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  1. Was hit with a wave of nostalgia, so here's two small scribbles, Nokama and Antroz. Looking back I see now that some set designs may or may not have influenced my art (and art style) more than I originally thought. What is interesting is that currently I seem to be leaning more towards a set-inspired style than back when I started out. Let's see if this sticks or is just a temporary trend.
  2. So let me present you guys another pre-evolution Makuta: And so, Krika is not alone anymore! For the time being. I’m pretty sure they like to drink together whatever swill they can find in the MU and talk slag about Teridax. As always comments, and CC are welcome and make me happy! =)
  3. So I have the Jetrax T6, one of my favorite Bionicle sets ever and actually still have it put together after all of these years (it is quite dusty). I have been curious about making it's alternate model, the first wheeled vehicle in MU history and built by Avak, the Destral Cycle (i bet it was previously called the Odina Cycle), and today/yesterday (it's about midnight here) I decided to sit down to try and build it. I have a bit of a problem though: I love this set, I think it is just too cool, and I wanted to know if the motor cycle of sound was worth tearing the aerial vehicle apart over. Anyone have some advice?
  4. http://imgur.com/a/drEJX I don't own this yet, but I know the guy that does and he's willing to sell it. Is anyone interested in these types of displays?
  5. What is your favorite Makuta? (had to type it, even though the title is pretty self explanatory, but whatever.) Why is he (or she) your favorite? In case your wondering, my favorite Makuta is Krika. Not only is he the only Makuta I can think of that disliked Teridax's plan, besides the ones that refused Teridax, but he looks cool. He tried to save the Universe in two ways (though one is somewhat involuntary)1. He imprisoned Miserix instead of killing him. It's partly because of Spiriah that Miserix is still alive.2. He tried to persuade Gali to leave Karda Nui so Teridax's reign could not begin. I also admire him for not killing a Toa for once. 3. He tried to infiltrate the Codrex, and risked his life in the process. Kudos to him, by the way.Okay, so that was three things. Whatever. I typed without thinking. So, in conclusion, post about your favorite Makuta and why he (or she) is your favorite. Note: this may seem a lot like the Villains of Bionicle topic, but this one is Makuta exclusive.
  6. The REAL first chapter. I decided to maybe return here for a little bit and try to fix the problems the forum upgrade created when it took every chapter of all the stuff I've written and turned it into unreadable blocks of text. I've slowly started fixing it. I honestly don't care if no one reads my stuff anymore, it bothers me that this happened. It bothers me more that it seems I'm the only one this happened to. So I'm going to go on ahead and fix it all by myself. In the mean time, here is the real first chapter for the Wimp Waker. I've honestly lost the will to make the Skyward Sword parody, not only because everyone on BZPower seems to hate it (I'm the only one posting in it and without feedback to go off, I don't know whether you all hate it or not), but I'm discouraged from writing it because I don't know if you all hate it or not. Plus, I didn't even WANT to start writing it. I wanted to start making the Wind Waker spoof because not only is it one of my most favorite games, but I already started writing it with a skeletal plot outline, which also got posted here as a "What-if" sort of script, but it also suffered the same fate and I don't really see a point in fixing that since it's not part of the main story. So I'm just going to post the first chapter. I will return to writing this when I feel like it. Until then, I'll be trying to fix the rest of the series so that it is actually readable again. Enjoy. Or don't enjoy. Seriously. I get the feeling no one likes my writing anymore. Either way, I love writing, so I don't care if no one likes my stuff or not. This is but one of the legends the Matoran talk about. Just one. Not two. Not three. Not seventy-eight. Just one… Long ago, there existed a kingdom where a golden power lay hidden… in the middle of the field for everyone to see. It was a prosperous land blessed with green forests, tall mountains, LOTSA Spaghetti, and peace. But mostly LOTSA Spaghetti. But one day a wicked burn victim of great evil found the golden power and took it for himself because he figured “Hey, why not?” and because it was just right there in front of him, ready and ripe for the taking. With its strength at his command, he spread darkness everywhere, all within the time span of exactly seven days. But then, when all hope died and the hour of doom seemed at hand… A young Toa of Air appeared as if out of nowhere… when in reality he was just locked up in a temple for seven days. He brought fire with him. Wielding the blade of evil’s bane, he sealed the dark one away with some annoying Southern Belle girl and brought back light to the land… because taking him down right then and there to end his evil forever was not an option. Just seal him away in some realm of light with some hillbilly girl. The Toa who traveled through time to save the land was then named the Hero of Time. You know, because it made sense at the time. His tale was passed through generation until it became legend. Because no one wrote anything down, so no one could really recall things exactly. But then… there came a day when a fell wind began to blow across the kingdom. The great evil that everyone thought was gone forever and sealed away by the hero wasn’t actually gone forever. He and his mismatched partner returned, and he was eager to resume his dark designs. Big surprise there. Faced by an onslaught, everyone could only appeal to the Great Spirit and his three subordinates… because no one likes Hylia apparently, but enough of her. In their last hour as doom drew nigh, they left their future in the hands of Fate. Unfortunately, Fate wasn’t in a good mood that day and she didn’t help them. What became of this kingdom? None remain who know… which brings up the question of how I’m able to relay this story to you all… Bionicle: Wimp Waker -- Abridged *Somewhere on Outset Island, there was going to be something big going down…* Macku: BIG BROOOOOOOOOOTHEEEEEEEEER!!! *The young and vibrant Macku ran down the ramp of the home she lived in, calling out for her big brother. As she ran, she got her favorite telescope handy.* Macku: BIG BROOOOOOOOOOTHEEEEEEEEER!!! *Macku used her telescope to look, and she then looked over at the lone watch post at the other end of their peaceful home island of Outset. Putting her telescope down, she scurried over to the watch post.* *Meanwhile, Macku's brother was seemingly trapped in a recurring nightmare. It's raining. There's a storm going on. He's standing in front of a draw bridge, which slowly lets itself down. He has never seen this building before in his life, but historical texts (if there were any left) would call it the Coliseum of Metru Nui* Lewa: Whoa, creepy doors… *Then all of a sudden, two beings atop a mount pass right by him, one being a young Toa of water. Lewa moved away before being trampled, staring back at her...* Lewa: What was that thing? Nokama: A horse, you moron! *The two rode away and the dream continued. Lewa, stunned, got to his feet again. He turned back to face the Coliseum, only to meet face-to-face with a dark being with a unsettling vibe.* Antroz: You know... I actually succeed in an alternate universe. I call it the Antruniverse. Lewa: NOOOOOOOOO!!!! *Lewa, now back in his own body and time, awoke from the dream. He thought he heard Macku calling him. He turned around, but she wasn't there. He faced forward again, and sure enough, there she was.* Macku: Wake up, big brother! Lewa: BWAAHHH!!! Macku: Are you awake now? Lewa: Please exit my life and never return. Macku: I just drank 28 gallons of soda. Lewa: That’s really deep-interesting. Not. Macku: I knew you'd be here. This is my favorite spot to look out and gaze at the seagulls. I call it "Macku's Lookout." Lewa: Cute. Why are you here? Macku: Grandma said she’s got your birthday present. Lewa: You mean nothing? Like every year before? Macku: Yeah. And when I asked her, she kicked me out of the house. Lewa: Then annoy-bug the neighbors. Macku: I don’t think they like me. Lewa: You’re weird. Macku: Aren't you glad to have such an adorable little sister like me here to wake up you and check on you all the time? Lewa: Nope. Macku: Well... why don't you go see Grandma anyway? Lewa, sighs: I'll do it, but it'll be a huge waste of mine time and everyone else's. *Lewa leaves the watch post and climbs down the ladder slowly. Afterwards, he makes his way on the dock and makes it home.* Lewa: You know... Grandma always says she never has enough money to get us anything. I wonder if it's true... *With that, Lewa gets a wonderful awful idea and crawls underneath the steps of the house. From there, he finds a very small crawl space and as he follows it, he manages to find a secret room with a secret treasure chest. Curious, he opens it, and sure enough, he gets 100 rupees right off the bat.* Lewa: HA! I knew Grandma was lying to us the whole time! Well, I just snuck-swiped her life savings! *After doing a very bad deed that would most likely make anyone deem him a thief, Lewa makes it back up and goes in to greet his grandmother.* Grandma: Why, hello there, Lewa. Today is a very special day for you. Lewa: Is it the day you put Macku up for adoption? Grandma: No, but that's a very great idea. Today you are the same age as the age of the Hero of Time. Lewa: The Who? Grandma: No, not The Who, although I do like their music. The Hero of Time. The one who stopped the Dork Lord from taking over that ancient kingdom before the Dork Lord returned and made everything go bad. Lewa: He sounds more like the Loser of Time if you ask me. Grandma: Yes, he was a loser. But we still worship him never the less. So to honor this occasion, I have bought you... um... I bought you... some Emperor's New Clothes! Lewa: Why do you always do this every single time? Grandma: Come now, Lewa, try them on. I'm sure they'll look nice. *Lewa mocking tries on the "invisible" clothes over his already existent green armor.* Grandma: Oh, Lewa, you look so nice in your new clothes. Lewa: These are the clothes I wear all the time. Grandma: If it'll make you shut up, I'll go get you some candy later. Lewa: Sweet! Grandma: You remind me so much of your Grandpa Lesovikk from when we were growing up. Oh, those were such happy memories. Lewa: Do I have to hear this? Grandma: He'd always tell me, "Nikala, quit trying to cheap out on everybody, or else you're going to make people angry." You grandpa was so silly. I never made anyone mad at me. Lewa: Grandpa sure had some good common sense. How'd he end up marrying you anyway? Grandma: I forced him to accept my love. Lewa: O_O Okay... I'm... gonna go... step outside. *Lewa then runs out of there like a mad cow, opening and then slamming the door shut on his way out.* Lewa: Well, that takes care of that. I guess nothing left but to go back to my "adorable" sister that I love so much. *Later on after a convenient time skip...* Macku: Nothing again, huh? Lewa: Nope. She did promise me candy, though. Macku: Now for my birthday present. I'm going to let you have it for one day. Lewa: At least it's one more present than what Grandma gives me. Macku: Happy Birthday! It's my favorite telescope! Lewa: Nice. Macku: It's my most favorite possession in the world, and I want to share it with you, but you can only have it for one day. Lewa: I’m going to look at things while you ramble on. *As Macku rambles on with her semi-non-coherent rambling, Lewa looks around the island.* Lewa: Oh, hey look, it's the postman. *Indeed it was. The Rito postman was delivering some mail. But all of a sudden, he starts flapping his winds furiously.* Lewa: What's he freaking out at? *That's when he sees a giant mutant Nivawk with something in its claws, as well as a pirate ship shooting at it.* Lewa: It's the Black Pearl! Macku: That's not the Black Pearl. Why doesn't it have the all-black sails? *What REALLY caught Lewa’s attention was a Toa of water in the talons of the bird. As the bird was hit by the cannons of the ship, the girl was released and she fell to her doom.* Lewa: Well, that’s not something you see every day. Look at the fat bird. Quick, hide the children! Macku: You should go over there and help the girl. Lewa: You’re still here? Well, you might be right. And she does look cute. Macku: Cuter than me? Lewa: Yes. It’s not that difficult, you know. Even that “Toa Tuyet” I read about is cuter than you. Macku: But look where she fell. You're gonna need something to cut your way through. Why not talk to that crazy old guy Grandma tells us not to talk to? Lewa: You're right! I could totally swipe-steal something from him! Macku: >_> Lewa: I mean, learn the ways of the sword. *Another time skip later...* *Lewa walks in and there is an aging Toa of Fire throwing himself against the wall.* Lewa: Uh... Toa Norik? Norik: Huh? Oh. Why if it isn't young Lewa. Lewa: Why are you doing that? Is it part of some special ancient training? Norik: No. I just have this really bad cramp in my left shoulder. It hurts! Lewa: Wow... You really do sound like Kagome's Grandpa. Norik: What do you need, young one? Lewa: I need to go rescue some cute girl who fell into the woods. *Those words were enough to make Norik drop his spear.* Lewa: Are you going to help me or not? Norik: As an advocate of love, I shall. I'm glad you didn't turn out anything like my brother upstairs. He's all about books and knowledge and PPPPBBBBTTT!!! *For the heck of it, Norik rams into the wall once last time, not only popping his shoulder back in place, but (from the sound of it) making a bunch of pots from upstairs fall and break.* Iruini's voice: You blasted hooligan! Can't you see that I, the hard-reading Iruini, am trying my best to study?! Norik: You keep doing that, you page-turning old loon! Now, then, let us begin, Lewa. Take this sword. I don't use it for much of anything. Lewa: Who's was this? Norik: I don't remember. All I remember was that I took it from him while he was screaming "I hate you" because of the pain inflicted upon him. Lewa: O_O *They both bow and then slowly but surely, Norik teaches him how to do some of the proper techniques, as laid down by the Hero of Time. After another convenient time skip, Lewa begins his trek up towards the woods.* Lewa: Stupid sign. *Lewa chops down the "DANGER!!!" sign that blocked his path.* Lewa: Screw the rules, I have a sword. *Lewa went up the boring path up the mountain and over a bridge and in between the red an green apple trees. At the top of the mountain where he met this newcomer who didn’t actually fall to her doom. She just fell a very long ways. And got caught on a tree branch.* Lewa: And there she is. Wait... what's that up there. *Overhead, there were some birds that looked like that big ugly one from earlier except smaller carrying some equally ugly creatures in their talons. The birds dropped said creatures.* Lewa: Oh, no, a bunch of goblins with high-pitched squealy voices! *Lewa takes out the sword given to him by Norik and proceeds to fight them and kill them. I get bored writing fight sequences with field enemies, okay? Anyway, after they were all done with, Lewa turned his attention back over to the mysterious girl... who proceeded to wake up.* Nera: Huh...? BWAAAHH!!! *Startled by the fact she was suspended in mid-air by a tree branch, she begins struggling and squirming until the branch gives way and she falls on her rear.* Lewa: Oh, right. I should have caught her. Nera: Ugh... Stupid tree. You just made the list. *She takes out a small notebook with the words "Revenge List" etched on the front cover from her satchel and flips it over to a specific page and scribbles down "Stupid island tree." Right beneath the names "Santa Claus," "Count Drewku," and "Dr. Colossol."* Nera: Stupid island tree, you've made a new enemy today. Lewa: Who are you? Nera: I could ask you the same thing. Lewa: Common island dweller. Nera: Okay. So where am I? Lewa: Outset Island. And hey, I’m asking the questions here! Brutaka: Miss Nera, I finally found you. Nera: D’oh, Brutaka, I thought I told you to never go blurting out stuff. Brutaka: I’m sorry, Miss Nera, but you know how I get when I’m hungry. Nera: I’ll let you off. *Another boring walk later.* Lewa: So who are you? Brutaka: I’m a pirate. Nera: Brutaka! Lewa: He’s a pirate? Brutaka: I’m a pirate. Nera: Stop talking! Both of you! Brutaka: We’re all pirates. Nera: Oh, Brutaka, you’re so slow in the head. Macku, from afar: Big brother! Lewa: Oh, it’s you. Hey, I found some pirates. Nera: No, I’m not. Brutaka: Yes, you are. *Nera smacks Brutaka on the head and Brutaka cries out.* Brutaka: Is there anyone out there as unlucky as me? *In the irony of his words, the giant bird swoops in and takes Macku.* Macku: Bye, big brother! Lewa: Oh, no, you don’t, you stupid bird! You’re not going to force me on some epic trek-quest! *Lewa runs off the edge of a cliff (SUICIDE IS NOT THE ANSWER!!), but Nera grabs him before he falls.* Nera: By the goddesses, you’re a moron… *Somewhere in the heavens…* Nayru: Think we should have chosen someone else to be our hero? Din: Maybe we should stop choosing them like this. Farore: Puppies make me smile! Nayru and Din: Shut up, Farore!
  7. I'm going to try and revive this topic to the best of my ability. With that said... I'm most likely going to edit out the cross-over episodes with TSO's Ridiculous Mission. Sadly, I won't be able to bring that back, since the second part of the trilogy was deleted, thus making a hole in the series. So, here is the first episode unedited and left as it was since the day I first wrote it. Now then, I'm going to keep all the first GS and PGS characters, but due to the harassment I got back in the day I won't be accepting new ones, so don't ask me. Now onto the comedy.Well ,here it is. I've always been wanting to feature Makuta Teridax in his own show instead of having him as a guest character on Ask Roodaka and Vezon Tv. First, some short descriptions of the characters.Teridax: Bold, arrogant, lazy leader of the Brotherhood of MakutaIcarax: A smash-a-holic, a lover of torture, and secret Cascada addict.Mutran: The world's dumbest smart guy.Gorast: An angry Makuta with a crush on Teridax and pure hatred of Mutran and almost everything else.Krika: A Makuta who's always got something wrong with him.Bitil: A depressed Makuta who doesn't do too much of anything.Antroz: Bossy and selfish creep.Chirox: Bumbling scientist.Atheron: Intelligent and cautious.Norenka: Dim and not all that careful.Vamprah: The never-speaking Makuta that speaks only through emoticons.Episode 1: Bionicle All-Stars Melee*somewhere on the island of Destral…*Teridax: Okay, so I’m going to take role now to make sure everyone is here. Antroz?Antroz: Yeah.Teridax: Chirox?Chirox: I’m here.Teridax: Bitil?Bitil: I’m bored.Teridax: Gorast.Gorast: I hate all of you… but not you, my lord… Teridax: Yeah, whatever. Mutran?Mutran: Right here.Teridax: Of course you are… (to himself) you psychotic nutcase. (aloud) Krika?Krika, flying around: I’m a fairy princess!!!Teridax: Let me guess, he got some of that virus on him again?Antroz: Yup, and he thinks he’s some fairy.Chirox: I just wish he’d keep quiet. Hey, tinkerbell! Let’s chit-chat!Krika: I’m a pretty girl!!Teridax: If play time is over, let me continue!! Atheron, Norenka, Icarax?Norenka: Here.Atheron: Same here.Icarax: I’m here, boss.Teridax: Vamprah?Vamprah: Teridax: Okay, we’re all here. Now let us get to business. Any old business?Mutran: I still can’t find the remote! No one’s helping me look!Gorast: Be quiet, you Chirox rip-off! Mutran: Don’t insult me! I’m not the one that looks like a Visorak on steroids! *Gorast starts attacking him.*Gorast: Say that one more time! Just say that again. I love comments on by beauty!Mutran: You’re a supped-up Visorak… *Gorast knocks him out cold.* Gorast: That’ll teach you, you green and black head ache.Teridax: Thank you for that, Gorast. He was getting on my nerves. Can we continue?Bitil: Krika’s getting on my last nerve. We need to do something about him.Chirox: Food for my Rahi. Just feed him to my Rahi.Teridax: No, we can’t do that. That’ll make one less Makuta on the Brotherhood. There’s only 11 of us here. There’ll be less if we get rid of him.Icarax: How about we torture him?!Teridax: Good idea! But how do we do that?Icarax: I dunno. I can beat him up! Or… I can lock him up and then beat him up! No, wait! Dress him like a little girl, then I lock him up, and then I beat him up! Or better yet, I’ll dress him up like a little girl, then I lock him up, and then I beat him up at a Cascada concert and hope no one calls the cops!Chirox: I like the last one.Vamprah: Norenka: So do I. Go do that one, Icarax!Gorast: I’m also for it. (thinking) Oh, why can’t Icarax take me with him?!Atheron: By why one of her concerts?Icarax: Because.Teridax: Okay, fine, Icarax, go do your thing. Icarax: Yay! I get to see Natalie perform live! Um, I mean, I get to beat something up! Gorast, come with me. Um… I might need some help beating the Antidermis out of this weirdo! *he grabs Krika and run out the door.*Gorast: *she gleefully runs out the door to join him.*Vamprah: Teridax: Okay, that was weird. Anything else?Bitil: Should we worry about those Toa Nuva guys and that Takanuva creep?Teridax: Nah, I don’t think so. People stopped caring about them years ago.Norenka: But… no, they haven’t.Teridax: Silence! Atheron: Stop yelling at her!Teridax: Stop yelling at me!Norenka + Atheron: Stop yelling at us!Teridax: I said silence!Chirox: Yeah, but seriously, those guys are annoying. We should do something about them. Teridax: Yeah, we could do something about them, but I’m just too lazy to. Just have Icarax do something about them. I can just have him beat them up while letting him listen to Cascada. That’ll keep him busy for hours. It’ll also keep him from prank calling me 30 times a day. *Umbrella ringtone.*Atheron: Your phone’s ringing.Teridax: Yes, I know, but it might be Icarax.Norenka: What if it isn’t? It could be Roodaka…Teridax: I’m answering the phone! *answers phone.* Hello? What do you mean I look like a rusted piece of scrap metal? No, I don’t want a happy meal! Icarax, get off the phone!Icarax, on phone: How do you know it’s me?Teridax: I can recognize your voice, Gorast is cheering in the back ground, and I can recognize Natalie Horler’s voice anywhere. Icarax: Um… oh, no! *smashes his phone.*Teridax: *sighs.* Why do I have to work with so many moronic Makuta. Why, Mata Nui?Mata Nui’s voice: Because I don’t like you.Teridax: Hey, you’re supposed to be asleep! *loud snoring.* That’s better.
  8. All right, since there's split opinions on people who wanted either a Skyward Sword spoof or Wind Waker spoof, here's what I'm going to do. This is the skeletal script for the Wind Waker parody originally planned to be next. I call it this because for the most part, this is how I figure out what the story is going to be like. I just write down ideas on a word document in chronological order to serve as my basis. As I go along writing, I can eventually connect the dots between sequences to fill in gaps, thus making a full-fledged chapter. Since people want to see Wind Waker so badly, here is a one-shot chapter of it, even shorter than a Skyward Stooge chapter. I will eventually make a full version, but so people will stop bothering me about it and telling me bad things, here's this to hold you all over, so you can get an idea of what it could have been like had SS not been the next one I chose to make. EDIT: Okay, because I'm a really stupid moron who didn't check the topic name, this topic will now be where I post the future Wind Waker Spoof. So I guess come back here after Skyward Stooge is done and be ready for a new adventure. So consider this post Chapter 0. So those who mist feel lost, this takes place after the Dimwit of Time, when Lewa (DOT) leaves back to his own timeline, thus creating a whole new timeline alongside the one he left behind. He momentarily existed in both of them, but then crossed over with Navi, becoming separated from the elements that made him a hero, defeating Antroz and having the Triforce of Courage. Although when he returns home, the Triforce senses his presence, thus it breaks apart, giving Lewa back the Triforce of Courage and unknowingly giving Nokama and Antroz their respective Triforce pieces. Lewa stops Antroz from going through with his plans, all is well (until Twilight Delinquent when everyone finds out Antroz has the Triforce of Power). Meanwhile, in the other timeline, Antroz was imprisoned in the Sacred Realm (along with Toa Tuyet for whatever reason), and everything is just pinky fluffy unicorns dancing on rainbows until Antroz breaks out and causes chaos. Since Dume is too old and senile, Nokama's uncle ends up taking his place as king for the time being after she asks for him personally. The newly anointed King Lhikan has trouble trying to figure out what to do, so he and everyone else tries to appeal to the goddesses and the Triforce, hoping for some solution when they realize there is no hero to come and save them. Ultimately, the kingdom is drowned and everyone's lives sacrificed. That is, save for Antroz and King Lhikan... This is but one of the legends the Matoran talk about. Just one. Not two. Not three. Not seventy-eight. Just one… Long ago, there existed a kingdom where a golden power lay hidden… in the middle of the field for everyone to see. It was a prosperous land blessed with green forests, tall mountains, LOTSA Spaghetti, and peace. But mostly LOTSA Spaghetti. But one day a wicked burn victim of great evil found the golden power and took it for himself because he figured “Hey, why not?” and because it was just right there in front of him, ready and ripe for the taking. With its strength at his command, he spread darkness everywhere, all within the time span of exactly seven days. But then, when all hope died and the hour of doom seemed at hand… A young Toa of Air appeared as if out of nowhere… when in reality he was just locked up in a temple for seven days. He brought fire with him. Wielding the blade of evil’s bane, he sealed the dark one away with some annoying Southern Belle girl and brought back light to the land… because taking him down right then and there to end his evil forever was not an option. Just seal him away in some realm of light with some hillbilly girl. The Toa who traveled through time to save the land was then named the Hero of Time. You know, because it made sense at the time. His tale was passed through generation until it became legend. Because no one wrote anything down, so no one could really recall things exactly. But then… there came a day when a fell wind began to blow across the kingdom. The great evil that everyone thought was gone forever and sealed away by the hero wasn’t actually gone forever. He and his mismatched partner returned, and he was eager to resume his dark designs. Big surprise there. Faced by an onslaught, everyone could only appeal to the Great Spirit and his three subordinates… because no one likes Hylia apparently, but enough of her. In their last hour as doom drew nigh, they left their future in the hands of Fate. Unfortunately, Fate wasn’t in a good mood that day and she didn’t help them. What became of this kingdom? None remain who know… which brings up the question of how I’m able to relay this story to you all… Bionicle: Wimp Waker -- Condensed *Somewhere on Outset Island, there was going to be something big going down…* Idris: Wake up, big brother! Lewa, getting up: Please exit my life and never return. Idris: I just drank 28 gallons of soda. Lewa: That’s really deep-interesting. Not. Why are you here? Idris: Grandma said she’s got your birthday present. Lewa: You mean nothing? Like every year before? Idris: Yeah. And when I asked her, she kicked me out of the house. Lewa: Then annoy-bug the neighbors. Idris: I don’t think they like me. Lewa: You’re weird. Give me the telescope. I’m going to look at things while you ramble on. *As Idris rambles on with her semi-non-coherent rambling, Lewa sees a giant mutant Nivawk with something in its claws, as well as a pirate ship shooting at it. What caught Lewa’s attention was a Toa of water in the talons of the bird. As the bird was hit by the cannons of the ship, the girl was released and she fell to her doom.* Lewa: Well, that’s not something you see every day. Look at the fat bird. Idris: You should go over there and help the girl. Lewa: You’re still here? Well, you might be right. And she does look cute. Idris: Cuter than me? Lewa: Yes. It’s not that difficult, you know. Even that “Toa Tuyet” I read about is cuter than you. *Lewa went up the boring path to the top of the mountain where he met this newcomer who didn’t actually fall to her doom. She just fell a very long ways.* Lewa: Who are you? Nera: I could ask you the same thing. Lewa: Common island dweller. Nera: Okay. So where am I? Lewa: Outset Island. And hey, I’m asking the questions here! Brutaka: Miss Nera, I finally found you. Nera: D’oh, Brutaka, I thought I told you to never go blurting out stuff. Brutaka: I’m sorry, Miss Nera, but you know how I get when I’m hungry. Nera: I’ll let you off. *Another boring walk later.* Lewa: So who are you? Brutaka: I’m a pirate. Nera: Brutaka! Lewa: He’s a pirate? Brutaka: I’m a pirate. Nera: Stop talking! Both of you! Brutaka: We’re all pirates. Nera: Oh, Brutaka, you’re so slow in the head. Idris, from afar: Big brother! Lewa: Oh, it’s you. Hey, I found some pirates. Nera: No, I’m not. Brutaka: Yes, you are. *Nera smacks Brutaka on the head and Brutaka cries out.* Brutaka: Is there anyone out there as unlucky as me? *In the irony of his words, the giant bird swoops in and takes Idris.* Idris: Bye, big brother! Lewa: Oh, no, you don’t, you stupid bird! You’re not going to force me on some epic trek-quest! *Lewa runs off the edge of a cliff (SUICIDE IS NOT THE ANSWER!!), but Nera grabs him before he falls.* Nera: By the goddesses, you’re a moron… *Somewhere in the heavens…* Nayru: Think we should have chosen someone else to be our hero? Din: Maybe we should stop choosing them like this. Farore: Puppies make me smile! Nayru and Din: Shut up, Farore! *Back on Outset…* Nera: Say what? Lewa: You heard me. I gotta get my sister before she does something dumb. Nera: Like jump off a cliff? Lewa: Exactly. Nera: Okay. It’ll give me a good excuse to use my new catapult. Lewa: What? Nera, sly: Yup. *She hits Lewa on the head and knocks him out* *Before he knew it (and he didn’t), Lewa was dumped onto a catapult and sent flying through the air, sailing through the sky for many days and nights until he smacks his face right into a walled fortress.* Lewa: Well, good thing I’m an adorable cartoon character. Or else I could have died. Nera/ Pirates’ charm: Lewa, can you hear me? Lewa: Stop the voices in my head! Nera: No, check your pocket. *Lewa does so and sees the charm.* Lewa: Nera? What is this glowing-charm? Nera: It lets me talk to you. I put it in your pocket while you were out cold. Lewa: Oh… okay. You didn’t take funny picture of me as well, did you? Nera, nervous: Uh, no? Nera, thinking: Don’t say anything, Nera. He could be on to you and your secret crush on him… Lewa: Oh, that’s good. Where’s my sword? Nera: At the top of the fortress. Lewa: D’oh, kraata slime. *Later at the top of the fortress.* Lewa: I found you! Now to see who is behind this! *Lewa opens the door.* Lewa: I knew you were behind this! *Lewa points over at the cage with the other various young Matoran girls.* Lewa, calmly: Because who else would be behind a dungeon door? Idris: Big brother! *Just then, the Nivawk King swoops in, plucks Lewa, and delivers him to his master.* Master: Drop him. Tuyet, southern accent: Hi, there, cutie pie! *The Nivawk King drops/flings him away like nothing. And after miraculously surviving, Lewa wakes up and meets a frightening new face.* King of Red Lions: Hey, how’s it going? Lewa: Talking boat! How?! KORL: Magic. Lewa: Oh. KORL: To save your sister, you must defeat the evil dark master. Lewa: What’s his name? KORL: Antroz. Lewa: What’s he like? KORL: Well, you see, Antroz was a naughty boy who tried to take over the world until he got defeated and imprisoned with a friend of mine-- I mean… some insane lady. Lewa: Okay. KORL: Adventure! Lewa: Hey, look… *Lewa stands up, pulls out a white mask with a red disk from out of nowhere, and puts it on.* Lewa: Amon a boat. KORL: … Let’s go. *2 Temples later…* Lewa: Can we get to Antroz now? KORL: No. *1 mismatched sidequest later…* Lewa: Can we go get Antroz now? KORL: NO. *1 stupid tower later…* Lewa: Can we go get Antroz now? KORL: Not until you get the Master Sword? Lewa: Where? KORL: In Metru Nui! *1 deep-sea diving trip later…* Lewa: I found it! KORL: Good! Now we can go! To the Forsaken Fortress! *Back at the Forsaken Fortress…* Idris: Big brother! Lewa: Can you be less loud? Nera: I’ll take it from here! Lewa: Why are you here? Nera: To take these girls back to their fathers and get rich, that’s why. Lewa: Uh… Okay. What about my sister? Nera: We’ll just keep her onboard until you’re done here. Nera, thinking: That clueless look in his eyes is so… Lewa: Okay. *One silly boss fight later.* Lewa: Okay, Antroz, I killed your angry chicken! Antroz: Surprise backhand! *Antroz backhands Lewa.* Tuyet: Hey, y’all, Tuyet here. Antroz: I don’t like you! Nera: Don’t worry, my love, I will save you! Antroz: Get away from me! *As Antroz gets ahold of her wrist, his Triforce of Power starts to glow.* Antroz: My Triforce is resonating. I have you now, Princess Nokama! Nera: But… I’m not Nokama. Antroz: Don’t lie to me, Nokama. You’ve pulled this trick before with that whole “Nessk” disguise. Well, it won’t work now! *Just then, Lewa and Nera are randomly rescued by some filler characters I did not portray in this whatsoever. And then Valoo shows up and torches Antroz’s quarters.* Antroz: I’m on fire! Again! Why does this keep happening to me?! Tuyet: Is it hot in here, or is it just me? Nope, it’s just me. *giggles* Antroz: You daft twit! Are you that oblivious? We’re going to die here and all you can do is talk about how attractive you are! I’d rather go… marry… Elitha than continue being here with you! Tuyet: You admit you find me attractive! Antroz: I said no such thing! Tuyet: Admit it, sugar, you like me. Antroz: Can’t you see the fire?! Tuyet: Yup. It’s in your eyes, darlin’. Antroz: *sighs* Me mind on fire. Me soul on fire. Feeling hot hot hot. Party people, all around me feeling hot hot hot. *One travel back to the sunken city of Metru Nui later…* Lhikan: I’m the king of Metru Nui and the King of Red Lions! And you are really Princess Nokama! *Lhikan takes his part of the Triforce of Wisdom, takes Nera’s necklace, and it becomes the whole Triforce of Wisdom, which changes Nera to Nokama.* Nokama: I’m a princess! Lewa: I’m confused. Uli: I’m pregnant! Lewa: Who are you?! Lhikan: Now we must leave Nokama in this empty basement while we go save the world. Nokama: Will I be safe? Lhikan: … Yes. Nokama: I totally trust you! Lhikan: Now let us go, Lewa. Lewa: Whatever you say, Kingy. Nokama: Bye, my love! Lewa: What? Nokama: Bye… my… Lewa? Lewa: … Bye, my Nokama? Nokama, sighs happily: Take care. *Lhikan teleports back up as Lewa goes up the stairs.* Lewa: Why are you quick-warping? Lhikan: Because I’m rich! Walking is for poor people! Lewa: Okay. Bye again, Nokama. Nokama: Bye again, my love. *Back on the surface world* KORL: Now we have to go through two more temples to awaken the sages and restore power to the Master Sword. Lewa: How hard can that be? *2 temples and some random sidequests later…* Lewa: That was annoying! Now what?! KORL: We must go back to Metru Nui! Lewa: Good. KORL: But first we need the Triforce of Courage! Lewa: Okay, that’ll be easy! *a super long time later…* Lewa: Okay, I got these stupid Triforce charts. Can we find the Triforce of Courage now? KORL: No! Now we must get them deciphered! Lewa: By who? Tingle: Ti-iiiiiiiiinnnnnnngllllle!!! Lewa: Aw, darn it!! *one spent fortune later.* Lewa: Now what? KORL: Go find the pieces of the Triforce! Lewa: Wait, you mean this isn’t like some giant map? KORL: Nope. When the Hero of Time left, he broke the Triforce into eight convenient pieces. Lewa: I hate you, Hero of Time! I hope when you got back to your own time, that you broke the Triforce just by being there and made Antroz get the Triforce of Power as a divine prank! *one month later…* Lewa: I got it all! Now can we go!? KORL: Yes! Lewa: Finally! *Later still in Metru Nui…* Lhikan: Oh, no, Antroz broke in here and kidnapped Nokama after we left her here defenseless and alone in this easily accessible basement! Lewa: What are the odds of that?! *In Nokama’s room…* Antroz: It’s taking a long time for Lewa to get in here. While I’m waiting, how about I see what Nokama’s dreaming about? *Insert some random Toa Nokama X Toa Lewa pairing montage with some stupid romance song of your choosing.* Antroz: No! Take it away, take it away! My mind has been ruined forever! Tuyet: Aw, come on, sweetie pie, it couldn’t have been all that bad. Antroz: Then why don’t YOU take a look?! Lewa: Antroz!! Antroz: I’ve been waiting for you, Hero! You definitely are the Hero of Time reincarnated. I wouldn’t have expected less. Lewa: Enough talk, fight now! Antroz: Fine! *Antroz throws a cloak over himself, and then suddenly these long, sharp claws break forth, and soon there is a giant dragon puppet towering before him.* Puppet Antroz: I got me strings to make me move. Lewa, screams: A PUPPET!! *Lewa takes out his fire arrows and sets the thing on fire, causing it to die a terrible terrible death.* Antroz: You fool! You’ve ruined my dreams of opening a puppet theater when I retire! Well, if that’s how you’re going to play, fine! I’ll just take the obsessed girl with me! Tuyet: Wait for me, sugar! Lewa: You won’t sneak-pass by me that easily, puppet boy! *Later on top of the tower…* Antroz: My kind has been through a lot of pain and suffering over the years. Chancellor Teridax, Sorceror Mutran, so many more have met terrible fates at the hands of Toa! Now I am going to take back what is mine! Lewa: Huh? Antroz: Surprise backhand! *Antroz back-hands Lewa, knocking the sword out of his hand (which plunges into the ground about 2 inches away from the unconscious Nokama), knocking him unconscious, and allowing Antroz to grab his arm.* Antroz: O Powerful Triforce, come to me! *The crests on Antroz, Lewa, and Nokama’s hands glow, and the Triforce itself appears before Antroz.* Antroz: I want you to make me king! *Before Antroz can go touch it, Lhikan touches it first.* Lhikan: He who touches the Triforce gets his wish granted. That is what you said, is it not, Antroz? Tuyet, gasp: Then… that means… Antroz is no match for THE KING. Lhikan: I wish for hope and future for these young ones! And may you, me, and Tuyet drown with Metru Nui… Tuyet: Say what? *Antroz sounds like he’s crying at first, but turns out he’s laughing? Why? Probably because he lost his mind… or what was left of it. Around that time, Nokama and Lewa wake up.* Tuyet: Uh… I’m not the only one who heard that, right? Antroz: Fine! Be that way! Go ahead and waste your wish! I’ll show you what it’s worth! Lewa: Surprise Sword attack! Antroz: What?! *Lewa sneaks up on Antroz and… turns him into the new Pedestal of Time.* Antroz: Not… again… *Antroz falls to his knees, groaning in agony.* Antroz: The ambulance… it is coming… *At that moment, Antroz turns to stone with the sword still lodged in his head.* Tuyet: Now what will I do with my life without someone to adore me?! Lhikan: You have lost, Tuyet. Tuyet: NOOOOO!! Lhikan: I have been bound to this kingdom for centuries, much like Antroz… As my punishment for being a terrible ruler, I will now drown myself with my kingdom. Nokama: No! You can come with us! No one has to know about how terrible of a ruler you are! Lhikan: I must. *Before Lewa and Nokama could protest, they each become a bubble boy and bubble girl and float back up to the surface as the remnants of Metru Nui become flooded. Lewa reaches out to Lhikan, and Lhikan reaches out back, but Lewa is swept away and soon Lhikan and Tuyet fade away.* *Lewa and Nokama (who is Nera again??) awaken out at sea, to find Nera’s pirate crew and ship waiting for them.* Nera: Darn it! I was hoping we’d get marooned on a deserted island together! Lewa: The what? Nera: I mean… hooray, we’re saved. Lewa: Oh, yeah, we are. So what do we do after this? Nera: You could take me out. Lewa: What? Nera: Out… to sea… to find a new land. Lewa: Oh. That’s a good idea. He did say something about wanting us to be the future. Nera: Wherever we go, destiny will decide. Idris: Big Brother! Lewa: Shut up, Idris! No one likes you!
  9. The next chapter in the Dimwit of Time series, hope you enjoy this story as much as I do. *It had been a peaceful time in the land of Metru Nui. Antroz was seemingly defeated and everything was peaceful. There couldn’t be more peace. If there was more peace in this land, then everything would just be in an fiery deadly explosion of peace!* Lewa: GEE, it sure is BORING around HERE. *The king of this land was taking a drink at this moment, but then he stopped.* Lhikan: MY BOY, this is peace is what all true warriors STRIVE FOAR. Lewa: I just wonder what Antroz is up to! *This “interesting” conversation is interrupted when some guy with a funny hat comes in riding a magic carpet. And somewhere else, Krekka came back to life, grew to be a giant, and smashed a house made of candy and declared “Oh fe fi fo fum fi fo fum fi fi fum fum! Hiss my name!”* Vastus: Your Majesty, Antroz and his minions have seized the island of Koridai. Lhikan: Hm…. I wonder what’s for DINNER? Vastus: It is written only Lewa can defeat Antroz. Lewa: Great! I’ll grab my stuff! Vastus: There is no time. Your sword is enough. *As Vastus does the Thriller dance, Lewa grabs his sword and turns to face Princess Nokama.* Lewa: How about a kiss? For luck? Nokama: You’ve got to be kidding. Lewa: Well, excu-uuuuuuuse me, Princess. *Lewa gets on the genie’s magic carpet and they fly away. And no, there will be no singing of “A Whole New World” sadly.* Vastus: SQUADALAH! We’re off! *Flying overhead, Lewa takes notice of some of the strange mountain formations on the island.* Lewa: Wow! What are all those HEADS? Vastus: These are the Faces of Daftness. You must conquer each. Lewa: I guess I better get going. Vastus: Here is the map. Where do you wish to go? *After taking 3 hours to decide, Lewa goes to Crater Cove, where he finds a bunch of lizard guys, some freaky crab things, and a real working volcano. He then goes into the house of some random guy with one of those crab things.* Hafu: Yulp yulp, that’s a bigg’un! Yulp, that’s a bigg’un. Biggest crab I ever caught! Yulp yulp yulp! Lewa: That’s a Gohma! Hafu: Yulp yulp, that’s a bigg’un. Here, that this! *And so Lewa got the Power Sword, because it totally makes sense.* Lewa: Thanks! Hafu: Keep up the good work. After you defeat Antroz, we can go back to fishing! Yulp yulp. *Lewa leaves, totally oblivious, and heads over to the face of Goronu… which has a shop there. Lewa beats up some of the lizard guys, takes some of their money, and heads into the shop, where an interesting shopkeeper takes care of the place.* Strakk: Lamp oil. Rope. BOMBS. You want it? It’s yours, my friend, as long as you have enough rubies. Lewa: Yeah! *Lewa buys some stuff until he’s poor.* Strakk: Sorry, Lewa, I can’t give credit. Come back when you’re a little… Mmmmmm richer! *Lewa leaves to go to the face of Nortinka, which is full of ice, ice guys, and snow.* Lewa: Yay! Snowball fights! *Lewa gets rid of some enemies with the snowballs (dang, I didn’t know snowball fights could be so violent) and goes into a random igloo.* Varian: Help! Antroz froze the fountain! Now I’m stuck. Lewa: Sorry. I don’t like to talk anyone ice-frozen. *Lewa finds a SECRET PASSAGE after leaving the frozen Toa to find a big brain reading a book.* Lewa: Hey! Why are you alone, big brain? Nuju: I’ve been dedicating time to find out how to stop Antroz. I need the Book of Koridai. Lewa: Okay by me. Nuju: Find the Book of Koridai, and then I will be able to help you further. Lewa: Got it, weird-freak.
  10. Yeah, I know, this is very late. Well, sorry about that, but college beckons and I must answer. So this was actually a story in my "vault" that I wanted to post for Halloween. I am 2 days (3 days if it's past midnight) late since I couldn't get onto BZP in time. With that said, sorry if it seems dated and irrelevant. Hope that you'll enjoy it anyway. I was actually wanting to make a "sequel" to this story, but... well, you'll see when you get to the end.For those who followed my stuff since the old BZP, you might recognize this story. For those who haven't, this will be new to you. And before you ask, I unfortunately can't find the original topic anywhere. And since this is sort of part of the "Dimwit of Time" series, I figured it ought to be posted alongside the main stories since I'm giving them new life. DOT: Lewa's Halloween*It was a semi-normal day in the city of Metru Nui. Well, that's not even entirely accurate when you take into account the inhabitants of said island city. Perhaps we ought to go and visit another place for Halloween?*Lewa: Hello, everyone, I'm Toa Lewa, and this is Navi.Navi: Why aren't you wallowing in self-pity like you're supposed to be?Lewa: This is a spin-off, nothing has to make sense.Navi: Darn you, Lord of shadows.LOS: I can do whatever I want, so too bad for you!Navi: So what is it that we're supposed to be doing?Lewa: According to Shadows' notes, we have to go around and see what goes on during Halloween.LOS, takes notes: Who keeps going into my notes so I can wring their necks in a cheese grater?!Lewa: Let's ask this guy. Hey, what are you supposed to be?Happy Mask Salesman: I'm actually very proud of my costume this year… It's an authentic Toa Lewa costume.*But obviously the freak with the swollen back was dressed in purple, not green like the real Lewa was.*Lewa: What? What are you talking about, you don't look like me.Happy Mask Salesman: Hey… you're dressed up as Lewa, too.Lewa: What? No! This is how I actually dress-up. Besides, I'm the one-only Lewa! Besides, can't you wear one of your freak-masks?Happy Mask Salesman: Wear one of my masks…?*He grabs Lewa and begins to strangle him like a serial killer.*Happy Mask Salesman: I HATE MASKS!!!Lewa: AAAHHH! Get me out of here!Navi: No, I think I'll sit this one out.*So since this is a family-sort of story, I'm going to cut out the brutal details of what happened next and skip over to the next part, somewhere in the woods.*Lewa: "Happy Mask Salesman?" Crazy Mask Salesman is better-suiting.Navi: So are you going to give up and give it a break?Natalie, singing: Give me a break, I'm melting away. You're so dangerous…Lewa: No, I think I'll keep going. Besides, with the ever-hawt Natalie here, anything is possible.Natalie: I'm only supposed to make limited cameos in this one, so don't be too over-confident. *laughs.* See you around.Navi: Hey, there's a homeless guy.Lewa: Hey, homeless guy, what are you dressed as?Remote, wheezing: I've got on a Lewa costume, I'm really happy for it.Tael: I honestly don't know why you are, man.Lewa: You're stupid! You look nothing like me!Remote: I'm not supposed to be you, Lesovikk, I'm supposed to be Lewa.Lewa: Why do people keep saying I look like that guy? Well, your costume sucks, go get another one, you make me sick!Remote: But I don't have another one… except for this cursed mask… But it's supposed to be evil.Lewa: That's sure-fine for Halloween! Go get it.Remote: Well… okay… *So Remote reaches into a sack and pulls out Elitha's Mask and puts it on.*Lewa: How do you feel?Remote 2.0: Hail Karzahni!!Lewa: See, you're in the spirit already!Remote 2.0: Foolish mortals, now prepare to suffer my wrath!*Remote knocks Lewa off balance and takes off with Tatl and Tael.*Remote 2.0: All who oppose me shall perish.Navi: That was weird… and why does he have more than one fairy with him? Who does he think he is, you?Lewa: Well, he's definitely nothing like me, that's for sure.Navi: Okay, I think we should get out of here now.Lewa, mocking: Why, are you afraid you-know-who is going to get you?Navi: Who?Lewa: The guy whose name you can't say because if you do he comes and takes you away forever.Navi: What, like Candle Jack?Candle Jack: Hello…Lewa: Oh, you've done it now, Navi.Navi: Great…*So what's his name takes Navi and ties her up (which is amazing considering how small she is) and takes her away…*Lewa: Maybe that explains why she didn't come out in the sequel. Oh, well, I'll go to the coliseum and see what's going on there.*In the coliseum…*Vahki 2: Sir, it's Armageddon.Dume: I love that movie! Where's Bruce Willis?Vahki 3: No. People are getting kidnapped everywhere.Dume: Really, how come?Vahki 1: Because they say the word Candle Jack and then--Candle Jack: You rang?Vahki 1: Darn it.Dume: I didn't know it was Halloween already! I better go get my costume on and throw another party!Vahki 2: What about Candle Jack?Candle Jack: I'm going to need more rope.Navi: Don't push your luck, freak show.*Outside in the garden.*Lewa: Hey, Nokama.Nokama: Oh… it's you. What do you want now?Lewa: Please don't tell me that you're dressing as me for Halloween.Nokama: Of course not, only serial killers and demented mask salesmen would want to dress like you.Lewa: They're not the only ones. I like to dress as me, too.Nokama: Guards?Lewa: Wait, you didn't answer my question~Nokama: I don't need to.*Lewa gets thrown out of the coliseum and then the gates close on him so he can't get back in… unless he goes over them by flying, but let's not push it.*Lewa: Wow, she sure got meaner after I… *As he gets up, he meets with Antroz, face to face…* NOOOOO!!!Antroz: What are you screaming about?Lewa: Oh, I thought I was having my nightmare again. What are you dressing up as?Antroz: Well, you see, as a member of the Brotherhood of Makuta, I don't have to dress up since I can just shape-shift into whatever I want to. Plus, since I'm a Makuta, I can threaten people to give me all the candy I want and there's no one to stop me…Antroz's mom: Now, Annie, don't eat too much candy or you'll get a tummy ache.Antroz, flying away: You can't stop me, mom! I make my own destiny!Lewa: O_O That was weird… This sucks, I'm going home now.*Somewhere by Pon Pon Ranch…*Iruini: Oh, hello there.Remote 2.0: Silence mortal! Give me candy!Iruini: No, no, it's Trick or Treat.Remote 2.0: I think you underestimate me, you pathetic spoof of an Italian plumber… I am wearing the Mask of Elitha… I'm also dressed as Lewa and I have Navi the fairy with me!Tael: What? I'm not any Navi, you fool!Remote 2.0: Silence Navi!Iruini: Are you trying to tell me something?Tatl: We might as well just live in Lazytown for all I care, you people are freaks.Remote 2.0: Forget Lazytown! Everyone knows that it's Bear in the Big Blue House where it's at. If you won't give me candy, then allow me to introduce you to Luna…*Remote taps into the powers of Elitha, throws his head back, floats into the air, and emits a high-pitched scream. No sooner than when he does, the moon (which has a face on it now) starts to draw closer to the ranch.*Iruini, spazzing out: What in the world is going on here?!Tatl: Could be worse, you could've been kidnapped by Candle Jack.Candle Jack: It's rare that a woman calls my name, you know…Navi: Hey, what am I?Tatl: Oh, great…Tael: Dang it, woman, you know you're not supposed to say Candle Jack!Candle Jack: Pleased to meet you…Tael: Wait, I said Apple Jack, not Candle Jack! Darn it, I said it again!Candle Jack: Thanks for your honesty, now I'll be sure to tie you up double.Vahki 1: This reminds me of last Friday night at the Copa Gukko…Remote 2.0: Ready, Luna? Hey, this was very fun…Luna (The Moon): We hoped you liked it, too.Remote 2.0: Seems like we've just begun…Both: But suddenly we're through…Remote 2.0: Good bye, good bye, good friends, good bye…Both: Because now it's time to go…Remote 2.0: But hey, I say, well that's okay.The Moon: Cause we'll see you very soon, I know…*And then as the song continues, the moon collides with Metru Nui and everyone perishes to their doom. The end.*Lewa, passing by: Hey ,what's that in the dis-- *But it was too late as he was blown away by the massive explosion brought on by the collision of the moon. Did he die along with everyone else? Possibly. Time passed on and by the next day, Remote found himself in the ruins of Metru Nui, not aware of what went on the previous day...*Remote, groaning: Ugh.. what happened? What was I doing last night? *He removes Elitha's mask from his face and starts looking around.**That was sort of a mistake as the eyeholes of the mask glow red and the mask slowly rises into the air behind Remote.*Remote: Didn't there used to be some city here? I could have sworn there was around here, I know it.Elitha: Yes, my little puppet, you are correct... there was a town here, but now it is no more, courtesy of me! *cackles*Remote: What? Man, you're even more derranged than I am, and I kill people for a living.Elitha: Bah, your tactics are child's play compared to my superior plans! With that said... *She raises her scissor scythe and then zaps Remote into oblivion.*Candle Jack: Wow, you have style, I'll give you that.Elitha: Thank you. Now go, whatever your name is and do whatever with your... captives as you please.Von Nebula: Come here often?Elitha: Beat it, Von Nutcase. And Happy Halloween, everybody.Von Nebula: I'll get you, Stormer!!!Elitha: You annoy me. You're all prickly. And why are your legs on backwards?Von Nebula: Because I've got style.Elitha: No, you're just a freak with gaps in his armor.
  11. All right then, hey everyone, ShadowBionics here again with the next installment of the "Dimwit of Time" series, which follows as a direct sequel to "The Moron's Mask." This is going to be a spoof of Twilight Princess, and as you can guess I'm spoofing the "Link/Child" timeline of the Zelda timeline. As for the "Zelda/Adult" timeline, that will be for some other day in the future. Anyways, let's get on with the story.Like with TMM, this is all pre-written stuff. The first chapter was written in November of 2010, and I was actually going through a difficult time around that month. Hopefully it doesn't show. The story is still on-going, as I just finished chapter 25. The story itself won't go past 30 chapters, so no worries there. However, the chapters are definitely going to be lengthy, so there won't be any combing chapters this time around. And if there is, then it won't be as often. First chapter, right at you now.*Long ago in the land of Metru Nui… there lived a boy and his horse. They were the best of friends and they loved each other. They also had a friend named Mr. Wall of Fire. The boy's name was Antroz, but Antroz was a naughty boy who did evil things revolving around some princess girl and this crazy hero guy in green.**It was up to the sages to execute him, but they failed miserably. They took it upon themselves to banish him to a prison for the greatest of criminals, thus sending him down into the Zone Where Normal Things Don't Happen Very Often…**They believed it would solve all their problems when in fact they only made everything that much worse than before…*Bionicle: Twilight Delinquent*It was peaceful out in Metru Nui, it was so peaceful that it was boring.*Rusl: Hey, Lewa…Lewa: What is it, freak?Rusl: I have a name, you know.Lewa: Really? What is it?Rusl: You know… I've been so lost and confused in my life, I don't even know my true name.Lewa: Then you are a sad, strange-wagon. You have my pity.Rusl: I hope you don't feel weird...Lewa: Too late for that, weird-freak.Rusl: I just wanted to sit down by this waterfall.Lewa: They call it as spring, weird-freak.Rusl: I like looking at the spring… I could stare at it forever. Do you know what kind of water that is?Lewa: No… I don't take swim-dips in the water.Rusl: Look at how clear and crystal that water is. You know, they make Sprite with this water.Lewa: What, are you serious?Rusl: Yeah, this is where Sprite comes from. Just look at it. They take the water and put it into Sprite cans and bottles everywhere.Lewa: You are insane, you know that?Rusl: Maybe. I was going to tell you something important.Lewa: What?Rusl: You're adopted and no one ever loved you.Lewa: …Rusl: That's what I wanted to tell you.Lewa: I kinda figured that since I don't have parents. At least... not that I can fully remember, aside from my dad before he got dragged to the funny farm.Rusl: Okay, I'm joking. What I really wanted to tell you is there's this city of Metru Nui and we're just outside of it. Ever heard of it.Lewa: Somewhat.Rusl: Yeah, it's this big place and we're at like the edge of it.Lewa: I feel like I've been there before.Rusl: Well, you never have been, that's the other thing I wanted to tell you about. Okay, now go to work for the ranch.Lewa: I don't wanna go to work.Rusl: Too bad.Lewa: I hate you, weird-freak.Rusl: That's not my name!Lewa: I have to call you something since you don't have a name.Rusl: Don't call me that!Lewa: What do I call you?Rusl, sigh: Okay, fine… but only because I lost my true name.*Lewa and Rusl get up and start walking away from the spring. Lewa had to get to the ranch, as he was nothing but a simple ranch hand. He was unaware though, that there were bigger things lined up in his destiny… With Epona, he rode to the ranch and got ready to get to work herding these scary goat-like things. And since I found this tedious (and glitchy the first time I played it on the Wii version), I'm going to skip to the end.**Lewa was able to get the job done herding the goats around, despite how stubborn a lot of them were. Yeah, his job this time around isn't as exciting as those of his ancestors in the days long past. He went to the other spring to take a load off of his mind, considering lately his mind was tormented with visions of some sun-burnt yelling guy with the Triforce of Power and a red/black crazy girl who danced to the song "Night Nurse." But they're not important, so let's ignore them.*Lewa: Well, that was tedious.Hahli: Oh, hi, Lewa…Lewa: Oh… hello.Hahli: How you doin'?Lewa: I'm... sure-fine to say the least.*There is an awkward moment of silence before the two split up and Lewa goes into his home for some sleep... and to get tormented by nightmares of the yelly guy and the freaky lady who lives in a mask. That's all ended when there's someone calling for him... a bunch of the scariest kids you'd ever see, especially the evil baby...*Lewa: Okay, what do you brats want?Talo: There's a slingshot at the store!Lewa: What am I, 10? I don't play with kid-toys!*5 minutes later...*Lewa, panting: Must... search-find... money... to get... slingshot!*Lewa drives himself crazy getting enough money and smashing some pumpkins (lol, Smashing Pumpkins). He literally goes the distance to find some money. On some stone pillars, he spies a monkey holding some weird bundle of something...*Lewa: That monkey got money? Only one way to find out.*Unlike his ancestors, he doesn't take that much of a direct approach. He takes some grass and plays me a song and summons a hawk.*Lewa: Go get the money!*He sends the hawk to the monkey, the hawk grabs the bundle and brings it back. Sadly it wasn't money, it was actually a baby cradle.*Lewa: What the blaze is this? Maybe I can sell-pawn if for money.Uli: You found my cradle!Lewa: Uh... of course I did. Now give me a reward!Uli: Take this fishing rod!Lewa: Aw! Well, maybe I can sell-catch some fish then.*That is exactly what Lewa does and he starts his own fishing business (without a fishing license, for shame), but that is short lived once a cat comes along and starts to steal his fish.*Lewa: Get back here! I'm going to kill that—*Lewa runs after the cat, which goes all the way into the store. Lewa breaks in.*Lewa: You cat snatch-stole my fish!Shopkeeper: Sorry, I can't give credit.Lewa: How do I get money then?Shopkeeper: I don't know. Take this bottle of milk, go nuts.*Lewa got a half-empty bottle of milk. But more importantly, he got a bottle!*Lewa: I don't drink milk...
  12. All right, well a friend said they wanted to see this story on here. This is the fourth edit of the original, the first being on the old BZPower that was met with some... negative criticism about being short and rushed. Well, this being the fourth edit, I've expanded the story, Lewa now talks, and there are more characters who should have been in the first and third edits but weren't included. This is a spoof of The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. It's technically the first in my series (unless I spoof Skyward Sword), spawning two sequels called The Moron's Mask and the ongoing Twilight Delinquent.This has been slightly edited from the actual fourth edit, mainly to slim down on the reading, and for those who have read the actual fourth edit, I'd appreciate it if you stay silent about it, where it is, and what parts I left out for time. A long time ago... In a land of darkness, despair, fear of spaghetti, and stupidity, there echoes a legend... A legend held dearly by the inhabitants of the City of Legends that tells of a Toa... A Toa who wished to be a hero and do right to save the world from a dark evil who wished to turn it into a realm of darkness and evil. This is the story of that Toa, and the story of a princess and an evil burn victim. Bionicle: The Dimwit of Time *Deep within Le-Metru, there was a large tree with a mustache and large mouth. This was the Great Deku Tree and he was a... I'm not sure. Just let him tell you about his life, then.* Great Deku Tree, voice-over: In the vast, deep forest of Metru Nui...Long have I served as the guardian spirit. I am known as the Deku Tree... The children of this place, the Matoran, live here alongside me. And each one has their own guardian fairy... at least I would think so. However, there is one dweller in particular who does not have a fairy because he's a sad, strange little man who has weird dreams... *Inside the mind of Lewa, he was having another nightmare, although the same as the ones he had been having for the past few weeks. He is standing outside the Coliseum, the gates are opening.* Lewa: Whoa, creepy doors… *It is raining outside and a storm is brewing. Then all of a sudden, two beings atop a mount pass right by him, one being a young Toa of water. Lewa moved away before being trampled, staring back at her...* Nokama: Lewa, help!*The two rode away and the dream continued. Lewa, stunned, got to his feet again. He turned back to face the Coliseum, only to meet face-to-face with a dark being with a unsettling vibe.* Antroz: I have some special plans for you... Lewa: NOOOOOOOOO! *Lewa had been having the same nightmare, but even though this wasn't the first time he still had no idea what it meant...* Great Deku Tree: Oh, Navi the fairy, listen to my words, the words of the Deku Tree... Navi: Why do you refer to yourself in third person? Great Deku Tree: Nonsense. The Deku Tree never speaks in third person. Navi: Uh... okay. Great Deku Tree: Dost thou sense it? The climate of evil is descending upon this realm... Malevolent forces even now are mustering to attack our land. I think it is time for the loser without a fairy to discover his... "destiny..." Navi: And what destiny is that? Great Deku Tree: Why, to do battle against these forces of course. Now set out and retrieve this loser from where he sleeps. Navi: Whatever, you great, wooden coot. *That is when Navi leaves the woods and sets off to find Toa Lewa in his home somewhere in Le-Metru.* Navi: Why does it have to be HIM...? Of all people, why? *Navi continues flying through, passing the forest and into Le-Metru and passing by some various folks* Nuju: I'm so sad and alone. Navi: Well, good luck with that. *Wanting to get away from Nuju, she flies away really fast, bumping into a conveniently placed fence. Shaking it off, she goes on.* Navi: I hope no one saw that. Nuju: I did! Navi: Quiet, lonely boy! *Navi continues to fly through until she makes it to Lewa's home where she finds him still sleep.* Navi: Finally! This place is so full of freaks, I swear! Hey, lazy boy, wake up! Lewa: No, please, get away from me! *Lewa did not awaken. He's probably harder to wake than Mata Nui is. Oh snap!* Navi: Screw it, I don't want to go near that lonely guy again. Wake up! *she starts beating him up until he woke up.* Lewa: I didn't do it!*Lewa finally woke up and to his surprise he saw Navi, but he wasn't sure what she was. She looked like a lightbulb with wings to him initially, but then saw she was something else entirely. Navi took notice of his look of confusion.* Lewa: Who are you? What are you? Some kind of hovering lightbulb? Navi: I'm Navi. I'm a fairy in case you're wondering, you fool. Now come on, the Dummy Tree has a job for you to do. Lewa: Okay. So are you like my own fairy now? Navi: Yeah, I guess so. He just told me to take you to him and assist you. Lewa: Fine by me. Navi: Whatever, just get on down there. The Deku tree gets all fidgety when things don't go right.*So Lewa left his home. He thought about his dream for a moment, but then forgot about it for a moment. Of course, Lewa had no time to worry about such things and paid them no attention, despite that fact that these dreams actually meant something. As he walked, his thoughts were interrupted by a greeting from a friend.* Hahli: Yoo-hoo! Lewa! Over here! Lewa: Oh, hey, Hahli. *The green hero turned around to see it was Hahli, one of his closest friends since... a long time. He stopped and turned to face her as she ran closer to him. She slowed down as she got closer to him, her expression changing.* Hahli: Oh... you've got a fairy with you...Lewa: Yup, I've got my own fairy now like everyone else.Hahli: I'm... really happy for you. I hear the Deku tree wants to talk to you.Lewa: Wow, news sure does fast-travel around here. Hahli: Yeah, it sure does. You know, if the Great Deku tree wants to talk to you, it must be important. It's a real honor to talk to him.Lewa: Yup, so I guess I'd better get going. Wait… I feel a disturbance.Hahli: What do you mean? Lewa: I feel like somewhere else, there's an alternate pocket dimension where I'm cheer-happy all the time and I say annoying things that make everyone hate me. Hahli: I wouldn't dwell on that. Just ignore it, you'll live longer. Lewa: You're right. I'll go talk to the Deku tree now. Hahli, smiles: Well, good luck, I hope it all goes great for you. *Lewa was about to get near, when he was stopped by a fellow Toa of Air named Mido. He was a bit of a pain in the neck and he hated nearly everyone. He hated Lewa more, seeing as he was friends with Hahli, and he had a mad crush on Hahli.* Mido: Hold on there, Lewa. I, the great Mido, won't let you go walk-pass without a sword and a shield. Are you crazy? Lewa: But I already got those. *He holds out his air sabre and his own shield as proof.* So you can't just claim-say I don't have them. Mido: What? Shoot! But I still won't ever accept you as one of us. You don't even have your own fairy like the rest of us do! Lewa: Actually… I happen to have my own fairy as well as of this morning.Navi: Here, there. I'm a fairy. Mido: What? Shoot! Lewa: Did you forget your glasses at home? *Mido grumbles as he steps aside to let Lewa pass through. As Lewa goes through, he meets up with some vicious Deku baba plants that try to attack him. Luckily, Lewa makes quick work of them. After that, he approaches the Great Deku tree himself.*
  13. All right, this looks to be the first comedy I've posted since... forever. I know a lot of people don't like my comedies anymore and that I should "give up" since I've been at this since 2006, but I think different. For anyone confused about this comedy, this is actually going to be an exclusive to BZP for the time being. This is actually somewhat of a spin-off of my LOZ/Bionicle crossover and it is going to bridge the gap between The Dimwit of Time and Twilight Delinquent. Because both are still being made and because this is going to be a major spoiler for TD, it will be on here just because someone asked me to post The Dimwit of Time on here (however, I'm not going to because when I did put it on BZP, people said they didn't like it).So then, it takes place after DOT where Lewa (equivalent to Link) has defeated Antroz (equivalent to Ganondorf/Ganon) and after The Moron's Mask where Lewa tries to search for Navi, but ends up finding some bigger trouble instead (equivalent to Majora/Majora's Mask). After defeating said trouble, he returns home. Around that same time in another universe, there exists the Hero Factory, and for a brief moment both worlds are about to soon meet.So as such, the story is going to contain material from the previous comedies most people have not read, plus a few things that maybe people who read my older comedies would understand. For the most part, I think it can stand on its own. I've answered most of the big questions up above. Now onto the story.Narrator: Deep within the Hero Factory of Makuhero city, things were about to take an interesting turn for one Mark Surge of the Alpha team courtesy of one Nathaniel Zibb. Young Surge would soon be called away on a business trip, one that would change his life and make him network with new people. He would be heading off with a first class ticket to The Zone Where Normal Things Don’t Happen Very Often.Zibb: Just a little more tweaks here…Surge: Hey, Zibb, what’re you doing?Zibb: Oh, Surge. Aren’t you supposed to be at the training sphere?Surge: Yeah, but I got bored.Zibb: Don’t you have anything else to do aside from annoy me?Surge: Nope. Not really.Zibb, sighs: Fine. I’m working on this new invention. I’ve been working on it for quite some time.*Surge looks over and sees they’re just two padded circles with a red button in the middle of each.*Surge: So what does it do?Zibb: It’s still in the experimental stages, but what it’s meant to do is allow someone to run at supersonic speeds with little to no effort.Surge: What good is that?Zibb: Well… You see… When you… okay, I don’t know what good it is, but it sounds cool, right?*Surge takes both of them and attaches them to his feet. He pretends to job in place.*Zibb: You better be careful, that invention still hasn’t been perfected yet. The effects could be disastrous.Surge: Ah, what could go wrong?*Surge then stomps his foot down, triggering Zibb’s unnamed invention and making his foot vibrate. This chain affect makes his other foot vibrate until he is forcibly made to run forward until he rips the fabric of time and space, disappearing.*Zibb: Oh, that can’t be good…Furno: Hey, Zibb. Have you seen Surge?Zibb: Surge? Who is Surge?Furno: Come on, you know who I’m talking about.Zibb: I’m afraid he’s taken one of my inventions and now he’s lost somewhere in time and space.Furno: But you can get him back, can’t you?Zibb: I don’t know how.Furno: That can’t be good…*No, it wasn’t. Eventually, Surge arrived in a pocket dimension of universe parallel to their own full of beings of biomechanical origin. However, in this pocket dimension, things were much more out of control…**Lewa was walking around in the Lost Woods trying to grind for rupees. He cut through some of the grass and found a few. Then, he took a pumpkin and threw it, making more rupees appear.*Lewa: Money doesn’t grow on trees. It grows inside pumpkins. How about rocks?*Lewa takes a heavy rock over his head, but because it is so heavy and he doesn’t have a Pakari, he drops it and knocks himself out cold.**Meanwhile, Surge ends up in the Lost Woods and discovers Lewa.*Surge: Hmm… a local. Maybe he can help me find out where I am.*Surge walks over to Lewa’s unconscious body. He waves his hand in front of his mask, trying to wake him up.*Surge: Hey! Hello? Hey! Listen. Can you help me out here? Hello? Hey! Listen.*Lewa, dazed, slowly woke back up. First thing he saw was Surge’s blue head. His vision was still blurred, so he couldn’t fully see who it was. However, Surge’s “interesting” dialogue makes him almost mistake him for someone else…*Lewa: Navi?Surge: What? I’m not any Navi. My name’s Surge and I’m a Hero from Makuhero city. I’m lost and--Lewa: If you aren’t Navi, why are you dressed like her?*Surge looks at him awkwardly, then at himself.*Surge: What?Lewa: And why were you speak-talking like her?Surge: I didn’t understand that.Lewa: Are you making fun of me?Surge: No, no, I’m just lost--*Lewa uses THE FORCE!! to summon his air saber, as well as his stolen shield from Iruini.*Lewa: Prepared to eat your words?*Lewa fires a blast of air at Surge, but he dodges and fires a shot of lightning at him. Nimble and quick, Lewa rolls out of the way. He then bashes Surge with his shield, leaps into the air, and performs a later he would later name “the helm splitter.”*Lewa: I’d better remember that if I need to show-teach that to my descendants.*As Surge recovered, a capsule fell from the sky. It contained a motion bomb sensor. Surge quickly threw it at Lewa, but he shield bashed it back, knocking it away. Lewa then jumped over the spot where it landed and managed to catch a falling capsule in midair, revealing it had a super scope. Lewa studied it as he landed a few feet away from Surge.*Surge: Need some help with that?*Lewa aimed and charged a shot at Surge.*Lewa: Nope. I’m good. *He fires his charged shot, narrowly missing Surge who ducked out of the way in time. Surge ran away from Lewa as he fired again, accidentally stepping on the sensor the placed earlier, blasting him back a few feet.*Surge: I’m getting out of here. *Attempting to use Zibb’s invention again, he runs for his life, leaving behind another tear in the time-space fabric.*Lewa: You won’t quick-escape from me that easy!*Lewa runs after him afterwards, the both of them ending up in another part of Lewa’s universe…*Gali: What are you talking about, Tahu?Tahu: Tell me why it is Krika and Antroz are so interested in you?Gali: Well, maybe if Kopaka were here… *blushes*Tahu, deviously: Well, he’s not here… not anymore…*Flashback…**A sick Kopaka bangs on Tahu’s door.*Kopaka: Tahu! Open up! All the other doctors are all out to lunch so you’re unfortunately my last choice! Come on!Tahu, from inside: Just a minute!*Tahu, from inside his house, looks outside and sees Kopaka. Suspicious that Kopaka has a crush on Gali, he devises a plan.*Tahu: Moon prism power.*In a brilliant flash, Tahu goes into a transformation.*Tahu: It’s me, Dr. Tahu. Come in, Kopaka.*He lets Kopaka inside, who sits down at his table.*Kopaka: You’d better know what you’re doing.Tahu: Don’t worry, I’m a doctor. *Tahu takes a bottle and puts in some sleep powder.* Here, drink this.Kopaka: Thanks… I think. *Kopaka takes a drink and in 2 seconds, he is out like a light.*Tahu, devious laugh: Nighty night, Kopaka. Now Gali is mine!*After that, Tahu leaves Kopaka with Pohatu.*Tahu: Pohatu, old friend!Pohatu: What do you want?Tahu: Nothing, can’t two friends just sit down and shoot the breeze?Pohatu: What did you do?Tahu: Kopaka’s trying to move in on Gali, as are Krika and Antroz, so I’ve put Kopaka to sleep and I need to leave him here for about a week before he wakes up again.*Pohatu: Fine, I’ll help you this time, but I really wish you wouldn’t be involved in so many wacky shenanigans. I can see why Onua gets nervous any time you mention a plan.Onua: Because they all end up in disaster, that’s why.*End Flashback.*Gali: I miss Kopaka… and I still wonder what happened to Lewa.Tahu: They’re not important right now.*Moment he says that, Surge breaks through the wall. Like the Kool-aid man.*Surge: Oh, no!Lewa: Oh, yeah!Gali: What’s going on here?!Tahu: Who are you? And why are you here, Lewa??Lewa: Fast-chasing this blue guy for insulting me!Tahu: You’re still upset that Navi’s gone, aren’t you?Lewa: Why did she leave me?!Surge: As much as I’d like to listen to you both, I’ve gotta run!*Surge then hops down a warp pipe.*Tahu: Hey! That’s mine!*Lewa dashes past Tahu and hops down the warp pipe. Tahu does the same, leaving Gali confused. The three of them pop out of the warp pipe on a battle field where capsules fall from the sky.*Surge: Later! *Surge runs again, this time using Zibb’s invention at minimum power (apparently Surge was learning how to use it).*Tahu: Come back here!*Tahu gives chase and picks up a capsule that contains a beam sword.*Tahu: This’ll do fine. *He resumes running after Surge while Lewa runs the other way in an attempt to trap Surge. Lewa takes a capsule, which contains a homerun bat.**Surge runs up to a higher place, with Tahu climbing up after him. Surge tries to run, but is shocked to see Lewa right there in front of him.*Lewa: You’re caught-trapped…Tahu: And there’s no place to run.*Before either Toa could strike, a pokeball lands in front of Surge, and a Pikachu comes out of it.*Pikachu: Pikachu!Tahu: What is this?*Without warning, the Pikachu jumps up and hugs Tahu’s face. It then proceeds to use thunderbolt, giving Tahu quite a shock. As Tahu yells in pain, Surge and Lewa rush to pull the Pikachu off his face. After that, the Pikachu returns to the pokeball, and the pokeball returns to the owner, who is a masked person in a hood… like some sort of Amon wannabe.*Masked person: You have done well to make it this far, heroes. Let’s see how you fair against the likes of me.*Surge and Tahu fire at the mystery person, but they are very nimble and quick in dodging every attack until Surge is left face to face with them. The attacker gets behind Surge and places a hand on his forehead.*Surge: No! Leave me alone!*Before the attacker could do anything, Surge is somehow pulled back to his own universe.*Zibb: It’s a good thing I implemented a failsafe in my invention.Surge: Well, it’s a good thing you did. I was fighting these Toa guys and this crazy masked weirdo.Furno: I think you’ve had enough action for one day. I think your core needs a good recharge.Surge: But I’m not kidding, they were real!*Back with Tahu and Lewa, they were faced with their mysterious attacker who had their eyes set on them both.*Masked person: Toa Tahu and Toa Lewa… two great heroes. It’s a shame you’re about to meet your end.Tahu: You’re not going to take us down that easily!Lewa: Yeah! Plus I beat Antroz and Elitha! I’m sure I can beat you easy.Masked person: Oh, really? Let’s see you eat those words.*As Tahu charged in to slash, the attacker held out their hand, stopping him in his tracks and somehow draining his energy. Tahu then falls to his knees.*Lewa: My turn. *Lewa unleashes a few gusts of air, knocking the attacker back and saving Tahu. Knocking the attacker off guard, Tahu takes them in a lock while Lewa approaches.*Tahu: All right, let’s take care of this loon.Lewa: Wait a minute… I’ve watched this show. So that means that by unmasking this weird-freak…*Sadly Lewa, this isn’t Amon, so you’re thinking of the wrong person. By removing the mask, he reveals the face of some blond singer girl.*Tahu: What in the world??Lewa: Is this real?!Natalie Horler: *laughs* No, silly. Otherwise it’d be too bloody easy for you if it really was!*So the false singer removed the mask and wig, revealing a very different mask.*Antroz: Did you miss me?Tahu: Wait… how did you manage to dress up as some girl singer, let alone imitate her voice?Antroz: That’s not important now.Lewa: How can you be still-standing here?! I thought you died.Tahu: I know… Hey, Antroz, what’s your favorite smoothie?Antroz: I hate smoothies.Tahu: Ah-ha!Lewa: You’re a fake! The real Antroz loves smoothies!Antroz: Okay, fine, you caught me.*The false Antroz unmasks himself to reveal yet another mask… one that made Lewa drop to his knees.*Lewa: No… it can’t be you… you’re dead!Elitha, devilish laugh: So you thought. You didn’t defeat me on the moon, Lewa.Tahu: Wait a minute, that’s Elitha?Lewa: Not the night-nurse mask!Elitha: That’s right, Lewa. I never did forgive you however for trying to destroy me on the moon, so I naturally decided to return and get back at you.*Elitha breaks free from Tahu’s grip, shoving him off and then lowering her hood to reveal it was indeed her true mask.*Tahu: How was it you defeated her?Lewa: I drain-weakened her power in a one-on-one dance-off. After that, I used to Fierce Diety’s Mask to destroy her.Tahu: You wouldn’t happen to have that mask with you, right?Lewa: It was nuke-burned in the epic aftermath return to the planet’s surface.Tahu: It’s as if they didn’t want you to keep that mask. Darn.Elitha: *Insane, maniacal laughter* Yup, so you don’t have any hope in defeating me, you two.*Elitha turns into her spirit form and rushes to Tahu, quickly returning to physical form and placing her scissor scythe against his head.*Elitha: So, how should I go about it? Should you go first and then Lewa? Or maybe Lewa first so you can watch him perish before I make you suffer? Your call, handsome. What do you say?Tahu: I say you’re attractive but insane.Elitha: *giggles* Thank you. For that, maybe I might spare you. However, Lewa… you’re going to suffer now. I might not be able to cause instant death, but I can still make your last moments agonizing.Tahu: Why? Are you like Vanille in the idea that you have a 1% chance to cause instant death but can still cause massive damage if you fail?Elitha: Uh… yeah. Let’s go with that.*Elitha releases Tahu from her grasp and makes a leap to attack Lewa. Before she is able to do anything, she is suddenly frozen in her tracks.*Kopaka: You need to chill out.Tahu: Kopaka?! How are you…?Kopaka: That medicine you gave me did the trick. All I needed was to rest for a full week.Tahu: Oh… darn it.Kopaka: Good thing I arrived just in time, too. Looks like you were both done for.Lewa: Well, I was. Tahu was just hit-flirting with her, so she spared him.Kopaka: Huh. Well, whatever. So, what do we do with her?Tahu: I say we push her off a cliff.Lewa: I have another idea.*Much later on…*Tahu: Explain this to me again.Lewa: She will fly-soar all the way to the moon where she belongs and never bother me again.Kopaka: Well, the rocket is set for an automatic course for the moon.Tahu: Yeah, and she’s loaded inside. Care to do the honors?Lewa: You have no idea.*Lewa sets the rocket to launch and Elitha is sent all the way to the moon, never to be seen ever again. Or is she?*Tahu: So long, weirdo! Have fun at space camp!Lewa: Hope that’s the last we see of her.Kopaka: Why wouldn’t it be?Lewa: I don’t know. I have the feeling some strange-crazy guy who wears a helmet will get sent to space camp and stumble on her mask and mistake her as a spirit guide and take over Metru Nui in a large attack.Kopaka: That’s crazy talk.Tahu: Yeah. Besides, like that’ll ever happen. I was just joking about the space camp thing anyway. I don’t think such a thing even exists.Lewa: Hope you’re right…Narrator: The three Toa sit and watch as the rocket carrying one of their darkest fears soars all the way to the moon. The three of them and a Mark Surge experienced something they may never forget for the rest of their lives. It’s one world and they are all living in it. Even now as Elitha departs to the moon, little do they know there are bigger things in motion. Little does Lewa know that by dooming Elitha to a vacation to space camp, he has doomed future generations to a potential dark threat. Thus they will soon experience the might of the Zone Where Normal Things Don’t Happen Very Often.And I guess if you didn't understand what is happening, Elitha's mask ends up on the moon, and about 178 years after this all happens, a lunatic by the name of Zant gets sent to space camp for 1,000 hours as a punishment and he stumbles on Elitha's mask, appearing to him as a "spirit guide" and tries to convince him to take power. Inspired, Zant tries to, but is unsure how. Then he meets Antroz, who was banished to the Twilight realm and gives him power, helping Zant (and Elitha unknowingly) take power. So the big spoiler for Twilight Delinquent is that Elitha is going to be one of the main villains alongside Antroz and Zant. However, her role is somewhat limited as she's lost her physical form and is limited to her spirit form and the mask, which Zant goes to for advising.
  14. I created these little things for fun. They're little designs ment to represent a Makuta. I might get around to doing the other four guys, but don't hold your fingers.Antroz - http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/namealot/Sprites/shadows_and_flames.bmpGorast - http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/namealot/Sprites/understanding.jpgC & C Is much appreciated.
  15. Now if you want to see what The Mask could have been had I written it years later when I got better, here is a good comparison. This is the first chapter, but only with over 300 words, added details, and plus all the characters are named. It's more organized than it once was. It's sort of funny and pitiful at how much I improved, but oh well. I wrote the original back in February of 2006, so the comedy is OLD! This was written sometime back when it was the 5-year mark. Hope you enjoy it.CHAPTER 1: Take this mask and hide it*Somewhere on Destral, in the headquarters of the Brotherhood of Makuta...*Teridax: *banging gavel* Order! Order in the court! This trial is now in sess--Antroz: Um... But this is a brotherhood meeting, not a courtroom--Teridax: How dare you interrrupt me?! If you do so again, I'll make sure you end up like the last guy who did!!Kojol: Which was what, eaten by you in a fit of rage?Antroz: NO!! PLEASE!! DON'T!!! I won't do it again!!Teridax: Very well. Now, I stole this... mask... thingy and I don't know what to do with it. *holds up the MoL* Any bright ideas?? Anyone??Kojol: Yeah, how about mentioning the fact that I was the one who stole it for you ungrateful urchins?Teridax: Ignoring you, the pannel is now open to suggestion!Icarax: I say we burn it! I hear Natalie Horler's good with fire... She's an amazing woman, you know...Chirox, ignoing Icarax: I say we shred it!Krika: I say we launch it to some far away island where no one can get it! *all member voices over lapping*Teridax: Ugh... I can't put up with this, anymore. *plops his face onto the table.*Gorast, comforting Teridax: Don't give up, Teri. I know you can bring order to this chaotic excuse of a Brotherhood.Teridax: You know, you're right. I should assert my authority like I'm supposed to! *banging gavel again* Order! Order! If none of you can be quiet, then by the powers invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife.Sidorak, Rodaka: Get on with the plans!! Teridax: You may now kiss the bride.*Insert Wedding March*Spiriah: Can we move on? It's been more than 15 minutes since I've looked at myself in a mirror for crying out loud! I say we bury it outside these headquarters where no one can get it.Teridax: That's a GREAT idea! Ever considered being my assistant? Gorast: Hey! Why can't I be your assistant?Teridax: Okay, fine, both you you can be my assistant. In the mean time, Kojol, fetch me my tools.Kojol: You mean your knife and your fork, sir?Teridax: Why, you little--Kojol: What?! You've gained a few pounds from eating Norenka's cooking. Lose some weight, already, I mean come on! You've got your own gravitational pull!Teridax: One more word out of you, and I might consider dropping a whole lot of weight... on top of your head! Kojol: Teridax: There you go, now was that hard? Now fetch me my tools OR ELSE YOU WILL DIE!*Kojol quickly runs away and gets Teridax his digging equipment*Gorast: Are you sure you don't need me to go with you?Teridax: Nonsense, stay here here with the others. I wouldn't want you to have to join me on some stupid digging job all by yourslef with me.Gorast, crying slightly: But... I'd feel better if I could just tag along, actually.Teridax: Don't you worry your pretty little head aout it. *He lightly pats Gorast on the head before leaving outside carrying the Mask of Light in his hand.*Gorast, slumping against a corner: *crying* Oh, Teridax... if only you knew how I felt about you... I love you so much, it actually HURTS me inside...Mutran: Gorast, are you okay?Gorast: *she knocks Mutran's head off his body.* How dare you eavesdrop on a woman's private moment to herself! Didn't anyone ever teach you some manners, you pointy-headed lab geek?!*Later...*Teridax, digging: Who knew it was so tough to dig through this island?! *panting loudly as he continues digging.* Ah, I think this should be good enough. *he reaches for the Mask of Light.* Okay, here goes nothing. I have a bad feeling this mask could cause me a lot of trouble in the future. Oh, well, I've got a plan at least. May this mask never see the light of day ever again. *tosses it in and then starts to fill up the hole again. As he does so, his tummy starts to growl loudly* I'm hungry!! Norenka, get me some food ready while I go out and steal some more stuff! I expect it ready by the time I return.Norenka: I don't have to be treated like this! As a woman, I have a right to have proper respect!Teridax: It's in your contract. In other words by serving me, you have to do as I say, including make me lots of Over-dubbed voice 2: Spaghetti!Teridax: Every day for...Over-dubbed voice: DINNER.Norenka: Oh, Kratta slime! Curse this legal nonense, he always gets me with that!Teridax: That's right, you can't beat me. It's not just a suggestion, it's THE LAW! And don't you forget it!
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