Vigor Mortis

IC: "Alright. If you insist." Vejmeq stood and explained to one of the Le-Matoran what he must do. The Matoran packed, and left. OOC: Attention all people in Ta-Koro. An NPC Le-Matoran has been sent there to inform your characters of the existence of this outpost. You may all interact with it, and give it lines as it is an NPC, but do not seek to harm or kill it. It is an NPC with a purpose, and so please do not hinder that purpose.

IC: "That may not be intelligent either. I heard something approach the outpost at night the other day, and besides I do not think that Nikaron's delay is anything to worry about."

Me (Vejmeq), Toa Onarax (Nikaron) and Astrotorical (Toron) have rebuilt an outpost in Ta-Wahi. Nikaron has gone to Ta-Wahi to get a healer for Toron, who has a leg injury. We are open for interaction at the fort.

IC: "He is still gone, looking for a healer at Ta-Koro. I do not think it would be a good idea for me to leave to look for him, as it would not be intelligent to leave the outpost defended by only one Toa, should the outpost be attacked."

IC: Vejmeq said plainly: "It is a detail. Perhaps the nature of the wound may effect the nature in which the healer will fix it. I thought it may be useful."

IC: With the temporary completion of the outpost - at least until they could get their hands on some lava - Vejmeq sat down and thought. His bemusement's were interrupted when Toron hobbled over to him and sat beside him, apparently marveling at the idol the two Le-Matoran had made. Curious, Vejmeq asked: "So how did you acquire that injury to your leg in the first place?"

OOC: Thanks. IC: Vejmeq looked at the ramshackle outpost, covered in some areas with boards and support beams, other parts of walls simply stacks of rocks and boulders put together. But, it was much better than it had been before they had come there. The two Le-Matoran who had come with him and the other two had insisted on keeping a certain rock separate from the wall to be used, and were now working on painting and carving it into something. He looked at it, and found that they were carving out a Miru mask, apparently an idol to Lewa. Yet more hero worship.

OOC: I'm a bit tired now, will go to bed soon. Let's get attacked or something tomorrow I guess. IC:Vejmeq thought he heard something in the forest. The breaking of branches, and a mechanical growling. Slowly reaching for his weapon, he stopped when he heard the thing trample its way deeper into the forest, away from the.

There is already one, though I do not have the permits to post it here.

The organisms are based within the Bionicle universe. This may/ may not affect the legibility of the topic's placement. Where's that darn like button. Is it possible to create an explosive organism?Well yes, but that would not be that different - at least in purpose - than a poisonous one: both are meant to say to predators, "Keep your hands off me or I'll take you with me when I go."

OOC: Do you mean us three? If so, we are open to interaction. IC: "Careful. I suppose we can arrange to see if there is a healer in Ta-Koro, if we were to go there." Vejmeq helped him up and to sit down, and went to check on the wall he had raised. The Le-Matoran was using a sort of tree-sap cement to hold up the wall Vejmeq had raised, humming a tree-speak song as he did his work. The makeshift cement would hold for about two days, time enough for some lava to be obtained from a nearby lava stream, which is a far better adhesive. Vejmeq approached the Matoran, and he turned when he saw Vejmeq. "Hey, how are you?" "I am well." "What's it like to be a Toa? To be so powerful, so blessed by Mata Nui?" Vejmeq thought on this. It was a good ten seconds before he answered. "I do not quite know. I do not know why I was chosen to be a Toa, nor why not others that were obviously better qualified. I regard it as an enigma. I am taller, yes; I have a mask and an element, yes; but I still do not know why." Sensing that there was nothing more to be had with this conversation, the Matoran continued his work, and Vejmeq left his presence.

IC: Vejmeq's hands glowed monochromatic grey as he lifted a portion of a collapsed carved stone wall. His lime green eyes squinting in concentration, he held it in place as a Le-Matoran placed temporary support beams on each side of it so that it would not fall. Once it was well supported, he let go. There was much rubble around and inside the former outpost, and so he moved the larger pieces into a pile outside using his gravity powers. On a wall was a carved Kanohi Hau, which was once red but time had long since withered away its color. It was superimposed across a stylized flaming sword, which was then surrounded by a sort of halo of fire in a circle around the mask and the sword. Written above it, in Matoran, was: T A H U He failed them, yet they revere them all the same. Would they do that now, in this time? Would they applaud someone who promised to protect them, and then disappeared forever?

IC: Vejmeq followed Toron as he dashed - well, rather, limped - to Nikaron. Vejmeq spoke passively, "Hello. I assume we shall now proceed to this outpost."

OOC: Vejmeq enters Ta-Wahi. IC: Vejmeq looked around the black earth, crusted with cooled lava, and asked of Toron, "Where is this outpost you mentioned?"

That's quite a concept, I may decide to join it if you make it. I like how it is futuristic.

Do you wish to? If so, by all means.

Me (Vejmeq), Toa Onarax (Nikaron) and Astrotorical (Toron) will be going to Ta-Wahi from Le-Wahi once both of them have said "Nikaron/Toron to Ta-Wahi". If you want to have some sort of interaction with us three in Ta-Wahi, let me know.

IC: "It sounds like a good idea. Let us proceed." OOC: Vejmeq to Ta-Wahi, will wait for both of you to say this before continuing.

IC: "I see no reason not to come."

IC: "As you wish. I am Vejmeq."

IC: "It was the usual, of course. Makuta attempting to take the entire island."

OOC: He was doing that to the bodies/nearly dead Nui-Rama.

IC: "Well done." He disintegrated the silver orb and dissipated his illusion copy. He clapped his curved blades together into one and sheathed them behind his back. He vaguely noticed the Toa with the bad leg was present, and turned to him when he spoke. "Alright."

IC: The Nui-Rama swarm circled around the grey orb, trying to sting and claw at the two copies of Vejmeq. As they were led around and around the orb, they grew closer and closer to it. One of the copies was slashed by a stinger, and dissipated into black smoke. "Fire."

IC: Vejmeq channeled his powers into his blades, and they glowed in a monochromatic grey fashion. He snapped them forwards, and the bolts of gravity coalesced into a small silver-greyish ball that flew out about a hundred feet. He could hear the Nui Rama buzzing loudly, and saw that they so eager to approach him did not notice that their paths were slowly but surely curving towards the grey sphere. His two copies being illusions were unaffected by the gravity from the sinkhole, and so jumped from tree to tree towards the swarm in order to lure them towards the sphere. "You may fire when I have them. It should be an easy shot, the gravity will help you hit on target."