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Artakha.

The almighty Ghidfather reveals his gloriously wooby visage for all the world to see. Also known as The Meaning Of Life.

>w< Artakha. >w<

Evidently, the Toa of Stone is a soccer champion. GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL

While I didn't quite understand exactly what you were saying, Timageness, I tried my best to go back and edit Oshi with the information that you gave me. I hope it'll do. On another note, Pyle's ZamoRevolver is actually cartridged now, and the projectiles are solid metal.

Barney's army of Klingons. As the Klingons attacked, the crew began to lose hope, until the timely arrival of...

Fixed the ZamoRevolver; there's only one, and it's cartridged now. Elaborate, please.

Animu, animu, everywhere.

Now, I'm thinking about how my Q&A segment on my profile feed will play out.

Drat. I knew something like that would eventually crop up. Let me go back and fix it... EDIT: Should be better now.

OK, my hyperactive imagination has come up with more character ideas to use here. (imagination pls stahp) NAME: Pyle VARIATION: Chameleon LEVEL: 2 GENDER: Pyle identifies as a male. GEAR: The Shankers- An odd pair of weapons, consisting of hide gloves with small knives held in between the fingers by metal sockets.APPEARANCE: As a Rahkshi of Chameleon, Pyle's natural armor coloration is crimson. He has flamboyant gold markings around his eyes, shoulders, knees, and spines. His natural Rahkshi hunch is noticeably greater than other students'. Of note is his second, almost vestigial-looking second set of gold spines; whether these are a result of personal tampering or a birth defect is unknown. PERSONALITY: Pyle likes to think that his mind is as slippery and sneaky as his powers. He imagines his skill at swindling and hustling other students out of weapons, gear, money, or time is second to none. In reality, his methods are about as subtle as an axe to the head and mainly consist of threatening to hit students with The Shankers if they don't give him what he wants. (He's actually had to do that a few times.) This has left him generally disliked by the majority of the student body. He has an intermittent habit of wringing his hands, especially when he's trying to be subtle. BIO: Pyle was considered too much of an extortionist, even by his Makuta's standards, so he was sent to Corpus Rahkshi. The hope was that he'd start becoming more subtle in his swindling. NAME: Oshi VARIATION: Mind Reading LEVEL: 2 GENDER: Oshi identifies as a female. GEAR: Fleur- A short sword with a flower carved into the pommel.APPEARANCE: As a Rahkshi of Mind Reading, Oshi's natural armor coloration is lavender. Flowers are carved into her shoulders, kneepads, chestplate, and even on top of her head. Two red stripes are painted across her right eye. PERSONALITY: "Oh God they're all out to get me oh God oh God oh God" would be an apt description of Oshi. She is extremely paranoid, and will go out of her way to avoid other students. This is likely due to her inability to fully control her Mind Reading abilities; they will involuntarily trigger, allowing her to briefly detect the twisted minds of her fellow students. She doesn't know how to cope with the initial rush of aggression and hate she detects, so she simply assumes that whoever she discovered wants to hurt her and tries to distance herself as best she can. BIO: Oshi was intended to be her Makuta's "canary in the coalmine," if you will; her task was to sniff out enemies and gauge their feelings to determine if any traps had been laid for her Makuta. When she first tried this, however, she encountered a whirlwind of emotions, most of which were centered around hatred, bloodlust, and greed. She couldn't handle or understand what she detected, but they ended up disturbing her nonetheless, reducing her to a paranoiac of the most extreme variety. She was shipped off to Corpus Rahkshi in the hopes that she would eventually overcome her fear of others. Needless to say, it hasn't worked out yet. NAME: Exigent VARIATION: Gravity LEVEL: 2 GENDER: Exigent identifies as a male. GEAR: Spear- A navy blue-shafted spear with an ornately carved silver head.Shinken Shuriken- A set of four-bladed throwing stars.APPEARANCE: As a Rahkshi of Gravity, Exigent's natural armor coloration is silver. He has a ring of navy blue around the edges of his raised collar armor and kneepads. The Matoran character for "5" is etched on his shoulders, because he was the fifth Rahkshi that his Makuta produced. He is as thin as a rail. He wears a pair of spectacles on the end of his "nose." (Purely for show, of course.) Two thin golden rings are on his left pinky finger, and one thick golden ring is on his right middle finger. PERSONALITY: Behind Exigent's cool, calm, and collected demeanor lies perhaps one of the most twisted minds in the whole of Corpus Rahkshi. He compares the screams of the tormented to beautiful music, and would gladly sip tea and read philosophy books among the corpses of his victims. Each time he encounters someone, he immediately imagines them dying in a most horrible way. He'd gladly make that horrible death a reality himself, except for the fact that he is a massive germophobe. BIO: Exigent was probably his Makuta's greatest achievement. Right from the start, Exigent displayed his ability to carry out gruesome tasks without any second thoughts; a truly evil "son" for a truly evil being. However, during a particularly nasty assignment, he accidentally swallowed some blood from a dying victim and contracted a debilitating disease. This disease was the reason that he became a germophobe when he healed. He refused to touch another being, for fear of becoming infected again. Exigent's Makuta shipped him off to Corpus Rahkshi to temper the fear of germs out of him.

Artakha.

--IC: Kri: In the Gym-- "OK, bye..." Kri said lamely as the glowing Rahkshi departed. --OOC:-- Kri's Open For Interaction again.

Malady 1, Luffy 0. Oh, pish.

--IC: Kri: In the Gym-- "Maybe it does."

--IC: Kri: In the Gym-- "I've been called a lot of things, but never astute."

--IC: Kri: In the Gym-- "Aren't we all, in a way?"

I would have offered to help you by drawing your map myself, via PM, without you having to pay me, but since you said you wanted to keep it mum, I'll withdraw.

--IC: Gairu-- "Yeah, Konihi. Be more positive. I'm sure that there's still treasure here in the ruins. Biotron, Kultax and I are going. You and Ayna can join us when you stop being such downers." Gairu began walking over to a shop labeled "Po-Koro Adventurers' Supply Store" and stopped by the door, waiting for his friends.

--IC: Luffy: In the Library-- Luffy severely wanted to bash someone's face in. Particularly Wisecrack or Green Edgy. Then he stopped for a second and realized... Green Edgy was right. He was being the edgy one, not her. He let out a deep breath. "I gotta go cool off. Being around you guys is driving me off the edge. Come back when either you can stop tossing insults, or I'm sane enough not to deliver death threats with every breath." He slunk off to a more quiet corner of the Library and plunked down in a free chair, holding his head in his hands and trying to collect his thoughts. --IC: Kri: In the Gym-- "What?... What? Why not? Pain... is the greatest... feeling... in the world." --OOC:-- Look what you've done, Library crew. Luffy's Open For Interaction again. Just be careful.

--IC: Luffy: In the Library-- No. He didn't. He did NOT just bring my face into this. "My face isn't any uglier than yours, bucko. Or at least it won't be, once I pound my fists into yours a few times." After delivering the line, Luffy realized just how much being around these guys made his blood boil. He hoped that Green Edgy would take up his offer to fight soon; he didn't know how long he'd be able to hold out. He decided to renew the offer. "Come on, Green Edgy. Wanna take this to the Gym or not? If not, I may just have to drag Wisecrack there instead."

Before I changed into my plain grey pajama shirt, I was wearing a delightfully blue shirt advertising my political views: "I VOTE FOR TACOS." It had a little campaign button and everything.

Pulled a Sumiki and declared this topic closed! But nobody besides the eight-foot engsmsploded sub sandwich wanted this topic closed, so everyone else...