sensing the enormity of the waters. He then surged out, into the abyss of the ocean, anxious to explore the territory. He dived below the surface, descending to everywhere his influence touched. For a time, he grew bored, traveling for hundreds of miles and only viewing fish. It is merely a wasteland, the Element Lord thought to himself. But how did I arrive here, and how do I return to the River Dormus? Something finally appeared in the black waters, piquing his interest. A blue armored skeletal being floated close to the ocean floor, speaking in a strange, cryptic language to a companion. More beings like this one were nearby, interacting in the same mysterious tongue. Intriguing… he thought. His mind wondered briefly on their existence, and then decided that whoever these beings were, their identities were meaningless to him. Marking his presence with a ghostly aura, he left the beings to their lives and swam onward. He grew bored again as he explored reefs and caves that catacombed the ocean, only finding the remains of more biomechanical specimens, long dead. A waste of time, he grumbled, exiting the myriad of tombs. But until I find how to get to Dormus once more, time is all I have. Upon resignation, he ventured into one last cave. His dulled senses were sharpened in the blackness, detecting something peculiar. He sent his substance forth, prodding all of the cracks of the cave walls. One crack led to a dark pocket in the wall, which revealed a series of winding mazes that he traversed. Excitement rushed through the Element Lord as he swam deeper into the tunnel. At last he reached a chamber. It was enormous, impressively built at the intense depth. A long, final path stretched the middle of the chamber, leading to an elegant throne made of fish bones from a time long forgotten. Above the head of the throne, carved into the wall, was an emblem of the element of water. The throne sat empty, awaiting its long departed ruler. And its ruler had returned. The Element Lord swam through the chamber, marveling not at the elegant simplicity of the chamber, but of its significance. This had been his throne hundreds of thousands of years ago, torn from him by the Shattering. He had been on Bara Magna at the time, and so his empire of the sea was torn from him. The ocean was a mere droplet in comparison to the floods of realization that then overcame the Lord. So this is the fate of Aqua Magna, the Element Lord thought. The Great Sea, now home to strange biomechanical life forms. The Element Lord took one last sweeping observation of his throne, and then left the hideaway to be abandoned once more. He swam on, looking at the blank oceans in a new way. Another stretch of travel brought him to a huge structure, buried in the mud. It contained impossible proportions, seeming to extend beyond the endlessness of the ocean. Soaring beneath the water, he travelled for hours, observing the mammoth structure. It was a sculpture twisted and distorted by the years of salt water, on the verge of collapse in some places. As he moved forward, the Element Lord realized what this was: a robot. It was a mammoth machine, the size of an entire world. There was only one explanation to how this could be, the Element Lord thought. The Great Beings. Only they were possible of brilliant enough, or insane enough, to craft something of this size. And look at the creation of the “Great” Beings now, the Element Lord sneered. On the verge of collapse, sunken in the mud. I and my brethren are the only successful experiment of the old tinkerers. Destiny selected us, and doomed the Great Beings to their failure experiments. Swimming to the other end of the robot, however far it might be, he admitted he was still impressed. The Great Beings had constructed this in secret, without any inkling ever reaching the Agori. Spying a dark speck ahead, he sped up, anxious to see what lie on the surface. The speck grew exponentially, until the path he swam was cut off by land, extending hundreds of miles in any direction. On the surface, a metropolis reached for the sky; the shoreline was dotted with small huts, while towers lie beyond, competing with each other to be the tallest. Many styles of architecture could be seen on the horizon, yet the various cultures were united into a city grander than any ever seen on Spherus Magna. The Element Lord could sense the power the silhouette represented, as well as the power of individuals that walked among the city. He could sense it was there. Power, all of it, as well as the power to send him home. It was far within the mega-continent that sat on the robot, well beyond his reach. Small, biomechanical beings walked the beach, communicating in the same language as the ones underwater. He let his frustration out through a wave that lapped onshore; he could not access the power he needed, nor converse with the beings who fled his wave. But there was one other option… The robot underneath the sea was a main support for the landmass, the Lord could see. But it had been underwater far too long, corroded by salt water, and nearly on the verge of collapse. The landmass was not stable either- there were pockets here and there in vital points, the rock pitifully straining to stay together. It was due to fall apart soon… In a way, it is a mercy, he thought, gathering every ounce of his power. They will think they know the reason their land perishes, but they will never realize I was saving them from a death unseen. Bringing enormous masses of water together, the Element Lord let it build up, until a tsunami towered above the ocean. He turned it towards the land of the Kingdom, and let the tsunami unleash on the fearful inhabitants below. *** A shudder ran through the ground of the giant island, disturbing its inhabitants in their daily work. Pausing to feel the tremor, they looked toward the blue sky. The earthquakes were no longer novelties in the Kingdom, even though the first of them came mere months ago. Chronic, but largely ignorable, everyone knew as they went back to their tasks. Then the island began to shake violently. This was no normal earthquake. Deep below the surface of the waves, the great mechanical being once known as Mata Nui had lay rusting for tens of thousands of years. Entropy had taken its toll on the giant over millennia spent underwater, weakening the bases of the mega-continent. All the years of careful reinforcement were swept away as the robot gave a sigh, collapsing on itself and sinking into the pits of the ocean. Now that the bases of the island were free, it was time for the inevitable to happen. The surfaces of the Kingdom began to crack. Buildings crumpled near the foundations; deep roots of towers tumbled to the ocean floor as currents pulled the metropolis apart. Toa of Stone and Earth created new land to bridge the widening gaps, but the ocean would rip them apart the instant they were formed. Nature was taking over, or so it seemed, and nature would win. The currents swirled and the land masses shifted, something occurring in the waters. The sea rose into a giant tidal wave, hovering, and crashing down on all sectors. Matoran who ran and screamed for loved ones fell silent, in fearful respect of the power about to crash down on them. As it did, pieces of the Kingdom were pushed away from each other, new shores twisted by the waters of Aqua Magna, separated by unfathomable leagues of water. As the world finally settled, the inhabitants of the old Kingdom found themselves in a new world. Separated from lifelong friends and allies, people would have to start new. But not a soul would ever forget the final day they were one people, from then on known as the Shattering. Many died that day, but many more still lived to develop new cultures on the lands that survived the waters of the Great Wave. Thousands of years would pass until anyone dared leave their homes again.
  17. Wotzapp

    Damaged Reviews

    So here's a little thing I'm doing on the side, hence the simplistic style. Feel free to review or criticize or whatevs.
  18. Wotzapp

    Damaged Minds

    1 Strakk tore his axe from the now-deceased Sand Fox and slung it over his shoulder. The canine creatures were small, but enough to keep him from starving for perhaps a day or so. Besides, a few more days were all he needed to find his true prey. A small movement in the corner of his eye startled him. Instinctively, he darted behind a nearby chunk of metal and peered out from behind it. A Vorox crept into view, its gaze darting back and forth. It could smell him, and he knew it. The Vorox began to inspect the corpse of the Sand Fox, poking it with its spear cautiously. Silently, Strakk cursed himself for leaving behind his only food. Now he was going to fight for it. Leaping out from behind the metal and drawing his axe in one smooth motion, he let out a ferocious battle cry in an attempt to frighten the beast. Apparently, it only served to anger it; in retaliation, the Vorox let out a blood-curdling shriek of its own and charged forward. The opponents collided, but the Vorox’s strength was overpowering, and Strakk couldn’t prevent himself from falling back onto the ground, pinned down by the unprecedented weight of the beast. Not ready to give up, he bent his legs and pushed up, propelling the Vorox off of him. While it reeled from his defence, he snatched up his axe and raised it to make to the finishing blow- “Don’t.” What felt like a pair of protosteel bonds had gripped his wrists, preventing him from completing his strike. This was hardly what startled Strakk as he recognised the voice: “Malum?” “Yes,” came his gruff response. “Now drop the axe before I crush your wrists.” After a moment of hesitation, Strakk decided it was best not to resist against the warrior who had once almost killed him, especially in this energy-deprived state. Malum took it from his grasp and cast it on the ground. The former fire tribe Glatorian made a foreign sound, prompting the Vorox to pin Strakk’s arms to his sides. “You’ve been hunting me,” Malum said, standing over the axe as though it were a fallen soldier. “I don’t know why and I don’t care. “Because what you must understand is that you can never find me. I can only find you. And now that I have…” Malum raised his boulder of a foot and stomped on the axe blade, shattering it like glass. “You’re going to regret coming for me.” _________________________________________________________________________ Gali Nuva looked over at Tahu with concern for what seemed the fiftieth time in the past hour. The two had been roaming the wild hills and terrain of the planet in search of a location for New Atero, but Tahu seemed to be marvelling more at himself and his newfound power than anything. Every time Gali had spared a glance, he had been eyeing his gleaming golden armour and testing out small fractions of his powers. This time, it seemed, he had caught her looking. “Something troubling you, sister?” At first, she contemplated telling him of her fears, but she knew how irrational he could become when offended. And besides, it wasn’t as if he was wrong to be impressed with his new abilities. Perhaps if given some time, he would return to normal. “Nothing, brother. Just checking you’re-“ Gali froze as a flash of red in the trees behind Tahu sparked a sudden sense of déjà vu. “What is it?” Asked the Toa of fire, scanning the trees for danger. “I thought I saw… No, it’s impossible.” “What did you see?” Tahu asked, his voice growing fiery. Both Toa snapped into battle positions as a tree exploded into flames, sending a squadron of birds fleeing for their lives. Gali immediately doused the flames with a flash of torrential rain, transforming the fire into steam and fog, clouding the trees. Without their vision, the being would be forced to leave its cover. Sure enough, a red-armoured leg stepped out from the mist. Then another, then a body, then finally the whole creature was within sight- “Tahnok!” Tahu exclaimed. “But how?!” Gali frowned. Sometimes it paid to be right. “I don’t know, but apparently it seems to think it’s still on Mata-Nui.” “Time to put a stop to this.” Raising a hand, Tahu willed a small cyclone to appear around the Bohrok, sending it spinning into the air. Gali, summoning her Pakari, caught the machine creature in mid-air and slammed it to the ground, cracking open its head plate. She was shocked to find that there was no Krana hidden within. The Toa exchanged uncomfortable glances. Without a prime directive given by the Bahrag Queens, Bohrok without Krana would simply obey any task given to them. This meant that someone must have ordered it to cause destruction. “And that’s looking past the question of what a Bohrok is doing on Spherus Magna.” Pointed out Gali. When Tahu did not reply, she looked to see he appeared deep in thought. “Everything alright?” “Look how damaged it is.” He replied without looking up. The Tahnok was indeed battle scarred, with intense scorch marks, melted areas and chunks torn straight out, exposing the mechanical workings within. “It looks as though it’s been thrown through a furnace.” Gali observed. “Exactly. I think that may be a clue as to how it got here.” “What do you mean?” Finally, he met her gaze. “We should keep going. The Tahnok isn’t going anywhere, and we can come back for it if we need to. Our main priority is still finding a home for our people.” Gali nodded, and with one final disturbed glance at the fallen Bohrok, the two set off again. Behind them, the Tahnok’s sapphire eye flickered. _________________________________________________________________________ Stronius looked out over the lake with both satisfaction and bitterness. On the one hand, the planet had been restored to life and water was now in abundance. On the other hand, the Skrall had been battered into submission, their empire now reduced to scattered groups throughout the wilderness. The last three days had been spent camping beside this lake, awaiting word from their scouts of any other Skrall in the surrounding area. Not a single one of the scouts had returned as of yet, and Stronius suspected it would be a while before any sign of them would show. As if in response to his thoughts, Legato, his second in command, appeared at his side. “Stronius, sir.” “Speak.” “Two of the scouts, sir. They’ve found something.” “Show me.” Legato led Stronius to a tent on the edge of the camp, outside of which two more Skrall stood guard. Already he had an idea as to what they had found. Inside, the two Skrall scouts stood over a heavily damaged mechanical form. “Another one.” Stronius said, looking down at the creature in disgust. “This one had already been disabled, sir.” One of the scouts informed him. “Someone else had apparently found it a short distance from the crash site and fought it off, without realising its significance.” Stronius nodded. “Then whoever found it isn’t a Skrall, or they would have recognised the similarities between this and the Baterra.” “It’s odd, sir,” said Legato, examining the exposed inner workings of the creature. “What’s ‘odd’?” Stronius asked irritably. “That they’re so similar. The Baterra were already there when we found them, but these… These things are falling from the sky.” _________________________________________________________________________ Strakk spat out a mouthful of dirt as he pried himself from the floor of Malum’s cave. All around him, Vorox stared, gripping their primitive spears and grinding their razor sharp teeth. He could see it in their eyes that they desperately wanted to rip him apart, an invader in their land, but Malum had them under control, somehow. “I have something to show you, Strakk.” Malum taunted, grabbing him by the back of the neck. He struggled in vain as the stronger Glatorian dragged him across the cave to another chamber, which was left dark and unlit. Malum released him, and a huge stone slab moved into place to block the chamber entrance. Left in pitch darkness, Strakk stared into the shadows, and a pair of glowing ruby red eyes stared back. Review Topic
  19. Do you guys think the Toa Nuva could still become Kaita after receiving their adaptive armor? Could other teams of Toa become Kaita as well? Matoran, Bohrok-kal, and Rahkshi can all form Kaitas, why not other toa like the Inika/Mahri, or the Metru/Hordika?
  20. 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.
  21. Not quite sure if this should be here or in S&T, so forum leaders, whoever they may be, please feel free to move this if necessary. So, in the Original/Cancelled Storylines topic in S&T, someone said about how after 07, instead of Matoro sacrificing himself with the Ignika, the Inika were originally intended to do the whole Karda Nui battle arc thingy in order to save Mata Nui's life, and what I'm asking is, would you have preferred 08 to have the Inika again in different forms, or are you happy with the what we actually got? Here's the link to the aforementioned topic: http://www.bzpower.com/board/topic/13109-originalcancelled-storylines/
  22. I was thinking to myself "What would Titan Takanuva look like if his armor was back to gold again?" So following Vaal's Forge and Foundry http://www.odysseyhouseonline.com/VMFF_Main_Gate.html (albeit, not as well as he would do it) and I got this (btw, all the photos resolutions are too large, so everything is going to be linked, sorry): Before (sorry for the lighting): http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w156/minitahu/IMAG0043_zpsc72de47d.jpg and after: http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w156/minitahu/IMAG0052_zpsf40ff560.jpg And the pieces that I recolored: http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w156/minitahu/IMAG0046_zpsa4becffd.jpg Not impressive but I think that is more how Takanuva's armor is supposed to look like after he gets hit by the Klakk. (Sorry for the lack of dark gold like the older version.) I then thought to myelf, "Why not redo some of the armor on my character Tahrann?" So that's what I did (I know, he is pretty much just Tahu Nuva with a few different pieces): http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w156/minitahu/IMAG0056_zps37dbfe5f.jpg But at looking at him, I said "Meh, Nuva forms are so late 90's." So I bought a few pieces from Bricklink and recolored those (yes this is pretty much a recolor of Lhikan): http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w156/minitahu/IMAG0060_zpsc76f0b85.jpg And the armor, sorry for the resolution: http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w156/minitahu/IMAG0059_zps07bbbf69.jpg Gotta admit, gold and red layering worked better than expected, though i thought a gold mask with a splash of red around the mouth would look a bit too... "intense". So nothing too exciting, but if yall ever wondered what a bit of spraypaint could do for you, then you could take something old and make it awesome. Edit: Tahrann 2.1: http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w156/minitahu/IMAG0061_zpsf2517e81.jpg That's right, a Toa Nuva chest piece on Toa Metru body (thanks to this: http://www.mocpages.com/moc.php/229415) http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w156/minitahu/IMAG0062_zps8723815f.jpg The chest piece actually came out more red than intended. Mostly because after I had it perfect, my dad accidentally knocked it off of the work bench and took off a layer of the spraypaint, so... it's red.... But he looks every bit of the hero I intended him to be. A good question though, should I keep or do away with the sportscup codpiece? P.S. Buy Rustoleum, much better than Krylon. P.S.S. If yall are interested into a somewhat lore friendly backstory to my character, I'll type one out, but otherwise I'm too lazy.
  23. Since I already have something I want to show my animation project.For now I have a teaser trailerhere: Site with forums removed. -B6This animation is an adaptation of a Bionicle moment in storyline when powerless part of Toa Nuva's team led by Kopaka fought against powerful Bohrok-Kal.All the shooting and special effects are done. It only needs to be properly cut with scenes and sound.Hope you like it and share this information with other Bionicle fans.
  24. Bionicle lovers, Sale season is in the air and summer has arrived again. Summer Sales! I’m serious when I say everything has to go. I’m moving and need to get rid of everything. I'm looking to either sell the whole collection together or individual. Collection together would be about $250 $150 $100! to include for shipping, otherwise, I'll make individual prices down below.Few things though, you must live in the United States of America. And with living or shipping in America, this is all in USD for currency. Blue mean pending sales. (Plus three dollars for shipping to everything).Here's the complete collection: § Toa Nuva: Gali Nuva, Kopaka Nuva, Pohatu Nuva. ($8 $7 $6 each. New sale price!) § Bohrok: Tahnok, Gaholok, Nuhvok, Kohrak. ($5 $4 $3 each, New sale price!, as I ripped off some of the container plastic that wasn't supposed to. You know how one side was peel-able off and the other was supposed to stay on?) § Bohrok-Kal: Tahnok-Kal, Gaholok-Kal, Pahrak-Kal (missing one silver connecting piece), Lehvak-Kal, Kohrak-Kal. ($7 $6 $5 each. New sale price!) § Rahkshi: Guurahk, Kurahk, Lerahk, Panrahk, Turahk, Vorahk. ($7 $6 $5 each, New sale price!) § Vahki: Bordakh ($7 $5 each, New sale price!) All of these have their containers as well the booklets with them. I have a bunch of spare parts/masks here and there which based on shape of the mask will go accordingly for free with the different Bionicles. If you have any questions at all, don't hesitate to contact me. Thank you!SirFrancisBacon2nd Collection: Krana:
  25. Hello everyone. This is a story I have been working on for some time. I started it several years back, so forgive me when the story starts out as pretty bad. I promise you, if you keep reading, it will improve, especially if you give me your feedback. This story revolves around the 6-month period Teridax was in control of the Mata Nui robot. I hope you enjoy what you read!Chapter 1: The Whisper(((Island half a kio from Artahka, Toa Nuva ETA 20 minutes from Metru Nui)))Twelve figures sat around a strange statue of a Kanohi Hau. It was strange in the fact that no matter where you looked, no matter what angle you saw it from, you always be staring it in the face. They had sensed the storm in Karda Nui and they knew what had happened. But a stirring was troubling them. One of the figures opened his eyes from his meditation and looked at his brothers.“Is that...?” he asked slowly.“Yes. It is. Teridax...” another said. “I knew he couldn’t stay away.”“So the Plan is... complete?” the first asked.“No. Not yet. But soon...”The first figure cursed softly under his breath. “Then perhaps it’s time for some reconnaissance.” A third figure opened his eyes from his meditation, a slight smirk spreading across his face. “Ooh, I agree,” he said.“I thought you would. But no, I think we need more... finesse... send the twins.”“Understood,” two quiet voices said at the same time.“Good,” the first figure said with a slow nod. “Teleport to Stelt. Commandeer a boat and head north to Metru Nui.”“On it,” the male voice whispered.“Consider it done,” the female voice added, and the two figures were gone. The first figure then turned to the second.“Prepare the weapon cache. It’s time.”(((South of Metru Nui, Toa Nuva ETA 8 minutes)))Lewa Nuva tapped a few controls on Axalara’s dash and leaned back nonchalantly. Pohatu did the same, the words AUTOPILOT ON flashing on his mask’s HUD. However, Kopaka kept his hands on the Jetrax’s controls, face as expressionless as ever.“Is it feeling a little cold up here, or is it just me?” Pohatu joked, smiling behind the face guard. But Kopaka did not laugh and Pohatu looked down in defeat. Gali sat on the edge of Jetrax’s wing, her legs swinging back and forth as she stared at Kopaka, who was pretending not to notice her. Tahu scoffed.“Jealous much?” Takanuva said with a slight chuckle, his size already having decreased almost to normal size.“Pfft. Me? Jealous?” Tahu laughed sarcastically. “As if...”“If you say so...” the Toa of Light said with a shrug.“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the grand city of-“ Pohata was cut off by the sight of huge fortress walls being erected around the continent. The Toa all stared in disbelief and Gali placed her hand over her heart light.“Mata Nui protect us...”But Tahu wasn’t going to wait around. He was a leader. And he had to take action.“Pohatu, go attack the remaining ships. The ones not on fire. Lewa, Kopaka, strafe the area with fire. Everyone else, get off the ships and try and figure out what the heck is going on!” he barked, flying off towards the island. He landed and the armor shifted on his body back to its dormant state. The other three did the same and they charged towards the doors.Pohatu had already veered off, the other two craft joining him as they flew in perfect unison, drawing contour lines all across the sky as they flew. Pohatu banked slightly to get a good look at the blue Toa on the ground and smiled, waving at Hahli. But she did not wave back. He guessed she hadn’t seen him and he hit the booster on his ship, flying towards the coast.The ships began turning their cannons on him, and Pohatu flew close, low and fast, peppering the ships with fire from his vehicle’s two wing-mounted Rockslide Cannons. The heavy weapons, which were made for dealing damage to whole mountains, easily tore through the Makuta’s ships, each slowly beginning its descent to the bottom of the ocean. For the heavier ships, Pohatu smirked as he would fire his heavier blaster, the cannons setting fire to the Destroyers as they, too, began to sink.Meanwhile, Kopaka had flown over, firing his three cannons at the Rahkshi, which were screeching and jumping, swinging their staffs at the sky, only to be destroyed by the balls of pure light. When things were too danger-close to the Matoran, both he and Lewa would fire their lasers, which tore through the Rahkshi armor just as well. Within only twenty minutes, all the enemies had been destroyed, and the three ships were able to land near the Coliseum.Pohatu was the first to jump off his airship, armor instantly shifting back to its dormant shape, and he grabbed a large bulky guard angrily.“What’s going on here, huh?” he snapped. “Why is Metru Nui a-“ Tahu pulled the Toa of Stone off the guard, who was looking a bit shocked at the sudden attack.“It’s the Order of Mata Nui,” the Fire Toa said, “and if it wasn’t for them, we wouldn’t have come back to a home.”Pohatu did not answer. He bowed his head in apology and turned back to the Rockoh.“So what happened?” a voice shouted. They turned and saw both Hewkii and Hahli sprinting towards them. “Did it work?” they both yelled in unison.“Calm down,” Gali smiled, waving her hand at the two younger Toa. “We did it.”“So he’s awake? For real?” Hewkii asked, shaking with excitement.“For real,” Tahu answered. “Mata Nui is finally awake.”Hewkii and Hahli bumped fists, trying to contain their excitement, although failing as they both jumped up and shouted with joy.“So it’s true...” Dume said, hobbling over to the nine Toa. “That’s what that earthquake was, wasn’t it?” the Turaga smiled happily and Tahu nodded. Vakama soon joined his fellow Turaga and bowed.“It is an honor to welcome you back here,” Vakama remarked, turning to Dume. “Shall we?” Dume nodded, and the two walked towards one of the several elevators placed on the side of the Coliseum. Dume pushed a button on a control panel and the elevator rose. A large screen projected up in front of them as they reached the top, and the two Turaga of Fires’ faces appeared on viewscreen all over Metru Nui. Matoran, who had been scooping away parts of broken Rahkshi or attempting to rebuild rubbled shacks all looked up at the screens.“Fellow Matoran,” Dume began. “I ask you to lend an ear to our message. Your Toa Nuva have returned. The Great Spirit has awoken!” No one had to strain to hear the cheers from all across the massive city. “Tomorrow, you are all invited to the Coliseum. There will be a celebration, the likes of which has never been seen!”But Hahli did not feel like celebrating, even now. She could not help but remember Matoro, who had given his life that Mata Nui might live. And despite all the wounded and the dying among the defenders, she could not help but feel it had all been a little too ... easy. True, there had been some unexpected help: the airships, the Bohrok, the storm. But they had faced an army of Rahkshi. Something told her they should not have won, at least not with so much of the city still intact. She smiled. Turaga Nokama would have chided her for worrying so much. No matter how things seemed, the Great Spirit was awake for the first time in over one thousand years. Light had triumphed over darkness, hadn't it? The Toa had achieved their destiny and saved the universe, hadn't they? And that meant all was well again; nothing very bad could happen now, could it?Hahli turned to head toward Ga-Metru, humming a song Nokama had once taught her. One written long ago that spoke of hope for tomorrow. Perhaps, if not for the music, she might have heard the sound of dark laughter on the wind.[Review]
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