The Kanohi Force

[Kovika: Visorak Lord]

I always imagine smooth jazz to be playing whenever I read a scene that takes place in the KF tower.

No. Just no.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go play the KF version of Battlefront. Anyone want to join?

[Dallior]

back ins the Earth dimension.

HE'S ONE OF US!

[Petewa]

 

I always imagine smooth jazz to be playing whenever I read a scene that takes place in the KF tower.

No. Just no.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go play the KF version of Battlefront. Anyone want to join?

No.

[Ghidora131]

Please avoid spam, guys.

 

 

 

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Arzaki woke with a stutter.

 

Something felt different... Deathly different.

 

 

When he finaly looked around, he would find himself imprisoned In a metal harness, with massive robotic arms and a coil preventing him from walking. At first, seeing the implants in his weakened arms, he screamed. Specifically, like this:

 

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" (ignore emoticons; they don't exist)

 

"Shaddup back there, knucklehead!" A severely ticked voice said. "Or i'll put you in the pen with Shadow and see how you like that! Hah!"

 

"Where am I?"

 

 

 

A thunderstorm raged above a ruined cemetery. Coincidentally, here we are live at that ruined cemetery. A horrific madness filled the place, as if death was becoming incarnate and going out to lunch. And piercing through the hanging sorrow, the nightmare stood, glaring at a grave. No eyes were visible, only white, whispy claws that arced around the entire face. It stood in gunmetal armour, made to fit its slim being. The tomb, a sword hilt embedded in the top, read the sorrowful name:

 

Jakura Nuva

 

 

"Don't worry, Jak. I'm already on it."

 

 

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Now presenting Ghightmares to a theatre near you stupid enough to play it. (im sorry Jakura it had to be done)

[The 1st Shadow]

Hey, look at that. Ghidward is still trying to give us nightmares.

[McNugget]

Hey, look at that. Ghidward is still trying to give us nightmares.

Not Nightmares, Ghightmares.

[Irrie]

 

Hey, look at that. Ghidward is still trying to give us nightmares.

Not Nightmares, Ghightmares.

 

All bad things in this world were either caused by Ghidora or Ghidora and Jakura. 

[Kovika: Visorak Lord]

 

 

 

 

Hey, look at that. Ghidward is still trying to give us nightmares.

Not Nightmares, Ghightmares.

All bad things in this world were either caused by Ghidora or Ghidora and Jakura.

That's a rather rash assumption don't you think?

[Ghidora131]

And now for something completely different.
 
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This is the tale of a Jakura and his supposed quest. (not the questy quest but just the quest-ish quest)
 
The Toa of fire woke up with a disgusting smell coming from outside his fancy little home. "What In the name of?"
 
Sleepily, he got up and poured himself some coffee, but don't ask me if he drank it because I don't know if he drinks coffee. Anyway, he got enough good clothes on to be acceptable for public viewing and went outside. In the street sat a massive blob of horrible brown gelatin, with five machines sitting on top, all repeating a stream of nonsense in a different language. "Good grief, that stuff is smelling horrible! What is it?"
 
~The 1st Shadow~ Pulled up on his Shadowbike, getting off of it and making sure to use the kickstand. "Jakura, this is an epidemic of... Moderate proportions. This... Is The attack of the evil spammers."
 
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Pohatu was too busy to get off of the KF tower roof, even Ghidora had been shouting at him for the last hour to do so. Spammachines were everywhere, flinging their tasteless meat and shouting off pointless statements. He had ground several to powder  and was losing energy, when a barrage of tasty & nutritious pineapple juice sprayed away the artificial food and the tin cans that brought it.
 
"Aerixx! thanks for getting here. I assume you got Shadow's message as well?"
 
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Arzaki, warrior of fire, master of pyrotechnics, etc. etc., had finally cut through the top of the massive spam pile that fell on him. "Rrraaaagh!!!" his body heat began melting the sludge around him, giving him room to take down the spammachines. "Where do all of these annoying things keep coming from, Anyway?"
 
A torrent of red laser fire cut through the remaining spammachines. "They're being mass-produced by a handful of master members, machines designed to spam and spam and spam." Dallior said, coming out from behind a bush. "Hopefully Ghiddy can alert one of the Mods so that this can end!"
 
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Ghidora, now tired of shouting at Pohatu, sat down to take up his many should-be-working hours on the computer. He was horrified to find BZPower replaced by BZSpammer, Hapori Tofu as their mascot. Every topic was spam! all of Corpus Rahkshi was an eating contest, B/S/T was a spam development board, BBC was a collection of... Meaty sculptures! It was too much for the Toa of Awesome.
 
Angrily pulling out a vintage phone, he called Black Six as a last resort. "Hello? get me Black Six Resort. No? only a Moderator? fine.... B6, we have an issue..."
 
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The five machines were having a blast, although they had a bigger one coming. Out of the wreckage of BZP came Black Six, infuriated, carrying the legendary banhammer. "Machines on a site for people? no, sir!"
 
With one swing, he obliterated the robots, banning their wrecked scraps from BZPower forever.
 
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Jakura swung around angrily on his revolving chair. "Wait, how is it my quest then? It sounds like you guys did everything."
 
Ghiddy responded with ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) and the Kanohi Force packed up, to head back to their own homes and start another most terrible day tomorrow.

 

The end.

[The 1st Shadow]

Ghiddy, there's a reason we love you. That was hilarious! Not quite the hunt I imagined when I suggested it, but it definitely works!

[Irrie]

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...uh, I mean...great story, Ghidora! What a splendid way to kick off Kanohi Force Month! 

Edited August 3, 2015 by The Irrational Rock

[Kovika: Visorak Lord]

Corpus Rahkshi as an eating contest? Seems familiar. Did Floppymustard write that?

[Ghidora131]

Ghiddy, there's a reason we love you.

Dawwww :3

 

Next time: Spam overlord Irrie gets thwomped by baby Gukkos.

[Petewa]

*is too busy typing this sentence to applaud*

 

*instead slaps thighs against eachother*

[The 1st Shadow]

"One-Year Cakeday" by The Irrational Rock

 

 

On one sunny August day, Irrie was walking down the streets of BZ-Metru with great and boastful strides. He was wearing a red scarf, a beret, and to top it all off, his signature handlebar moustache. He was headed to the BZ-Nui farmers’ market to buy some watermelons, which he planned on using to throw off the top of the Kanohi Force tower whenever Kovika passed by.
He turned the corner onto Voriki Avenue, where he saw that the road was closed off to traffic for the market. A giant green canopy was strung over the street and many different vendors had their stands and desks set up where they were selling their goods to the various inhabitants of the BZ-Metru.
He immediately made his way to the man who had a large selection of melons on his stand.
“Hon hon hon, bonjour monsieur! I am here to inquire vous about your exquis sélection of ces pastèques!”
“Sorry, I don’t speak Swahili.”
“Uh...may I have some watermelons?”
“Oh of course! Why didn’t you just say so?”
“Hon hon hon, I did! But in le langue de français!”
“I told you I don’t speak Swahili.”
“Zis is not Swahili! Swahili is le langue de Tanzanie! Zis is le français, le langue de France!”
“Please sir, if you need to go find a translator, do so. But like I said, I don’t speak Swahili.”
“Just give me those watermelons.”
“How many?”
“All of them.”
“That’ll cost you.”
“Money means nothing to me.”
“Why is that?”
“Because, monsieur...I use baguettes as my currency!”
Irrie then challenged the watermelon vendor to a baguette duel. He failed magnificently. He stormed away from the farmers’ market and back to the Kanohi Force tower.
“I’m angry!” he shouted as he entered. There was no response. He then spent the next forty-five minutes going to each level of the tower and shouting “I’m angry!” into each of the rooms, however he found nobody there.
He was now on the roof of the building. He walked to the edge and roared at the top of his lungs, “I’M ANGRY!” into the void. Silence answered him.
“Well this is rather unconventional,” he said. “I wonder if-”
A metal thing fell from the sky and hit him on the head. He turned around and picked it up.
“Hey, what’s the big idea? Who threw this Kanohi that looks suspiciously similar to a Vahi at me, eh? I swear, one I find out who I’ll flay you! I’ll have your guts smeared out between here and the Bleak Lands!”
Once he stopped shouting death threats at the air, he took a moment to look at the Kanohi.
“Hey, wait a minute. Today’s my one year cakeday! This is my anniversary Vahi!”
He removed his Kaukau and put on the mask.
“Yah know, I’ve always wondered why one of the most powerful masks is the first that you get for you anniversary order. Meh, whatever.”
He activated the mask. Suddenly he felt the world around him start to blur and change.
“Wow, this reminds me of that dream I had the other night.”
The next moment he was standing on the ground in the middle of the city. He wandered around aimlessly for the next few hours, casually harassing and mentally scarring people as he went.
After about ten hours of this, he stopped to take a break.
“Whew, contributing to the economy is hard work. Maybe I’ll interview one last person before I turn in for the day.”
He then pranced up to a Le-Toa clad in white armor, a Miru, and a scarf.
“Hello, sir! Can I interest you in a copy of Tommy Nitro’s Karate Adventure?”
The person turned around.
“Finbarr?”
“Irrie?”
“Oh right, I forgot. I’m still wearing my Vahi, silly me. I must have gone to the future.”
“Irrie what are you doing here?”
“Yes.”
“What?”
“I suppose so.”
“What?”
Irrie then activated the Vahi again. He traveled way back in time, further than he thought was capable for the mask to achieve. When the Vahi deactivated and landed him, he found himself in a strange void-like area. In the distance, he saw a tall human striding up to an orb of what looked like green fire. The man reached out and touched it with his finger. Almost as soon as he did so, his physical form began to shimmer and transform into a robotic one, becoming a black and green Matoran in a leather greatcoat. Then Irrie recognized it was Shadow.
“Hey b0ss!”
Shadow turned around, shocked.
“What...who are you?”
“Hey b0ss, it’s me! Irrie!”
“What...what is this?” stammered Shadow. “How did you get here?”
“Magic!”
“What?”
“Vahi!”
“How?”
“Well I used it.”
“But...how did you get here then?”
“The Vahi.”
“But that’s impossible, the Vahi can’t jump dimensions!”
“Physics mean nothing to me.”
“But you couldn’t have done that with a Vahi!”
“How would you know? BZ-Nui doesn’t even exist yet.”
“Oh yeah.”
“Yep.”
“Well this violates several aspects of continuity at once.”
Greg Farshtey’s head then appeared in the void and floated toward them. With a majestic blink of his eye, that entire scene was retconned and Irrie was back inside the tower in present-day BZ-Metru.
“My my, that was HON certainly a fascinating adventure!”
He then activated his Vahi one more time. He found himself standing among a crowd of people looking up at a building. He followed their gaze and saw that a red Turaga was delivering a speech from an elevated platform.
“Greetings, fellow BZPower members. I am Turaga Dume, the new ruler of this realm. From now on, this place is to be referred to as VahkiPower.”
Irrie shouldered his way to the front of the crowd. He then jumped onto the stage.
“Hi there, Turaga Dume.”
“What...what's he doing here? Security!”
“No, wait. I’m going to deliver a speech about how great of a ruler you will be.”
“What?”
“You know, a manifesto about how benevolent and nurturing of a leader you will be to us all. It also include a part about your dashing attire and charming personality.”
“Oh. Well, uh...I suppose that’s alright.”
Irrie walked to the microphone and pulled a piece of paper out from his pocket. He cleared his throat.
“The story of Tommy Nitro is essentially this: An average teenager complete with courier bag and gelled hair gets accosted by three goons dressed up like red sausages. Not making this ###### up folks. The leader of this group is called “The Crimson Sausage” and his two minions are called “Booger” and “Zippit”. The goons don’t actually beat Tommy up, they just call him names like ‘Tommy Salami’. Oooh… ice burn!
“After his violent beati…I mean, talking-to by the bad guys, Tommy’s comic book comes alive and “Sensei Nobu”, the hero of said comic shows up to teach him Karate. Sensei Nobu is an unintentional metaphor for the ignorance of Eastern culture in the English speaking world. He’s ambiguously asian, dressed in a feudal Japanese outfit but sporting a Pai Mei/White Eyebrow hairstyle complete with fu-manchu (as in Manchuria, CHINA) moustache and a long wispy beard.
“The culturally confused Sensei Nobu informs Tommy that “Karate is not for attacking, it is used only for self-defense!”. This is brought up again later in the video when it’s said “There is no first attack in Karate.” This statement is 100% true because Andy Hug, K-1 Champion and Kyokushin Karate stylist had to fly all the way over to Thailand just to learn how to throw the first punch in a fight. It’s reported that this difficult transition took over six months of rigorous training. Normally, Karate sparring sessions go to the time limit with both participants just circling each other, except in those rare instances when one of the competitors trips and falls towards the other one. Since this can be considered an attack, his opponent responds promptly by kicking the falling man in the head before he hits the canvas for the win. The best part about this is that I don’t know anything about Karate, Aikido is where the swag’s at.
“Aside from the soccer-mom, “think about the children” revisionism of the violence inherent in learning how to punch and kick people, the DVD teaches a few basic techniques for doing precisely this. Kids are shown “lunge punches”; round, side, and front kicks, and even an elbow strike, all of which, of course, could never be used to actually attack someone, as we all know.
“Fear my “Squirrel nearly steals the acorn, but not quite” technique!
“The video ends with a confrontation between the Crimson Sausage and his cronies, and Tommy Nitro and his cronies, the two 9 year old black belt kids named ‘Scotty Karate’ and ‘Amazin Jason’. At this point I’m expecting some actual punching and kicking, especially considering the “bad” guys are dressed up as punching bags with targets on them exactly like the punching bag that comes with the playset. But noooo… we can’t have that. They challenge the Tommy NO2 and his 2 No No’s to a Kata, which of course the bad guys lose. But here is when the most priceless moment of the video takes place. Upon losing, they don’t want to leave according to the terms of the challenge, and challenge Sensei Nobu to make them leave. He responds, like any trained martial arts expert would, by jumping around punching and kicking the air in front of the punching bag-attired goons.”
Irrie looked up from the paper after he had finished it. The crowd was in tears. Turaga Dume hugged him.
“Mein Gott, that was the most beautiful manifestation I’ve ever heard! Here, you can become the leader of VahkiPower, anyone with such literary class and oral fineness is clearly more cut out for the job than I am!”
“Haha, no can do Mr. Dume. I’ve a wife and kids back home, I need to go.”
“Really?”
“Not at all, but I do live in a dingy tower with a bunch of other guys that smell like the last time they showered was ten years ago.”
“Then why would you want to go back there?”
“Because Arzaki owes me money.”
And with that, Irrie activated his Vahi and he was transported all the way to modern-day BZ-Nui.
“Well, that was fun and all. Alas, I think that that’s enough time traveling for today. However I bet that this thing will come in handy sometime in the future,” he said as he took the mask off.
At that moment, all the Kanohi Force members entered the room, sporting v-neck sweaters, cargo jean shorts, and afros.
“Happy cakeday, Irrie!” they said.
“What? Wait, where were you guys?”
“We were at the annual V-Neck Sweater, Cargo Jean Shorts, and Afro Convention,” said Dragon.
“Why wasn’t I invited?”
“Well we were going to, but you rushed out the door saying that you were going to go buy watermelons.”
“Oh.”
“It was actually pretty cringeworthy,” said Petewa.
“I think a better term would be ‘dank’,” explained Pohatu.
That night, they ate a meal comprised of camembert, escargot, baguettes, and brie. After finishing their dinners, they all went to the longue to watch highlights from le Tour de France.
It was a very nice cakeday.

[Petewa]

Would the watermelons by any chance happen to have been yellow on the inside?

[Ghidora131]

Arzaki may need a lawyer...

[Irrie]

Arzaki may need a lawyer...

I'll get my money from him one way or another. 

[Tahu3.0]

IMA THE JUDGE!!!!

[McNugget]

I thought the convention would be pretty Cringe-worthy as I read it existed.

[The 1st Shadow]

Hey, I now see a Vahi by Irrie's posts! Happy Cakeday, Rockie!

 

 

(Irrie Rockie... Excuse me while I go commit that to memory. )

Edited August 13, 2015 by T1Shadow: The Artisan

[Irrie]

Hey, I now see a Vahi by Irrie's posts! Happy Cakeday, Rockie!

 

 

(Irrie Rockie... Excuse me while I go commit that to memory. )

At night, the Rocky Mountains can become quite eerie. 

*studio laughter* 

[McNugget]

Now time to add a Vahi on to my art of Irrie...

[The 1st Shadow]

Speaking of art, I'm hoping to get around to drawing the rest of the Force, as I said I would some time back.

[Irrie]

Speaking of art, I'm hoping to get around to drawing the rest of the Force, as I said I would some time back.

[Petewa]

Arzaki may need a lawyer...

Someone once told me I'd make a good lawyer.

[Irrie]

 

Arzaki may need a lawyer...

Someone once told me I'd make a good lawyer.

 

As long as you've good hair, you should be good. 

[Kovika: Visorak Lord]

 

Arzaki may need a lawyer...

Someone once told me I'd make a good lawyer.

*Whistles innocently, walking away to be struck by a watermelon*

Irrie! Not cool! Was that you?!

[The 1st Shadow]

What? Kanohi Force Month almost over and we haven't seen a chapter for it yet? A few others said they would do one, but why stop there? Who's to say we can't have multiple Kanohi Force Month chapters?

 

That said, let's get started!

 

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On a pleasant August day, most of the Kanohi Force was sitting around in the 17th Floor lounge of the Tower. The lava lamps hanging from the ceiling gave the whole room a weird '70's feel, but no one questioned it. Irrie was reading a book in the recliner by the jukebox, from which emanated the sounds of smooth jazz. Durahk, Dragon, Kovika, and Tahu were playing Super Smash Force, while Petewa and Meyres watched, awaiting their turn. Onaku and Dane were playing a game of 21 at the gaming table, while Tokytot and Dallior sat at the soda bar and told funny stories. Shadow and Jakura were sitting in front of the giant plasma screen, not watching anything, but just chatting about art projects.

 

Suddenly, there was a "WHOOSH!" and a silver-and-bronze Matoran wearing a Kakama stood in the center of the room. "Hey, guys! Ghidora and Aerixx have called a meeting! They want you up there now! I'll go find the others." And in a flash, he was gone again.

 

Everyone lazily stared at the vacant spot for a moment. "What was that all about?" Dallior asked.

 

Shadow looked at the door, and back again. "I think that was Bronzejet, one of our new recruits."

 

Dane gave a quizzical look. "What was he going on about?"

 

Shadow shrugged. "Eh, he said something about Ghiddy and I just kinda spaced out." He turned back to Jakura. "Probably nothing important."

 

They all went back to their business, as if nothing had happened.

 

*BTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBT*

 

The sound of a Midak machine gun (one of Shadow's inventions) going off startled everyone to their feet. Bronze was already walking back out of the room, gun aimed at the ceiling. "Get off your butts."

 

 

They all filed out behind him.

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Up on the 40th floor, in the meeting room, everyone took their seats. The room had been renovated since the earlier days of the Force, and could now seat all of them, rather than just the Leedurship Board. Ghiddy and Aerixx smiled as they all came in, neither saying anything. Once they were all seated, Ghiddy and Aerixx took up positions on either side of Ghiddy's chair at the head of the table.

 

"Before we get started, let's do a role call!" the Toa of Awesome said. Everyone groaned.

 

"The 1st Shadow?"

 

"Yup."

 

"Aerixx?"

 

"Right next to you."

 

"Arzaki?"

 

"About to come over there and roast you if you don't hurry up..."

 

"Banana Gunz?"

 

"Sitting back here on my llama!"

 

Everyone turned to look at him, then back to Ghiddy. "Why is Gunz riding a llama?" Shadow asked.

 

The Toa of Awesome waved him off. "Who cares? He's here. Speaking of which... Bronzejet Kakama?"

 

"PRESENT!"

 

"For me? Oh, you shouldn't have! ...Wait... Oh, right. Dallior?"

 

Draining the last of his Kanoka Cola, the Ta-Matoran slammed the can on the table and burped.

 

"Gross... Dane?"

 

"Agent Epsilon reporting for duty!"

 

"Dragon?"

 

"ROAR!"

 

"Durahk?"

 

"Here."

 

"Ghidora?"

 

....

 

"Oh, wait, that's me!" Ghiddy laughed for a moment before continuing. "IcarusBen?"

 

"How did I get here?"

 

"Good question. Irrational Rock?"

 

"Present and prepared to be irrational!"

 

"That's the spirit! Jakura Nuva?"

 

The Toa of Fire snored.

 

"Love the enthusiasm, buddy! Kovika?"

 

"Just chilling back here."

 

"Meyres?"

 

"42! Wait, no, chicken nuggets! Wait, what's the question?"

 

"Toa Onaku?"

 

"About to join Arzaki in pounding you through the floor."

 

"...Petewa?"

 

"Right here, boss!"

 

"Pohatu: Master of Stone?"

 

"Maybe."

 

"Shockwave?"

 

"Why am I here?"

 

"Tahu?"

 

"Yup!"

 

"And Tokytot?"

 

"Cheers, old chap!"

 

"There, all done!" Everyone sighed in relief. "Is there anyone I may have forgotten?"

 

A hand went up. "Back here!"

 

"Ah! The Forgotten Chronicler," Ghiddy said as he jotted the name down on his piece of paper. "Rather unfortunate name, I must say."

 

Aerixx pushed Ghiddy aside and stepped up. "Onto business. We're nearing the end of August now, and as you all know, August is Kanohi Force Month. As it happens, we haven't done much but put up banners on our front doors. Ghiddy and I have been discussing ideas to get the word out about us. Here's what we've got: 

 

"One, I will command an army of Gukkos to swarm over all of BZ-Nui, writing out 'Kanohi Force Month' in the sky over everyone's heads and putting on the most fantastic aerial display anyone has ever seen!"

 

Ghiddy stepped up again. "Two, we can fill all of BZ-Metru with sky-high statues of ourselves for all to see! The world will bow down to the might of the Kanohi Force!"

 

Everyone stared at the Toa of Awesome as if he had grown another head.

 

"Or," Aerixx continued, "we can arrange a parade through the streets, that way word gets out and we don't cause too much trouble."

 

 

"Or," Ghiddy butted in, "we can enter the Coliseum, call in all the members, and put on a play about the Force, from our humble beginnings in an old shack down on Southeast 19th street to our ultimate rise to power, in which we will overthrow the Staffers while Shadow and I rewrite this world in our image, throwing away the title 'BZPower' and resurrecting 'KanohiPower!' It will be glorious!"

 

Everyone looked at the Toa of Awesome as if his second head had grown another head of its own.

 

Shadow stood and addressed them all. "I have another idea. Why don't we put a pin in this discussion for right now, and let whoever writes the next chapter decide what we do for Kanohi Force Month? Perhaps this talk will spark some ideas."

 

Ghiddy raised a hand. "But, I wanted to be king!"

 

Arzaki, Onaku, and Jakura got up, surrounded the Toa of Awesome and wrapped him in a straightjacket again, and began dragging him towards the cushy safe-room in the corner. "Yes, you can be king of Ghiddy's Pillow-Land," The Toa of Earth said. 

 

Jakura nodded. "You can come out when we're sure you're safe again," he soothed. "This is only for a little while."

 

Shadow shook his head as they closed the door. "Alright, next chapter, one of you gets to come up with an idea. All of you, have at it! Meeting adjourned!"

 

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Yeah, so, Irrie sent in a chapter for his own One-Year Anniversary, so if any of you wants to send in a chapter for Kanohi Force Month, please do! We'll make it a contest, eh? The Leedurship Board will review all the submissions and post the best two here. Sound good? Great! Now get writing!

 

Rules: It can be as long or short as you like. Just make sure it carries the feel of the Kanohi Force, is amusing, and fits in with the BZ-Nuiverse, as explored throughout this comedy and in Irrie's Vanquished Alliance.

Once written, send your entries to me via PM, and I will relay them to the rest of the Board.

Edited August 22, 2015 by T1Shadow: The Artisan

[Petewa]

They all went back to their business, as if nothing had happened.

 

*BTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBT*

 

The sound of a Midak machine gun (one of Shadow's inventions) going off startled everyone to their feet. Bronze was already walking back out of the room, gun aimed at the ceiling. "Get off your butts."

I understood that reference!!!

 

 

Ghiddy stepped up again. "Two, we can fill all of BZ-Metru with sky-high statues of ourselves for all to see! The world will bow down to the might of the Kanohi Force!"

I like that Idea.

 

 

Yeah, so, Irrie sent in a chapter for his own One-Year Anniversary, so if any of you wants to send in a chapter for Kanohi Force Month, please do! We'll make it a contest, eh? The Leedurship Board will review all the submissions and post the best two here.   Sound good? Great! Now get writing!

*begins writing his and Bronzejet's responses to chapter in comedy form*

Edited August 22, 2015 by Petewa

[Irrie]

Midak machine gun? I must learn more. 

 

And sure, I can write up something up for KF Month. 

[BronzeJet (I can FLY)]

nice job shadow you really did a good image of the real me with the gun part so good job and that was really cool it even made me laugh at some points just because i couldn't gasp out loud that was amazing and you should have a gold kakama as a reward.

[Petewa]

nice job shadow you really did a good image of the real me with the gun part so good job and that was really cool it even made me laugh at some points just because i couldn't gasp out loud that was amazing and you should have a gold kakama as a reward.

He's an Av-Toa, his mask is whatever the heck colour he wants it to be.

 

And we both know you're lying.

[The 1st Shadow]

 you should have a gold kakama as a reward.

Well, in my comics, I do have a Gold Kakama that I sometimes wear as formal attire. Does that count?

[BronzeJet (I can FLY)]

ooo you really wear a gold kakama in the comics sweet

[Ghidora131]

Hm...
 
I wonder...

[Irrie]

ooo you really wear a gold kakama in the comics sweet

He uses it to run up walls so he can tape troublemakers to the ceiling. 

[BronzeJet (I can FLY)]

that sounds interesting

[Petewa]

 

ooo you really wear a gold kakama in the comics sweet

He uses it to run up walls so he can tape troublemakers to the ceiling. 

 

Stop getting noobs to believe everything you say, Irrie.

[Tahu3.0]

Irrational is a LIAR impossible.