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  1. Hey guys! This is part one of a Canon compliant story I'm working on, set in the middle of Chapter 3 of Bionicle Legends: The Final Battle. Hope you enjoy! Pohatu, Gali, and Takanuva flew to the east, skimming over the treacherous swamp water. The Toa of Light was careful not to touch it, having been warned by his fellow Toa about the water’s mutagenic power. As the three Toa soared through the air, Pohatu and Gali brought Takanuva up to date on what had been happening. They had arrived in Karda Nui to awaken the Great Spirit, but faced opposition from the Makuta. They had been at war with the Makuta, and encountered the Matoran of Light, some of whom had been corrupted by the Makuta. The last detail sickened Takanuva. In his time spent alone guarding Metru Nui, he had come to the conclusion that he must have been a Matoran of Light in the past, though those memories were blocked. He was no stranger to amnesia, after all, so he reasoned that these must have been just more memories that he couldn’t recover. I probably worked alongside some of the Matoran the Makuta had corrupted, he thought, they might have even been good friends. I swear it – even if it means Mata Nui stays asleep, even if I have to die trying – the shadow Matoran will be cured. “They’ll pay,” Takanuva said aloud as he flew. Looking downwards, he glanced his own reflection in the water, and a brief moment of fear overtook him. It was easy to forget, but he hardly resembled the Toa he had gotten used to seeing in his reflection. His gold traded for dark gray, his right hand sparking with shadow energy, the Toa of Light was no longer the fresh beacon of hope that Takua had become upon donning the Mask of Light. What have I become? The thought rang through Takanuva’s mind, as all his past adventures came back to him. He had recently seen a world in which he saw the capacity for evil that Toa possessed, and while he had managed to put away his misgivings, the memory still haunted him. “Takanuva!” The Toa of Light looked upwards, and suddenly jumped back in the air. For the briefest moment, he saw the face of Toa Tuyet, wearing her familiar mask of Intangibility. He hadn’t known Tuyet well, but her alternate self had opposed him in a world that she ruled. It shook him to his core, seeing how evil a Toa could become. But this doesn’t make sense! Thoughts raced through Takanuva’s mind faster than light. She died as I left! How is she here? He drew a heavy breath, but only a moment after he had jumped, he saw the face of Toa Gali in front of him instead. “I can tell something is wrong,” she said in a calm voice, “what’s bothering you?” Behind her, Toa Pohatu hovered in midair, watching on with concern behind his eyes. Takanuva hovered in midair, his eyes wide with shock. When he saw Gali approach, he must have briefly mistaken her for Tuyet, he reasoned. He couldn’t help but feel embarrassed at his outburst, but he still couldn’t shake a feeling of unease. The Makuta have perverted my power, he thought to himself, I’ve been hunted down by evil alternate Toa and yet another Makuta. My people, people I’ve never met, are being corrupted and controlled, and I’ve done nothing about it. I’m tired, but the battle isn’t anywhere near- “I’m fine,” Takanuva said, interrupting his own thoughts, “just thought I saw something. That’s all.” With that, he turned back around, and continued his flight. Gali and Pohatu stayed behind for just a moment, and shared a glance at each other. Neither was convinced by Takanuva’s argument, but decided it best not to argue. With a sigh, Gali flew through the air, with Pohatu following close behind. * * * Kopaka, Lewa, and Onua took cover behind a massive tree. As they hid, a barrage of shadow attacks came from the five Makuta hovering by the tree branch across from them. For hours, the two sides had been locked in a standstill. "Any more helpful stories?” Kopaka asked, ducking as a bolt of shadow passed overhead. “I’m starting to feel like a sitting duck.” “I’ve got one,” Lewa said with a smirk, “I call it, ‘Heroic Toa Lewa Quick-Saves Everyone.’ Just watch.” “Oh, this one is my favorite,” Onua chuckled. In an instant, the Toa Nuva of Air kicked off of a tree branch and rocketed up into the air. Kopaka looked on in shock, but before anything could be done, Makuta Chirox had flown off in pursuit of Lewa. Watching as the chase began, Onua and Kopaka turned to each other and nodded in understanding. “He's taking the bait,” Kopaka muttered. As he watched the Makuta chase down the Toa of Air, he drew his Midak Skyblaster, and fired. The ball of light careened just past the Makuta, distracting Chirox and forcing him to retreat. Lewa soared back to reunite with his fellow Toa, letting out an energetic cry as he flew through the air. The three returned to their cover behind a massive tree branch, and then decided that it was Kopaka’s turn. The Toa of Ice emerged from his cover and fired a wave of ice at the five Makuta. His enemies quickly scattered to the wind, only to then fly in formation to converge on him. His unusually joyous expression dropped as the five creatures of shadow flew straight towards him. Turning back, he flew down towards the swamp, and soon found himself joined by another flier. Toa Tahu flew beside Kopaka, wearing a smug grin on his face. “Too much for you to handle, brother?” Kopaka rolled his eyes as the two dodged fire from their attackers. “Very funny. Where are the others?” "I sent Pohatu to find Gali.” Tahu quickly turned around in midair, and flung a pillar of fire at Makuta Vamprah. “What about yours?” The Toa of Ice glanced over his shoulder, and spotted Onua and Lewa pursuing the Makuta. “Closer than you think,” he said. As the two flew together in formation, they shared a rare moment of laughter as the Makuta chased them down. The two Toa weaved in and out of tree branches, flying gracefully as they dodged oncoming bolts of shadow. “Lewa must be so proud,” Tahu chuckled. As the two rounded a corner, they suddenly found themselves backed up against a pillar of rock. They both skidded to a halt, and as they began to fly back, they suddenly found themselves cornered. The five Makuta now hovered before the Toa in formation, and prepared to strike. Bitil’s mask glowed briefly, but before he could activate his power, he was suddenly struck from behind. As he scampered forward through the air, the Makuta turned back to watch as Onua and Lewa lowered to meet them. For just a moment, all was still. In an instant, it was carnage. The four Toa on each side charged the Makuta, firing blasts of elemental energy in every direction. The Makuta were quick to return fire, sending volleys of shadow at the Toa Nuva. Onua raised a chunk of Earth and hurled it, only for it to be brought to pieces by a swift move from Antroz's blade. Tahu fired a blast at Chirox, but the batlike creature parried the attack by launching a Tridax pod. Lewa was able to intercept it just in time, using a gust of wind to send the shadow leeches careening into the waters below. Kopaka sent forth an elemental attack from his blade, but Gorast's mask caused the air surrounding him to crystallize into ice. Moments later, a frozen Kopaka began falling, only to be broken free by Tahu. It quickly became clear which side had the advantage. The Toa were outnumbered and outmatched by the horde of Makuta, but it was clear that they weren't about to quit. * * * As the battle continued in the sky, a bone white, skeletal figure watched from the waters below. Stalking across stones and branches on his long, spindly legs, Krika watched as his fellow Makuta battled with the Toa and sighed, turning his gaze downwards. For just a moment, he considered leaving them to their fate. He had long been harboring doubts towards the grand plan the Brotherhood had been following, but now, the appearance of the Toa of Light in the swamp had all but confirmed what he had long suspected. The Makuta were fighting a losing battle. He looked at his own reflection in the waters below. It had been changed since he arrived, the water had mutated him into the ghastly creature he now saw. Karda Nui had changed him forever, and if he wasn’t careful, it would become his grave. So, he thought to himself, why don’t I just leave? Staring at the waters below, he remembered the stone with the Brotherhood symbol engraved upon it. If he still had it, leaving would be no trouble. He had offered it to Gali before, wanting to give her a chance. Perhaps now he could do the same. Was there still time? Could he leave his fellow Makuta to die, and escape the same fate? No, he sighed. His destiny was here, in Karda Nui. Whatever it entailed, it was his to face. As he began to hover in the air, rising toward the battle, he prepared to accept whatever destiny had in store for him. * * * “Hey! Pay attention!” Tanma cried while linked onto Toa Lewa’s back. A Tridax pod fired right towards the Toa Nuva of Air, but Tanma had been able to bat it out of the way just before it unleashed a swarm of shadow leeches on the two. “Ever-sorry, friend!” Toa Lewa said with his usual gleeful tone as he fired balls of light at the Makuta, using his midak skyblaster. “Glad you’re here, in case I get mixed-distracted.” As the two rolled through the air in circles around the Makuta, Lewa let out a raucous cheer, but found it cut short as a blast hit him in the stomach. Suddenly, Toa Lewa found his arms and legs frozen in place, as though he had been struck by a sudden paralysis. Tanma felt the blast, but disconnected from the Toa just before it hit him. He flew upwards through the air, but looked down to watch as Lewa plummeted towards the roots of a nearby tree. He started back towards Lewa, but stopped himself, as he spotted a monstrous Makuta approaching him. The Av-Matoran thought fast. With luck, the Makuta had yet to see him. He could use this to his advantage. Against himself, he chuckled lightly. This would be a rescue plan worthy of Toa Lewa’s legacy. * * * “Tanma!” The Toa of Air cried weakly, but he found his call to have no answer, as the Av-Matoran was no longer riding on his back. The Toa tried in vain to jolt his head around to look for his companion, but his focus soon shifted as his rocket boosters gave out, and his limp body plummeted towards the ground. Lewa screamed for just a moment, but stopped as he saw the tree roots down below, ready to catch his fall. It could be worse, I suppose, he thought to himself, just before he collided with the ground. His body ached in pain from the impact. Only inches of wood now protected Lewa from the waters below, and the Toa of Air watched helplessly as the black and green figure of Makuta Gorast landed beside him. * * * “Oh, this is perfect,” Gorast sneered, perched upon a tree branch just next to the Toa of Air. “I have always wanted an Air Toa for a trophy.” She pulled back her Nynrah Ghost blaster, and began charging another attack. “Hey!” Lewa just barely found the energy to talk, still struggling in vain to rise to his feet. “Listen-hear close, Makuta, for I have something you may want.” Gorast knew this was a bluff, of course, but felt compelled to entertain him. After all, she reasoned, I may as well offer him this much in his last moments. She lowered her blaster to the ground, and met the Toa’s eyes. “Well? What is it?” Lewa smirked. “A distraction.” Before Gorast could react, something struck her in the back of her head. Turning back, she came mask to mask with the green armored Av-Matoran, hovering in place as his rocket booster propelled him. “Well,” Tanma said, “I suppose this is a story for heroic Tanma?” He rushed out the last word, and quickly flew off towards the other Toa and Makuta. Gorast growled in frustration, before turning her attention back to the paralyzed Toa that lay before her. To her shock, however, Lewa was back on his feet. “Wore off, I guess.” Lewa smirked, and charged forward with his Air Sword. The Makuta blocked his attack with two of her sharp claws, and quickly retaliated with her other two hands. Lewa dodged out of the way just before she could sink her claws into him, and took off into the sky once more. Gorast chuckled, and beat her wings as she began her pursuit anew.
  2. THE END OF THE BROTHERHOOD Prologue Toa Takanuva looked out upon the smoggy skyline of Xia, a half-smile on his face. Within the dingy alleys and blackened buildings of this harsh land, he had clashed with the traitor Roodaka and finally brought her to justice. Nice of her to drain all her inner light away before our confrontation, he chuckled to himself. Shadow beings went down quickly against his powers, after all. As he surveyed the scene, which included a band of Steltians hauling Roodaka away in chains, a crackling sound met his ears from behind. It was accompanied by a distinctive scent, one of poisonous ozone, and a gut feeling that something was very, very wrong. Takanuva whirled, his sceptre at the ready, and saw a monstrosity stepping out of a hole in space, surrounded by displaced dimensional forces. The creature was tall, several heads above him, and armoured in purple and scarlet; it bore a mask that stretched wide across its head, before curling forwards at the bottom in two distinct tusks. Malevolent eyes glared out of the mask’s diagonal slits, even as the creature’s crimson claws curled around its wicked spear. The portal faded away as the monster’s long, iron-shod legs stepped onto the industrial floor. “Stay -- stay back!” Takanuva cried, brandishing his sceptre. The creature gave a smirk, and vanished a split-second before the weapon would have connected -- only to reappear behind the Toa, curling its claws around his neck. Takanuva’s mask glowed, and the creature recoiled, hissing. “Ha! What kind of shadow creature dares to challenge the world’s only Toa of Light?” he grinned, turning to face his opponent. “One with powers beyond your imagining,” the creature replied. “Care for a demonstration?” In an instant, Takanuva was flung to the ground, and stayed there -- the very floor seemed to have seized him with an intangible power, dragging him closer and closer. The world around him went dark and cold and silent -- the smog replaced by shadow, the industrial sounds of Xia wiped from his perception. Only Takanuva, slowly sinking into the floor, and the purple-garbed monster before him remained. Utter terror gripped his heart as the creature spread its arms wide, exulting in its domination. The hero of light cannot stand against a lord of darkness! it crowed, its sinister voice slicing through his mind. Know this, Takanuva. I have found you, fought you, infinite times in infinite universes. Several dozen of you are my captives and servitors. Indeed, it has almost become a chore. Takanuva groaned, trying to resist, but his body was so held in the clutches of gravity that the stone began to crumble beneath him. The creature’s fell influence struck at his heart, inspiring a crescendo of fear. Before I add you to my collection, I shall give you the satisfaction of knowing who it was that defeated you, the creature cackled. As Takanuva watched, the creature brought its claws to its chest, which now glowed with an unearthly orange light -- and its hand sank through its armour, grabbed hold of something, and began to draw it out. Know, then, Toa Takanuva, you were defeated by the lord of Destral, Makuta Tridax! This name is your doom... and this name is your destiny. Darkness, fear, silence, and gravity overwhelmed the Toa at last, and his vision sank into utter blackness. This was a merciful development, for he never saw as Tridax drew out a squirming, slimy thing from his chest, a sphere of fangs and fins -- and set its mouth upon the Toa’s chestplate. With a horrifying noise, Takanuva’s golden energy began to leak from his body, seeping into the creature, which gorged itself. Golden armour turned to black, white to grey, as Tridax looked on approvingly. Another one for the legion, the Makuta grinned to himself. And thus was won the Destiny War... Review Topic
  3. A Karda Nui-themed MOC I made. This will be sent to Brickfair VA for the Karda Nui theme. Comments and criticism appreciated.
  4. Finally finished with one of my main MOCs I'm sending to Brickfair Virginia to join the Karda Nui display. Also my entry to the July Flickr contest. ^ Links to Flickr Gallery ^ Krika is one of my favorite characters in Bionicle. Though for most of the story (well, the few months we knew him), he seemed like a typical cruel Makuta bent on the Toa's destruction. Then, at the last second, he tries to redeem himself with Gali with one of the more interesting conversations in the latter years of Bionicle. Not only does that make his character more interesting, but also provides some secret insights into the Makuta culture in his final moments. Still, his set wasn't great. It definitely had a more unique shape than most, but lacked posability and complexity. And I have no idea what Lego was thinking when they used those spiky pieces for the back legs. They're great pieces and all, but they don't blend with the general aesthetic of spiny ridges the rest of his armor has. Of course, I fixed that, and a few other things, making him more insect-like and more like something you would expect to crawl out of a mutagenic swamp. This creation was based on a drawing I did a while ago (you also get a preview of the terrible WIP and the Vamprah revamp I didn't get to), continuing my style of basing my designs on Bionicle art. As always, comment, critique, and enjoy!
  5. Not quite sure if this should be here or in S&T, so forum leaders, whoever they may be, please feel free to move this if necessary. So, in the Original/Cancelled Storylines topic in S&T, someone said about how after 07, instead of Matoro sacrificing himself with the Ignika, the Inika were originally intended to do the whole Karda Nui battle arc thingy in order to save Mata Nui's life, and what I'm asking is, would you have preferred 08 to have the Inika again in different forms, or are you happy with the what we actually got? Here's the link to the aforementioned topic: http://www.bzpower.com/board/topic/13109-originalcancelled-storylines/
  6. Posting for Chro. You know what? I'll join in on this one and claim a spot myself. I've never played Mafia before, but it seems like a lot of fun.
  7. A Toa of Light, turned to Shadow. Originally, Xiroc was an ordinary Av-Matoran in Karda Nui. When the Makuta invaded, however, he became a Toa, and was trained as a sniper. However, soon into the fight, he killed a Shadow Matoran, and was exiled from the forces. Enraged, he turned to Makuta - who was unaware that he killed a Shadow Matoran - gaining the element of shadow. He fought as a Makuta sniper in of Karda Nui, fighting the toa and seeking revenge on those who exiled him. That backstory was't great, I know. I must say, I believe this to be one of my best mocs. It will most likely be displayed at several of the remaining Lego conventions this year, including Brickfair VA. Sorry about the bad pics. Thanks for the mask, JMJ. Feedback appreciated.
  8. Art Vandelay

    Tanma

    I was looking through all my old artwork, and I discovered a few drawings I did of Bionicles. One of them was a pencil drawing of Tanma from 2008 in all his Av-Toran glory. Link.Please link to images larger than 500 kB. - B6 Here is the link to the rest of the pictures of the drawing in my Brickshelf gallery. http://www.brickshelf.com/cgi-bin/gallery.cgi?f=529053 So what do you guys think? I personally think it was good, but I could do a much superior job now. It definitely needs more shading.
  9. In The Final Battle, Makuta Mutran is on the verge of figuring it out how to control the storm going on in the heart of Karda Nui. He is vaporized just before he announces his discovery. I now believe that I have found it. Could Mutran simply have invoked his Makuta power over weather control to control the storm? Is this, in you, the reader's opinion, plausible? X-Ray
  10. “Vospula, what are you doing?”The query was a sharp, angry hiss that drilled into her ears immediately, and the Av-Matoran knew instinctively that though the tone was hostile, this was no enemy, nor was it someone who sought to do her harm in any way. No, this was just another Av-Matoran. Just another stupid, scared Av-Matoran who thought he knew better than everyone else did. Well, she would show him, just wait…“What does it look like I’m doing, jumping rope?” she replied scathingly, ducking underneath an improvised warning sign: the lettering was written suspiciously in what looked like blood layered over wood.“It looks like you’re trying to climb over the Lightvine!” hissed Merkan, the Av-Matoran who had discovered her; as he drew closer, Vospula could see him clearly reflected inside the soft, enveloping glow of the plant. He was a tall, gaunt looking, alabaster Av-Matoran with red stripes running up and down his body, generally assigned to guard duty by the elders due to his…specific…set of skills. Merkan’s prowess as a warrior was almost as renowned as his cruelty towards the servants of darkness; these servants could range from Makuta to their minions to even disloyal Av-Matoran. He was not someone, Vospula knew, someone that should be trifled with. She had heard the rumors, after all: most of the ones who didn’t know Merkan’s reputation ended up dead or in a medical hut, barely recognizable as anything that was once sentient. “You do know that the Makuta could be out patrolling as we speak, don’t you? This village is a sanctuary, and you taking nighttime strolls is not doing that reputation any favors!”Had she not been so close to the Lightvine, had her outline not been so clearly visible to the guard, Vospula would have scoffed and rolled her eyes. As it was, her body tensed, her fists clenched; she seemed to be readying herself for a fight that both Matoran knew could very well happen. Merkan was standing a fair distance away from the plant, however, shielding his eyes with his hands so as to see her better.“I just need some me time,” she said back, rather more calmly than she intended to sound. “My legs are beginning to fold in upon themselves after being constricted in between these vines so long. It’s impossible to properly let them stretch while confined to the village.”The smoke was almost boiling out of Merkan’s ears as he took in every word she spoke: Vospula could almost see the possible responses flitting through his irises, the bitingly sarcastic or cruel comebacks that she knew he was so used to spitting in the same manner that a Doom Viper spits venom at its foe, waiting for the moment that it can swoop in and wrap itself around its disabled enemy and begin to squeeze the life out of it…“I can’t legally let you go,” he snarled finally, which was not what Vospula expected; at most, the guard would have normally spat threats of dismemberment or imprisonment at her, as was typical of the village guards since the Makuta invaded Karda Nui, but hey. She wasn’t complaining. “But since you annoy me, and you risking yourself out there with the Makuta is an appealing prospect…have a pleasant night.”Merkan gave a bitter smirk – now that was more like him – and began to walk away from Vospula and the Lightvine, and she turned as well, rubbing her hands in glee: she could finally go outside, finally take a walk for herself, allow herself to escape the claustrophobic tendrils of village life for just one night. It had been her dream for months now, and she had to pinch herself once or twice to make sure it wasn’t some kind of sleep-induced hallucination. But no. It wasn’t. She was going outside at last.Slowly, almost timidly, Vospula put one foot over the Lightvine, and immediately, her left leg felt relieved, as though if it had been filled with lead before the vine had drained it out of her system. Reveling in her own internal ecstasy, she stepped over the plant with her other leg; immediately, though she felt truly alive and excited, the warmth of the Lightvine seemed to fade and die, though its glow was still as bright and beautiful as ever. Already, she could feel the darkness creeping through her very being, robbing her of her innate light and beauty. Eager to escape this feeling, she began to take steps away from the village and began to explore the surrounding area.It was easy to lose track of time during the bleak Karda Nui nights, and after what could have only been several hours, Vospula finally decided that it was time to find her way back towards Karda Nui…somehow. Without a Lightvine to help navigate her, or any other source of light beyond her rudimentary Lightstone, the Av-Matoran was totally and completely lost, and for the first time, a flitter of regret passed through her.Maybe this wasn’t the best of ideas…Her musings were cut short as she tripped and stumbled over something cold and hard, and only her quick reflexes managed to help her grab on to it and stop herself from busting her face on the cold, hard ground. Almost immediately, she knew something was wrong. The object, though hardened and chilled by days of exposure to the elements, still felt vaguely…familiar. Sickeningly familiar.Screaming, Vospula realized that it was the blood-stained, mutilated body of Merkan, his face contorted in a final look of righteous fury. Taking her lighstone and lifting it, she immediately realized what had happened: Merkan had been dead for days. The Merkan in the village, the Merkan everyone thought they knew, was some kind of servant of Makuta – no, perhaps even a Makuta itself – was in the village right now, watching and scheming and waiting for the time to strike…A cold, harsh laugh, like the sounds of Rahi fighting each other for dominance over their pack, began to reach Vospula’s ears, and as she spun, she thought she saw a shadow that didn’t seem to blend quite right with the black curtain the night sky cast over the Karda Nui landscape. Vospula suddenly realized she had been tricked, and as she saw the shadow move again, she turned on her heel and began to sprint. ***** Well, basically, this was a spur of the moment story idea that I got this afternoon and wanted to experiment with: the concept was about going beyond the boundaries of something and learning the consequences of pushing against those boundaries. I'll leave it to you, the reader, to decide how well I did. As always, I do this for you. Much love! -Teezy
  11. Quick question:Why is Mata Nui's heart in his tummy? It's a heart, and supposed to be in his chest, not his stomach. Just wondering if anyone could give some clarification. Sorry if it's annoying.~Tobi
  12. Sorry if I've forgotten something completely obvious, but I don't recall the flying vehicles that the Toa used in Karda Nui meeting a demise. Is it possible that the Toa or Matoran could use them on Spherus Magna? If so, what would they be fueled by?
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