Azibo

IC: Azza slung the rope over his shoulder. The throwing disks clattered as he stood. "Six disks, I better use them wisely." He searched around the walls of his small, icy house one last time. There were no decorations and little furniture; the only notable feature being a small window facing outside of the cliff-side abode. Azza stepped of the mat on the floor and moved towards the door, but his hand hesitated as he reached for the handle. "No matter what happens, I can't back down if someone tries to stop me from leaving. I must be brave." The door took some effort to open ever since it was savaged by the thugs who entered Ko-koro after the city fell. Azza left his home without looking back and began descending the hallway stairs onto the main street. "That blast I heard earlier, it came from the next block over, near the warehouse. This is my chance, either I escape now or I'm forever stuck as Echelon's prisoner. It'd be best to avoid the conflict near the warehouse. I'll try to run parallel to it for now and take advantage of this city's occupiers focus being there for now." Azza reached the street and immediately hustles towards an alleyway. "Mata Nui protect me," he whispers as he hugs the rope around his chest. Not far off, the chaotic sounds of battle pierce the freezing air. OOC: I'm looking forward to playing with everyone! Feel free to interact with me or have my character appear in the background of your posts! I'm not looking to go power-crazy or anything; I just want a chill matoran roleplay experience. Maybe someday I can become a toa but for now I'm just happy being a normal dude. I'm not fully caught up on all the plot-points, so feel free to let me know if I'm incorrect about anything!

Name: Azza (A-zah) Species: Matoran Azza is a a Ba Matoran who has been lives in Ko-Koro for years. He came to the icy fortress to dedicate his life to meditation on the virtue of destiny and principle of peace. He's quite good at throwing disks and fairly strong for a matoran. His bottom half is purple while his top half is black, with an ebony Rau covering his face. Overall, he's a pretty average matoran. Unable to live in the Makuta-follower's occupation of Ko-koro any longer, he's abandoning his humble home with nothing but the pack of disks on his back. While unsure of what adventures await beyond ko-koro, he knows it's time for something new and definitely a change of scenery. Gender: Male No powers, just on the upper end of the strong spectrum, and good at disk throwing. Azza has spent years as an Acolyte, so he's kind of attuned to his surroundings and at peace within himself. Half a dozen throwing disks Pretty much anything a normal matoran is weak to. Moral good. Stoic, desire to succeed and the willpower to acheive his dreams, kind to strangers, avoids conflict. Hey for the record, I'm colorblind so if Azza's feet aren't actually purple let me know lmao. Name: Baden (BAY-den) Species: Toa of Lightning Baden is an ancient Toa, but he's only ever been in a cave. He became a Toa by Ame becoming a Turaga. Together, they've been stuck in a cave for so long they've lost track of time and most of their memory. Since he's lived in limited space, he has virtually no practice with exerting large amounts of elemental energy, however, he has expert-level control over lightning on a minuscule scale. He carries tremendous guilt about what happened, and strives to be the best Toa he can to make up for it. As a Matoran, he was an adventurer and treasure-hunter, and was always friendly. Gender: Male Powers: Expert-level control of Lightning and Electricity on a small scale. Practically no experience in real combat or large exertions of his element. Inquisitive mind. Kanohi: Axilia Blue and Silver Great Kualsi. Kanohi became Axilia when he was struck by lightning that partially caused the cave-in. (Approved by Ghosthands). Name: Ame (Ah-MAY) Species: Turaga of Plasma Ame was once a Toa who was great friends with the Matoran, Baden in particular, but that was in the ancient years. He saved Baden's life when they became trapped in a cave, but in surrendering his Toa power to save Baden, he became a Turaga. He lay dormant for untold years with Baden, seldom waking up and training the new Toa and educating him. Ame always put great care in spending time with the Matoran and making them feel noticed and appreciated. He is a very kind-hearted and forgiving soul, and he fully understands the level of control and attention needed with wielding Plasma, which has motivated him to have above-average control over his element as a Toa. He is unsure what his new limits are since he has no real experience as a Turaga. Powers: Reduced mastery over Plasma. Selfless nature. Kanohi: White Noble Kakama.

I'm about to post my character. I'm going to be a Ba matoran Acolyte who is basically tired of living in the now-criminal Ko-koro. I guess there's a battle unfolding, with a large scale fight being kicked off by sirens and a Toa of Sonics' use of their powers, so my matoran will have decided to abandon his studies and meditation and will try to escape now. Sooooooooo if you see me in the ko-wahi thread feel free to interact! If you could though, could you sum up basically what's going on in Ko-koro right now? Stannis the toa maru is fighting some bad guy toa named Eisen inside a warehouse where some hostages are presumed to be, and there's a large crowd of bad guys outside being assaulted by the toa of sonics' team?

@Silvan, yeah maybe I'll just be in the Koro and detail how I "made it out." Do you currently have a character within the story? IF so, how long have you played? I think the staff could try agreeing with each other that if outside circumstances become too big of an issue for a time like I feel like they are now, then they should allow some staffers who are present and not so entangled in their affairs to force the story to progress. Just my two cents though, I'm sure they're doing as great a job as they can. I'm going to try and get caught up on the story going on right now. Would it be enough to just read the Ko-Wahi thread and maybe the main story thread? Or should I try to understand everything?

Hey everyone! I've been a member of BZPower since I was a kid. As I grow older, it's always so weird to come back to this site! I've got some free time in August, and was remembering following some old BZPRPG threads years ago, and how I tried to make a character before but in the end the concept didn't work out, so I thought it might be fun to spend some time making a character and playing this game with everyone for awhile.. I'm posting here first just to ask a few questions; after this, I'll go create and post a character and start playing! First, I see people asking/looking for interaction. I'm going to try and get ahead of this and say if your character is near me, feel free to interact! I've played plenty of Dungeons and Dragons in my past, so I'm very experienced in playing fun and fair with everyone There's talk about the main plot/story being on hold because of staff member problems? I hope it's okay that I get involved anyways. Sorry if this is a bad time to make a new character and if some big new chapter is right around the corner. Worst case scenario, I'll just retcon my stuff. Lastly, this will be a creative outlet for me in life, so I hope everyone I interact with can appreciate my desire for a fun experience working with a character I created and generating my own fulfilling story. I'm not really looking to be a major cool hero with awesome powers and expert skill. I'm actually just gonna make a matoran, but haven't entirely decided which type yet. Maybe someday it can be a toa but not for now lol. I think I understand there is a hostage situation going on in Ko-koro right now? Would it be a bad idea to make my character start out as a victim of this? Thanks everyone for keeping this going without me! Bionicle fans are best fans.

Welcome (back). There's a couple of issues with the character you're describing, first and foremost that Kraata are not a playable species. Please read the first page of the profiles topic to make sure you understand the rules for character creation. Secondly, there are no 'distant Makuta'; in this universe, there is only one Makuta: the Makuta, and he's the eldritch god of darkness we knew in Bionicle's early years, not the latter-day Teridax of canon. The setting of the BZPRPG is different from canon in many ways, so read the New Player Topic carefully to make sure you're fully aware of them. If you have any questions, feel free to ask in here or PM a staff member. And have fun! EDIT: in answer to your second paragraph, the staff are working to bring us into the next arc of the main plot, which will also include a new area of the otherwise-mysterious world. But you're welcome to get started as soon as you're ready -- just make sure you bring your character in line with the rules and lore first. I previously messaged Nuju metru about it and it was okayed back then. This time though I'd like to just have simple updates and occasionally interact with other players. The lore change is fine it doesn't really matter.

Hey everybody! I attempted to get in on this years ago but just stopped investing in it. Well, I've decided to try and have a new story years later. I've made some changes to my character so I'll be a totally different person, ignore my previous posts. I'm Aras, a stage six Kraata of Illusion. I was spawned from a distant Makuta hundreds of thousands of years ago, and only recently made it to the island of Mata-Nui after such a long time that forgotten most of where I cam from and where I'm going. I intend to just have some simple, fun posting throughout the next story arc. That's why I'm posting here though. Is the current/previous main story wrapping up? It sounds like some people are waiting for some new main event. Should I hold off on posting until that happens, or can I just start posting IC RP now?

IC: The sun pierces the horizon as the dawn of a new day comes. Its bright rays fail to thoroughly penetrate the thick dust storm, and instead of a majestic morning picture, it seems that twilight will overstay its welcome. As the cloud of sand moves across the desert, Ibiza and his new found steed are pinned under the storm's belly. Ibiza doesn't care though. For the past week he has done nothing but sit in the cave and stare out into the opening. If kraata could cry, Po-Wahi would have a new lake. The Nui-Jaga- having adapted to its blindness- could recognize Ibiza's scent from across the island. The stench of a melancholy kraata has filled the cave to capacity, and the grumbles of depression have taken a permanent residence inside the scorpions ears. Suddenly, the Nui-Jaga left the safety of the cave and scuttled out into the storm. "Great. He left me too.," Ibiza muttered. He slumped down on the dry stone floor. "Why would he stay? Why would he care? Why would anyone care... I don't deserve life. I'm just wasting air. I have nothing... I am nothing..." The flurry outside picks up, and suddenly sand bursts through the cave, blasting the kraata's green and yellow skin. "..." Ibiza didn't even sigh as he was being sandblasted. Hundreds of tiny specks were beginning to imbued themselves in his soft skin. Yet Ibiza seemed to not care. Perhaps it was the nights he spent looking up at the moon in the cold desert atmosphere, or maybe it was the fear of the Nui-Jaga deciding to turn on him and in one swift move eating him alive, or it might have been him being alone with his thoughts for the first time in his existence, but whatever it was, Ibiza seemed to have given up. Though he shed no tears, he now was little more than a living piece of scenery- lying motionless on the bottom of a cave as if he were just another stone. More sand pelted him, forcing him to at least shut his eyes. As quickly as it began, the penetrating cloud of sand retreated from the cave and again marched only on the outside. "If only I had a real power. If I were a Kraata of electricity, I could electrocute all of Ga-Koro. Or if I could control gravity I could cave in the mines of Onu-Koro." Ibiza shook his head. "Why do I always think only of destruction? Ever since day one I have only thought about causing harm. What have I ever given back? What have I ever created? Is my legacy really only being a pawn of a failure? How sad my existence is. I was born to serve under an uncaring master, and I will die alone, in the cave of some rahi. Why did the that Nui-Jaga leave anyways? It wont get far in this storm, especially with its condition." Ibiza sat up a little. "Now that I think about it, why hasn't it attacked me yet? I wonder if it is keeping me around to be its eyes... I guess that would make sense. But it still is just some rahi. I can't have it do anything for me, and if it were spotted by any of the matoran it'd be slaughtered for sure. " Ibiza slithered back. "The matoran... I wonder what they are doing now that Makuta is gone. They surely have fought some wild rahkshi by now, I doubt they would give me a chance. What would I want with them anyways. What could they teach me? How to work like a mindless slave? How to build pointless structures, or craft... statues... that were real and not just imagination... Now that I am a free kraata, nothing says I have to be evil..." Ibiza's thoughts had to be paused for the time being, for he heard a loud thumping and scuttling coming from the mouth of the cave. "What's that? It sounds like the scorpion, but not entirely. There's something else... " Suddenly, a fairly large rock came rolling towards Ibiza. He closed his eyes as he braced for impact, but impact never came. Instead, the rock was stopped by the scorpions stinger just in front of the kraata. "W-what? Is that a... a kohlii ball?" The Nui-Jaga scuttled in place, as if to show pride in his find. "Yous seem happy about this... I might as well let you see what you found." Ibiza used his powers to display the cave's image inside the scorpions mind. The scorpion started making strange noises that sounded like a quiet mix of chirps and shrieks. He clapped his pincers as he began to nudge the kohlii ball around the cave. Ibiza chuckled at the sight. "Ha ha ha. Wait... what is this!? This... this feeling! I feel... strange. Scared. But... I like it! I remember hearing Makuta scheme with some matoran about infecting some of those kohlii balls. He said they would poison kohlii players who used them. What was that one Po-Matoran who he said was guaranteed to fall ill? H something.. Haukii... Hupuu.. um, Hafii Hewku! That was it, Hewku!" The scorpion stopped playing with his prize to stare at Ibiza. "Hewku... is this you responding to that? I suppose I can't call you 'that Nui-Jaga' for forever. I might as well call you Hewku. I'm naming you after the greatest kohlii player of all time, ha ha ha." The storm outside began to rapidly let up, illuminating the cave with the hot Po-Wahi sun. "For the past few days I have thought of nothing but dying, but now... now I feel like I have some kind of attachment to this world. You seem to like rolling that ball, and you are friendly enough that you haven't killed me yet. Maybe this feeling I have... maybe that's what my life should be about now. No more destruction or plotting, only me helping you. You need me-or at least- you need someone. I can be that someone though. I'm gonna look out for you Hewku." The Nui-Jaga left his toy and came close to the kraata. As the newly-named Hewku lowered his head, Ibiza slithered onto its back. "Its strange, you seem to know my thoughts, or at least, you know my intentions. Come now, Hewku, the storm is letting up, and I refuse to give up on life. I have a purpose now. I am your care-taker now. Your guardian. And your care-giver." Hewku walked to the front of the cave. "For better or worse, you and I are going on an adventure. We are going to Po-Koro. You like that kohlii ball, so I won't rest until you now how to play the game! To Po-Koro!" Hewku picked his feet up, only to put them down again. "Hm, I suppose you wouldn't know exactly how to get to Po-Koro. I don't really know either, so I guess we'll just go and try to find our way. So... go that way!" Hewku and Ibiza took their first steps out of the cave, beginning a journey to Po-Koro. Bathing in the fresh air, Ibiza's spirits seemed to rapidly be lifting. "I must be crazy," he thought. "I don't really expect this to work. We'll be killed. Oh well I guess. If you aren't living with a purpose, then I guess you are only fit to die." OOC: sorry it took so long for the next installment of this! I've been so busy with work recently. I promise I won't just make the next one be Ibiza and hewku appearing at Po-Koro, they are going on a journey Soon i might even encounter some other players

IC: Ibiza stood proudly atop Mangai as he watched all of Le-Wahi burn. The hundreds of thin spikes that jutted from his tan back glimmered in harsh sunlight, and his blue hands gripped a long staff that had a disk on either end of it. Any rahi that could fly took to the air and soared as fast as they could to escape the screams of all of those inside the jungle who were now burning alive. Bursts of elemental energies littered the sky as countless toa tried to stop the raging inferno. Rain poured down. Earth arose. Tornadoes swirled about, but nothing could stop the destruction. Ibiza hissed to himself as he enjoyed the fruits of his labor. "This really just goes to show that patience, determination, and an unwavering will can accomplish anything! I wonder what chaos I'm going to cause next? Should I bring down this volcano and crash the economy of Ta-Koro? Perhaps I'll just redirect its flow into the ice plains of Ko-Wahi and melt it all down? I don't even have to use this volcano! I could-" A large explosion interrupted his monologue. "That came from Le-Koro. Makuta will be most pleased!" For an instant, Ibiza's surroundings flashed between the volcano, and the bottom of some body of water. "Wait, Makuta hasn't spoken to me since-" Another flash, this time the watery environment lingered, and Ibiza made out more details. The water went a little less than a bio above his head, and it looked like he was a few bio away from some shoreline. The images returned to the violent destruction of Le-Wahi. "Makuta died! He never told me to destroy the island! And I never was meant to be in armor! Does this mean-" The landscape was gone. Ibiza was no longer on Mangai. He was on a sandy floor, immersed fully into the watery image that was breaking through his senses earlier. The sudden urge for air hit him, and he scrambled to wind his way to the surface. As he breached the water's surface, he was caught up in a wave, which crashed his body on the beach. Ibiza felt exhausted. Unable to bring himself to move, Ibiza remained sprawled on the beach as the slow waves took turns bombarding his body. "What... what is this? What..." failing to stave off the urge to sleep, the slug-snake succumbed to unconsciousness and allowed his black eyes to shut. It took several hours for Ibiza to wake up. By now, he was half submerged in the shore's sand, and was only able to free himself after some squirming. "Okay, I just need to think. I remember being in Le-Wahi... and a lot of slithering around... I remember avoiding a Muaka... and... oh. Oh no... that time when I fell off that one ledge! I must have hit my head! And somehow that must have triggered some kind of powers! This whole time I've just been fooling myself- literally! I didn't destroy Le-Wahi! I left the jungles for... wait, where am I?" Ibiza looked around. the body of water seemed to go on forever. He deduced this to be the endless ocean. Opposite the ocean was an equally endless desert. "I must be in Po-Wahi. Wow, that must have been an incredible illusion if it brought me all the way here." Ibiza looked at the sun, which was quickly reaching the end of it's journey to the horizon. Soon it would begin to set. "I can't stay here, I might be spotted by some matoran out on the sea. I guess that leaves me no choice but to risk the desert. I'd rather die on land then die at sea, anyways." Deciding on a direction, Ibiza took off, steadily increasing the distance between him and the water. As the sun began to set, Ibiza reached the top of a sand dune. He was tired. He had been sliding across the sands for too long, and his underside was starting to feel a little raw. He gazed down over the never-ending desert, spotting two Nui-Jaga about to fight. "Perfect" he thought. "If I could get just infect one of those rahi, I could make it take me to its nest. That'd be a great shelter for the night." Ibiza approached the two scorpions, who were so engaged in each other that they failed to notice his presence. One was had purple markings, and appeared to be larger than the other one, which sported light blue markings. the two danced around each other, their gaze unblinking as they each watched the other's eyes. Claws ready and stingers poised to strike, the blue Nui-Jaga made the first move, hurling its tail towards the bulk of the purple one. The stinger crashed into the sand as the purple Nui-Jaga jumped to the side. It retaliated by sending claw directly into the face of the blue one. "Great," Ibiza noted, "I like the purple ones better anyways. It looks like this fight will be over soon." Reeling back in pain, the blue scorpion charged again, this time sending both claws into the arms of its foe while it jabbed again at it. the purple scorpion proved its strength, though, as it caught the oncoming claws and stinger in its own respective claws and stinger. It became a wrestling match as the two scorpions pushed against each other, desperate to break through the other's strength and deliver a killing blow. The purple one once again demonstrated its superiority a it started unleashed burst after burst after burst of its venom. It seemed to douse the blue Nui-Jaga's entire face in the blinding liquid. It screeched in pain as it felt its eyes sizzle and fizz, but it refused to give up. In one quick instant, it jumped back, allowing the full force of the foe's stinger to slam down into the sand. Before it could react, the blue scorpion rushed forward again and sank its jaws onto the adversaries tail. The Purple rahi attempted to counter by ending the double arm wrestling match and reaching for the injured face that was clenched on its most powerful weapon. The blue Nui-Jaga was ever-quicker though, and released its bite, causing the purple rahi to slam its claws into its own injured tail. Without hesitation, the blue stinger came crashing down again and again on the other Nui-Jaga until it was stabbing at a motionless hulk. "No. Way. There is no way! How did the smaller one win!" Ibiza started moving towards the victor. "Just my luck, now I have to ride around on a small, blue Nui-Jaga. I'll be the laughing stock of the Kraata world!" As Ibiza approached the scorpion, he saw that it was wounded. "Oh no, its eyes are completely destroyed. It's blind! I can't use a blind rahi! Unless..." Ibiza wasted no time infecting the Nui-Jaga's kanohi. It quickly jumped on its target, and while the scorpion started panicking and throwing its appendages everywhere, Ibiza stayed focused, and after several seconds, the creature was subdued. "Now comes the hard part," thought the kraata, as he took his place on his new servant's back. Ibiza put himself into the mind of the Nui-Jaga, and created an illusion exactly alike the surroundings. "There. I'll just be the eyes to my pet, and in return it can be my everything else." Ibiza stopped thinking to himself, and began giving out orders. "I am your mater now, Rahi. My first command is for you to take me to your home or nest or whatever you call it." the scorpion complied, and began scuttling away, just as the moon began to rise. OOC: I hope everyone enjoyed the read! MUCH much more to come!

Just so I don't get into trouble, I ran this idea past Nuju Metru, and he's allowing it. This will be fun! Name: Aras Species: Stage Six Kraata Gender: Male Appearance: Dark green torso with a tan tail. Powers: Illusion Weaknesses: Almost everything with a mind strong enough to see through my illusions Alignment: Neutral Evil. History: Hundreds of thousands of years ago, some long-forgotten Makuta spawned Aras. His true purpose lost to time, Aras instinctively traveled throughout the Matoran Universe until finally reaching the island of Mata-Nui. After hibernating for some time, Aras awakens to wander the island of Mata-nui. Personality and Traits: Serious, stoic, a little abnormal compared to civilized society due to being an ancient, evil being made from a Makuta's essence.. His only memory of his Makuta is his floating Garai with his glowing, red eyes, which Aras can manifest with his illusion powers

hey, congrats on your finalising(idk) win in bbc. you got farther than most.

we need something random to conteract the pony invasion! i move for us to put a picture of either a mangos or bagpipes:P Ponies+invasion+staff members+non-staff members+BZPower=PonyPower!!!!!!!!!

voya nui wasnt a huge chunk. ill try to find the map, but it was pretty small, like prob smaller than ta-metru or ta-koro.It was size of a village, not a huge cunk,not a prob for the hole.

i am so gonna enter this one.i am getting started right away!

1. a] The word does not include the Universe, and controlling a hunk of rock in space does not mean you control people on it. 2. d] 42 is the answer to life, the universe, and EVERYTHING. Therefore, it is the answer to ALL math problems. 3. a] Because of number 5. 4. d] i have said enouf 5. b] like i said.. 6. a] 7. Norik's Prophecy is better than Dalek. 8. it's the end of the World. 9. Cheese. 10.norik's prophesy i solved this through mathametalish smarticalness, i asked a mango.