Lady Kopaka

You were so awesome to meet in person! I meant to talk to you more one on one, but things were crazy/busy. Take care!

I didn't judge you for anything you said...I don't even remember hearing anything awkward or rude from you, at least. You were so amazing, Kayru. I'm so happy I finally got to meet you. To meet an amazing artist, plus an amazing person, it was great. Thank you so much for the support and love during the small bump in the road over the weekend. Can't wait to start the collab with you too!

omg you added music and everything to it i can't breathe h e l p

I'm sorry if my hug when we first met was initially uncomfortable! but I'm really happy you came! sorry I didn't talk a lot to you, I had a lot going on see you next year? (:

I'll be there! come say hi! At bionicle section, I'm the redhead with freckles, doing lots of art.

I'll see everyone there (: If you'd like a quick sketch done by me, and I'm not overloaded, come by and bug me! Free to any BZPower member. <3

Super fantastic work. Krika is one of my favourite villians. You did this with just a mouse? Mindblowing. I could not have the patience for that. At all. Original design too, I liked how you took the major points of the set and bended it to give him a creepily surreal look, but is still easily recognizable as Krika. It takes a lot of creative thinking to have such a neat design represented. Love the atmopshere as well. Eerie and love the sort of soft painterly style. Glad you also focused on the silhouette on him, makes it a stronger composition. Helps the 'ghost' theme going on. With the very cool colours/black and white in front, I also enjoy the aurora-akin colours for the background, helps him pop out a bit. The red on his face is a good topping on the cake. You got a great understanding of colours, values, and simply you're pretty talented from what I can tell. Would love to see more art from you. Thanks for sharing.

my art is not complete without some Ancient.

I am the worst at updating this. New chapter is up.

SECTION 6.02 “What do you mean… no one is here?” Tachi stammered. Her voice was unsteady as she clasped on her weapon. “Everyone says a Makuta is here—so where in the pit is he?!” Tachi swung her long sword down, the black marble floor cracked and splintered; disturbing the haunting tranquility of the area. Komas just stood there insensibly as he watched Tachi fume with anger. He didn’t seem surprised or annoyed, he just watched her as she tried to calm down. Tachi leaned against her tool and stared at what she had done, breathing in and out unevenly. She was angry, hurt—she was obsessed with the chase. Tachi didn’t want to be, no, she couldn’t be like this. A Toa wasn’t like this. To always use anger and the obsession to power her vengeance. It wasn’t right. But when did she think like this? Before, she didn’t care. She didn’t care one bit about what or who she really was, all she wanted was revenge. But now the emotion of regret from her outburst murmured, and she suddenly questioned her motives. She finally she looked up at Komas with weary eyes. “I…apologize.” Komas just walked over and shook his head. “No need to act contrite and get all angsty on me,” he said. “Let’s just calm down and try to figure out where he went.” “Why are you doing all this?” Tachi whispered. “Will you please just trust me and move on?” Komas' voice seemed to be ruder than he intended. He sighed and stared up at the ceiling for a moment. “We need to examine the area, and then leave before anyone finds us.” Tachi didn’t respond right away, she coldly watched Komas walk off to study the strange devices. “There is no one here, Komas. The entire island is abandoned.” “Maybe the Makuta went on a vacation.” Komas grinned looking at her. Tachi rolled her eyes as she swiped the visor away from her face. “Komas, please take this seriously—” “I am being serious,” he said. “This equipment has recently been used, so we know Makuta Szian has been here. I’d say he and his servants left somewhere…either to a get-together with fellow Makuta buddies, or he had another place to go to of importance, it seems he left in a hurry...did he know we were coming?” Tachi didn’t answer, nor show any awareness to Komas’ pondering. She began to walk around the room, studying even the tiniest of details of scattered wires and small instruments. Mechanical objects wreathed the area; all in various shades of black and silver, brooding over Tachi like ominous beasts. Some lights flickering on their cold exterior, the machines droning, doing unknown tasks provided by their master. It all seemed proverbial, but yet again, it was nothing. Tachi could recall nothing of this. She walked over to an operating table on the far side of the room and her hand glided over the shimmering metal. She gazed up to a small object attached to the wall beside the stand, covered in long dangly wires and tubes. She almost caught herself shuddering for some reason, but bunged herself from leasing the mental feeling to become physical. It was rather curious, most curious how the room seemed to be a silent study, yet at the same time a ghastly experimental room. Makuta were so…questionable in their tastes. Or was it just this one? It was something Tachi could not understand. Tachi’s eyes for actuality drifted away and she just took interest in what lay around her. Her appearance seemed calm, but inwardly she was desperate to find the next clue. She paced around a large library case and stopped to look ahead of her. What stood before was a black door, possibly of a back exit or a storage space. Tachi nearly continued to move on, but turned back to it and inclined her head. Something wasn’t right. She could feel it. Carefully, she inched toward the door, her arm slowly rising to finger the cold silver handle. She touched it, and nothing significant happened, it was what she expected. But the cold feeling quivered around her as she rested her fingers around it. She proceeded to turn the knob, the handle creaking. The door swung open and she stepped in moderately. Tachi looked straight ahead, and nearly caught herself staggering back. Up ahead was a Toa connected to hundreds of wires, attached to the wall and almost implanted on some sort of machine vertically. The pitiful specimen was ghastly skeletal and in a remorseful shape, with little armor covering inflamed and scarred organic tissue. It even took her a moment to note he was Toa, concerning his scrawny appearance. She couldn’t even tell of his element. He was without a mask, save for the large obscure metal screen he wore over his eyes. Tachi nearly took the being as dead until she noticed his heart light gleaming. She cautiously started forward, then immediately jolted into a short run, clutching onto the slimy bare hand that hung lifelessly down. “Komas!” She shouted. “In here, now!” It wasn’t but a few succeeding moments that Komas’s face popped up around the entrance and his mouth dropped, stunned. He ran over and looked at the being, around the room, and then back toward Tachi. “What the…what is this?” Tachi studied the austere small space. It was just like the study, but cramped, and with tables and tables of small vats containing various organic items that suspended in the bubbling waters…muscles, lungs…there were many other strange devices in the area moreover. Operating tables, disorganized tablets and scrolls, the sickening smell of rotting skin—it made her sick. Sick with anger. “Help me get him out.” Tachi commanded rapidly. Her hands were already digging around the piles of almost living wires. Komas agreed, without question or any humorous comments for once. He was nearly a head taller than Tachi, and proceeded to use his height to start pressing certain buttons on a small screen pad, beside the drooping head of the being. Tachi’s eyes were wide with a maddened sense to free the Toa. Her thoughts were racing with questions, about him, the room, and the machine. It felt like hours of careful tinkering to free the being. But finally the large leech-like wires that connected to the back extracted with a cold hiss; some silver liquid poured away from the wires, dripping on the black floor. The machine lost its deathly grip on the Toa and Tachi grabbed him before he hit the floor. She collapsed on the ground, holding onto the being. The Toa was soaked in a slimy mess, possibly of protodermis that was carried from the machine and into the body. Komas squatted beside Tachi and blankly stared. His heart light continued to shine, but no movements from him could be seen. Tachi had to remind herself to actually breathe. She took a deep breath, adjusting the body more comfortably on the floor as she held onto upper body tenderly and removed the large, bulky blind. He was still being imbedded cruelly with many long skinny wires, humming quietly as they seemed to supply him data from the machine. Neither said anything, Tachi just gripped onto the distraught body, eyes wide as she waited for any signs of life. Anything. It nearly made Tachi shriek. The head jerked back and the body twitched. His eyes shot open and gagged. He rolled over somewhat from Tachi’s grasp, the side of his scarred metal face pressing against the cold floor and mouth spewed blood. He lay there, shaking uncontrollably with Tachi stubbornly continuing to hold onto him. He slowly started to breathe normally, but the throat sounded irregular and mechanical. Little by little he forced his head back toward Tachi, staring at her with dazed green eyes. They rapidly seemed to expand and his blood soaked mouth opened. “You…I know you…I know your face.” “It speaks.” Komas murmured quietly with surprise. Tachi disregarded Komas and sustained to look at the being with a soft idiom, trying her best to look reassuring. “You came back...” he started submissively. “You shouldn’t have. I thought you were dead and yet you live…but return to the dead here, why is this sister…?” He was hoarse and weak, but seemed to once bear a handsome voice. His hand shot up to grab onto Tachi’s tightly, his eyes never swaying from hers; hands unsteadily fumbled around hers and then her arm, as if trying not to slip down a cliff. Tachi never felt like this before. Sympathy immersed her, she was horrified. Just dreadfully aghast while looking at his sickness. But, did he just call her sister? “You know of me?” she whispered in question. The hopeful air around him seem to disperse, and was replaced with a bitter frown. “He took your memories away…did Szian not? He let you live, but he tore them from you…?” His voice was delirious sounding, Tachi didn’t want to speak anymore or pressure him. She silently nodded her head and placed her fingers to her lip with indicating to hush. But the Toa suddenly pushed himself up, grabbing her by the neck gently and stared at her, he was not but an inch away. “The glitch…! Tachi! You forgot it all? You can’t Tachi, you can’t,” he stuttered, his hand now clawing around her left shoulder. “You don’t know what you are doing…you don’t know who you are. The glitch, Tachi…no, you must remember.” The glitch. The glitch…what is the glitch? Was he hallucinating or did it have any significance? “The Makuta took my memories after he captured us from our home island, didn’t he?” “Oh Tachi…oh…oh…” He started, wreathed in sadness. Suddenly his eyes looked dazed, he struggled for breath. Tachi looked down at his chest to see his heart light flickering. Suddenly with regret and dread she fretted immediately if freeing him from the machine was killing him. “Komas, we need to connect him back up!” Tachi snapped. Komas looked at the dying Toa, frowning. He went over and clutched one of the larger wires, but the Toa weakly shook his head. “Please don’t…please—that machine...it is the entity of evil itself. I would find no greater peace if my only choice was death.” Tachi looked at the dark machine. It was like a black perfunctory spider, immovable on the wall, waiting silently for the Toa’s return to a romantic pit. She then focused back at the Toa. “What does it do?” “It is…a living machine.” He spoke out quietly. “A computer controlled by myself. The Makuta lost his will to experiment on my true purpose…after you disappeared…and so…I…am used as a machine’s life source and mind. I am nothing but an empty instrument myself. It powers me…I power it…” He paused to take some breaths and to fight away the nausea inside him. At last he continued. “…Even if you could…you could not. The Makuta made certain that I must be connected to it…if I am freed, a virus will destroy my mind…” Tachi just shook her head in resentment. She stared up at the computer and watched the green lights on it slowly switch to a cold flashing red. He seemed to twitch for a moment. He closed his eyes and suddenly the wires still connected around hummed louder and lights wavered. Before Tachi or Komas could do anything against it, the Toa’s eyes shot back open and he pulled Tachi closer to himself again. “You seek the Makuta…his logs…he is in Jiahk. The city. Away…working. You must go and stop him; you must free yourself, sister. He is…high above the clouds, immersed by the city in a pallid pinnacle. But he is just the second...” Tachi never felt so terrified and frightened in her entire life as she held the fading being. She bit her lower lip and clutched the Toa. All he did was smile at her. “Thank you, thank you,” he said. “I’m so…pleased I saw you again. Don’t forget about me...I know it wasn’t your burden…Szian didn’t want you to know the…truth—my name is Uchik…don’t forget again, sister…okay, all right?” Tachi could only dumbly bob her head, trying not to tremble. He nodded his own head, and his eyes seemed to flicker. Dark humming and warning sounds blared from the machine. Unexpectedly, his body tensed and he outstretched one of arms toward the dark and thorny carved ceiling. “The glitc—glitch—Ta—chi! You…don’t remember…please, it’s—” He stopped abruptly in his desperate sentence. With a terrible blistering noise, a spark of electricity erupted from the back of his head. His body collapsed down and slouched. His head fell back in her arms, eyes wide and lost forever in haze, tears streaming down the cold face. The mysterious Toa Uchik was no more. Tachi froze, mouth wide open and filled with shock. Immediately she began to tear away the remaining wires from the body, stricken with horror. Komas could only see the insignificance in her tries to reawaken Uchik. He rushed over to her and dragged the distraught female away from the body. Tachi screamed and rammed her hand against Komas chest like a wild rahi, filled with feral hysteria. She was not crying, but adorned in madness as she continued to scream and curse, from both anger and distress. Unclear nightmares fogged hear head, whispering and laughing in the past. Guilt was all over her body, crawling like malice creatures. “You, I hate you! You didn’t help, you let him die!” Tachi screamed. “Let…go of me!” If only she knew more. He wouldn’t be dead; it was all because of her brash doings. She suddenly saw with agonizing revelation, a deeper meaning to the word death. It took a moment for Tachi to comprehend she was still being held onto by Komas. He didn’t say anything, just struggled to keep his grip on her as she fought against him. She stopped and descended from quivering to not moving at all. Finally when his hold loosened she yanked away from his embrace and stumbled back. Her eyes widened with some sort of possessive terror. “We didn’t know…” Komas said, speaking calmly, slightly concerned what Tachi would do. “It was probably best for him; there was nothing we could do to help.” Tachi could only stare at him, her look unresponsive and not believing a word he said. Without continuing with any conversation however, The Toa of Electricity quickly turned around and started out of the bureau, heading outside. She didn’t look back. ::::: ::::: “Captain, I must enlighten you that two figures are inward bound toward the northern beach.” A heavy beat of footsteps followed in response on the metal floor, toward the bridge. The airship floated with ease over the jagged waters of the ocean, brimming silently from the powerful levitation disks that controlled it. The heavy footsteps stopped beside the large glass window. A tall, brown hunched character snatched the innovative telescope away from the gangly first mate that had pointed out the find and proceeded to use it, examining the island that lay ahead of them. His red eye squinted and slowly stared around the beach. Ah yes, there the two were, a silver and purple Toa, coming out of the darkness of the rusty city. The captain stood in a solid stance and after a moment he handed it back to the first mate that stood contently beside him. “It seems I’d be been here for scavenging while the Makuta was away, but two Toa? What fun, I was beginning to be bored.” An extensive toothed grin escaped the captain’s mouth. “Surround them.” ::::: ::::: Tachi stomped through the sand, moving quickly and stubbornly. The sun pressed against her purple and black scarred armor, glimmering and reflecting the light. The colors mixed around and the heat weighed her down. But Tachi kept walking toward an old harbor further down the beach. She felt the fresh ocean wind dance around her and the cool scratchy sand around her feet. The area was covered with piles of old debris and rusted pieces from buildings, but even so, the oasis had something light about it. But all of it was ignored by Tachi. All she had in her soul was hatred. “Sweetheart! Slow down…oh come on…please Tachi, talk to me.” Tachi ignored Komas who struggled to catch up as he shuffled through the sand. She slightly took a detour from her main path and walked over by the water. The endless, shimmering clear water calmly moved back and forth. The small waves splashed toward the beach. Bringing and taking away sand and small shells. Tachi watched her feet fall into the conflict; the swaying, foaming water sparkled around. Komas finally made it over to her and took a deep breath, wiping some sweat away from the top of his mask. He turned to look at her, his face mixed with anger and pity. “Tachi, please, you need to calm down.” Tachi stared up to the sky, and made an unexpected sardonic laugh. Her head swung to him, and she seemed almost crazed. “Calm…stay calm?” she graveled. “I have stayed calm for ten long years. I have been lost in this cloud of empty dreams, I don’t know anything about myself…and here comes a Toa who knew me. And I let him just die in that Makuta lab…you want me to stay calm?” “He was already dying Tachi; he was merely a demented device the Makuta played with. It was probably the best thing we could have done, we didn’t know the outcome.” “I should have known it!” Tachi cried. “I was here years before, I know I was! The whole time he thought I knew what was going on. He thought I just abandoned him!” “Stop being some emotional wreck about this,” Komas cracked back. “You’re taking this all out of context. You don’t have a blasted idea about what really happened those years before. He didn’t say that Tachi. He didn’t intend it.” Tachi looked like she was going to continue the fight-fest, but stopped and looked at the ground. She was being foolish over this, panicking and not thinking straight. She knew how to control passion, she had to calm herself. But this was all too much for her. Too much was going on, as if it was just life testing her will and sanity. She took a deep breath and just shook her head sadly. The female Toa just turned and looked at Komas for a time, trying to find a smile hidden somewhere deep in her, to prove to him that she was going to be okay. But she couldn’t. Her attention drifted away to the sea to avoid his gaze, and she stayed in that position for some time. Komas expected her to move on, to look back at him—something. But she just stood there, looking out. “Tachi…?” “What’s that?” Tachi’s voice jumped back into a state of hollowness, something Komas wasn’t sure it was healthy for her to suddenly bottle emotions. She just continued to point out, glowering. He looked to where Tachi had pointed and straightened his goggles, wondering if he was seeing correctly. Further out, a ship seemed to float ominously above the water. It didn’t move, just floated above with the engines quietly buzzing. “That looks like some sort of boat. Or airship…” “The Nahkita, a top of the line airship made in Xia itself, to be precise sir.” A twisted voice spoke from behind. Komas and Tachi swung around and two figures stood up ahead, sneering. Komas swung his gun out and pointed it toward the strangers. But the shorter being raised his hand. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Toa.” In a matter of moments, the area seemed to be covered with grimy bandits. Jumping out from behind debris and surrounding the Toa before they even knew what happened. The gangly crew was all manners of strange species; tall and short, brown, green…and very few friendly faces. Even less were to be even considered handsome. They all hooted and laughed, pointing weapons at the Toa and slowly closed in. Tachi swung a deadly glare at Komas. “Why didn’t you hear this?” “I—I was arguing with you! Geez, I can’t multitask all the time!” The one who had done the speaking just hunched down and made another long grin, looking very entertained. He without doubt was a Skakdi and apparently was the ring leader of the motley crew. He clutched onto a large, wicked launcher and a large dark cloak wrapped around his neck waved for a moment in the breeze. He was grimy and treacherous looking, and yet a sense of affable wit about him. The one that quietly stood beside him was a tall black, handsome Vortixx male. He glared at the two with mischievous dark blue eyes. “Toa were the last beings we would expect here,” the Skakdi spoke out dryly, walking calmly toward the Toa. “We’ve heard of good bounties on Toa masks these days. I hope you lovers have a very exceptional justification for humble pirates like ourselves.” Komas continued to point the gun toward the advancing captain and his first mate, conspicuously amid in resentment. He stood close beside Tachi, guarding her as he eyed the envious and hungry stares of the pirates. Though, Komas studied over the Skakdi as he came closer and into full detail. The Toa slowly brought down his gun, looking at the captain with a novel appearance. “Wait a minute…I know you.”

Thank you all for taking the time to answer my questions! Super super helpful for developing my story! I love seeing the diversity in the answers, but I was also surprised on some common desires. I'm going to try my best to reply to everyone asap. Oh, yeah, also...

lk go to bed

Okay guys, as I’m working on this Bionicle novel…I got some questions if y’all don’t mind answering! I’d love input! No need to answer all these questions if you don't want to. And this is for writing purposes--I'm not trying to pretend I'm all self important and changing the real canon. Just my alternate universe. What were a few things that you didn’t like in the storyline, and wished was changed? (e.g. a event, character death, lack of character death, etc) What’s your favourite ships? Or simply a uncommon group of characters? (e.g. Federation of Fear) Do you have any notable headcanons on a character? Or something else? A culture, object, event, etc? What characters would you like to know more about, or have more screen-time? What would you imagine different in a humanized world? Thanks so much if you do this! The answers may greatly affect the direction of my planned serials.

So my descent into further madness has begun. The last full feature novel I wrote was Glitch in the System, completed in 2009. It was one of the best experiences I’ve ever had concerning a artistic project, and I want to experience that again. I do not consider myself much of a writer at all, but I enjoy it, and that’s what counts. So, I’d like to announce I’m working on a new series! (listens to two people clapping in distance) What’s it about? Well, to put it simply, I was not content with the direction of BIONICLE (gen1), so… Novel to start somewhere mid 2008 serials. Story will begin to change not far into that. Will be divided out into chronological serials like the canon ones, but will be longer. And cooler. And less of a confusion. To be written in a version where [almost] everyone is human. (sorry guys, it’s what I’m most comfortable with) And no Mata Nui being a robot. (I mean, no disrespect, that’s cool, but doesn’t work for my AU) Likely to be released early January of 2015. I’m seeking proofreaders and someone I can bounce ideas off of. Maybe a few people? Would be cool if this AU wasn’t all my idea. If you’re interested, send me a PM. I really want to do this. So it’s going to get done. Stay tuned.

new piece, the Shadowed One

Oh no. Is it too late for me to revive this topic? Life got really busy...I'll risk it. I think it's 60 days now anyway? Here's some updates, click for larger resolution:

blog all about me pls oh and jazz music i suppose no one will suspect that

The magic number was 351. Doing the math, Smooth Jazz was just 11 off, making him the closest. Congrats! I'll get your premier membership set up asap <3

OOPS I totally forgot about this sorry guys xD I'll announce the winner tomorrow. (:

I was trying to, but my iPod is a pain to post photos with. Here's my BIONICLE tattoo, it's a kakama with the HT gears behind it to symbolize both the line, the hobby, and this community. Pat, that's a fantastic tattoo! Thank you for sharing! I'm still playing around with what I want. I'm leaning toward Kopaka's Nuva Symbol on my shoulder blade, and the three virtue symbol on my upper arm, I'm just trying to think of how to make it unique.

I think I can do this? Hey guys. Just felt like doing some fun in my blog. Choose a number between 1 and 500. I'll use a random number generator. Whoever gets the closest to my chosen number wins a free Premier Membership for a year. Obviously, if you already have a membership you can't enter. Only one entry per person, too. Deadline is August, 14th.

Oh, hey Taka, I remember you~ (nice sketch so far!)

Glad it was fun! Hope I can make it next year. (:

Specowl, thank you for sharing with us, it was really honestly inspiring to see how far you've come. Congratulations on the degree! I was going do get that before I had to leave college prematurely, actually. For me, Bionicle was one of the biggest things to inspire me, help me grow, and so much more. A lot of people might think that's silly, but without BIONICLE, I may not be alive today. I suffer from numerous illnesses that have often threatened my life, and it's a very hard thing to cope with. When I seriously got into Bionicle/BZP around 2004 (14 years of age), is also when health started to decline. Through all the struggles of that, and many other life problems, it really kept me pushing through. I met great friends due to my interest in Bionicle. I was encouraged to stay brave from how the Toa and Matoran acted as I went through many trials. I learned a lot of life lessons or kept things in perspective because of this. Mostly, it was a escape when it was hard to face reality--I remember once I was in the hospital, and my greatest console was doodling the characters. Sometimes hardships win for awhile. I'm still very ill and because of it I lost a lot of hope, eventually leaving the fandom for about two years. Now, I'm back, and I have received a lot of strength again. Nostalgia is a powerful ally. Another thing, without Bionicle, I would not have been so encouraged to draw. Sure, before, I naturally loved to art. But Bionicle really got me into it. I fell in love drawing all the characters and even some scenery. One of my favourite activities then and now was trying to convert them to a humanized look. I drew so much as a kid it was ridiculous--but without that, I wouldn't be where I am today. I may have given up on art long ago without it. So, that's my story. It keeps me drawing, was healthy escape from reality, and makes me want to fight my health problems!

Thank you for the opinions guys! Also great ideas for yourselves as well! I was thinking about the Three Virtues even before I made the topic and seriously leaning toward it, but also wanted to see what you all had to said. I may get it this month. I'll take pics if I do. (: