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It looks like an amazing set - a bit expensive for my tastes, however. It does look like a great set, though, supplying dozens of great parts.

I myself don't see it working, considering the past LEGO movies made (i.e. BIONICLE movies). There's a longshot of it being successful, and a very probable chance of it being a waste of money and time. Besides, Hero Factory's fanbase, although large, isn't that big to actually attract a crowd of movie-goers.And, not to be too cynical, but Hollywood has a reputation of overdramatizing the rumors they hear and turn them into facts. This reporter could just as well trying to grab attention, attempting to sell a big story that could either be accurate or an enormous lie concocted to start rumors. The media tends to simply stir the cauldron by creating these stories - perhaps this could be in the making, but the deal hasn't even been finalized yet to make this fact.My advice? Don't get your hopes up. I'd assume rather wait until we actually hear this deal officially confirmed in a press release including a statement from LEGO saying the movie will be made.

Happy birthday! ^^

Ranger's Apprentice Book 9: Halt's Peril. Probably one of the most thrilling books of this series I've read. Working on Gone With The Wind now.

DISCLAIMER: The song in this story which the dancer also dances to, "Alice", belongs to Avril Lavigne.DEDICATION: I hereby dedicate this story to a friend of mine - she is a very dedicated dancer, and I think of her as a rolemodel, as I am a dancer myself. I wish her good luck in her dancing, and would like to say that she is one of the nicest, most talented dancers I have ever had the fortune to know.

She wore a baby doll –esque dress, falling down to her knees. The colors of it were bright orange, white, and a bright pink. It was held up with one, white-colored strap – she wore fuchsia-pink tights, with white dancing shoes. The outfit had a ripped-look to it, but that was the design of it. A small piece of the outfit was around her arm, tied around it and dangling – her hair was slicked back into a bun, dark brown in color. She threw herself into the movement, her feet spread wide, bending herself downward to sweep the floor with her hands. She ran her hands up her left leg, viewing behind her, a somber yet placid expression being her umbrella. She stepped one foot back, throwing herself backwards but maintaining her position. Her arms were extended slightly outward but still downward, not in any particular position.She sauntered with pointed toes to her right, slowly extending her arms out in front of her, crossing them at her wrists and bending her head down into the open diamond-like positioning. As a guitar string was struck in the music, she began to bend backwards until she was completely straight again, but her hands gestured in a defensive mannerism, as if pushing away the world around her. Sweeping her foot back behind her, she lowered her arms once more.She swept them backwards once again until they were over her head, and once they were in this position, she raised her left leg until her foot, pointed, touched her knee. She lowered her arms once again, her left foot motioning towards the floor with the movement. Extending her arms wide until they were both facing one direction, she brushed them once again in the opposite direction this time.In this exact movement, she stood up on pointed feet and spun around at a rapid pace, raising her left leg again to her knee with her arms up above her. She lowered her heels to the ground, arms almost dangling beside her. Her knees bent down as she reached to brush her right hand to the black, slightly scuffed flooring. Standing up once again, she rolled her back and her head to her right and all the way to her left in a head-roll movement.Raising her right arm, she extended it out in front of her, bent slightly with her hand looking as if she was pushing something away, invisible to the eye. She watched it carefully, and then lowered it as she lengthened her left leg in a way, letting it point until it touched the floor. She let her right foot push the left foot out until it looked like a skip, but the right foot stayed tucked underneath the left foot in the miniature jump.

She spun around after this ‘skip’, a second time again, her dressing flowing with the movement. This time her left leg brushed the floor and was tucked away behind her right leg. Spreading her feet out, she performed a movement with her arms: The right arm was pointed up but was bent, while the left arm tucked the hand underneath the right elbow. Her hands were clenched in fists in this movement, lowering the arms as if driving the elbow and hand into an invisible platform in front of her.She drew her right arm back, and then pushed a level of air down with her hands, swishing her right arm in front of her eyes. She raised her right knee, pushing it down with both hands and then spun around to her left, where she then looked like she was bending her knees to touch the ground but didn’t. She spun around once again, crouching for a moment and spinning once again. After this third spin, she crouched down, facing front, and then stood and walked two steps backwards.

Raising her right knee, she ‘pushed’ it down again, repeating this move again but repeating it with the left knee this time. She pressed her right knee again, this time it bent down and touched the scuffed black, mat-like flooring. After this she spread her legs wide, turning them out and bending both knees until the legs were pointing in opposite directions. Turning the left leg towards the right knee’s direction, she stood up performed a ‘fan kick’, or raising her right leg as far up as she could to the right and then the left, lowering it in front of the left leg, but it was still pointing straight as the foot touched the ground.Skipping once again, she reached another part of the stage, spreading her legs wide again and sweeping downward with her hands to touch the flooring, but bending her right leg back and letting the right hand touched the flexed right foot. Quickly strolling to her left, she put her right foot forward, bending her torso backwards with her left arm hanging behind her and her right arm extended in front of her. She stayed frozen when the music stopped for a brief second.Waltzing across all the way to the left with arms sweeping together simultaneously in perfect rhythm with her legs, she did this until she went all the way back around to a back right part of the stage. She spun in mid-run and raised her right arm and right leg in a small jump, and continued the previous movement across the stage.

She leaped across the stage, arms extended in front of her with one leg raised high behind her – the next leap involved her heads together but elbows pointed outward, her right knee bent in the leap and the left leg pointing backwards. She slowed herself down to let her foot sweep around her as if drawing an invisible circle with her pointed toe. She stopped it once completing this circle, and bowed her head downward from right to left.When coming up from this bow, she performed another fan kick with her right leg, stepping her left forward then back after this. She performed a leap backwards, with her right foot supporting her while the left leg kicked back. Skipping once again until she faced forward again, she kicked the right leg forward, her arms extended behind her. Stopping herself, she waited for a moment, and then performed a pirouette, her hands clasped together above her head while the left leg was bent behind her.After this, she flexed her right foot, letting it hover above the floor to her side while she spun with just the heel of her left foot. Stepping backwards to steps, she jerked herself forward slightly, extending the left leg to her left side. Spinning once again, she performed another ‘skip’, and let her left leg kick high in front of her while she viewed the ground behind her, head bowed. When the left foot touched the ground, she bent down, kicking both legs back and supporting herself with her hands.Her body swiveled around until she was looking up at the spotlights above her, standing up as she pushed herself upward with her hands. Sauntering to a center point on the stage, she slowed her pace down until she reached a satisfactory point where she could stop and prepare herself for the next move.

She dropped herself immediately into a right split, one arm up and the other one touching the floor as she retracted her legs until they were together, underneath the weight of her torso as she bowed her head down until her nose touched the flooring. She lifted her head up, wiping her nose as if trying to wipe away invisible tears. Her head bowed slightly and she lifted it with her hand, putting it under her chin to raise it higher.She extended her left leg to face her side, bending the knee until the top part of her foot was curled up flat while the other leg was supported by the knee and bottom part of her leg. She lowered it and swept the legs around until they pointed outward, straight as she let one leg cross over the other. The dancer then raised them high – still sitting on the floor – and let them cross over until they faced her side instead. She bent her right leg until the foot was pointing behind her, while the left leg she kicked upward. She crossed them once again, bending down to touch her head to her knees and then leaning backwards until she rolled. Halfway into the roll she extending both legs outward, keeping from losing balance by pushing her hands against the floor. She flattened herself against the black dance floor, although not letting herself touch it. She still balanced herself with her hands – eventually she pulled her legs in until they were underneath her body once again.Maintaining balance, she touched her hands to the floor, and curled her toes up until they were flat against the floor. Slowly she began to stand, her feet still curled while supporting her weight. She stood tall, doing the move with such precision that it looked effortless, not difficult. Her left arm was extended above her, the right arm looking as if it were trying to reach towards an object in the air.

Performing the ‘skips’ across the stage once again, she raised her right leg after the first skip, and then the left after the second. She performed a pirouette, quickly raising her arms to her left after it, only to lower them to the floor, bending down to reach for the ground. She let her right arm push forward and retract back, and the dancer repeated this move another time while keeping the left arm stationary. She stood on pointed feet, jumping in midair while her feet were still pointed, and landed on them flat. The right foot immediately went up to her knee, and she took a step or two backwards after lowering it to prepare herself for the next move.She performed a small spin after the previous move, lowering herself to the ground until her back was against the black mat flooring, her knees bent in front of her. She raised both feet and turned herself around about 90 degrees until both legs were pointing straight up in the air – crossing them twice until each leg had crossed over the other, she stood up quickly, turning herself around 180 degrees to face front. She stepped forward and then backwards and forward again, ready for the next set of fast dance moves.Spinning, she raised the right leg until it was slightly bent, swiveling herself around until it was facing in front of her instead of behind her. She spun around another 180 degrees, her left leg this time bent behind her. She stood in one place for a moment, hopping and extending her right leg out behind her with her hands clasped together in front of her. She prepared herself for the final part of the dance, ‘skipping’ to the left back corner of the stage.

She repeated two leaps that she had performed earlier in the dance, until she controlled her momentum and stopped herself at a point on stage. Sweeping her left leg around, foot pointed, she performed a full 360 degree spin with the left leg extended. She did a basic head roll, except leaning forward with it to make a fuller effect. As her head came up, she presented a fan kick – stepping backwards, she repeated two backwards leaps that were presented before. Performing yet another pirouette with the back leg slightly bent behind her and arms raised, she stopped after the full spin, right foot flexed as she spun with the heel of her left foot. After this, she curved her right arm above her into an ovular shape, while her left arm was twisted with the palm facing upward. Sweeping her right arm into a full circle, she extended it in a diagonal direction while her left leg kicked upward, straight with her foot pointed, her head bent to her right and almost touching the shoulder. She repeated this same set of movements but this time in the opposite direction. At the end of this, she bent her left knee slightly, and then lowered it to the ground.She jerked herself forward, head tilted to her right as she extended her arms out in front of her. Raising herself, she curved her left arm above her, right leg bent behind her. She repeated this but without the arm gesture, and instead simply bent each leg in front of her. Her face became somber and expressing sadness, as she stepped to face to her right. She then faced outward, mouth slightly opened as if begging, about to cry. Sad, she spread her arms wide, brows furrowed as she slowly began to lower herself to the ground.Left leg sideways in front and right leg sideways behind her, she sat herself down in this position, her hands touching the floor right in front of her as she looked as if she was sulking, pushing her head almost to the ground while in the act of looking like she was crying. Her nose touched the ground, bowing her head as the music began to die away. She then let her arms become straight as she raised herself, looking upward slightly, and began to stand. Slowly, pointing her feet and letting the toe touch and then the heel with each step, she gracefully exited the stage, her head bowed as she left. The answer to the dance was a loud round of applause from her audience, a round of applause that echoed throughout the auditorium, dying and fading slowly a minute or two after the performance. She had deserved every second of applause.

Not a big fan of the song myself, but I thought the sound of it fit with the dance I had planned to describe in the story. I realize this probably has several errors in it, including the repetition of words, but I was mainly focusing on the actual image of the dance I wished to create in the imagination of the reader. Call it overly-descriptive, but that is the whole point: I tried to give as much detail to the reader as possible, to imagine it so clearly in their minds they imagined they were there, watching it performed on stage.I would appreciate any comments on this story. Thank you for reading.

Well, my request has something to do with the discussion at hand.Danger CloseReview TopicNo. Chapters: 21My last review from the ECC was when I reposted the first four chapters of my epic, I'm pretty sure, which was back in November. Since then, I've posted seventeen more chapters - I believe that would constitute as a substantial amount of work. If it can't be reviewed, perfectly fine; if it can, I'll be patiently awaiting my review.Thank you.

Thanks for reading, TNTOS, and thanks for pointing out the mistakes. Might not be able to make those edits for awhile, but I'll check them out ASAP. :)And drum roll please! Heeeeeeeeeeere's a new chapter! =D

Attempting to digest that information was harder than jumping over a Muaka – trying to survive hearing that was too painful for her. Because of the pressure of the battle, Tikiani ran. There was still more she had to ask; gritting her teeth, she continued to pin her old comrade to the thick hedge, her elbow digging rather painfully into the back of the psionics-Toa. Tikiani groaned for a moment, but refrained from crying out in any form of pain to reveal a weakness.“You’re telling me,” Talin began, calm at first. Her voice deepened to a hateful, unremorseful tone, loud. “That you left, just because the battle was pressuring you? For Karzhani’s sake, Tikiani, there are a heck of a lot more reasons for you to stay than to leave. You had almost a dozen people that admired your skill on the battlefield, and you threw all that away because you were under pressure? We face pressure every day of our lives!”As she yelled at her former friend, she dug her elbow deeper into the back of our opponent. This wasn’t as friendly as she had hoped it to be. As opposed to her trying to convince her to rejoin the team, it had become smashing fences violently, contradictory to mending them in this case. Tikiani kicked and struggled, until finally one of her kicks struck home and hit Talin hard in the leg. Talin quickly grabbed the longbow and quiver Tikiani had on her back before falling to the ground. Because Tikiani was not one to run away from a battle, she engaged her mask power, turning invisible in an instant. Fortunately for Talin, not silenced.Having already prepared to launch an arrow, Talin took a defensive position, listening as she stayed silent. Thank Mata-Nui I let Nagii teach me a few of the basic ESD arts, she thought. Keeping a completely still position but having the ability to move fast in less than a second gave her the advantage: By not making a single sound, she was not fooled by her own noise but could attune her hearing to listen for all sounds around her, more intent on hearing the noise of Tikiani moving. The noise she heard next gave the Toa of Psionics’s position away as if on cue.A twig snapped in two behind her. Talin spun around and had aimed for where she hoped was the lower-half of Tikiani’s leg. She heard the sound of the bow retract, the snapping of the bowstring and the arrow whiz through the fresh morning air. She heard a brief cry of pain, and knew it had hit home. Tikiani had become visible – she was lying on the ground, with little blood seeping from where the arrow had hit just above her ankle with the impact of a thick iron needle being thrust into her leg.With little regret for her actions, Talin smiled. Though realizing she was no better than the enemy, she knew it was a bittersweet sort of pain Tikiani was experiencing at that moment. A pain which she deserved.

The sea’s waves crashed on the sand, harder than ever. As if echoing in the windmills of his mind to wake him, Jilin’s conscious was roused by the sound of the sea’s destructive force of the waves against the beaches. He was bound by cloth, and knew it would be an easy task to penetrate it. With all his might, he used his elemental power to his advantage and watched as the cloth around his hands, feet, and legs burned to ashes. He grinned evilly. He viewed his comrades, bound by the cloth, too. He stepped over to Kuhi, Alyssia, and Spira and removed the cloth with ease, tapping each of them on the shoulder to wake them.He decided to wait a moment before bothering them further. He had a rather unsightly incident in years previous when attempting to wake any of his comrades, all of them including a knife to the throat. He looked towards the beaches – Charlie-Delta was on the beaches, fighting with some of Uzian’s followers. WE could possibly be nowhere in sight – possibly because Nagii’s tactics of stealth were unfaultable. It was up until this point that he started to use them when he caught sight of a feminine figure standing on the cliff’s edge.Another one of his, he thought, repulsed. By this time he had taken his broadsword in hand, and upon extending it outward, he watched as a rope of fire launched forth, almost as if lassoing the figure in front of him. Wickedly he smiled, happy to see the mercenary trapped just as he had been. Except, move an inch and you’ll be burned to a crisp.Although having this mercenary held in her position, next was to deal with the two figures he saw scaling the pinnacle of rock, close to the top of the cliff. He watched suddenly as a chunk of stone landed in their direction – in the morning light, he saw the ruby-armored being pull his comrade to their right to avoid the devastating boulder. Jilin turned around to see Kuhi, grinning as he rained boulder after boulder in the direction of the two climbers, watching as each rock plummeted downward towards the scrambling mercenaries. Eventually it came to the point where it was useless to send anymore rocks down toward them, as they had dodged each stone boulder that came their way. But there was no time for this it seemed – something else had caught his eye.On the blue and pink horizon, Jilin saw the silhouette of a fiery-red bird flying towards the cliff. Although it did not pose a threat at first, he watched as it flew closer and closer, until it was a mere few thirty or fifty feet from his location. It dive-bombed towards him, and when it touched the ground, it transformed quickly into the shape of a Toa, with emerald and black armor – apparently another of Uzian’s mercenaries.He has everybody work for him, doesn’t he? Jilin grumbled to himself in his mind. Grunting, he controlled the rope of fire around Civyl and rather forcefully flung it – with her still in it – behind him, the fire disappearing with his broadsword still in his hand. The fire-Toa heard her hit the ground hard behind him. At least that technique was useful, he thought to himself. Now to deal with the mercenary.He shuffled his feet, as if getting into a fighting position, and gripped his broadsword with his right hand. The Dark Hunter scoffed at his actions. “Is this some sort of swordfight to you?” the Dark Hunter ridiculed. The voice surprised him as he realized it was another female mercenary. “Because trust me, I don’t fight with a sword.” As Colorn said these words, her form distorted, until it changed to that snake.She slithered across the ground, black with dark green stripes across her new body. The beady eyes of the snake watched Jilin, as if she were taunting him, toying with his every action and acting with unpredictable movements. In an act of defiance, he thrust his sword downward, barely centimeters from slicing the snake in half. She reacted quickly, hissing in response. She revealed her sharp, dagger-like teeth to Jilin, showing him what she could do to him with a proper venomous bite. Rising upward, she rushed forward with an unbelievable speed, almost biting him in his left arm. He dodged it by leaning his whole body to the right, trying not to fall to the ground at the same time.She’s fast, but I’m quicker, he thought.

The pain burned up through her right leg. She cried out in anguish, falling to the ground. The wind had been knocked out of her when she was hit by the steel-headed arrow, and upon loosing the strength of her legs to hold her up, she fell to the earth. It felt as if she had been hit by a wall of bricks. The ex-Toa groaned at the searing pain being shot through every fiber of her being. Although it was even more painful than what she was experiencing now, she loosened the arrow from her lower leg, slowly pulling it out. It felt as if trying to remove a seven-inch thorn from her leg.Tikiani eventually removed the arrow’s head from her leg. Viewing her wound, she realized it wasn’t necessarily deep, but the injury was causing her to loose blood at a rapid pace. She sighed, the anger going through her creating a rather strong flow of energy in her muscles. She glanced at her former comrade, and she bowed her head. She knew she deserved the pain she was going through now. The agony she was experiencing was remorse for what she did, and Talin’s understandable revenge for abandoning the Toa Rohan in their hour of need so long ago.She felt something she had not felt decades. “I deserve this,” Tikiani said bluntly. Her voice was sharp with regret and agony. She groaned again, this time in a higher pitched tone as she adjusted her position on the ground. “I’ve always deserved this. It just took this long for it to happen…to finally dawn on me.” There was a mixture of hurt, sorrow, sympathy, and an unremorseful attitude being revealed on Talin’s face. Her emotions seemed to seep through, despite her trying to hide them. It hurt like Karzhani for Talin to shoot her former best friend, not to forget see her admit something that was partially the truth – and an all and out lie.“You know that just as well as I do,” Talin answered, visibly upset at this point. “Who doesn’t know that is Uzian.” A plan was rather slowly being produced in her mind. Whether it would actually work was something she wasn’t entirely sure of – it was worth trying anything to attempt and win the battle at this point.

The ESD leader viewed the cliff-side with a cautious eye, and saw the battle taking place at that moment. Jilin was awake again at least, including Kuhi, Alyssia, and Spira. Perhaps they are safe now… she thought. Her own personal feelings encouraged her to rush forward and assist Jilin in the battle with the shape-shifting mercenary, but she knew she didn’t have a choice in the matter. It was cast her duty to the side and let her own feelings take over her system, or play it safe – the choice had already been made for her when the battle started.Besides, Jilin is a very strong fighter, the Matoran of Lightning thought. He is capable of defeating the mercenary himself. He is strong-suited in a defensive fighting style, so he should be perfectly capable of defending himself without my help. He has teammates with him anyhow if he needs assistance, or any form of protection. He’s clever anyhow, so why should he need any extra help?She shook the thoughts from her mind with ease. She needed to concentrate on the task at hand. Then a thought dawned on her. “Guys,” she began briskly, following Atuu at the quick running pace. “I’ve got an idea. Let’s split up into separate groups – Naizu and Atuu help CD at the beaches, while Stelt and I head to the cliff-side. That Miru of yours should help us, Stelt.” He nodded. They agreed rather quickly to the idea.“Alright,” she said, stopping. “At the count of three: One, two…three!” Stelt engaged his mask power, grabbing Nagii by the hand as the two silently levitated upward to the cliff side. Atuu and Naizu sped off towards the beaches at a rapid pace after them.When the edge of the cliff was in reach, both grasped the ledge with their hands. After a few seconds of rolling themselves over the ledge to be on the solid ground of the cliff, Nagii and Stelt, holding their weapons in hand – Stelt’s weapon was a spear with his elemental power enclosed in it, Nagii having over a dozen weapons with her, a large broadsword being her weapon of choice at that moment – prepared for the battle ongoing.Jilin was shuffling his feet, dodging a snake that was twisting and coiling itself, taunting him with vicious maneuvers. Alyssia, Kuhi, and Spira were in a confrontation with two beings Nagii quickly recognized: Fuzan and Silio, Uzian’s closest followers. Another person caught her eye she did not recognize, but had a feeling that her prediction was right. It had to be Irui, or whoever faked being Irui. She immediately jumped into Jilin’s battle.“Need some assistance?” she said. She felt extremely at ease around Jilin – no matter how cold, tough, and absolutely bitter she might be, him being around softened her attitude. She stepped this way and that, watching as the cold-blooded being hissed, as if preparing for something it wasn’t going to do.Nagii pulled off a maneuver which Colorn had not exactly anticipated: With lightning-fast speed, Nagii had thrust the sword forward, predicting the snake’s next movements as it dodged to its right. While evading this attack, Nagii basically juggled the sword into her left hand, and sliced across the snake’s skin. The attack hit home with ease, and the female mercenary shape-shifted into a form unfamiliar to all. It was her true self – an emerald-armored Vortixx, slender and tall, towering over Nagii. The contrasting forms were like comparing a shrimp to a giant with their differing heights.The injury was bright scarlet on her left arm. Colorn had dropped to her knees, her head bowed to the ground as if praying to Mata-Nui for forgiveness. If this was indeed what she was doing, Mata-Nui wasn’t going to be on her side of this battle. The blood trickled down her arm to the ground, little droplets of red bright as day on the earth. Nagii scoffed bitterly. A mercy plea to a higher power? she thought scornfully. She must be joking – no higher power is going to be saving her behind.

I'm thankful for living near one of the new ones opening, although it's a bit of a long drive just to go to a LEGO store, honestly. Still awesome, though.

Also, since having my avatar updated, my avatar looks as I described my BZPower counterpart. Thanks go to Taka Nuvia for drawing my BZP-self. :3

Sorry, but topics like these aren't allowed. ;)Otherwise? Hard to say. There have been a lot of things that have happened, the biggest being the upgrade on the forums.

Lying on a brick - it was a Cordak Blaster. I didn't dare touch it, honestly.

“What is it, Nagii?”She sighed, wrapping herself in the leaf suit tighter to keep warm in the winter landscape. The Matoran of Lightning took a look at everyone around her to confirm her prediction. The face which she presumed missing was indeed omitted from their group. She took a long, steely glance at Stelt, and the blue of her icy eyes glistened sorrow only the Toa of Sonics noticed in her pupils. But he made the same notice she had at that moment.“We have been betrayed,” she announced. Deep within she felt anger…she knew she should have seen it coming. A leak such as that is one that she should have been able to plug, able to notice when it came time to come to her attention. She blamed herself for the mistake, mentally beating herself angrily. Nagii gritted her teeth, attempting to put a stopper on the anger.Her predictions had been wrong at first – Naizu had not been their enemy after all. He was an ally most of all, for he was more trustworthy than Irui had been. It seemed less likely for him of the two to stay with them at this desperate hour of the battle to be fought.“We have to get out of here then,” Stelt eventually said. “Jilin didn’t answer us, so they’re in trouble, no doubt. We have to reach the Water Region – the question is, how can we get out of here fast?”The thought sent a blow to Nagii’s mind and heart. It stung throughout…he was endangered. Anger began to rapidly grow in her interior, and slowly her own needs began to take over her system. Again she gritted her teeth, clenching her fists tightly.No! she screamed to herself in her mind. I can’t let my own selfish needs take over my duty. I know I’d only endanger my comrades now if I tried to go and attempt saving him. He’ll be alright…deep down I know it. I can’t go now…She relaxed herself quickly. She wasn’t going to let anger cloud her vision, to let it throw off focus on the mission at hand. A thought now came to mind – the one thing that would help them now.“Give me the binoculars,” she said. Atuu handed a pair to her, and she hastened to look through them.Nagii looked carefully through the set of binoculars. The defense line which they were supposed to rendezvous with Alpha-Bravo at was at least a few meters from the AB’s positioning: A cliff-face in the Water Region that gave them a clear view of their situation. The climate control center which was at least a mile or two from Whiskey-Echo’s position had been set to full power now, for the blizzard conditions had lessened. She could see with more clarity through the binoculars now.She saw the defense line: Whoever the offender was had neglected the group of Matoran soldiers. They were still hidden in the small amount of forestry a few meters from the cliff-side. She viewed the cliff-side next. Standing on the cliff was a slightly tall, dark figure, unable to make out in the darkness. They turned around, viewing something on the ground. There was no telling who they were or what they were looking at, but Nagii could only guess that it was Irui. But upon closer examination, the figure in the dark was not at all built like Irui, but instead more feminine-looking.“Gentlemen,” Nagii began coldly and quietly. “We have found our woman.”A woman? Stelt shook his head at the thought. Could it be Tikiani? But he knew that it wasn’t possible. Indeed, Tikiani had been nearing the Water Region on her approach towards the island, but it was impossible that she could have possibly cleared at least a mile’s worth of distance in minutes to ambush the group.“As everybody is probably wondering,” she continued. “No, it is not Tikiani. The being does not resemble her at all. But she is indeed on their side.” She sighed for a moment. Out of all people, she could have been a true great among the team…had she not run away from her team, she would have been here, helping them in the battle now. But that was the past, and Tikiani had chosen that fate for herself.Atuu looked at each of them for a moment, and sighed. “It does not matter now who is on their side and who isn’t,” he said bitterly. “The significant point is that we need to get out of here. Now, the quickest way, if you could all bear with me…” He took a quick look at the ground – he took his spear from his back, wielding it as if it were a feather, and touched the icy tip to the ground.Shooting out in spikes were layers of ice, covering the ground with lightning-fast speed. At least forty to fifty feet of ice had covered the ground at that rate of speed; he stepped upon the ice, skating and sliding with control. Each of the members of the group watched him with awe, the exception being Nagii, who simply stared with crossed arms, shaking her head. A sly smile crossed her face still, despite her resentment towards his straightforward suggestion. What she more resented was the fact she didn’t think of it herself.“For those who aren’t skilled on the ice can be assisted by Stelt,” Atuu explained, rambling on as he skillfully skated across the silvery blue, glistening ice. “His Miru should easily levitate those who aren’t used to this way. Anybody who doesn’t want to take that route, follow me, please,”Nagii adjoined Atuu, while the rest followed quickly. Naizu followed speedily with Atuu, Nagii and Stelt close behind. Within minutes, the elevation lowered, ice continuously spreading as Atuu created it each step they took. They were lower to the ground having exited Kino Valley, and now harder to see in the darkness – it was only minutes that they reached the barrier, allowing them into the neighboring Water Region. It was at this point the temperature changed, and they would no longer be able to skate on the ice. Walking was their only form of transportation and crossing distances now.

Charlie-Delta had hit the beaches. Weapons in hand, they traveled silently up the shoreline. The cloaking devices had kept them unseen in the night. At least that didn’t malfunction too often, Tulya thought. She sighed. She was new to the battlefront – she was unlike her cohorts. She was native to a foreign land, far from Rohan. She never imagined to be a Toa…it is an honor to be part of a team like the Rohan.She shook away those thoughts. She watched around her carefully – her group was inching their way up the beaches, just as the team opposite them did. It was best that they followed the group instead of remaining stationary while they watched Uzian’s followers one by one approaching the beaches.Tulya heard an irregular sound of water – a splash, as if silenced for a moment but then whoever caused it gave up on the task. “What was that?” she whispered in the darkness. Silvian turned around. The Toa of Iron was distressed when he heard her whisper. He viewed the shore, and saw nothing.A repeat of the sound was triggered, and swiftly Watua searched behind them. There was a rush of wind, loud in their ears. They looked around again – suspicion and concern overwhelmed them. Another sound of water splashing came, until it came to the point that each readied their weapons. Within seconds from that moment, weapons clashed. The enemy had met them head-on, without any pause. Sword against sword, projectiles firing, elemental blasts flying off to the distance – all of it had triggered out of nowhere. They had been prepared for it, and that was the only hope they were riding on for their comrades.Watua’s featherweight katana slashed rapidly at the slender, female emerald figure in front of him – she had daggers darting at him, while he dodged them with difficulty. He watched as her form changed to an unfamiliar one; he gazed in awe as abruptly her figure distorted into that of a purple Nui-Jaga. He jumped back for a moment, and watched as she attempted to rush forward, about to launch venom. He somersaulted, making one strike towards her that would hit her head on, but the figure again distorted, returning to the previous form. The figure became indistinct once again, changing into that of a scarlet hawk.She spit fire from her beak straight at the Toa of Air – he repelled the blast of fire with a strong burst of his own element wind, extinguishing the fire quickly. She darted this way and that towards him, difficult for Watua to predict its plan of action. There was no pattern emerging from her attacks, and it made it harder for him to dodge each time. Eventually the shape-shifter tripped him: He landed on the ground hard, and watched as she dive-bombed straight at him. His last attempt at a swift attack towards her was a quick thrust of his katana straight at her right wing, and the attack hit home. She screamed in that of a bird’s way, and flew backwards, hurt.Watua watched as she gained altitude, flying off at a rapid pace with extreme difficulty towards the Water Region. He was still in shock at the shape-shifting abilities of the being, but he knew it was no time to think of that now. The air-Toa quickly rushed to assist Tulya and Litela in their own battle against a tall earth-Toa – it was a devious mercenary, no doubt.He’s recruiting everybody, isn’t he? Watua thought scornfully as he rushed headlong into the fray.

She could feel the wind rushing past her as she ran at a speedy pace. The forest surrounded her with lush green trees, exotic plants that glowed a bright yet strange blue in the night…there were all sorts of wonders in Attempting to get through this was an impossibility – the majority of those on Rohan knew that was not an exaggerated point. It was a forest of the Water Region that connected with the Air Region. It was an invisible forest to say the least, for it could only be seen by those destined to be Toa or those who are Toa.Talin ran faster than ever before, despite the advanced weight her broadsword added to her load. She engaged in the power of her Suletu, and concentrated: I’ll come back, Jilin, I’ll come back… The message transmitted from her mind to his in an instant. She thought for a moment, and knew the next person to send a message to.Nagii, Jilin’s out cold along with the rest of Alpha Bravo. I’m in the Forest of the Toa, and I’m headed straight for the beaches. I know there is something I should do there…somebody I am destined to meet. Your group needs to meet at the cliff-face – an advanced warning, there’s a Dark Hunter that will be there to meet you. She’s the only one there…she’s not too crazy about ice and loud sounds, apparently, so use that as a weakness. I’m going to be meeting up with Charlie-Delta, but there’s still something unresolved before their location that I’m drawn to. Talin out.She disengaged her mask power, and continued to the end of the tunnel like forest. She could see light at the end of it: The exit. It would drop her right at the strip of beach at the Water Region. Whatever was pulling her towards the location, it was a powerful force, but it certainly was not positive.The thought of it all came to mind…the Crystal of Life was endangered. For thousands of years, it had been protected by the Toa Rohan, and now the island itself was in danger of disintegrating. She herself had not seen the Crystal, but she believed in its existence – the island would not be there, if the Crystal did not exist.The tale of the Crystal of Life itself was amazing. As the story goes, the Crystal of Life was made up of all elements in the universe: Fire, Air, Water, Stone, Earth, Ice, Lightning, Sonics, Iron, Psionics, Plasma, Magnetism, Gravity, The Green, Light, Shadow, Time, Creation, and, of course, the key ingredient, Life.A god or goddess represented each element – the Great Beings picked average Matoran or Toa in the universe, and provided them with one special quality that was extremely rare. They could either be on Rohan or come from across the universe. But at one point, a god or goddess would be at Rohan at one point in their life. Should the crystal be broken into shards, there would be a period of time of which the island would slowly try to break away from the core.One time in the course of history has the crystal had all of its guardians on the island – its creation. When they were present on the island, it triggered the elemental powers of the crystal and created an invincibility that would last thousands of years. Over time it would wear down: If the guardians were once again present on the island, its invincibility would be revived and restored.A story that is told of this is that one Matoran is created from the crystal when the guardians are present on Rohan, and it is a special kind of Matoran known as a Crystal Matoran, Matoran of the Crystal, or Az-Matoran. There is perhaps only one of this Matoran in the entire world, and there should only be another one if the guardians returned to the Crystal’s sanctuary.Talin chuckled to herself for a moment. Yet another tall tale told, but I believe it, she thought. But there was no time for amusing herself at that moment, for she heard a rustling of leaves in the forest. There couldn’t be anyone else here unless they were a part of the Toa Rohan… She heard it louder in her ears this time, growing louder, closer with every step she took. She stopped, her heart racing, breathing fast. It was right behind her…She spun around swiftly, taking out her broadsword and hearing it clash with its own opposite. She could not believe her eyes…after all these years she thought she would never see the face again, and only hoped she would never see the face again.“So, we meet again,” the being opposite her announced. The voice was like a chive driven into Talin’s heart. Tall and thin, with blue-grey, purple, and golden armor, carrying a broadsword on her back and a longbow in her hand with an arrow ready to be propelled: Tikiani, former member of the Toa Rohan. Her closest friend…or who was once her closest friend. It made it twice as painful now than it ever was before to be confronting her now…when the battle was about to begin.Light shone through the forest suddenly. Dawn was approaching. Despite the night’s darkness, the sun had a special way of rising on Rohan – the night would be completely black, until it burst forth blinding light and beautiful skies, as if a flash-bang had just exploded in the universe to show the magnificent sunlight. When it happened, Talin took the moment to rush forward as the light blinded Tikiani, pinning her against the row of hedges to her left. Both anger and sorrow overwhelmed her. It was about time to get over it and for her to realize that she had no choice in the matter but to do what was needed for Rohan’s safety.First, however, there were a few loose ends she wanted to tie up.“Alright,” Talin started haughtily. “Let’s start our routine questioning. But instead of going through the absolutely useless barrage of questions, I’ll head straight to the lightning round. Why did you abandon us? We lost hundreds of our soldiers, all on account of your cowardice.” The water-Toa struggled to keep the Toa of Psionics from escaping her position. It was time she finally answered this question.“Lightning round, huh?” Tikiani replied belligerently. “I’ll tell it to you slow. I had a lot of reasons to leave at the time.”“You’re not answering the question correctly,” the Toa of Water retorted. “Try again.”“All right, if you want the truth so badly,” the female mercenary answered. “I’ll give you an advanced warning. It will hurt.“For one,” she began. “I was tired of the orders and commands. The job day in and day out. I wanted action. I liked all of you quite a bit, but I couldn’t stand the fact that I was never really exposed to the adventurous side of our team. What hurt me more…was whenever I asked for a task to dispose of a few hundred useless Skakdi, I was denied the opportunity. But it was worse when the battle came…when those Skakdi marched our way.“Fighting on my home turf wasn’t great because I had a weakness for Rohan. I loved it too much to actually affect the landscape because of battle. It’s a general rule of thumb that people are weaker on their own land than they are on somebody else’s because they could careless about the scenery in another place. It hurts to see such a beautiful land be filled with destruction and destroyed. The problem was, when it came time to defend it, I didn’t love it enough to protect it.“When that opportunity for action knocked, I didn’t know what to do. I hadn’t been given any assignments for any task on the battlefield in years, even if it was a simple battle that could be fought by a one-man army, or large chaotic fights that would take more than dozens of soldiers to win. It was as if I had forgotten all I had been taught. I was confident for the first half of the battle, but when I was essential to winning the battle for the team…I ran.”

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First ever Toa is Helryx - who became Toa first was Krakua, I'm pretty certain. I could be completely wrong with my answer, but I definitely advise you check BS01 for details if you haven't already.

Yes - everybody has them. It is the text-version of showing how many proto-points you have. If it had a - before the number, then you'd be worried. The warn history shows when you were given your proto points.Hope this helps!

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Happy birthday to -WR- and yourself, ET! (If I'm not mistaken, I thought you were Retired Staff, ET? Just a question, it doesn't say so as your member group, but just thought I'd mention.)

A Toa of Lightning with a mysterious past, very secretive about herself but socializes quite a lot with the members of the site, not daring to reveal too much - nothing should it be information she should not reveal so carelessly with others. She is tall and thin with hazel green eyes, a Kanohi Huna with a red flame-like scar near the left eye, high-heeled 'boots', a cross-over between Metru, Hordika, and Nuva armor on the torso, and deep, amthyst purple color being a primary color. Dark ruby-red is accented on parts of her armor, resembling flames. With her she has a broadsword infused with lightning and fire elements to double its dosage and make it even more powerful than the strength it has without this feature. Although known as Peach 00 or Peach, a secondary identity she has is Zeya.And that's just a brief description.

Although the new hand molds appealed to some because they were solid, I preferred the old design. I have a lot more of the older ones anyhow, lol.

OK, I must say that is an impressive list. And I must thank you a few dozen times for bringing back the topic since it almost died - thanks again. :)Having not seen any of the films/TV series or read any of the books mentioned above, I can't necessarily agree/disagree with you. However, I have to give at least my opinion on The Hunger Games. My opinion can't exactly be accurate, since I haven't read the book or seen the movie, but I'm going to be talking about what I've heard about the movie/book's plot and the lead as opposed to how the movie/book was.My main problem with The Hunger Games, as with any book or movie, is the insistency by fans, saying repeatedly that it is the best dang book/movie on the planet and that everybody should read the book and watch the movie a few thousand times. They don't go into exact detail about why it is so good, but just that you should see it/read it because it is awesome and terrific. So, simplified, the hype about it and about how everybody raves with constructive detail about it's 'greatness'.However, by looking past that and the incessant amount of useless plot detail, you can simplify the plot of a movie to make it understandable, and actually see it is not half bad. If somebody did that with The Hunger Games as opposed to adding all the useless details that doesn't fully add anything to the plot, then I could see the reason it could be good.A similar situation with Twilight - a friend of mine summed it up for me. By looking past the vampires/wolves concept and making it into this weird romance between a girl and her neighborhood vampire and local wolf-boy, you can see it is a simple young girl at a crossroads trying to make the decision between two guys she likes - a crossroads we all reach at some point in life, trying to decide who you want as a friend and who you want as a partner in a marriage/relationship in general. A semi-Romeo & Juliet situation as well, as families (from what I think is the situation, my viewpoint of what the story is could be innaccurate) seek disapproval due to the strange romance.By taking away all the vampires and wolves and just really strange story background from it, you get a much easier to understand story that could be mildly enjoyable. If you do something similar to that with The Hunger Games, I think you could get a better result than teens killing each other violently.I can't exactly think of any movies/books/TV shows to add to the list, with the exception of one book: True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle. She is a young girl on a ship on a long journey, set with an all-male crew. Not wanting to spoil it for those who haven't read it, but those who have read it get why I mentioned it. The girl becomes a very different person throughout the book, from a pristine, slightly spoiled child to becoming a part of the crew. Although it hasn't been made in the past five years, the movie is coming out this year or the next, so it is being made and will be released sometime this year with any luck, if that counts.Anyhow, I can't think of any additions to the list. Thanks again for bringing back the topic, Alyska.

I could be wrong, but I think this is something of a 'What If?' topic. ;)Anyway, honestly speaking? No. Not because I'm not a fan of BIONICLE, but depending on the price. If they were asking anything over $10 for it, I'd rather use my money for going to buy beads and whatnot for jewelry, considering I can make money from making bracelets and selling them. Just a better deal to get the jewelry instead if they did release one for $10 or more in price.

1 month. Needed to concentrate on school...now I'm wishing I had kept away from it even longer, just to catch up on school even more. ._.

Mask of Psychometry is pretty cool. And the Kanohi Kaukau, the Mask of Water-breathing (or whatever it is, lol) would probably my second/first choice. I'm a terrible swimmer, and this would probably be a tremendous help if I could have it. =PEDIT: Smoke Monster made mention of the Mask of Flight - that and the Miru, the Mask of Levitation would be two other choices I would have.