Trijhak

Approximately zero hours remain until Episode Seven. The Revenant Great Being, who appears as a somewhat strange one-armed Iron Agori going under the name of Ionia, asks if Underscore is okay as Underscore suddenly has a seizure, resulting in his death. She is very perturbed by this sudden death. The Twin Villages of Tesara, Tesarus - the pro-Skrall village - and Tesarix - the anti-Skrall village - begin to rebuild, while celebrating Lan and Andekas as heroes. Notably, Timelord is not present, and many unkind things are overheard regarding him. And now I send out the PMs! Because Episode Seven... BEGINS NOW! War is around the corner, can you feel it? I can feel it. Right, that should be most PMs covered by now. Voxumo will be taking over BZPBM: Raid on Atero, since it deals with Bone Hunters. That should be most active players accounted for.

Because I need to set things up for the last few episodes so that I don't make mistakes as I am astoundingly bad at keeping track of numbers, and I couldn't begin the episode today & to provide context to the PMs that will be going out, and most people in the Water Tribe or Fire Tribe not named Terrorsaur or Burnmad have already lost interest, as far as I can see, and that's two fifths of the total players, more or less. Only one of which has actually died. So I'd rather people not lose interest in the game entirely.

Approximately twenty remain until Episode Seven. A messenger arrives at Iconox, carrying a command from Tuma. The Skrall still in Iconox leave, though their destination is not Roxtus.

Vulcanus is the last village I would worry about right now.

Approximately twenty-six hours remain until Episode Seven. Upon hearing a hurried explanation from the trio of injured Skrall and Rock Agori, Tuma orders a messenger to Iconox to recall the Skrall. Similarly, he orders Pahrak of Roxtus to deliver a message to Vulcanus. Going against orders from Timelord, one of his guards walks up to the Skrall pursuing in order to talk things over - or, if not, delay them as Timelord and the remaining nine guards flee into Gatherer's Ridge. Stronius' club becomes a bit greener.

I will note that the episode will not be starting today, but tomorrow instead. But... Approximately thirty-two hours remain until Episode Seven. A Baranus Chariot trundles into Roxtus, carrying three injured Skrall, two Rock Agori, Onaku, and Toru as a prisoner. It encounters some difficulties explaining the situation to the guards, at which point they are all demanded to see Tuma, alongside ShadowVezon and Pahrak of Roxtus.

Spot 11, please.

I don't see how they have the burn when Tesara exists.

Memes will not stop the Skrall.

Not particularly. Probably not. Even if I did do a 'season two', I'd rather it be set on Bota Magna than Bara Magna, and besides that, Nato would like to host his own BZPMN. Hosting one of these games is enough for me. Other people are welcome to continue it after it finishes if they so wish, however.

For that, the Skrall pursuing Timelord double via cloning. There are now thirty Skrall chasing Timelord, led by two Stronii.

If this is a reference, I have to confess that I do not get it. Video game OSTs, mostly. Pyre, Transistor, Bastion, et cetera. Not really a music person.

1. I am Trijhak. 2. Do I have the right... for/of what? I'm existing, neither happy nor sad, not really knowing how to feel A username I created when I realised my previous other username on the internet, 'skrief', was used by others. Wishing not to cause confusion, I changed to Trijhak in 2013. 1. No. 2. Unless cats are farm animals, no. 3. See above. 1. Good question. I don't really know. 2. kongu11 was my first BZP name, inspired by my LEGO account 'kongu11925'. 'Toa Crisp' was my 11/12-year old self trying to sound... I don't really know what I was thinking. 'Slaper' and its variations were... a name i randomly threw together, without any regard to if anyone else on the internet used it. 'Rahkshi of Heat Vision' was me taking a name of the last Rahkshi to ever be relased. 'kongu11925' was... I have no idea. 'KonguZlap' was me taking on the name I had on another forum. 'A Timid Person' and 'Timid' were the start of me actually being aware about myself. Then there was 'Skrief', a name I used in the place of Trijhak for a while. Then came Impulse, the start of what most BZP users call me - 'Pulse', with its various variations. Then, in 2014, I changed to Trijhak briefly before asking you all to name me through late 2014 to early 2016. Then, late in 2016, we arrive back at Trijhak, only changing to variations like Skeletrijhak or in the case of BZPGOT, 'Mask Maker Pulse Vatten'. Most people just call me Pulse or Trijhak.

Please dispense of this anti-Skrall propaganda. I am a merciful, benevolent ruler, and you will all prosper under my benevolent rule of benevolent kindness and mercy. Dispute this and you will be executed. - Tuma

To clarify, there is at least one Great Being from each tribe barring Earth, and elemental tribes are pre-shattering, not post-shattering else the Core War would've happened very differently.

So, what do you want to ask?

Imagine if there was mask that could probably kill most life on the planet

It's gotten pretty vague by now, but I had a dream where people's clothes melded with their bodies and 'human' personalities were gone. They became just... things. Things that glided across the ground, slowly pursuing things not like themselves. I woke up not soon after and then forgot the rest because it happened to be a very creepy dream all in all.

Also that mentioned blog entry is already up.

So, because it's a bit ridiculous, I'd like you BZPBM players to help me name the following: The Name of Tesara's Pro-Skrall Village The Name of Tesara's Anti-Skrall Village Specifics of the Revenant Great Being - name, gender, tribe. I am not good with names, and it's getting ridiculous referring to 'Tesara's Pro Skrall Village'. I know I could do this myself, but then you'd end up with names like 'Smolda' and 'Chlora'. As in smouldering and chlorophyll. As for the Revenant Great Being, I was planning to have players name them in the time between Episode Three and Four, but never acted on it. So I'm acting on it now.

-ICONOX- -Smoke Monster- IC: Smoke Monster (All), Rahkshi Guurahk (All), FF (All), Toru (All) “Leader Guurahk, what are your thoughts? Should we risk accepting the offer and possibly fall to unspoken downsides? Or perhaps there should be a public vote in Iconox about this first.” FF was unsure of the offer, as he had always been, yet he could not help but feel pained about suggesting a vote. “I’ll go with the public vote.” Rahkshi Guurahk replied, knowing that he would support his citizens no matter what, believing it to be unbecoming of a leader to make a decision without first consulting their citizens. --- Smoke Monster smiled. He had come to give Iconox the offer, now he could more or less make them accept. His time at Iconox had gone far more successful than he had anticipated, and here he was, making a speech to a crowd of Iconox’s citizens. “Citizens of Iconox, I, Smoke Monster, have come here in the name of the Mighty Tuma to give an offer of protection and goods to your village.” The crowd was silent. “What does this mean for you all? Well, let me tell you. As many of you already seen, the Skrall are great fighters. No Skrall has lost a battle in any arena. This has allowed us to acquire many items, which we will be more than willing to trade with you. With the Skrall being so great in battle, it makes them great for protecting caravans as they travel through the deserts. Bone Hunters and Vorox will have a hard time attacking a caravan guarded by the Skrall.” The crowd murmured, still unsure. “On top of all of this, Roxtus has its own water supply. It is a lot closer to your village than the one in Tajun. This will make it easier for water to be brought to Iconox without issue, as travel to and from Tajun is plagued by difficulties any competent village would not have! By accepting our offer, Roxtus would then become willing to trade its water from Iconox, which means you would not have to rely on Tajun to get half or even less of the water you were promised.” The crowd cheered. “This is the offer from Roxtus. I trust you will all make the right decision and accept our offer, so that we can make an united Bara Magna.” Rahkshi Guurahk walked up, addressing his citizens after Smoke Monster. “I will support your decision one way or the other. However, I will not lie - my opinion is that they have made a very good offer for us. We would be fools to reject a generous offer such as this, one that we may never be given again. When faced with an opportunity, we should not ignore it - we should seize it, lest we regret missing it forever. Vote for what you believe, but please, take time to consider what we could gain.” --- A few hours later, the results of the vote were in. Rahkshi Guurahk, and many in the crowd, trembled in anticipation for the results. “Good citizens of Iconox… Iconox has accepted the Rock Tribe’s offer!” Toru could only think Iconox had just made the biggest mistake it could make. Time would tell if he was right. END OF EPISODE THREE!

-SKRALL RIVER- -Voltex- IC: Voltex (All), Sahmad (All) Voltex and Sahmad walked to the north, away from Atero. Voltex had recalled that one of the meteorites he saw would have landed to the north of Atero, and had invited Sahmad to join him in searching for it, though Sahmad had been quite skeptical about what some space rocks could do. Sahmad stopped in his tracks, encouraging Voltex to do the same. “There are overgrown scorpions here.” He pointed to the sand, shifted in odd ways. Voltex frowned, drawing his short sword. “Let’s try and go around them first.” Sahmad shook his head. “These tunnels can go on for miles - it’s hard to go around what you can’t see. With any disturbance, the Vorox could emerge. So, don’t do anything like scream for help, it’ll just make things worse.” Voltex decided to survey the area before making any sudden actions. He saw that the sand was shifted all around, indicating tunnels carved out by the Vorox - though, with careful steps, it would not be too hard to avoid disturbing them. To a more inexperienced Agori, it would also look like there were lots of discarded swords around - but that would be missing the fact that every single ‘sword’ had the same makings and was the same shape, as they were not swords, but the stingers of Vorox waiting for someone foolish enough to touch them. Of particular interest was one tunnel moderately larger than all others in the distance, marked by strangely shifted sand even for Vorox, and a faint but strange glow emanating from it. He pointed as he looked to Sahmad, and began to carefully and silently approach. As he did so, he heard some faint whimpering, readying his sword as he crept forward, and could see that the tunnel was unusually open - from a closer angle, he could see straight into it, unusual as Vorox usually covered the entrances to their tunnels. Within, he saw the back of a Vorox illuminated by a strong glow slightly beyond it. Voltex raised his eyebrow at Sahmad, letting Sahmad make the next move. Sahmad kneeled down in front of the tunnel, moving the sand a few centimetres in front of the tunnel entrance around, careful not to do it for too long or too much force. Quietly, he told Voltex “That should get its attention - it’ll feel the disturbance and come out to investigate. Or it’ll come out, alert the entire hive, and brutally tear us apart, feeding upon our limbs and bodies until we are unidentifiable bodies strewn across the surface here.” Voltex nodded, then heard the sound of sand scrunching. But it was not from the Vorox, like they had anticipated. It came from behind them, and Sahmad’s face freezed with surprise. At the same time, Voltex could see the Vorox slowly turn around, seemingly unaware that Voltex could see it as it slowly stalked forward through the tunnel, then in the span of a few seconds darted out of the tunnel before he could react. Adding on to his surprise, he suddenly found himself shoved aside by two Skrall withou so much as a word, who seemed to move on to threatening the Vorox, swords and shields raised while eyeing the glow. The glow was not the most bizarre thing, nor the sudden appearance of two Skrall. It was the Vorox, speaking. “I don’t want death.” Its voice was odd, but timid. Voltex glanced between the Skrall, Sahmad, and the Vorox. “Hold for a moment, please,” he said to the Skrall, before turning to the Vorox, gripping his sword tightly. “What are you, creature? No Vorox has been capable of speech since the shattering.” “I am Vorox. Broken thingy land and fall into tunnel. Strange glow change me, suddenly speech.” For a creature that was not supposed to speak, it had a strangely good sense of Agori language - not entirely the best, but not incomprehensible. The Skrall and Sahmad were clearly not amused by the Vorox’s words, the Skrall scoffing at the excuse. Voltex was wary, but curious. “Show me,” he demanded, as he stepped in front of the Skrall. The Vorox dived back into the tunnel, and after a brief period, it emerged, holding a strange shard of something with one of its claws, extended its hand toward Voltex to give a good look. “Here, strange thing.” Voltex leaned forward, looking at the shard. It appeared to be a broken piece of a helmet, yet the markings were inconsistent with any culture known to Bara Magna. Before he could speak, however, the Skrall stepped forward. “Pahrak of Roxtus demands that shard to strengthen the might of the Skrall! Give it or here or suffer consequences for refusal to co-operate!” Voltex, reacting quickly, grabbed the shard from the Vorox’s hand in a swift, calulcated movement and moved behind the Vorox. “I only wish to examine it a moment, mighty Skrall. Patience, I have no need to hold onto this for very long.” That, he would soon find, was a mistake. His hand felt odd, as if the shard was doing something to it. One of his fingers began to ache. Something strange was definitely going on, but he could not pinpoint what. He frowned, thankful that the Skrall had not reacted violently yet - though the only reason they had not already done so was because Sahmad had pointed out the myriad of tunnels, indicating more Vorox. “You… might wish to observe,” he said, sounding worried as he glanced down at the shard. “It is… doing something, Vorox. You claim this gifted you intelligent thought? What, then, might it do to me?” The Vorox nodded. “Strange glow give strange mind change.” Sahmad moved to the side of Voltex, shoving the shard out of Voltex’s hand with a look of horror, letting it fall to the ground. “Voltex, look at your hand.” There was no snark or sarcasm in his voice - he was deadly serious. As Voltex looked at his dominant hand, he could clearly see that it was not as it should be. The index finger was wrinkled, the skin upon it feeling like it could be torn off at any moment. His little finger, in contrast, was far smaller than it should be- just barely longer than being a stub. A strange effect - it was as if the the shard had simultaneously aged his fingers forward and backward, almost siphoning the life out of one while reversing the life of the other. Voltex scowled. Typical. It turns a Vorox into a self-aware being, but when held by an agori, it instead ruins their hand. He gestured toward the shard on the ground. “You can have it. Not like it’s doing me any favours.” The Vorox picked it back up, pathetically trying to conceal it from the Skrall - quite unsuccessfully, because as it did so, the Skrall finally made their move, one thrusting its sword straight into the Vorox’s chest. Unfortunately for the Skrall, the Vorox still had its stinger tail, which it instinctively sent forwards, piercing the Skrall’s helmet, and then its head - a gruesome sight. As the now-dead Skrall recoiled backwards, it fell upon the ground, blood pouring upon the ground and its sword still lodged in the Vorox. The Vorox screamed, and stumbled toward the Skrall, dropping the shard. Between the scream and the smell of blood, Voltex and Sahmad could hear the sound of Vorox burrowing out of their tunnels. Upon hearing the scream, the other Skrall attempted to grab the shard, tossing it into its shard.. Swiftly, Voltex attempted to slice the Skrall’s neck with his sword where it would be fatal and result in death - but he only managed to make a small wound, not enough to kill quickly but given enough time, the Skrall would almost certainly die. But it was still alive, and could still move, and tried to dash away. Sahmad, however, had a whip, using it to trip the Skrall as it dashed away, and the shard fell out of its sheath. “Mighty Skrall, indeed.” Thoughts raced through Voltex’s mind as the shard fell. Vorox, the regular kind, were coming, and he and Sahmad could not possibly fight them all off. The Skrall was weak and dying, but still a formidable foe, one they could not allow to reach Roxtus or Atero alive. But they also couldn’t leave the shard behind. “We must kill that Skrall, or Roxtus will become our enemy - one that we cannot afford.” Voltex stated, placing his sword in his sheathe and tearing some of his cloak off with his good hand. “You should go on ahead, stab it in the back if you can. I will follow. I’ll cover your back and protect the shard.” As he spoke, he wrapped the piece of cloak around his damaged hand, and slowly reached toward the shard, trying to pick it up without it touching his skin - but slowly, in case its effects were not activated by touch. “We must protect it.”