FallenAtlas

 Slap my hand if double posting isn't allowed in this topic, but I want to make sure this gets seen.

 Can somebody give me the low down, quick and dirty, spit-shine version of what's the current happenings in the game, as well as suggestions for jumping in?

It's now 7:50PM, CST.

We don't need that if we can just keep people posting, at random times, what the current year is.

I might, I might. Does depend, I am deploying in less than a month and I'm unsure of the internet connection where I'll be going. If it works out well, I may hop in.

It is 2021

It is November

I'm glad to see the site is back up. I'll be waiting for the new Arc to kick off to launch new character(s) into the game. 

 Edit: I noticed it came up over a month ago; ah, guess I shouldn't have written it off. 

I left for about a year cause nothing was happening, came back, and still nothing is happening. Unfortunately, BZPower is one of the few decent sites out there that offers a solid text based RPG without any gimmicky dice systems or moderated interactions.

I would love to get back into it but I don't want to put any effort into creating a character for it to sit in limbo for another year.

EDIT: I totally understand that the staff have their own lives and things they need to do. But the waiting time seems highly excessive.

Wasn't entirely sure how up to date things were. Thanks Nato.

I was mainly looking for any main events I should be aware or IC knowledge I would need.

To see if I still feel

Looking to get into this RPG. Any chance to be brought up to speed? 

The problem is the longer it takes, the more likely people are just gonna drop off and not come back. 

What's new?

 I thought this was an interesting twist, Axonn turning into this killer machine to stop the Piraka to protect the mask. I definitely liked the fact that the Voya Nui Resistance team was given a good role; the idea of Matoran standing up without the need for a Toa always fascinated me.

 One complaint, the coloring of the dialogue made it hard to read with the lighter colors.

 That was crazy good.

 I was instantly hooked when you mentioned "Melding Universe" as I'm a sucker for anything to do with alternate personalities and places. The attention to detail, like how the Matoran are Toa-sized and the Toa are Matoran-sized, was great.

 I kept picturing the GB in this story as the Grandmaster from Thor: Ragnarok for some reason. It felt fitting in my head.

 The portrayal of Light v. Shadow in the Makuta here was very interesting. I hope to see more of this, or along the same subject lines.

Emotions And Feelings

“Antibodies. That's what the Matoran are.” He pushed away from the desk and his chair wheeled across the room to another desk. He picked up a paper, studied it quickly, and tossed it aside.

“More accurately, the Toa are antibodies. The Matoran are just dumb creatures, laboring away to keep the body alive.”

The small being shuffled from the chair to a curtained window on the wall. He peeled back the thick shade and blinked in pain as intense sunlight flooded into the dark room. His eyes adjusted, and he looked out onto a large scene.

In the expense of land in the distance, a great titan was being pieced together. Small shadows milled about at its feet and could be seen dragging parts from all directions. “The final assembly.” he muttered.

 He turned away and let the curtain fall, plunging the room into darkness again. “But the Matoran are flawed. The Toa are flawed. They think they have all of the backup plans in the world, but they don't realize that a robot, no matter how much organic matter they slap onto it, cannot make the critical decisions we need.”

 The room responded with silence, but he took no noticed. He shuffled over to the first desk and began scribbling. “They need to think. To laugh. To love. To anger. To hate. They need emotions and feelings.”

 He paused. The words seemed to float in the air. “Emotions and feelings.” He repeated. He stepped away from the desk and picked up the piece of paper he had tossed to the side earlier. “But from where?” He sat the paper down on the desk. “'Matoran Internal Processing Units,' or their brains. To there, but from where?”

 He turned on his heel and crossed the room with speed, to a large monitor situated across the wall. He touched the screen with his open palm and it hummed to life, bringing a bright blue glow to the room. “You can't code emotions. Love, hate, joy, sadness; it has to be natural. Internal. Raised. Nurtured.” He swiped around on the screen until the blue glow was replaced by a pink one. “It has to be natural.”

 He pressed his palm against the screen again and a cable from the ceiling descended behind his head, a sharp prong exposed and aimed at the base of his skull. “Natural. We need to put a little of us into their programming. Memories. Emotions. Feeling.”

 He closed his eyes and the prong moved.

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 Dang it feels good to be back. Just a quick one I had sitting in my folders before I left for Basic but never got to share. Hope you enjoy.

 Hey y'all, it's been a while.

 For those of you that don't know, I'm here at Tech School, post USAF-Basic Training. Kinda left for a while, and I apologize if I left anybody hanging.

 Most likely will get back into this, but it may be some time. Just wanted to check in and say I'm looking forward to the adventure again!

A sad but sweet story. I honestly have a hard time deciding which of the male Mata/Nuva I like the idea of Gali being with (never mind the Master/Uniter versions) but you did a cool job of herxLewa.

 

 I'm not sure what you mean by Master/United versions, but thank you, your words are much appreciated. 

Weather man said it’s gonna snow

By now I should be used to the cold

The snow crunched underneath the Toa of Water.

She glanced up at the greyish sky, the falling snow, the dim lighting of the moment, and sighed. Was it really winter again, had it been that long, she asked herself. The frost on her breath gave no reply and the snow underfoot didn’t either. Silence greeted her on this day.

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Mid-February shouldn’t be so scary

It was only December

I still remember the presents, the tree, you and me

The Toa of Air flipped through the air and landed on a tree branch. “Tall enough?” He called out to the crowd below him. A wave of disapproving shouts came up to him and he sneered at them. “Fine, fine, another tree.”

He flipped to the neighboring tree, taller than its brother. “This one?” The crowd gave a positive roar and he grinned. “Yes! Finally!” He dropped from the branch, his mask glowing to control his descent. On the ground he looked for her and smiled. “Like it for New Atero Square?”

“Perfect,” she said.

“Like you.”

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But you went away

How dare you?

I miss you

The soft limestone felt comforting under her hands as she passed through the arch. She held back tears until she passed into the field. Stones stood in rows, each with a name and a symbol. Few she knew. All were mourned.

She wiped away a tear and continued along the central trail to the center of the field. Not far now, she thought, not far at all.

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He held his arm to his chest, gripping his weapon tightly. His cracked chest armor showed a rapidly slowing heartlight. His body heaved as he coughed. “Guh...guh….”

She pulled him into his arms, tears falling onto his body. “Hold on, please, hold on, they’re coming,” she whispered to him. She knew the truth. He wouldn’t make it.

“Dah….Did...we win?” He gasped. His eyes looked up into hers and she nodded.

“You did it. You saved us.”

“I-I…..love……”

And she sobbed into the night.

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It really sinks in, you know, when I see it in stone

She leaned her head against the stone, her mask rubbing gently against the inscription. “I miss you,” she said to his memory. She laid the air katana down on the grave and sat for awhile with him.

A warm wind blew around her, and for a moment, she could’ve swore it was him hugging her.

Huh. As BZPower slightly adjusts itself to a more overall LEGO theme, one could see a flood of former LMBers coming onto here.

 Or not.

IC: Otho - Tesara Jail

 Otho was in disbelief. They arrested him, just to give him a pep talk and release him? What kinda of justice system was this city running? At least in Cliffside if you broke one of the shady rules, punishment was dished out. Here....he was given a pep talk for destroying squash.

 He wasn't about to talk himself into a longer sentence however, so he quickly grabbed his jetpack(now semi-ruined) and ran off without another word.

 OOC: Otho OFI

IC: Otho - Tesara Jail

 Of course. More blind beings. They fail to see what's happening right in front of them. Whatever, that wasn't important. Otho needed to get to New Atero or bust.

 "Listen, you should let me go because I am a great mechanic!" He pleaded. "I can help you!" 

GM IC: Those Two Guards - Tesara Jail.

 

"Gremlins? The karz are you on about?" 

 

"Perhaps he's brain damaged?" The second guard suggested quietly.

 

"Hey, buddy?" The first guard banged his fist on the bars, "Are you brain damaged?"  

 IC: Otho - Tesara Jail

 Otho shook his head in annoyance. "No, I'm not brain damaged!"

 He groaned and put his head against the bars. It was getting hard to talk with his headache, but he had to get out. "The Gremlins! When Makuta died, his evil didn't die with him! All that smoke and smog leaking out of the Chasm? That's the Gremlins; little leftovers of his evil that just damage equipment and ruin things! You gotta believe me!"

IC: Otho - Tesara City Jail

Otho looked from one guard to the next. "No! It wasn't my fault! It was the gremlins!" He cried, grabbing the bars that separated him from freedom.