Samus Aran-Bounty Hunter

IC: Zakaro (Food Court)

"..Yeah. Yeah, sure. I'll join you," Zakaro replied, managing to focus for a few seconds before zoning out again, in the process totally ignoring Harami by no fault of the other fighter. His shoulders drooped a little, and his eyes were half-lidded. Reaching up to scratch his forehead, he left a streak of crimson across his Pakari, and he yawned. 

"'m sorry. Got carried away... training. Had some stuff to think on."

IC: Zakaro (HP: 18/20)

The Earth Toa managed to dodge the Blades by sheer virtue of luck and movement, as he continued to climb up towards the Queen, who of course had gotten even higher. Fantastic. 

Lobbing a few earthen balls at the Queen and the Matoran she held, Zakaro climbed a set of stairs and kept going. He was going to smash her face in, if he could only get to her and keep her in one place for long enough.

IC: Nisaduf (With Riss, Noroi, and Sudrec)

Once again, Nisaduf could only nod her head, a little less frantically this time, as she struggled not to burst with sheer fangirling and also not say that she'd probably be willing to murder someone for Riss. That might scare the singer, and Nisaduf really, really, really did not want that. 

IC: Zakaro (Food Court)

The Onu-Toa blinked once, eyes staring off into nothingness, before he shook his head a little and focused onto Lekona.

"Oh, hello Lekona! I was just looking for you... sorta. Among other things, like beating the karz out of sandbags..." 

He trails off, before speaking again.

"..but where and how have you been?"

Name: Lady Bajets von Zakaz VII 

Species: Skakdi 

Power/Weapon 1: MetallicHide^TM, an ability rumored to have been passed through the von Zakaz' for generations! This unique ability allows the user to turn exposed parts of their body into the toughest protosteel, although experts question if only one body part can be transformed at a time, to no answer from the family. The change time is nearly instant, but it seems it cannot change the shape of any part whatsoever, just the material it's made of. 

Power/Weapon 2: Laser Poker Vision: One of the stranger vision powers to have been discovered in recent times, all this vision power can do is poke people with lasers. More of a distraction or fake out than anything else. It is rumored, however, that it somehow also applies to the great game of cards itself, poker. Details on this, however, are sparse.

Power/Weapon 3: Madam Nikila's Fantasmagorical Lightning Binders! Shock and detain your friends with these high quality, 100% protosteel steam-powered handcuff-taser combinations! All you need to do is get one ring around your target's limb and click it shut, and the Lightning Binders deliver a 5000 volt shock, everytime! Being durable protosteel, they can also be used as highly effective bludgeoning weapons, for when your friends just can't seem to understand the concept of personal space! *Mdm. Nikila's Fantasmagorical Lightning Binders do not claim to work on beings with an affinity for Electricity. Effectiveness of bludgeoning varies depending upon person being bludgeoned. Do not use under any circumstances if wet.

Appearance: The Lady Bajets von Zakaz VII is a striking figure beyond her years, with a coal-black, custom-designed three part suit above a nondescript white blouse covering her gold, black, and brass body. Her sleeves, while not totally gone, have holes around the elbows with general rips spreading, with a matching problem around the knees. A magenta tie is around her neck, draping over her blouse, and along with a monocle that is nothing but wire completes her ensemble. Her golden spine's spikes are basically shaped like a Y, with a main section splitting halfway up and separating at a 45 degree angle, and her Skakdi grin is more of a sly, sultry smile, with matching pools of silver for eyes. She stands just a tiny bit shorter than Halken, to her eternal annoyance, with her eyes matching up to his chin. 

Bio: The Lady Bajets von Zakaz VII hails from the very same universe, the very same island, and the very same family as Lord Halken von Zakaz III, though she is the seventh Bajets as it has become tradition to name the firstborn female as such in the von Zakaz. While her dear brother was off adventuring and fighting almost every Rahi with fists (and several without), she was slipping through Zakaz's underworld, getting a network of interests set up to secure the von Zakaz' future, as was the job of every female in the family. All the same, he is her brother, and that of course means that she has an uncanny ability to find, annoy, and beat Halken every and any time, no matter the contest. 

Personality/Other: Bajets is female, through and though, and knows this very well. She's not above using every dirty trick in the book and some not to take down an opponent, although once she gets the Lightning Binders on it's usually the end. Although they were made with burly Skakdi in mind, it can be tough to apply them when your opponent really doesn't want you doing so. She favors knees, elbows, and headbutts, and makes use of it in tandem with her MetallicHide^TM to create a wicked fighting style that hasn't failed her yet. 

IC: Nisaduf (With Riss, Noroi, and Sudrec)

Nisaduf was floored. Sunbrust, the Sunburst, was asking little Nisaduf to help her!?! She couldn't accept fast enough, and not trusting her vocal cords to speak without creating large amounts of high-pitched squealing Riss probably wouldn't appreciate, the Fe-Matoran just bounced in place nodding her head so fast it was almost worrying. 

It wasn't until a few seconds later until she could actually speak, trying not to burst out into pure fangirl screams. 

"I-I-I-really? Me?! I mean it's totally okay and of course I can assist you however you need depending upon the specifics of such, I don't really wanna get on the Staff's bad side, I've seen what happens to those people and I'd much prefer not to die a horrible death that's permanent and yeah but I'd still totally help you in most any way shape and form!"

my type two senses are tingling

i must sow chaos

Changing vote from Vox to Jag18 because woot chaos

as a former mafian that isn't really a mafian anymore because weird games that don't start until they start, QP was mafia already this game

then again, he does have a pretty good streak going but

eh

I'd consult an RNG, but it'd pick QP anyway, sooooooo if we just poke at a random number on the list, say, 8, because 8 is great, then we gettt...

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Vox!

Okay then, I vote Vox!

IC: Nisaduf (With Riss, Noroi, and Sudrec)

"It can be a bit confusing! I just accept it and move on and don't think about it too much because there's sooo many better things to think about!"

Like Sunburst/Riss and Vagust and Ten and Zakaro and Elittra and maybe some other people that she'll meet soon and planning to become one of them and learning where there are no security cameras and backstabbing and fun!

IC: Zakaro (Hallways -> Food Court)

There were many skills Zakaro had developed over his time in the Bionifight tournament. Always being aware of everything around him, keeping in mind that attack could come from not only around but up and down as well, not getting too close to people in case they backstabbed you and left you lying, paralyzed, in a pit of flames to slowly cook and die and earning you a fear of fire and hatred of traitors, and of course an uncanny ability to read people, both in action and in ability. 

Even with all this skill at his grasp, Zakaro still managed to slam into the doorframe as he hopped to the side to let someone else pass and was walking backwards because he could. 

Deciding that doors were just not his friend today, Zakaro wandered into the food court. He browsed around, not really noticing or feeling his bruised, bloody hands that were a product of his time alone with the sandbag. Even now, the Onu-Toa was more going through the motions, feeling strangely detached from his body as he looked around. 

It was probably a good thing he hadn't gone on for much longer. In his current state, he could be dripping blood onto the floor and still not really notice.

IC: Zakaro (HP: 18/20)

More water. Great. 

Zakaro raced forwards, throwing down a light pad of earth in front of him to help at least with his sight. Zakaro finally jumped upwards and grabbed onto the edge of another catwalk, before climbing up and throwing another earthen ball at The Queen, spinning around to toss an identical one at 0579.

IC: Nisaduf (With Riss, Noroi, and Sudrec)

The Fe-Matoran frowned and bounced over, leaning over the book. She began to speak, just letting her inner Nynrah Ghost out while studying the designs. 

"Hm.. Certainly seems to be plans for a robot of massive, massive scale, although I don't recognize the specifics of how it's set up. Unsurprising really, as it's doubtful a culture which didn't specifically intend for something becoming sentient would leave behind things for them to follow and base it off. The sheer scale alone is still highly improbable, though, but I suppose with the Law of Infinite Universes it's possible that it's been made and occurred in more than one universe."

Here she shrugs and leans back, before speaking again. 

"Could always be a coincidence, though. Referring once more to the Law of Infinite Universes, it's ever more likely that in some universes this was made-" here she gestures towards the book, "-but overall it's also possible that the Great Beings simply brought my and Sunburst's worlds into existence for a social experiment, or even that Mata Nui himself was truly the one to create us, and where he hails from is unknown."

The Fe-Matoran pauses and then speaks again.

"It's a pretty cool story, though. Not as cool as Sunburst, no offence."

IC: Nisaduf (With Riss, Noroi, and Sudrec)

The Fe-Matoran stared after the Great Being in total disbelief for a few seconds before letting out a whisper, perhaps just loud enough for Noroi to hear. Riss, of course, would have no problem. 

"...I think he's insane."

IC: Zakaro (Training Sector) 

He wasn't sure how long he knelt there, mind just somewhat blank, as the Onu-Toa tried to just come to terms with his own conflict. 

Eventually, though, he settled on just taking things as they came, with as open a mind as possible. Perhaps he was right about Bionifight, perhaps he was wrong, perhaps there was no true answer to any of it. But for now, he would continue on and try to see every side of things. 

Could be fun. 

He laughed harshly and hoarsely, once or twice, and  stood up, walking over to the fallen sand bag and hefting it back onto the hook. And with that, he left, stepping out the door. 

No. Scratch that. Stepping into the door. 

After swearing like a Skakdi again, Zakaro left, having absolutely no idea where in Karz he was going. Probably the food court, though. He was hungry.

IC: Nisaduf (With Riss, Noroi, and Sudrec)

"Sounds about the same for me!" Nisaduf piped up, filing away the information about Riss's homeland for later fangirling. 

"'Cept no Toa Nuva Taka people ever showed up. Metru Nui's only home to some spooooky ghosts where I'm from! Ghosts and lots of dead Visorak. Those are nasty."

IC: Nisaduf (With Riss, Sudrec, and Noroi)

While the Nynrah Ghost didn't entirely understand what the other being was talking about, having been attempting not to overly explode with pure joy and fangirling after Riss had hugged her and not really paying attention, she could at least understand the concept of drones and robots and stuff.

"I wouldn't say so! It's like how in many universes, Bohrok are just stupid machines that only do want they're told to, but sometimes they're really intelligent! Not too hard to stretch that to include things that you've made in one universe being sapient in another!"

Inwardly, she shuddered. She could understand that, alright. Fohrok had just been a bad idea in her universe, but... she could imagine what had happened in other universes when they somehow became sapient. 

That would be creepy. More creepy than if one of the Illusion's nanobots suddenly went all self-aware.  

IC: Zakaro (HP: 18/20)

The Onu-Toa grunted and spat water out of his face as he stumbled backwards, grasping at the sides of the catwalk to avoid being washed away as the water splashed down all around him. 

Through squinted eyes, Zakaro threw up an earth wall, which held the torrent back long enough for Zakaro to leap upwards and fire an earth ball at Pahrak.

IC: Nisaduf (With Riss, Noroi, and Sudrec) 

To give the Fe-Matorn credit, she didn't shout, scream, squeal, or otherwise emit noise super loudly. She just leaned back, eyes (still) wide, and grinned, bouncing in place and clutching the scarves over her chest as she attempted to contain her enthusiasm. 

It was a full second later before Nisaduf just couldn't hold back anymore. 

"That is so cool!" she gushed, even as her smile attempted to break the normal laws of physics and exceed the span of her mask. 

This decided it. She knew Riss' real name!, and therefore Riss would be fine. 

Besides, Nisa wasn't all that good a singer. Best leave it to those who could.

IC: Zakaro (Training Sector)

This was a sort of meditation, Zakaro decided. There was something almost soothing, hypnotic, in the steady thud-thud-thud of his fists against the bag. At the very least, it was something for his body to do while he thought about the problems at hand. 

The round had taken his mind off it, but now it was back, staring him in the face. For whatever reason, Olari's sheer passion for her wards and near-hatred of the tournament for taking her from them struck something in him. 

He was questioning the tournament, for perhaps the first real time. He had never really cared about being snatched from his home, taken in an instant to this facility to fight. It was his life, in a sense, the only interesting thing that had ever happened to him, and perhaps he saw the entire thing through rose-colored glasses because of it. 

Zakaro wasn't all too sure who he was. Sure, he was a Toa, but what is a Toa if he has nobody to protect? He was a warrior, but only because of a tournament that had molded and shaped him in the one place where he could make a fatal mistake and survive another day. 

What did he believe in? That Toa were protectors of those who couldn't protect themselves. And that was about the extent of it, other than the strength of his fists and steel of his sword. 

THOOMP.

The sandbag hit the floor, leaving a chain clinking and swinging as Zakaro stared into nothing, not really noticing that it had fallen off as his emotions grew. His fists ached, but he didn't really comprehend it. 

In short, Zakaro wasn't totally sure where to go now. The one thing that he enjoyed and believed in, Bionifight, he couldn't even be totally sure about anymore. 

The Onu-Toa fell forward onto his knees, and screwed his eyes shut, breathing heavily. 

Sometimes he wished he didn't think about things too deeply. 

IC: Nisaduf (With Riss, Noroi, and Sudrec)

Stifling a gasp, Nisaduf whispered a" Yes!" back, eyes wide and trying not to bounce in place because then she might not be able to hear Riss's next words. That would be sad, but not as sad as Riss dying would be, because as the Fe-Matoran considered it, she honestly didn't want to kill her. Sunburst was just soooo nice! It'd be much more fun to be her friend than be her, so that was decided! Nisaduf could always find someone else to kill and be, like Zakaro or Vagust or Ten or Elittra or one of those people! 

She grinned to herself, waiting for Riss to speak again. Things were just so fantastic!

IC: Zakaro (HP: 19/20)

Zakaro decided that it would be best to just grin, bear it, and go for an opening. 

Even as the Blades shot towards him, he spun forward, and then brought his phone pole down, trying to smash 0579 between the log and the catwalk. As he did so, the 4 Blades sliced across his back, earning a grunt. (-1, 18/20)

probably, yes. If he had responded to the attacks, then he probably would've been hit.

IC: Zakaro (HP: 20/20)

Zakaro stumbled forward as one of the Blades smacked him in the back, wincing in pain. (-1, 19/20) 

Looking up, he spoke even as he jabbed forward with his phone pole, trying to hit 0579 right in the center of his chest, using the pole as almost a gigantic cue. 

"Not with you, with your boss, but I can fight you too. It all works for me~"

IC: The Host

HP: 25

AP: 0

 

The Host did nothing, being frozen in time. He hoped he would be released soon.

 

OoC: Edited to keep canon. I won’t be on very often over the next week, unfortunately. I won’t be resigning as the Host, but just know that I’ll have about 1, maybe 2 replies a day.

 

:3

true

but maybe the intention was never to really attack

IC: Zakaro (HP: 20/20)

Zakaro was smarter than he looked. With a grin and a burst of elemental energy, the earthen cone split and moved rapidly. 

One spire shot up to tilt the vat over the edge, sending very hot molten protodermis rushing out, while the majority of the built-up earth rushed around to create a funnel, trapping and channeling the molten protodermis for long enough that Zakaro could get out of the way. Meanwhile, the funneled, hot liquid shot towards Pahrak, even as it burned through Zakaro's channel and began to land on the floor. 

With that taken care of, Zakaro proceeded to rush up onto a catwalk, making his way once again towards the Queen.

IC: Zakaro (HP: 20/20)

The Toa opted not to speak this time, instead focusing intently at the Queen and the vat she was moving. Earth began to form, building up to spike towards the Queen's position with a huge cone of dirt. 

He smirked. 

"Wouldn't want to slip now!"

IC: Nisaduf  (With Riss, Noroi, and Sudrec)

The Fe-Matoran gaped. Words just left her as she took the scarves from Riss almost reverently, running a hand over the material with a careful hand. She was speechless for a few moments more, before she spoke with an oddly measured tone. 

"I.. thank you! This is so much better than an autograph!" 

She somehow managed to avoid squealing and hugging both the scarves and Riss all at once, just opting to bounce in place with one of the largest grins she had ever worn. This was why she wanted to meet her heroes, they were just sooo amazing! Maybe Sunburst would be one of the ones she left alive. Yeah. As much as Nisaduf wanted to be the singer, it would be much easier to not have to replicate everything. Possible? Of course! Really tough? Yep. 

Still, if the opportunity arose, Nisa might have to settle for it. That would be sad and exciting all at once!

IC: Nisaduf (With Riss, Noroi, and Sudrec)

The only reason the others hadn't be invaded by an explosion of sound that would be pretty impressive for a Matoran of Iron was that she was currently standing in shock, eyes wide as just who this was actually registered in her brain. A calm before the storm of sorts. All she could do was stand there and activate the Illusion of Greatness, making it send out one or two tiny nanobots to fly through the air and scan the beings nearby, recording their appearance, voice, and mannerisms for later use in an illusion.

Not even really seeing or acknowledging Sudrec, Nisaduf spoke in a rush of sound and excitement that was quite possibly totally incomprehensible to the majority of those standing there, each word barely being defined before she began the next.

"Mata Nui! Oh wow, oh wow, you're really THE Sunburst! I've never thought I'd ever get to meet you, you're always on tour and my universe has such a small viewership that it just wouldn't have been financially stable but here you are in Bionifight, in the flesh, and it's just so amazing to see you! I really really admire you for how well you can be like every instrument in the show and I've sometimes wanted to be you but just meeting you is fantastic! Oh, oh, can I get your autograph! All I need is a-"

She stopped, blinked, and slumped over. While this was just as hard to understand what she was saying, it was for the total opposite reason: her voice was quiet, sad, and slow.

"..pen. I just need a pen.."

The Fe-Matoran trails off and sighs, looking at her feet. Stupid writing utensils. They couldn't have brought her here with one included, nooooo. Nothing but your weapons and powers. 

IC: Zakaro (Training Sector)

Totally oblivious to the fact that Olari, Artorre, and Lekona were looking for him, the purple-masked Toa was currently attempting to crush a sandbag into grains smaller than the ones in its name. He was attempting to pulverize it into oblivion, send it flying into the distance, and just plain make up for all the combat he missed. 

His broadsword on his back, fists starting to ache, Zakaro pounded another punch into the center of the sandbag. He would give credit where it was due, the Onu-Toa had only managed to knock the bag off the hook thrice yet, they had certainly improved that since the first time he came through. Idly wondering if they ever bothered removing the thing from the wall he punched it into and through, he threw a right hook into the sandbag's nonexistent jaw. 

"...too much teamwork," he muttered to himself. Sure, they were fun, but if you didn't get out there to fight quickly, you wouldn't. 

He resumed, throwing a combination of jabs into the bag. Everything else could wait, unless someone wanted to find him. Zakaro had some stress to relieve. 

OOC: Zak's still open, for now.

IC: Zakaro (HP: 20/20)

"OY! I didn't not do nothing!"

With a yell that butchered language as we know it, Zakaro blocked the dagger with his phone pole, the knife thunking into the wooden pole with a very satisfying thunk. Zakaro proceeded to jump forward, trying to smack the Queen upside the face, before swirling around to swing behind him and then above, trying to predict the teleportation before it happened. 

He would probably look quite silly if it failed. Typical enough.

IC: Nisaduf (With Noroi and Riss)

"That's trueee," the Fe-Matoran answered, falling into thought. 

"Maybe I shoulda looked there first. That woulda been smart. I just get so excited! But I'm looking for the autographs of only the most famous and amazing people on the interdimensional broadcasts, namely the Bionifighters themselves and other various guests and such although being here isn't really conducive to getting any signatures other than those of fighters because we're all trapped here but yeah! There's just soooo many people to get, I don't know whether to start with the newcomers and work up or get the vets first so I don't run out of space or anything!"

She pauses, and that was about when Riss crashed into Noroi's back. Without thinking or really observing the person, Nisaduf poked her head around Noroi's legs and spoke.

"That's what I nearly did but didn't do!"