Hahli Husky

Whoa okay so I've told you a bazillion times that I LOVE it but I just realized the skirt makes me think of another woman I absolutely love in her banana skirt:

So additional points for you ~

Thank you for not making it a Gali/Hahli clone or overloading on blue. I mean my screen name is a junior high leftover and all. The Ninjago spinner piece on the back made me laugh but it looks really cool, too. Love the staff. Being taller than Janus in at least one AU is fantastic; all we need now is a side-by-side comparison to rub it in.

Ughhhh I'm so excited to be a Sailor Scout ~

However, I've been meaning to ask this for a little while and now seems like a good time; is there anyone who actively uses the topic as their main way to read the comic? Alternatively, would anyone be seriously miffed if we stopped updating the thread and simply linked to the latest update here in the discussion topic?

Not at all. It seems like a huge pain in the butt and tends to hold stuff back and I personally don't even check it because it loads weird.

 

Ugghghhhghgh, I moaned as I awoke from my double concussion.

"Did it work?" I mumbled as I sat upright, "Did I win?"

I climbed to my feet and look around. Apparently a second canister had hit me. I quickly picked it up out of the dirt and opened it, expecting some sort of message.

Instead I found LEGO earrings. Why?????

I stuffed the earrings into my left jean pocket. Who knows? They might be useful.

In the meantime though, I now had a choice: would I continue to the volcano and hope DeeVee finds me, or would I try to find him? Heck, unless he already knows I summoned him, he might end up recruited by one of the others.

I would have to play it safe then. I turned around and made my way back towards the camp. Surely DeeVee would wander back to the brewhouse, if nothing else.

 

 

Of all the brew houses, he had to walk into mine. I looked at him- dark, handsome, average height, with a smile that would knock your socks off. I knew that I was what he was looking for. Instinctively. It helped that he waved. I drained my glass.

"Excellent drink, barkeep." I spoke solemnly up myself. Remembering the times, the laughter, the experiences. Truly the end of an era had passed.

I got up and walked toward our new hero. My arm around his shoulder we walked in silence through the door, leaving what had once been a bastion of civilization. I paused and turned off the lights for the last time. Sad music played from the speakers.

And then we burned it down. Luckily of course, we kept the last of the special brew master's reserve for ourselves.

 

I did not say anything as DeeVee and I watched the place burn. I was too deep in thought of all the memories, the shenanigans with Ludo, and the conversations had in this fine facility.

I suppose all great things must eventually come to an end.

 

 

Emzee and I looked good in the glow of the flames. We were strong. Finally all that was left was ash. I looked at him. Finally we spoke.

"So what in the world am I doing back???"

 

Arpy and I ducked out the back again and made a break for Tufi's prize. I was sure she still wanted us to get there. Once we hit Axonn's Storeroom, we decided to take a break.

Somehow, Arpy managed to smuggle rations back onto the island. He called them "Pokepuffs", whatever those were. The one I had tasted like mint sawdust, but it was better than the grub we were picking off whatever trees we found. Less nausea and blacking out and stuff.

Arpy managed to choose the correct keys this time, and we found ourselves making progress to the Chamber of the Secret Markers. I felt a little bit underwhelmed because the puzzle was literally just

Pictured : The timeless riddle

Once we walked through into the room of the Ancient Toa, Arpy lit up. He dashed over. I had no time to stop as he jumped into what looked like a Kopaka statue.

"This is the one!" he cried.

I dared not look. He pulled the levers, I heard grinding.

"Come on!" said Arpy.

He had done it. The fool actually did it.

THIS TOOK AN ENTIRE AFTERNOON AND I HAD TO RE-UPLOAD ALL OF THE PICTURES

YOU GUYS BETTER BE GLAD I LIKE YOU THIS MUCH

I EXPECT ICE CREAM

????? THE END ?????

 

[Empress Jen]

 

Ophelia was starting to get into this 'stealthy extraction' thing. No drama, no tears, and you got to feel really cool. And removing two Survivors at once? What a feat.

 

As she silently (okay, maybe a very quiet 'whoop') swung DeeVee and Arpy over he shoulders, Ophelia got this feeling that non-responsive targets might be making things too easy. Then she got a hundred metres from camp with her quarry, thought about how much trouble struggling would be, and was totally okay with everything.

 

"LUDO LONELY," Ludo said.

 

 

Once again, I eluded capture by staying completely still. The great Prophet on High, Sir Alan Grant had led the way to salvation. This, now, left four victims. HH, Jans and Emzz. I scrawled the last few names into my GAFNAXE (did you forget about that thing? It's still here!). Perfect comic sans on each.

I eyed the great Ludo. Magnificent beast. We had never been real friendly in this short stint on the island. But that would change. I retrieved a flask I had stashed away just before the last challenge, before the bar closed down permanently. Someone was planning on using this to bribe Ludo. I suspected that he would no longer have use for such a trick, being gone from the island.

I would have to, ah, take his place.

"Ludo, old buddy," I said cautiously, "I got something for you."

I got the stink eye at first. But then he saw the flask. I think he knew what it was. He seemed more... approachable.

"What say we talk things over a banana daiquiri?"

 

 

I awoke to find that we were back at the camp and there were only four of us left. I quickly scanned the faces of those around me and found that it was me (wait, how did I look at my own face? Weird), Hahli Husky (oh good, my wife is still here. Also still a murderer. Yay), Emzee--though he had disappeared to somewhere to do a thing, and Makaru--who seemed to be flirting with a drunken blocking ape.

 

Unfortunately I found out that my son Kakaru was gone (along with DeeVee). Clearly the trauma of this is what had knocked me into my catatonic state, I rationalized. I mean it wasn't like I had gone catatonic like eighty times before, right? (The answer is no, I did. I am very bad at staying conscious and aware of the world around me)

 

Anyhow, now that I had once again found my ability to function, I determined two objectives:

1. Cuddle and/or live in terror of my wife.

2. Go be Makaru's wingman. I mean, he's not very good with the ladies. Blocking Lava Apes

 

The great ape was much more amiable than I expected. And he took to his new name quite quickly. All was going according to plan. I saw Janus shuffle my way, HH in tow. They were clearly jealous of my friendship with this beautiful creature.

"So, uh, how's it going, Mak. What's with Ludo?" asked Jan.

"Not too bad. And apparently Ludo was his slave name? Hey buddy, what's your name?"

"Mycaruba." the ape grinned like a doof.

"Mike Aruba?" asked HH.

"My car, Roomba?" asked Janus.

"My Caruba!" Emzee yelled somewhere off in the distance, to the tune of My Sharona.

This was going well.

 

Fate had been tempted.

I had just downed the scout Nektann, leaving only the debuff robotic trooper. After a craggy rock revealed itself to me, I deftly rolled to my right and grabbed it. As I picked it up, I was surprised that my hands weren't shredded from grabbing the rock -- I didn't realize they had gotten so rough. With one forceful throw, the debuff nektann was struck, losing its balance and falling over. I wasted no time finishing it off with a forceful punch to the underside, shutting its systems down.

I had won.

I wiped dirt and grit off of my scratched blue Huna and turned around, intending to go back up Mt Valmai again and capture some Fenrakk.

Then, an idea hit me.

I evilly looked behind me at the three shut down nektann, and I fondly remembered the feats of TMD and xccj, mostly the rise of Junkbot.

No training would be required, just programming, and the nektann would be completely under my control. How didn't I think of this sooner?!

I rushed back to the felled debuff nektann and closely examined it. Indeed, there was a panel here. After wrenching it open, I smiled as I looked upon the keypad that TMD spoke of long ago. Reprogramming would be effortless. My major was in Software Engineering and I work as an Application Developer at a major railroad.

Which means I automatically know how to fix and reprogram anything even remotely technological! It's a superpower.

The first thing I did press the shut down button so that this energy-draining robot wouldn't wake up, following suit with the combat and scout nektann.

Now I just had to get these three spherical machines out of the jungle and to a place where I could better concentrate.

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"Mycaruba." I heard an ape say as I rolled these nektann to safety.

"Mike Aruba?" asked HH.

"My car, Roomba?" asked Janus.

"My Caruba!" I yelled out. C'mon folks, use your ears.

I then decided that maybe I should change my direction and get these projects away from the others. When they find out about these nektann, I want them to meet the whole gang.

 

So with little to do, we sat and guessed at what was to come. Surely the Empress would get bored of watching us buzz about while we waited for the next inevitable vote to rescue evict remove us from Voya Nui. Despite half of us being murderers and the other half just potentially murderers, there was absolutely no drama or nuthin!

"So what do you think she's got in store for us?" I asked.

HH sighed, "I sure hope it has to do with kittens, lasers and ice cream.", she paused, "yeah, definitely ice cream."

Janus, now visibly numb/warm to HH's ways, added, "I hope it's good ol' fashioned fisticuffs. Let's face, it, I'd Psyrate you guys to the ground."

Pictured: Psyrate

Emzee was off busy doing probably nothing of note or interest, but if he were here, he'd probably be all like

Credit: RZKit

"Mycaruba?" asked Mycaruba.

"Me too, buddy. Me too."

 

The first question that had come into my head after saying "My Caruba" was, "why didn't I hear the contributing voices of Arpy and DeeVee?"

Had the unthinkable happened? I knew voting had been done, and I was still here, along with HH, Janus, and Makaru. Two contestants had to go...

This left me in a very difficult predicament. It was me, the sole American versus... three Canadians. Everyone's favorite people, myself included. Has a Canadian even been voted off yet?

....

I hurried to a patch of open field, rolling the three sleeping nektann to the best of my ability (and very often losing one of them and having to go find it). Eventually, I had arrived at my destination and I got to work. I looks like I won't have time to catch more nektann after all. I was in danger, what with a gafnxe wielder, a martial arts master, and a Stabber of TMD -- all unchecked now that it was just me. I needed to do something in order to protect myself.

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I must have spent at least half the day looking through the code in this scout nektann. The software wasn't written in any language that I knew, but it was simple, and I could learn it fairly well (again, given half a day). Once I knew what I was doing, it took me no more than a couple hours to get all three of the nektann I had caught all nice and reprogrammed.

"HappyBot, FunBot, SmileBot, activate!" I said, hoping the naming subroutine worked as expected.

It did. HappyBot the scout nektann, FunBot the combat nektann, and SmileBot the debuff nektann shuddered to life and began congregating around me, waiting for orders.

"Follow me, friends," I said, beginning my walk back to the camp. I was quite happy with my win-win situation. These nektann would make great helpers and new friends for our shrinking circle, but they'll also defend me if the other contestants try anything... rash.

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"Sup y'all!" I said to Janus, Makaru, HH, and Mycaruba upon my arrival. "Sorry for my absence. I thought we could use some more friends around here, so meet HappyBot, FunBot, and SmileBot!"

 

As a small group of waiting Canadians, we were biding our time rather quietly. Makaru was conversing simply with Mycaruba, who was much calmer (and possibly recovering from a massive headache.) As if to further prove his point, Janus had started to practice his "psyrating" skills. I was using a palm-sized rock and a couple strong bones to pry apart the hairdryer the Supertramps had received a couple months ago. No matter how useless a lot of the junk seemed to be, I had still managed to keep most of it.

"Hey, guys!" I waved in welcome as Emzee returned with some nektann buddies. Janus let out a ki hup as he practiced some self defense, then stopped for a moment to admire the three impressive bots. Mycaruba jumped up and curiously inspected the nektann, who tolerated the ape up until he tried to crawl underneath them. Apprehensively, they shifted over towards Emzee.

I smiled at our new friends' interactions. After a bit of distracted struggle, I pried the hairdryer's plug open, and continued picking out pieces, carefully pocketing anything that looked useful. Janus scurried over and hugged my neck from behind.

"Hi." He studied what I was doing. "Wow, hairdryers are complex."

"Yeah. I don't even know if any of this is useful, but hey." I leaned my head against his. "Are you bored?"

"I wondered if you wanted to practice with me?" he asked, smiling hopefully. "I would ask the others but I'm afraid of them freaking out when I go to punch them."

I patted his face. "I guessssssss."

 

Hmm, well would you look at that. No tension here at all!

...

Realizing this development, I immediately took great refuge in my decision to NOT use the other nametag I made...

Yeeeeaaah... that would've been bad.

The three nektann were scurrying around the camp, examining the scenery and generally just wandering around. I walked over to Makaru and Mycaruba.

"Can you believe it? Us four, making it this far!" I said to my deep-voiced friend. "Who would've guessed, right? I, personally, was betting on Spink actually getting past this point and winning it all. He had an interesting take on things that could have really helped his chances with the audience. If not him then Kakaru. Who could dislike that guy?"

 

[Empress Jen]

 

A canister fell out of the sky, landing harmlessly in the middle of camp. It was more like a thermos than anything else; you couldn't cram a Toa in there, but you could insert a piece of paper with the following message:

 

"Alright, folks, time to get serious. We're nearing the end of the game, and there's some matters that need attending to.

 

This week, you'll each come up with a plan for breaking into the secret chamber in the very heart of the volcano. It can involve up to two other people, but think generally; I wouldn't count on using your tribemates. I'd put some careful consideration into these plans. No reason.

 

You've got tomorrow to work on these. Good luck!"

 

[Empress Jen]

 

A second canister:

 

"Make that Saturday the 28th. You're going to want to walk into this with solid plans. Trust me. Take the extra week to prepare.

 

Oh, and no voting this week. You're welcome."

 

 

It was unfortunate to lose a disc, but that's how life goes. Arpy knew this well, as another one of his broke. Probably because you broke it. Lame.

 

Hahli Husky: 3

Deevee: 2

Makaru: 1

Kakaru: 2

Janus: 3

Emzee: 2

Arpy: 1

 

 

You grabbed a disc from the nearest Canadian and snapped it in two.

The Canadian was Rob.

Whatever

Hahli Husky: 3

Deevee: 2

Makaru: 1

Kakaru: 2

Janus: 2

Emzee: 2

Arpy: 1

 

Well, you had waited and watched, and felt like HH was onto something. So you turned and grabbed the nearest Canadian disc and broke it. Unfortunately, you found out that, since Canadians are so friendly, Janus had offered to hold Arpy's disc, since it was so heavy. Unfortunately, that meant it was actually Arpy's disc that broke. You were kind of upset about it, since that was his last one. Poor Arpy. You loved him. He was beautiful.

Hahli Husky: 3

Deevee: 2

Makaru: 1

Kakaru: 2

Janus: 2

Emzee: 2

Arpy: 0

 

 

A single perfect tear welled up in your single perfect eye (the other eye did have some slight visual weakness). You weren't sure whether being first was worth celebrating when it meant being the first person to lose all your disks. Whatever, at least you didn't have to lug clay pigeons around. Didn't they have machines for that?

 

You left everyone to their disk-slinging and started poking around the volcano's slopes to see if you could find any pumice. You wondered if it would float like it was supposed to, or if it would sink like ice.

 

It was then that you found a jagged triangle of obsidian. Also a sealed vinyl copy of The White Album by the Beatles.

 

 

There were still too many players in the game. Time to slim this down. I roundhouse kicked Makaru's final disk. Less threats to worry about. Sorry fellow Septemberite.

 

Hahli Husky: 3

Deevee: 2

Makaru: 0

Kakaru: 2

Janus: 2

Emzee: 2

Arpy: 0

 

I went to high-five HH, because she is pretty awesome. Unfortunately, in order for her to put her hand up, she had to let go of a disc. It fell. Shattering. It reminded the lingering Makuta effects of the Shattering. Which they knew about for some reason? Whatever.

Hahli Husky: 2

Deevee: 2

Kakaru: 2

Janus: 2

Emzee: 2

Makaru: 0

Arpy: 0

 

[Empress Jen]

 

"Hey. Guys." Tufi held up a hammer made out of the old wooden Tohu head and a sturdy branch. "Let's turn up the heat a bit."

 

Five whacks later, the remaining players were down to one disc each.

 

"Much better."

 

Hahli Husky: 1

Deevee: 1

Kakaru: 1

Janus: 1

Emzee: 1

Makaru: 0

Arpy: 0

 

 

Though I had known my lucky streak wouldn't last, I still put on a terrific pouty face.

 

 

I went over to hug Janus for comfort, but tripped over Kakaru and we fell on the ground and his last disc broke.

I was going to have to seriously spoil him when we got back home.

Hahli Husky: 1

Deevee: 1

Kakaru: 0

Janus: 1

Emzee: 1

Makaru: 0

Arpy: 0

 

 

OH MAN this was getting intense. I saw that Emzee was starting to look a little tense, so I went over to give him a big ol' Canadian hug (y'know, to make him feel better) but unfortunately tripped and answered the age old question. What was stronger, stone or Canadian skull.

 

It was Canadian skull.

 

 

 

Hahli Husky: 1

Deevee: 1

Kakaru: 0

Janus: 1

Emzee: 0

Makaru: 0

Arpy: 0

 

I made it over to Janus. I broke his remaining disc.

All according to plan

Hahli Husky: 1

Deevee: 1

Kakaru: 0

Janus: 0

Emzee: 0

Makaru: 0

Arpy: 0

 

I looked at HH and nodded. I picked up her disc and broke it. It was over. All the makuta derailments, all the alcohol, all the antidermis trials. All culminating in an event later, but also in this.

Like Connor MacLeod, of the clan MacLeod, in this challenge, there could be only one.

Hahli Husky: 0

Deevee: 1

Kakaru: 0

Janus: 0

Emzee: 0

Makaru: 0

Arpy: 0

[Empress Jen]

 

Before Tufi could give in to the temptation of breaking all the discs, the competition was over. "Well, DeeVee, looks like you've got yourself some new jewelry for the week." She tossed him the necklace, hoping he'd be able to catch it.

Tufi took another look and HH and DV. Perhaps reformatting was in order, just to be certain...

 

... But maybe later. There were other matters to attend to.

"Well, Kakaru, word is you're done with the game..." Tufi explained, as Ophelia appeared out of nowhere (most likely a few trees) and hauled the reporter over her shoulder. A quick goodbye would make it easier this week. Tufi didn't really want to use the hammer on any dramatic teammates just yet.

 

Or a physical one, at least. As she and her little party left the sight of the remaining Humans, Tufi quietly undid the suspensions that kept the situation from blowing up worse than Valmai. Oh, they could be upset, sure. Just not when she had to deal with it.

 

 

[Empress Jen]

 

Eventually, the indescribable experience of sight and sound died down. Sick rhymes had been dropped, and enough burns had been tossed around to qualify some people as fire elementals. Not that any of the players would be allowed powers, of course. That'd be a silly idea.

 

But there's always a best dish at the buffet, and somebody has to win this competition. After a few minutes of thought, Tufi opened up a bag.

 

"Congratulations, Kakaru, you're the winner of the first individual immunity challenge." Tufi pulled out a necklace with a little wooden Tohu head on it and put it on Kakaru. "Try not to name the tribe anything too obscene."

 

 

I hadn't actually expected to win. I clutched the immunity necklace and stared around at the rest of the group for several awkward seconds. Janus and Makaru were frozen practically in mid-rhyme, clearly prepared to keep dishing out mad phresh beatz. BFA was either unconscious or catatonic with shock.

 

So it came down to me to rename our team. Several options sprung to mind immediately, like the classic "Schizo Kaita Cultists," "Tuna Casserole," and "Stormageddon's Army of Darkness." I fumbled over my words as I tried to pick the best one.

 

"The neat... humans?"

 

[Empress Jen]

 

"... The Neat Humans it is." Tufi shrugged. "It's your tribe."

 

As everyone stood around awkwardly trying to figure out a reaction to that, Ophelia came by. She scanned the crowd of Neat Humans, but gave up and did a little shrugging of her own. "Where'd you guys put Bfa?"

 

"We left him leaning on that tree," Arpy said, pointing to a tree that only looked like it had two trunks. Ophelia scooped up Bfahome, and Tufi went to leave with her.

 

"So, uh, Humans... You might want to make a camp or something? I guess?" Tufi turned around and left the Neat Humans to their own neat devices.

 

 

I patted my little Kakaru on the head. "Neat job, son. Momma's so proud." I looked closer at his hair, then inspected his red-stained hands. "I thought I taught you how to remove bodily fluids better than this. Have you been bathing at all since we left BZ Koro??"

"MooOOOOooOOOOoooOoooooOM!" He waved me off. "I've been brushing my teeth this whole time!"

"You know you're not supposed to brush your teeth before you've taken a bath." I glared up at Janus. "How about you?"

Janus held up his hands in defense. "We uh ... we built a distillery?"

In that case, I figured I'd let it go. For the time being. It was probably best to decide whether to make a new camp, or be lazy and use one of the old ones.

 

 

The Neat Humans? How neat was that? That was pretty neat. So were distilleries.

 

"I think a distillery with Lincoln Logs would be pretty neat," you said. "Let's combine the best parts of our old camps!"

 

You took a deep breath and gazed at the volcano's treeline in gratitude that your rap hadn't been vote-him-off-the-island levels of awful, and your gaze singled out an especially neat tree. It was an aspen tree. You could tell it was an aspen because of

.

 

 

We all went straight to our pub. Together we lived and reminisced as friends do, especially friends drinking cider and beer legally and responsibly who know that in just a little while we would be competitors once more.

 

 

Another lost member and even a new tribe name. And what a stunning piece of originality it was!

 

I was so thankful that Kakaru had taken leadership--after all it could have been so much worse. Anything to stop her from getting more power. On the note of brutal vicious dictatorship and mysterious deaths, I figured I may as well raise an issue with my boy.

 

"Kakaru." I began "I think it's time to talk about the mysterious murders and ritualistic sacrifice" I was sweating, I knew that this was every parents worst nightmare--I mean the knives and blood talk? Nobody wants to talk about that

"Oh I already know all about that!" Kakaru responded brightly.

"You....do?" I murmured, I knew the internet was a dangerous place, what sort of strange ideas had my boy gotten into his head?

"Yep!" he grinned and showed me what I hoped were red paint stained hands. Then I remembered the mysterious death that had just recently occurred.

 

Suddenly I had not one, but two murderers to worry about.

 

"Welp" I said to myself, then without another word I followed DeeVee to drink myself into (yet another) coma.

 

I bellied up to the bar. Arpy happened to be getting something from the counter at the time.

"Innkeeper. Three fingers of your best Fanglyfuss Ciser."

Arpy looked at me befuddled.

"Um, Mak? we didn't make any---"

"Behind the green bottle."

"How did you---"

"Never you mind!" Arpy looked hurt. I softly continued, "Brewmaster's secret. Sorry, guy. Three fingers of Ciser, please. And make it neat."

Arpy chuckled, "Hahaha, Nice one, Mak."

I arched an eyebrow, "I ain't being clever. Ice ruins the flavour."

Arpy shook his head and slid the glass to me. I sipped my drink. Great vintage, that 2013.

I turned and saw HH, Kakaru and Janus reunite. It was quite a touching sight to see. Mother, Father and son. All together at last.

It will be a shame when I have kill them all.

 

 

You weren't at all surprised to find yourself behind the bar in Camp Neatness. In the same way that some people were natural born administrators or runners, you were a natural born bartender, as you had discovered when you showed up early to a friend's wedding reception and ended up pouring drinks for the rest of the night without anyone really asking you to.

 

Remembering your lessons from that reception, you wasted no time in scratching the word 'TIPS' into a cup and placing it in a prime strategic location on the Lincoln Log bar. This time, there wouldn't be another bartender to split the bounty with.

 

"Yadadadadadadada," you muttered as you poured yourself a litre* of explosive fruit cider, "and really bad eggs."

 

* Voya-Nui was naturally on the metric system, being an honorary Canadian dominion and all. At least, you assumed as much from the Maple Leaf hanging on a pole over the camp gate. Just below it were a pair of underpants with the British Columbian flag on them.

 

 

I slunk up to the counter and casually ordered three jägerbombs. I hoped nobody would notice that I was technically underage by the American system but actually fine in practically every other country including Canada, which Voya Nui's laws were clearly based on.

 

Arpy handed me the three glasses. The shots looked like they were brewed out of grass clippings and dunked in orange juice, but I wasn't about to complain. I put one of the glasses in the tip cup out of appreciation, noticed that the glass was bigger than the tip cup, put the tip cup inside the glass instead, noticed that didn't fit either, then casually knocked both of them to the floor, screaming: "TODAY, WE ARE CANCELLING THE APOCALYPSE!" I felt like an otter fumbling a particularly difficult trick.

 

 

I sat by self along the wall of the lincoln log bar, sipping on the strongest drink served at that bar (that i knew of). I didn't even know the name of this drink. I just asked for "the strongest drink you can make".

 

I would need it, for this calm before the storm.

 

Up until now, there was healthy competition, but at least there was still some notion of companionship within our teams. Now, we were all one tribe, but there were no real alliances. It was every survivor for themselves, and I was no exception.

 

We were all one tribe, but only one could win.

 

After i finished my drink. I slunk away from the bar, into the jungle in the distance. Makaru had his axe, Kakaru had his rituals, DeeVee had his Joker Immunity, and I would need something for myself.

 

I would need a weapon

 

[lol Jen]

 

Hey, Survivors.

 

Sober up and get your butts back to the volcano.

Uh oh guys here comes some serious OOC up in here.

Kakaru already posted, but it would be a dying crying shame if we lost some of the QUALITY CONTENT that was deleted after the rollback. So I'm posting it all here. I've been dinking around with screenshot add-ons that refuse to work on cached webpages, so Janus and I will just be posting it ourselves. You can tell who's who thanks to the banners.

 

Having been the two to encounter Ludo initially, Arpy and I were the ones who took the lead in retrieving him from the camp.

(That had been one heck of a dance party. It felt like it had lasted almost a week.)

Fortunately, he was there, rearranging the leaves around our camp into a much more eye-pleaseing pattern.

"LUDO HELP FRIENDS MAKE CAMP NICE," he said, "INCREASE PROPERTY VALUE."

What a kind gesture. Amazingly kind, even.

"LUDO COME WITH FRIENDS TO BEACH?" Arpy asked, pointing back towards the meeting point.

While they were conversing, I took the opportunity to grab my bow from where I'd spiked it into the ground before. When I turned back around, Ludo was doing a handstand. I gave Arpy a quizzical look, to which he replied with a shrug. He didn't seem to know where this was going either.

"Ludo?" I called, approaching them, "You seem to know a bit about design."

He snorted affirmatively.

"Do you think you could come with us and make something to show the others?"

"YES, LUDO MAKE ART FOR FRIENDS AND OTHERS."

Well, I guess that was that.

The three of us trudged, skipped, and lumbered our way back to the rendezvous point. I'll leave you to decide who did the trudging, who did the skipping, and who did the lumbering.

(hint: all three were Ludo)

 

 

"SO LUDO," you said conversationally, "ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE UP TO THIS?" You asked because you weren't sure if he was up to it. Arranging leaves, while admirable, weren't on the level of playing bagpipes on a unicycle, but you were short on time and nobody on your team even knew how to bagpipe.

"LUDO MAKE GOOD ART," he said.

Hey, that was the title of a speech by Neil Gaiman!

Your confidence renewed itself just in time for you to stride confidently onto the beach, savant Rahi in tow.

He didn't have any artwork to show, but you didn't let that faze you. Maybe he'd do some spoken word stuff. He spoke so well for a giant ape. Or maybe he'd create the art right there on the--

Your feet left the ground as Ludo plucked you up into the air with one huge hand. With the other hand, he excavated a hole in the beach, then lowered you into it and tucked you in. Sandily.

Ludo grinned proudly. "INSTALLATION PIECE."

 

[Empress Tufi has no banner because she's better than all of you]

 

Even if he hadn't been the only Rahi to wind up on the beach, Ludo was a compelling artist. The way he used minions to achieve his vision deeply moved Tufi. The results were obvious.

"Congratulations, Clikit Supertramps. I think the other guys left the idol somewhere over there." Tufi waved her hand in the general direction of the idol.

As the winners went off to seize their goods, Ophelia caught Ludo's attention.

"Yo," she said, tossing the Lava Ape her hunting horn. "Have fun."

 

 

"LUDO HAT," Ludo said.

 

[Again, Jen > You]

 

It had been easy to find the tribe of stragglers in the jungle. There was the stomping of the underbrush, and the tiny yelps of fright at monstrous-looking drapes of moss, and the distinct sound of Not A Kardas Dragon. Noisy in a way, but still not bringing the decibels. It'd be a shame to interrupt that quiet.

I'd Settle For That passed through a darker spot of forest, one the sun couldn't really reach. There was a sound that could have been a teensy rodent Rahi or a muffled shriek, but it went without notice. They'd just have to figure out later why Sumiki was gone.

 

 

So long, friends, for I am gone.

 

 

Welp, that was a fail.

Apparently we didn't move fast enough, and no one had thought to kidnap Ludo. Now, we had lost a rival-turned-friend. Who would ask us about farm animals now??

"Well, if you guys need me", I turned to our remaining members, Kakaru, Janus, and Makaru, "I will be re-donning my Walker Texas Ranger persona and going after xccj's killer. Speaking of which"

I eyed each of my tribesmen for a moment, trying to read them. I had realized that I never did ask my own people, though to be fair, who would murder their own teammate?

"Can you fellas think of any possibilities as for who might have committed Staff Survivor II's first murder?"

Hello everyone, I am back, time to run away thanks Windrider!!

Please discuss thoughts on LEGO making another story line like BIONICLE in this topic.

This news talkback topic is for the discussion of the new news format ONLY. Thank you.

Since this is talking more about LEGO itself and Bionicle as a whole, moving to Lego Discussion.

Thanks for posting a story in SS! This forum is for one-post stories that are all-inclusive, and as such, I merged your part two with part one. If you plan to write future installments or chapters, it'll need to be moved to Epics, the forum for stories that are contained in multiple posts. If you do, please let me know and we can take care of that. Happy writing!

Happy late Birthday!!

Topic closed.

Great story so far! On BZP we have a couple forums where people can post the stories they write about Bionicle. The Short Stories forum is for one-post stories, and Epics is for stories with chapters. For now, I'm gonna move your story to Short Stories. But if you want to add more chapters, just send me a private message and I'll move it to Epics. Happy writing!

Don't worry, the_void. As you keep writing and reading other stories, you'll really develop your writing style and learn a whole lot. But if you focus too much on grammar and punctuation, it's likely to interfere with your writing growth and keep you from focusing on the most important parts, such as your style, your tone, and your creativity. You said you were twelve? Man when I was twelve, I loved to write and churned out chapters daily. They definitely weren't amazing as far as spelling and grammar went, but I was so excited and dedicated to my stories. I feel that is what really mattered. Over time I did learn more technical stuff about writing (like punctuation and spelling), but I never worried about it and just had fun. Everyone should feel comfortable writing and posting their work on a public forum, no matter what. So, good luck to you, and I'm glad you decided to post your story here! Hoping you continue to write and enjoy and learn.

Moved to Media Discussion

As the past couple curators are currently unable to oversee the Epic's Critics Club at this time, I'm closing the topic so as to avoid confusion and unfilled requests. If anyone would like to run a version VIII and feels capable, please contact me. Also, please PM me if you're looking for someone to critique your story and would like to see the club come back, so I can scope demand level. Thank you!

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3

We'll totally go to the Lego store so you can get your present in the next couple days.

And even though the birthday's over, the party don't stop ~

Closed.

Becca my internet is slow and didn't load the images so it just loaded the filenames instead so this is what I saw and I think this is just as beautiful as the actual images

"robert_downey_cats.gif" is the absolute perfect file name

Every year I am cheated out of making Janus' birthday topic BUT THIS YEAR I AM VICTORIOUS

Please hold while I fill this topic with related things

EDIT:

Okay here are some things that popped up when I Googled "Robert birthday gif", please enjoy

I LOVE YOU PLEASE HAVE A GOOD BIRTHDAY EVEN THOUGH YOU HAVE TO WORK

Fyi everyone he's 26 today

Awesome! Since Let's Plays can be considered fan creations, I'm moving this over to Fan Created Media.

Welcome to the site!! Hope you enjoy your time here!

Topic closed.

Rescued commands from pre-data loss:

Kopekemaster:

[becca]: Play with plastic brick fish-food.

[becca]: Open door.

[becca]: Observe calendar/shipping chart.

[becca]: What's that hidden under the table?

Nukaya:

Becca: If you go over the permanent marker with dry erase marker and then erase it it will remove the permanent marker.

Becca: Reveal some more of shipping chart.

InnerRayg:

[???]: Be less mysterious

[???]: RUN NOW WHILE YOU CAN

[becca]: Find miscreant. Make him pay.

[???]: Whistle innocently

[???]: Don't cause any more trouble

[???]: OTP 4 LYFE

[???]: Cease running, play cookie game.

Kopekemaster:

[???]: Enter name.

[???]: Observe surroundings.

Makaru:

[???]: Check Out Your Surroundings

[???]: Flip a Dang Old Switch

[???]: Check Out Your Surroundings

Kakaru:

[???]: be a butt

[???]: now be tall and handsome. Be a tall and handsome butt.

[???]: oh wait you already are

[???]: defend you permanent OTPs from Becca

Princess Grr:

NEW GUY: You're a butt

NEW GUY: The buttest

NEW GUY: Make seal noises

BECCA: omg gurl u r so hawt

BECCA: hugs

Shinobu:

Kopekemaster:

[Ninja McPirate/Robert Cox]: Take off your glasses.

[Ninja McPirate/Robert Cox]: Go back to playing Cookie Clicker.

[Ninja McPirate/Robert Cox]: Initiate Jumbo Plans.

Makaru:

[Robert Cox]: Live Up to Your Family Name

[Robert Cox]: Face Full Life Consequences

[Robert Cox]: Do What Has to be Done

[Robert Cox]: Do Us a Replay For Us

[becca Cox]: Knuckle Down

[becca Cox]: Put Lego on Your Feet

[becca Cox]: Eat Gyros to Regain Health

[becca]: Contemplate weird whiteboardOh yeah! It's about time you actually updated.There's been so many fantastic interactions lately, you've barely had the chance to analyze the data properly.

[becca]: Holy macadamia nuts is that a shipping chartN-no! It's a completely scientific and in-depth study on the matters of sociometry!This is SERIOUS BUSINESS.... but it does have major themes involving romance, yes.

[becca]: What's that hidden under the table? Before you update your ship- ... er, observations, you need your trusty box of markers.

[becca]: Go look at that shipping chart Here it is: your life's work, your center of a joy in this frigid place. You have invested days ... no, weeks ... actually, MONTHS, into this life-size spreadsheet. You even developed your own system for ...Wait.

[becca]: omg make new and exciting shipsIt looks like.Somebody else.ALREADY DID.

[becca]: Activate territorial sideAffirmative. Target in sight.[becca]::::

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