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  1. Well, I decided to whip this up when I was bored with homework - about 30 mins of Do NOT bypass the word filter - Rayg sketching, and 30 mins of coloring during breaks at school. What I was thinking of when I drew this was the scene where Master Chief was on the forerunner dreadnought in the Halo 2 ending cutscene, where Lord Hood says, "Mind telling me what you're doing on that ship?" to which Chief replies, "Sir. Finishing the fight." Finish the Fight became Halo 3's official tagline. You will notice that Lewa is cocked to the side, with the light coming behind from behind him, similar to that in the cutscene. Well, it's nothing special, but I hope you like it. As you may know, Lewa Nuva actually had some design elements from Master Chief (many of which were eventually cut), but I also just saw Bionicle 2008 as a heroic finishing point for a main portion of the plot arc. Also, if the picture doesn't work, here is the URL: http://s1242.beta.photobucket.com/user/relicblade/media/Leewah00013_zps3897a8cd.jpg.html And of course, BZP says that my picture thing isn't allowed. Just take the link, please. P.S. Sketched in pencil, then scanned, then colored using Photoshop CS5.
  2. 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...
  3. Lewa Mata - Evo - Furno - Surge - Rocka - ??? This is a serious of promotional images I will be releasing every five days this month (beginning today, of course) to promote the release of my upcoming story The Afterwords. I hope that these interest you enough to check out the story when it is released, but I will be just as happy if you simply enjoy these as pieces of art and offer some critique.First up is Lewa Mata - in the story he is the "ruler" of the sets, hence the slogan at the top. When I saw the image of him swinging through the jungle, I thought it might be a neat idea to change it as if he were swining on the vine with fire in the background instead. The end result is something I'm not so sure those who have viewed these so far truly respect, but I like it - I used both inner and outer glows for the first time to make it seem as he is heating up from the flames. For reference, THIS is the image of Lewa Mata used in the creation of this promo.I hope you all enjoy it - critique is very welcome and will be very appreciated. I'll see you all again this Saturday, November 10th, for the release of the Evo Promo.-ibrow
  4. Hey BZP!It's been a while since my last piece. This time I bring two Toa!Presenting... and (Coloured Versions will be up as soon they're finished) Comments and Criticism are much appreciated thanks Astris Janus
  5. The follow-up to The Dimwit of Time, here is the sequel based on Majora's Mask, promptly named The Moron's Mask. This picks up 6 months after the end of The Dimwit of Time and follows Lewa as he goes off to try and find Navi, and instead he finds a demented toy who wants to bring destruction with the help of the Kanohi Elitha, the Mask of Death.The story was written 2 years ago in 2010 and was originally suggested to BZPower back then as well, but I discontinued it after the first chapter and continued to write it elsewhere. As such, while I have gone and updated parts of the story, there are still some old, dated jokes and references that remain. Also, for those who are familiar with me from 2006-2010, don't worry, she won't be in the story as much. Those days are over for me now. However, she still does play a part in the story. Anyways, onto the first, slightly modified chapter.In the land of Metru Nui, the people speak about a legend... A legened about a crazy Toa of Air with a sword and fairy who saved Metru Nui. Together, they faced many hardships, like Vahki guards, a creepy talking bird, a burnt yelling guy, and so on. They traveled a great distance from the city to the desert and back. After defeating a great evil, they were seperated as the fairy could no longer take the lunacy of the Toa. This left him confused and wanting to find her.Now in search of his lost friend, the legend continues...Bionicle: The Moron's Mask*It had been about 6 months after Toa Lewa triumphed over the evil Antroz, rescuing Nokama and saving Metru Nui... or so he thought, anyway. He and Nokama uneasily became friends and she helped him get ready for his search for Navi, very eager to get him out. She enlisted the help of some of her best knights... one of which had a dark secret that no one would ever know for a long time.*Lewa: What're ya going to do?Tahu: I don't know why I have to listen to Gali.Lewa: Her name is Nokama.Tahu: Whatever. "You have to go get him out, he's going on a journey!" I tell you. I got most of your stuff. I got that shield of yours that oddly looks like it belongs to the hard-working Iruini. I also got your skyblaster and your bow and arrows and bombs and stuff like that. And I kept your Air Sabre for you, so you're all set up.Lewa: Thank you, fellow hero! Now I'm off to search-find Navi!Tahu: I don't know what a Navi is, but okay, I guess whatever makes you happy. I'm going to go home now and wonder about why it never snows in San Francisco.*Because he never got Epona in this timeline, Lewa was walking through the tangled mess that was the chute system of Metru Nui. As he walked on, he was suddenly tripped by a strange figure who looked like a mere puppet. As he closed in on Lewa, it was seen that he was wearing some sort of evil, immoral mask, like one only a Makuta would wear. Even then, this was a mask even the Brotherhood of Makuta considered to be evil and dangerous for them due to the legends and experiences that surrounded it. When the evil masked puppet spoke, his voice sounded like it came from the throat of someone who enjoyed pain...*Remote 2.0, Dr. Claw voice: Heh heh heh heh... I'm so evil, evil is so fun. And what is this?*Accompanied by two fairies, the evil puppet went to inspect the body of the unconscious Toa.*Remote 2.0: Oh, look, a dead body. *He kicked Lewa over on his side and inspected him.* Now time to rob him and leave him in a stupid pose. Heh heh heh... Oh, look, and ocarina.*The puppet took the ocarina and plays a few notes.*Tael: Dang, man, we got the jackpot! Let me see.Remote 2.0: Okay, have it your way.Tatl: Wait, this isn't Burger King!Remote: 2.0: Who said anything about Burger King? Heh heh heh!Lewa, getting up: Oh, man, I hurt my head... *The Toa looked over and saw the strange freak playing his ocarina.* Hey you. Who are you?Remote 2.0, hiding ocarina: That is none of your concern. Now go back to being dead like a good little boy.Lewa: No!Remote 2.0: That wasn't a request, that was an order. Now let me go go about my business in peace.Lewa: But that's my ocarina! Give it back.Remote 2.0: How about I make you a trade... I keep your ocarina and you... fall down this hole!!Lewa: That's not a fair-trade!Remote 2.0: It is to me...*The robot kicks Lewa down into a rabbit hole and his mind is seduced with subliminal messages, mostly concerning buying Oxyclean and Orange-Glo. Finally, he landed on top of a large flower. Ae he got up, he stood face-to-face with the evil thief, who held a remote in has hands like it was some weapon.*Lewa: Good thing this flower was here, that long-fall could have been serious.Remote 2.0: Indeed...Lewa: Oh, it's you. Give me my ocarina!Remote 2.0: No. I think I'll just keep it for myself. I'll pawn it off for some money or something.Lewa: Look-see... You don't want to get on my bad side... I'm the Hero of Time! I defeated Antroz and I saved the princess!Remote 2.0: Oh, please, that doesn't frighten me. Unlike Antroz, I am actually evil.Lewa: Oh, like that's going to scare me?Remote 2.0: I cancelled and closed most of ShadowBionics' BZPower comedies!Lewa: Monster! Now I'm really going to kill-handle you!Remote 2.0: I think not. You see, this remote gives me some incredible power. This mask contains great and powerful dark magic as well. In fact, all I have to do is utter the cursed words, and you will be completely powerless.Lewa: What cursed words?Remote 2.0: Burning Deoderant!*At that moment, a violent sensation overcame Lewa's body, and he fell to the ground. Then in his mind, he found himself surrounded by many Deku Scrubs, all laughing at him.**In Lewa's mind*Deku Scrubs, chanitng: One of us! One of us! One of us! One of us! One of us!Lewa: Get away from me! *The Toa ran for his life, forgetting that he could fly, from the Deku Scrubs, who just multiplied and overcame him in a giant mosh.*Deku Scrubs, chanting louder: One of us! One of us! One of us! One of us!*Lewa snapped out of his vision and when he looked in the reflection and saw who he was (lol, Christina Aguilera reference), he got the surprise of his life.*Lewa: Mata Nui's pointy shoulders...! You turned me into a plant thing!*Indeed he was, but more specifically he was actually more of a Deku scrub with that wooden body and that long trumpet-like nose. We all know he's a Deku Scrub, but he doesn't seem to realize that quite yet. Not until it kind of hits him later on, but what am I saying, really? Let's all go back and enjoy the story.*Remote 2.0, demonic laughter: Now you'll never be as cool as me with that silly appearance! *As the weirdo-turned-dark lord floated away with Tael, Tatl stayed along to start beating up on poor Lewa.*Tael: Darn it, hurry up over there!*Before Tatl could stop beating him up, the door closed between the two fairy siblings. Tatl flew to the door, trying to open it, but her body was too small and frail to do so. She then went back to Lewa.*Tatl: Hey, you!Lewa: All right! I finally found you, Navi!Tatl: Uh... what's a Navi? Some sort of yogurt?Lewa: That's your name... You. Don't you remember?Tatl: If I was this Navi friend of yours, would I have jsut beaten you up a minute ago?Lewa: Yeah. You did that a lot to me, especially when I was in the middle of something, if you were trying to stop me from doing something, you wanted me to do something, or if you were bored.Tatl: Listen you wooden freak, I'm not this Navi! I'm Tatl, and I need you to help me catch up with Remote and my brother Tael.Lewa: Oh, Navi, you're so crazy.Tatl: *groans.*Lewa: You think your name's Tatl?Tatl: I don't think, I KNOW it is.Lewa: And your brother's name is Tael?Tatl: Yes.Lewa: If you put those together, you get--Tatl: Yes, I know that...Lewa: Tael-Tatl. *stupid laugh.*Tatl, groans: Something tells me this is going to be a really long day...*So the fairy and her new grass-Toa companion set off through the underwoods... lolz, Underwood. Like Carrie. Underwood. Okay, I'll shut up now.*Tatl: Come on, Lewa, I see a door up ahead!Lewa: Great! Now I can kill-handle that Remote guy for turning me into a grass Pokemon!*As Lewa opens the door and steps inside, they go into what looks like a creepy clockwork tower.*Tatl: I've wanted to ask you about that. You changed species, but your voice sounds the same. Sounds like lazy writing on behalf of the writer.Happy Mask Saleman, Scottish accent: Aye. That is a lazy bit of writing indeed.Lewa: What the Makuta?! Who are you?!Happy Mask Salesman: Oh, me? I be the Happy Mask Salesman. I sell happy masks. I also sell EVIL MASKS! Masks from the darkest depths of Karzahni! The kinds of masks that could enslave all Matoran kind and demand massive sacrifices and then watch Finding Nemo and laugh at the bit where his mum dies! But other than that, they're mostly happy. I've got an Al Pacino mask on may backpack, and that makes everyone happy.*That's when the creepy salesman goes into his crazy instant-changing poses.*Happy Mask Salesman: I was wondering if you could do me a favor. You see, I have to leave here in 3 days and one of my cursed masks got stolen by a weird Robot with targets painted on his cheeks and a messy blond wig.Lewa: Robot with messy blond wig? I've seen that guy!Happy Mask Salesman: Yes, him. I thought maybe you could get it back for me, you know?Lewa: Sure, I guess.Happy Mask Salesman: That's great. You know, people say if you carry a cursed mask for too long ,you go crazy. But I've been doing it for years, and I'm not crazy. *He then grabs Lewa and starts berattling him.* I mean, DO I LOOK CRAZY TO YOU?!Lewa: Would you let me go?!*The weirdo lets go of him and goes into another instantly-changing pose.*Happy Mask Salesman: Not yet. First, I must teach you the Song of Healing...Lewa; Oh... no... what's he gonig to do?!*That's when the freak starts to get his groove on to the music of KC and the Sunshine Band. He puts his hands on his face and starts flailing his head.*Music: Shake, shake, shake. Shake, shake, shake.Happy Mask Salesman: Shake your whole self. Shake your whole self!*He then makes a frowning face and starts bending back and forth a bunch of times.*Music: Shake, shake, shake. Shake, shake, shake.*Lewa and Tatl, scared out of their minds, take advantage of the moment and head for the doors.*Happy Mask Salesman: Oh... he's gone now. But I'm sure the rest of you will stay here and listen to the rest of the song, right?To be continued...Happy Mask Salesman: Okay, fine, then you all can fall down a hole.
  6. I was wondering, since Lewa can use his mask of levitation to levitate and then glide down, would he be able to use momentum from a run to go up and forward at the same time as long as his momentum lasts or would he just go straight up?
  7. Gali was practicing her axe-throwing in the Keongtu jungle she had just calculated the angle she needed and she throwed when suddenly, a shadow toa jumped up to attack her when suddenly the axes hit her arms. 'Eeoow! Wat-da tht fro?' she screamed. The shadow toa talked in slang. Gali ran up to her because even though she was a shadow toa. She quickly calmed down the shadow toa. 'Tell me your name,Shadow toa.' Gali asked. 'No.Free me and i shall tell you.'Review Topic
  8. 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.*
  9. 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.
  10. The auburn-haired male sighed as he walked in his front door,shuffling around in the dark before lifting one of his hands up,burdened and slowed by the mass of groceries he held in his appendage,turning on the light and frowning as he surveyed the scene before him."Lewa!" he yelled, grunting as he navigated the near-absolute mass ofmess on the floor, shifting, twisting, turning, and leaping asnecessary to avoid stepping on- or in- something unpleasant. Hefinally succeeded in making it to the kitchen table, depositing thebags of food and other essentials on the surface before standing up(the weight had hunched him over) and cracking his neck. "You areunbelievable..." the man muttered, taking slight pleasure in notingthat the cool dude hadn't messed up his kitchen. "Aye, can't I get a little bit of rest without you barging in anddisturbing my beauty sleep?" Lewa asked, a grin on his face as herushed into the kitchen, ruffling the brown hair of the other male. "Iswear, man, ye've got to calm down, relax, take a chill pill" hecontinued, still grinning. "Besides, what could have gotten yourknickers in such a twist?" Pohatu grunted, shooting a sideways glare at the face of theapartment's other resident. "I leave for work for five hours, get homeafter six and a half, and the entire living room is a nightmare.That's why my knickers are so twisted" he growled out, ignoring Lewa'ssnickers. "Besides, I thought you were sick. What in the world couldyou have been doing that made such a terrific mess of the place?" heasked, raising an eyebrow in expectation. "I swear, if you had a partyinstead of coming to work..." Lewa laughed and smiled sheepishly. "Well, funny story. I had a nicegirl over, we were just hanging out. We were cuddlin on the couch,cuddling a lil' bit, and out of nowhere the lass just slaps me coldacross the face!" He widened his eyes in mock surprise, obviouslyenjoying his act. "I don't have any idea, not the slightest norfoggiest of notions why such a fine young lady would feel that she hadto resort to violence- especially with such a sensitive beast asmeself" he finished, grinning madly. Pohatu groaned and rolled his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Right. What did I say about having people over? And what did I say about having girls over, especially when you are supposed to be working" he scolded, sighing and reaching into his jacket pocket for a small red-and-white carton. "And before you say anything, I'm going to do it outside, and yes, I know it'll kill me early on, but you're already doing it" he said as Lewa opened his mouth. He walked over to the sliding door that separated the balcony from the apartment, opening it and stepping out into the foggy night. Lewa watched with a frown as his brown-haired friend lit another dreadful cancer stick; yes he knew Pohatu was under lots of stress, but there had to be a better way to deal with it than smoking. After a few moments of smoking, the older male sighed and stepped back into the house, smiling at Lewa as he flicked the butt out into the street below before closing and locking the sliding door. "So," he started, smiling at his friend, "up for Chinese?-------------------Might make it into a series of short stories or an epic if there's enough interest.
  11. Well, here's a little drawing of Lewa Mata I've been working on, In my opinion, its good to me. It's one of my early bionicle drawings, but i kinda just finished it today.When i scanned the Picture, it turned out like this:http://s459.photobuc...can_Pic0001.jpgBut then I edited it a bit, just rotated 90 degrees and darkened the sketch and it turned out like this:http://s459.photobuc...urrent=Lewa.jpgSo, this is like my first time kinda sharing my drawing in a topic, but tell me what you think. I think i drew too light and that's why it didn't turn out perfect when i scanned it. opinions of all are accepted.Edit 11/18/11: Thanks! I guess i could become a better artist, but yeah thanks for all your opinions. Ill try to keep all your tip in mind when I draw next time! Edit2 11/18/11: Yeah i didn't want to trace over it because i didn't really want to ruin the great drawing I did, i just wanted to keep it plain pencil, but now i know scanners don't like pencils. And I like drawing them in set forms, because that's how the comics did, but i gave them hands so that it could be a bit more realistic. In the future, i want to make a bionicle manga, like a good one just so people could enjoy reading the story through a comic form, but i want to add ALL of the stories into it(like the novels stories), starting from year one.
  12. You may or may not remember my comedy 'Ask Lewa' on the old forums, but I figured I'd continue it. Don't worry, B+M=C and the others will return sometime or another. Anyways, let's get started! (P.S. If you remember Skirmix and Ratty, you get a cookie.)Chapter 1: Cupcakes.Lewa: Hi, everybody, and welcome back to 'Ask Lewa'! I've done a lot during the downtime,Computer: Translation: I've sat on the couch a lot.Lewa: Including adopting two new pets, Skirmix and Ratty!Computer: Translation: A Rock Steed to carry me to the kitchen when I get hungry, and a rat to keep me company while sitting on above mentioned couch.Lewa: So, let's start awnsering questions!Computer: Translation: Gimme stuff to awnser before I punch a hole through the wall.Lewa: Shut up, you piece of ####!!Computer: ....I think it's better I DON'T translate that....Lewa: Good! Bring up the first question! Lewa: Huh? What? (Quickly hides Twilight Sparkle toy) Of course not! What kind of girly person would like that?!Computer: You.Lewa: (Whispers) Shut up, you overglamorized toaster oven!Computer: Lewa is a Brony! Lewa is a Brony!Lewa: When I get my hands on you-!!Gali: (Walks in) Lewa, are you threatening the computer again?Lewa: Um...no?Gali: (Sighs and leaves)Lewa: Well, now that you've made a fool out of me in front of Gali, could you just give me the next question?!Computer: Maybe. Maybe not.Lewa: What do you expect...an apology?!Computer: Yes.Lewa: I'm not going to apologize to a-Computer: Uh-oh, I put it in the Trash folder by accident. Would be a shame if it were to accidently get deleted forever..,Lewa: Okay, okay, I'm sorry!Computer: That's better. Here's your question: Lewa: Well, sure! I don't have any problem reading about Cupcakes!Computer: Um, Lewa....Lewa: Nonsense! I'm sure it's just a nice, non-gory story about yummy cupcakes!Later, after actually READING 'Cupcakes':Lewa: That was definitely NOT a nice, non-gory story about yummy cupcakes!Computer: I'm not going to say I told you so, but I SAID TO YOU ACCURATELY!!Lewa: Oh, shut up...I think I'm going to be sick...Computer: How can you tell? You're green all over anyway!Lewa: Ooog, I can't do this...Skirmix, Ratty, you take over and awnser the last question...(Walks off)Skirmix: Is he gone?Ratty: I think so.Skirmix: Well, then, welcome back to The Skirmix Show!Computer: Oh, may heaven help us!Skirmix: I'm your host, Skirmix, and this is my co-host, Ratty!Ratty: We're going to take over 'Ask Lewa' for the last question of the day because of Lewa being stupid enough to read 'Cupcakes'!Computer: Stupid is right...Let's get this over with. Skirmix: Well, it's quite simple. You remember those scenes where the Lewa was swinging through the trees on Mata Nui? Well, he fell a lot.Ratty: You could say he bumped his head as a child.Skirmix: 63 times.Computer: That's it for today.Skirmix: Well, okay then. Have a good day everybody, and thanks for reading! Remember to send in lots of questions!Ratty: And to never read 'Cupcakes'!Word count: 578
  13. Grrrreetings, BZPower! It's been a long time since I've been here, and I really like to breath-in fresh air of changes! Today I'll present you one of the revamps I am really proud of! The time is passing by, I've started to study in lyceum, and meanwhile my MOCs are slowly transform from 'just models' to 'revamps', by changing structure, colour scheme and equipment. My last revamp was Tavm, the Weaponsmith. Now the same changes happened with Lewa Nitro. I've started new model with torso - I planned to make it basing on Takanuva's - with moveable waist. Macro. When body has been completed, I've started to create the legs. macro. Then I has made arms. One of forearms' main features were folding blades. It was very hard to make shoulders similar to Takanuva's, so as the result I had something like this: And I've liked it so much that I made some improvements for Takanuva: Here's how Lewa looks from behind: Also, I made for LN a fly-pack with wings: They are made in Furno XL's style, so they are folding quite well: And a bonus - Guest Starring with Half-Dark Takanuva: That's all folks, enjoy, comment and critiques are really appreciated! Gotta post lots of stuff soon, stay tuned!
  14. Just a little something I did for one of my classes. We had to do a children's celebration cake, and my mind immediately went to the year 2001. And, here are some kanohi I did around the border. I decided to go with a golden color, just to give a little contrast to the green and because I thought it fit with the theme of a canister. ^^ Keep in mind this was for a class, so I had a time limit. I really didn't get to spend as much time on this as I would have liked, and I am aware of a lot of mistakes in this (and I didn't have any references for the masks, so I had to pretty much wing it when I got to doing them. Edit: I did, however, have a reference for Lewa and a small set with me to help figure out the pieces -so technically I did have a Miru reference as well, but I had no access to any other masks- Sorry for any confusion ^^' ) I really wish I had more time for this. =/ The decorations were done in marzipan, the cake and lettering was done with buttercream icing. Hope you enjoy. ^^
  15. In one of those Mistika comics (too lazy to figure which one) The Toa Nuva Mistika/Phantoka entered the Codrex. Lewa began theorizing what was inside, one of his quick wits was "A Matoran marching band." Now, I now he was purely joking, but it raised the question: if there was a band for Matoran, what kind of otherworldly instruments would they play?
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