Rorschach the Absolute

IC Eretas "that's because it was none of your concern" Eretas retorted matter-of-factly. "What is your concern is making sure that I can speak with her." Eretas was cold and rude, a stark contrast from Niralle's charming warmth

IC Niralle and Eretas "A she-vortixx named Lash" Eretas pulled out his iStone and began perusing his notes "oh, and it looks like she is the caretaker of a rahkshi" The matoran put away his iStone before reestablishing piercing eye-contact "most engaging."

IC Niralle and Eretas Niralle gestured to his right and another matoran stepped forward. He was proud, wearing a gunmetal hau. Clearly he was not a simple servant "because my client" the lawyer began "has been detained by the ussalry." he paused, "My client has the right to an attorney." He stopped to give the ussarlyman a look "or has the guard stripped her of all that is decent?"

IC Niralle Niralle knew the Toa was bluffing. A Ta Matoran -who bore no Onu Koronan insignia- waiting in line for the receptionist; Niralle doubted he was even associated with the ussalry. "thank you for your time, ussalryman" He smiled. It would have been petty to call him out and make him look foolish. He had no cause to do so, and it would have soiled face for everyone in the room. His bodyguards about faced and Niralle took his leave. As he passed the de-toa who had taken his rest in the doorway he paused "I say, you wouldn't happen to know where Captain Onepu is, would you?"

IC Niralle The matoran simply smiled kindly "hello, my good sir." he smiled welcomingly to the ussalryman "My friend here was just telling me where I can find the good captain Onepu"

IC Niralle The lord finally spoke for himself "My sincerest apologies" his voice was warm and charming. Enough to make anyone feel like they were a long friend, or a dear relative. "I offered this as a gift. It is yours regardless." the halls echoed with the identifiable *clank* of widgets as the pouch being plopped on the desk "You mentioned the captain of the guard. I think I will speak with him. Consider this thanks for your consultation" He then turned and began to exit "one more thing: any idea where the good captain might be?"

IC Tharros The warrior toa of fire stayed close to the detective, ready to get this mission underway.

IC Niralle The well-dressed matoran waved his hand and dismissal. Immediately one of the servants approached the ta toa who had spoken out "Then on behalf of my master I thank you for understanding that this is a matter of the highest concern." he then proceded to hand the toa a rather weighty pouch of widgets "I'm sure this more than compensates any inconvenience caused" The bag was filled with metalic discs, reprisenting upwards of one hundred and fifty widgets. "Lord Niralle thanks you for your cooperation."

IC Zealot The fellow toa of ice observed the energies of his power and chuckled as he returned the handshake "Those are energies." he noted "You observe an effect and claim it to be the cause." he said "The essence of ice, it resides in us even when its energies are dormant." The philosopher went to the edge of the arena to retrieve his robes "Essence is how we know that your backbone is composed of the same material as mine, although we have seen neither." IC Yeri MacGukko Having bet on the Champion, the Le Lesterin raised a glass in honor to his winnings "Full round on me" he shouted joyfully. He then began breparing to capitalize on the next battle about to ensue

It'll happen, mark my words. And when it does, my holy cult will rise and celebrate, and throw fruit baskets filled with bananas from the roof tops. There's no way that gem can't make it in. It defined Bionicle. They could literally just retcon everything ever made by Bionicle, keep that, and the theme would still be as perfect as it ever was. Heads will roll mark my words. Heads. Will. Roll.

IC tharros The brutish Toa cared little "let it be as you say" IC tharros The brutish Toa cared little about being proper "let it be as you say" he conceded

OOC Which is Ultron... quoting pinnochio. Quoteception #ThatsNotWhatInceptionIs IC Zealot "Ha! If only it were so simple, my friend." He laughed "Notice: You blur the distinction between essence and energies. Contemplate: you have the power to control ice, do you not? Yet l see no energies of ice actualized on your person. Where is the ice you command? "

IC Tharros, outside sanguivox's hut The toa of fire lit his cigar. He already had all that he needed; he believed that a warrior should always be prepared for a campaign. His heart was saddened for the Ko Matoran. This was the duty of Toa so that matoran could live normal lives "What nui-forsaken island is this" he muttere to himself "where toa own shops and live quiet lives, leaving matoran to go to war" but still his heart was gladdened by this group; eager to protect their home. Even the Ko Matoran had a stout heart. The heart that all toa should have "If there is any lacking weapon, I will offer my second" he called forth "hence send the matoran hitherto me, and I will look to his safety"

IC Zealot The Zealot made his way to the icy arena, chuckling at the scholar's words "Basic biology" he mocked "but the essence of your spine, yes?" Veneras spun his staff artfully, as he had done in the beginning of the battle "surely a toa -a brother in ice, at that- as educated as yourself is familiar with essence." the staff arched up, pointing to the sky. The ice began to sublimate, taking the form of cold blue energy. The essence of the ice spiralled through the air, collecting itself into the Zealot's heartlight His staff clanked to the ground as he turned to face the outsiders, the blue on his body glowing with a new exuberance. That's basic philosophy, man" he spoke in the format the scholar had laid forth, "you oughta know that"

Niralle has both.

IC Zealot The Zealot smiled "You do it well, my friend" He smiled at the skakdi "I don't know where I would be if you hadn't pulled me in"

IC Veneras Zealot "Zealot" this name meant something to him. Hearing it aloud filled him with a new sense of purpose. A new name, a new identity. A chance to be something more than a failure. "Thank you, Veteran" the Zealot shook his friend's hand "On this day I have been given the strength to overcome. On this day I have been given belonging."

IC Niralle The infamous mining mogul prided himself on privacy. He never made public apearances. But this was a special case. His source had been very clear: A vortixx who commanded a rahkshi. This was not something to leave to his servants. Flanked by an entourage of guards and servants, the gentlematoran rode his ussal through the streets of Onu Koro, riding to the ussalry headquarters. "Make way for lord Niralle!" the forward servant called into the halls. The businessman adjusted his cufflinks as he looked thoughtfully into the air. His eyes were aloof, seeming to be in thought far above the things of this world. It was an old business tactic, one that he had perfected with a certain blend of intimidation and charm. Straightening his tie he made his way to the receptionist "excuse me," he swirled his red wine in it's glass "I have heard there is a vortixx detained with her rahkshi companion. Tell me, what is their crime?"

IC Zealot The Ko Toa suddenly felt guilty for his finnancial loss at his failure "gladly." He cursed himself for not managing to sink his dagger into the heretic's neck. Swallowing his pride he shook the feeling; such an act would not have been a proper way to be initiated into his new family. The situation was better as it was.

Oh, but he does.

The mining mogul Niralle has a bunch of positions open at his massive estate. And things surrounding him are about to get very interesting.

IC Veneras Zealot The toa of ice drew his staff to lean on for support "Oh yeah, well done to you too, Zealot!" Pointing to his Ko Brother the philosopher toa winked "I did it all for you" he jested in a charming tone the one eyed skakdi came to check in on his recruit "You okay, mate? You did a ###### good job." The newly christened Zealot smiled to his friend "well I think I might have rabies" he smiled as he raised his bloodied arm. His smile slowly drifted to a look of sincerity "Thank you" the eyes that had once been burdened with loss and failure, now gleamed with hope "It is thanks to you I have a home again. I am in your debt."

IC Tharros (Ta-koro, inside Sanguivox's hut) "LET US BEGIN THE QUEST INTO THE MANGAI VOLCANO!!" Tharros raised his flaming sword to the ceiling. If it hadn't been a Ta Koronan home he would have set the house ablaze "Let us ride" He bellowed, pointing his sword out the door he shouted once more "For Glory!" And with that he marched his way out the hut

IC The Zealot, Tenth Member of the Outsiders Veneras lay on the floor. He did not know where the Champion had mustered the speed to avoid his blow, but it did not matter now. The Su-Skakdi Zero was applauding. Applauding for him. "I think I speak for everyone when I say that I agree. Congratulations, Toa, you pass. Splendid performance, both of you. I am impressed." Veneras slowly began to catch his breath as their leader extened her hand "Rise, Zealot, tenth member of the Outsiders!" The Toa of Ice accepted her hand and rose. The entire camp seemed surprised at his resilience to the great Champion warrior. "I am thankful" the toa bowed, still panting from his outpour of energy "I will not dissapoint" The toa looked up to see his new family: the outsiders. Veneras smiled-- no, not Veneras. Veneras was the one who was powerless to stop the murder of his wife. Veneras was the one who was too weak to save his burning home. Veneras was gone. The Toa had been given a new idenity. He would not fail this time. He had been given the power to avenge Veneras. Now he was the Zealot.

OOC Bravo to Daniel! Amazing post; brilliantly written and compelling to read! IC Veneras The vortixx undeniably hated the cold. His teeth chattered as he spoke, "I've heard that phrase before. Except that the god had a different name. 'Auria Gaya is the atoner of the wicked, and I am his sword', one woman said to me a long time ago. I looted his dead body shortly afterwards. Do you understand? I do not care who or what you worship, for I know that there is only one god, and his name is Death." HERESY! The zealot's bones cried out for vengeance. The vortixx broke free of his bonds, startling the toa of ice. Veneras was flustered as he swung his sword and the Champion caught it mid-swing. He brought it to his mouth and bit. Hard. Blood filled the ornate grooves in his armor as the toa cried out in pain. Veneras had intended to only do surface damage, but the heathen's blasphemy froze his heart with rage. The ice made the vortixx slow, but it bestowed vitality upon the zealot. Embracing the savage bite, he pulled himself up by Champion's teeth. Bringing his lips to the blasphemer's ear, the philosopher whispered with teeth grit in agonizing pain "Life is Mata Nui's to give and take away. Even Death obeys His command" Dagger in grip, he thrust his left hand between the champion's helmet and chainmail. "I come against you in the name of Mata Nui" he repeated "whose name you have defiled. Surely this day all will see that the battle is the Great Spirit's."