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IC: [Septimus]The Plasma Matoran nodded slowly, before running after his companion.

IC: [Naona/Stronin]Naona turned to face the direction of Po-Koro, gesturing to the group to follow her. Before they could react, she quickly began to walk off, leaving them to try and catch up."Let's not keep her waiting," Stronin said cheerfully, before sprinting after the Stone Toa, dragging Alex along the ground as he did.

IC: [Arkrak]After walking in circles for a long time, Arkrak soon found his way to a small building, which seemed to be the office of Dark C Investigations, according to the sign at least. For some strange reason, the Toa decided to go in, possibly because of curiosity, or possibly because he was really bored and the hut seemed interesting.OOC: Okay TDC, time for you to hire a new employee.

IC: [Rannin]Although he had visited the village before in the past, Rannin had not actually found any places that provided food, which meant that he was rather lost and very, very hungry. His stomach seemed to grumble in anger as if demanding nourishment, meaning that he had to find a pub soon, or he'd probably collapse.A small crick in his shoulders caused the Iron Toa to grimace. It seemed as if he had to adjust his arm again. With a small application of his powers, he removed all the metal that had been weaved into the arm, hissing at the painful procedure. Several people around him stopped and stared at him, more specifically, the disfigured and twisted thing that used to be his arm. Grunting, he applied his power again, and began to slowly weave bands of metal into the flesh."Now to find some food," he muttered, having successfully fixed his arm.A quick survey of the area produced no results, so he decided to ask people for directions, more specifically, the small group in front of him."Do you know where the closest bar is?" he asked as he walked over to them.OOC: That's Hau and co.

3/5Seen you somewhere before.

Carpe Diem: Seize the day with an avian that is obsessed with music.

I am feeling rather melancholic today. Why exactly? It's because of the fact that some of the shows I watch are somewhat girlish, and I feel rather, how do you explain it? Oh yeah... UNMANLY. The reason for this is because I've been focusing on watching three shows, the Lyrical Nanoha franchise, K-On, and, well, My Little Pony. All three of them are slightly girly shows. Lyrical Nanoha is, in essence, a magical girl show. Yes, magical girls. Except Nanoha has access to giant laser beams, a starship and sidekicks who are actually useful. It takes more of a sci-fi slant after the third season though, so it technically isn't a magical girl series anymore, but I still feel slightly unmanly while watching it. K-On is a show about schoolgirls forming a band. You can see why I feel unmanly watching it. Despite the fact that I watch My Little Pony, I am not obsessed with it. One can technically categorise me as a brony, along with several of my schoolmates. The fact that we, thirteen year old boys, are watching a show about magical anthropomorphic ponies, is somewhat disturbing. I'm pretty sure I watch it for the memes. Anyway, MLP would probably be slightly more awesome if all the ponies were replaced with schoolgirls and the series was turned into a fantasy slice-of-life comedy. It does somewhat fit. I still feel unmanly though.

I'll stay here until BZPower collapses into the void of the Internet.

IC: [Rannin]Ta-Koro. It had been a long time since he had visited the fortress village, so long ago that he could not truly remember how to sneak in without getting caught. However, this time Rannin was going in legally, merely because he felt as if his actions long ago weren't worth the trouble if one could simply get in via the gates as long as they had not done anything wrong."Hey you there!" a guard shouted out, addressing him. "Aren't you..."The Ta-Matoran was cut off by him turning around, crimson eyes staring intently at the guard. Gulping in fear, possibly because of the coldness behind the eyes, the Matoran slowly took a step back."Sorry, mistook you for someone else."Rannin did not respond to the statement, and turned around, continuing his trek into the village.OOC: Rannin open for interaction.

Even though this may not count, McDonalds in Australia gave us free legitimate Yugioh cards with our Happy Meals.I got a White-Horned Dragon or something. He is now my flagship card.If you want random, then I found a Crobat Pokemon Card on the ground while walking home from school once.

IC: [Naona]The stone Naona was magnetised to crumbled into pieces with a simple application of her power. She rather disliked people who resisted arrest, especially if they had the gall to attack her. But upon hearing that one of her targets had been injured, she decided to leave the 'beat laws into head' action until later."There is an infirmary at the guardsmen headquarters," she said. "He can get medical treatment there."

Wait a moment...Does that mean the Autotoabots are the Metrutronian equivalent to Communist Revolutionaries then? Explains the red symbol though.

As one can see from my current profile picture/avatar, I am now a fan of one of the most awesome games ever, Elite Beat Agents. For those who don't know what it is, EBA is the Western counterpart to a Japanese game known as Ouendan. It is a rhythm game for the Nintendo DS which features secret agents (a cheer squad in the Japanese version) that dance to music to help people. And it is awesome. Why is it awesome? Because there aren't really any other games in which you save the world by dancing to a Rolling Stones song. Anyway, there isn't really anything else to say other than I LOVE EXPLOSIONS! *cue mushroom cloud rising up behind me* -Hubert.

IC: [Septimus]Despite being somewhat paranoid of random people, Septimus was pretty sure that his companion had good intentions in mind. Probably because of the fact that Salvinn had saved him, which was a plus in his book."Sure," he replied cheerfully. "But you don't really need to pay for me."

Ah yes, Blitzran the triple-changer guy. The robot with the stereotypical German/Eastern European/Russian accent. Wait, Metrutron has a Tsarist Russia equivalent?

OOC: No worries.IC: [Septimus]Septimus poked his head out of a bush at the sound of his saviour's voice. During the hour in which the Vortixx had been sleeping, he had gone off into the swampland to find something to eat, despite the fact that it was nearing night, which meant that the mutant Rahi of the Isles would soon awaken and begin their search for prey. However, he was fortunate to not have encountered any of them, and had managed to somehow cut a small bird down in mid flight with his shortsword."Yes I am," the Plasma Matoran replied, walking over to the centre of the clearing where Salvinn was sitting. "But anyway, you hungry?"He held out part of the rahi which he killed, waiting for his companion to respond.

It's a quadro-triticale Cadias.Anyway, I see that Zaphos and I have appeared again. Your puny costumes can not stand against the might of the God of Destruction, GAOGAIGAR!!!MWAHAHAHAH!Got a bit carried away there, but anyway...Another great chapter, and I can't really see any spelling or grammar errors.

Hmm...Lewa with a Krana?

A rather sesquipedalian story you have here. Luckily, despite the fact that it uses loads of complicated words, I managed to survive through it. Reading Shakespeare's plays give people a +10 to reading skill.Anyway, the only criticism I have about this is the fact that they aren't doing anything of much importance. It reads too much like one of the random conversations I have with my companions. There is absolutely no plot, and yet I still enjoyed it.To summarise my feelings on this, I will merely say: It was awesome.

A field of darkness.

3/5.I think I've seen you somewhere before...

IC: [Naona/Stronin]The Toa of Iron nodded, and was about to drag his former drinking companion through the desert when someone tapped him on the shoulder. Assuming it was Henkka, Stronin was about to say something about not wanting to be infected with craziness when he saw that it was Naona."You do realise that all three of you are still under arrest?" she asked, raising a metaphorical eyebrow.Stronin gulped, having just remembered the fact. Wanting to foist the responsibility of explaining why they were walking away, he decided to randomly point to Henkka."He can explain," he said quickly.

By this you mean that the United States bought Alaska from the Russians at two cents per acre. Telly. With a 'y'.Anyway, another good chapter. A bit two much dialogue, but that's okay.

IC: [Stronin]Despite having decided that his companions were probably insane, Stronin wondered if he could foist them on Naona in return for being released, for returning the crazies to the asylum was one of the top priorities of the guardsmen. However, he decided to leave that until they got back to the surface."Sure," he said, shrugging before grabbing Alex's other side.

IC: [Stronin]Upon hearing Henkka's words, Stronin mentally groaned. It was just his luck to get involved with people who possibly belonged in an asylum, seeing that they seemed to believe that time travel actually existed. However, luckily for him, the two were currently deep in discussion with each other, despite having been fighting minutes before."Okay," he said, pulling himself out of the rubble. "Time for you guys to head back to the asylum. I can help you guys go back if you don't know the directions, but I'll need to get a drink first."Despite these words, there was a small part of him that believed that they were telling the truth, if only so they could explain why he kept on dreaming about being stabbed through the chest by a spear.