Athmos

OOC: Introducing Dea Caff, soon to be agent of NEX! IC(Dea Caff): Onu-Koro was different these days. Not like Dea remembered at all. Still, it was Onu-Koro. Still dirty. Still smelt of miner's sweat and hard work. She liked that smell. She worked her way through the crowds, the miners and the merchantmen, the inventors and the designers. Still was Onu-Koro. Still home.

I never actually thought that they HAD one, normal, form. Given the fact that you can shapeshift, who can say what your normal form is? But if I had to pick one, I would go with the 2003 Titan set, with a different head and legs.

That's the truth!

This is such garbage. Do you know how wrong you are? 34.3% of Norwegians already think Oranges are better.

As long as you name it Ravenwood. :3........Jericho, anyone?I'll join. I only have two characters, so one extra shan't hurt.

So, War Profiteers? Besides just getting money and making war, what else would you do?

IC(Quert): "Thank you Ma'am." He saluted, and headed home. The sun was still bright overhead, but Quert was tired as heck. In-between being a doctor and a Sentinel, he had little time to relax. "But that's what I signed up for..." he murmured to himself. Several minutes later, Quert entered the residential district. A few turns down a few streets, and he was home. Well, he called it home. It was a standard Matoran hut, but slightly larger to fit a Toa. He unlocked the door, went inside, locked the door, and passed out on his bed. His only wish was that nothing would explode in the Koro. Again.

IC(Quert) With it quieting down, Quert decided to talk to Tera. "Si-Ma'am," he quickly corrected, paused, and continued, "I've just returned from a 18 hour shift at the hospital. Permission to retire for the day?"

You know what? I decided I have more respect for you after this. Thank you for taking the initiative.

That sounds awesome.

IC(Quert): Quert's jaw nearly hit the floor when he saw the massive recruit lumber in. He saw large Toa before, but this one has got to take the cake on largest. "Kraz, he's large." Quert whispered to himself.

hah! Epic!

IC(Quert): Sort, stack, fold, put away. Sort, stack, fold, put away. That was the less then merry tune playing through Quert's head as he handled his patients' paperwork. With the last few ones, he slightly rushed putting them away, longing to get out of the Hospital, report to the Guard HQ, and get home(You work a 18 hour shift, and see how energy filled you are!). He pulled off his white lab coat, and replaced it with his Medical Guard jacket. He picked up two folders and headed for the exit to his office, then in turn, the Hospital. He jogged down the dusty streets, several side streets, and one back alleyway until he reached the Guard HQ. He pushed open the door and gave a quick, messy salute to Tera as he headed over to his locker, threw his folders in, closed it, and went back to the lobby.

Probably going to be as hard, or harder, when they were under Makuta's control, just a head's up.

IC(Quert): "Missus....Well, Missus, how are you doing today?" Quert turned a page in the folder using his teeth. "Good, that's good. Your pulse is the same, thankfully. Most of your readings are good, but none improving, I'm afraid." He turned another page in the folder. "You've been like this for 2 months, 3 days. You were found nearly dead outside Po-Koro. I, with my nurses, brought you back. And I don't know your name." Quert lifted his eyes from the folder to the bed. A mess of tubes and wires almost covered a female Vortixx from sight. Quert sighed and looked at his folder again. "I read from this folder everyday, hoping, that just hearing a voice will wake you up. I have reasons of my own, but, no offense, the other doctors are starting to see you as a waste of a bed. Give me an idea you're not. Please." Quert closed the folder, looked at her one last time, and left the room.

IC(Quert): His arm was broken, but it didn't bother him much. Stung if someone touched it, sure, but the bone had been set and was nearly healed. He adjusted his arm in the sling, as he walked through the hospital. It was probably the first day since Makuta's defeat that most of the rooms were empty. Too many people got injured or killed. Including him. He got off light, compared to most of the injuries. Just some dumb luck...OOC: Interaction welcomed.

Quert Kaheri Maxiam Kilanewb Shomdud

Just a bit of a call out: If I was interacting with you last arc, with any characters, please(pretty please), PM me or something letting me know. Several documents of my characters have gone rouge, to say the least, so I'll need heads up, as a few of them may not even show up again.

OH SNAP

We're all excited about the start of the next season, but there is little point to guessing when it's going to start. A better use to all your excitement would be in making characters for the new season. EDIT: And there's Tuck, explaining away.

That was pretty cool. I find it really interesting how you turned a song into a complete story. It flowed extremely well, and was rather gripping. I didn't see any grammar or spelling problems, but the bold print made it just little hard to read. It might have just been my computer screen though. I had a good idea of what song it was, but when you got to "When the music died," I knew it. Great song choice, BTW.