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Artei, toa of sonics. One of the few toa left from a distant island in the south of the MU. Originally there were six village fortresses, called Zille, on the island… But a devastatingly powerful group of radicals wiped out all but one, the Zille of sonics. De-Zille was saved from destruction due to its inaccessability, being on the island’s highest mountain (De-matoran like their peace and quiet), and housed refugees from all over the island. Artei was one of four (and a half) Toa that protected De-Zille, and as a toa of sonics, can control and absorb sound waves. Mask: great Miru, mask of levitation. Toa tools: two vibro batons, he can use to -channel his sonic power, -cut through anything by vibrating its molecules at a different frequency, -hooks on the hilt used to climb the walls of De-Zille. His armour is his greatest toa tool. Features a deep bass cannon in the chest, air displacement valve on his back, his shoulder armour can face forward to create precise blasts of white noise or, in conjuntion with his Great Miru, face back to be used as an air displacement jetpack. he also has an audio chip on his neck, reducing involuntary sensitivity to sound. He is now migrated to spherus magna, and goes by the name Tei-De-Zille, to honor the home he fought so hard to save
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The autumn of our lives asks us to recede, determining whether we shall last the winter… Episode 00: My World Has Changed My name is Adrinor and I was born in the universe of the Great Spirit, Mata Nui. In this world, for 14,000 years, the League of Six Kingdoms controlled many realms with a forceful grip. Their reign was simple and their demands as well: align yourself with the League or become their enemy. By declaring these enemies to be in conflict with Mata Nui as well—having received the divine right to rule the universe—the Barraki were able to dispatch their rivals without remorse and gained a fearful respect as the mighty warlords they were. In time, the world was not enough, and the Barraki sought the one seat of power seemingly out of our reach – Mata Nui's. This betrayal was revealed to the mysterious Brotherhood of Makuta, and one of their kind flanked by his noble legions managed to successfully put down the attempt to usurp Mata Nui's throne. In a single day of battle, the League's warriors were defeated and displaced, bringing a swift end to the rule of the Barraki. It was their abrupt departure that gave rise to the burden of choice throughout the universe, allowing islands to elect leaders that put the interests of their kind before the orders of a half dozen warlords. An organization known as the Dark Hunters began operating out of Odina during this time, nearly monopolizing the business of hiring out biomechs to perform unscrupulous tasks. Elsewhere, relations began to sour between the districts of Metru Nui, and what had begun as minor disputes among the Matoran led to all-out civil war that divided a once prosperous city. Without their labor, a Great Disruption began throughout the universe and it became abundantly apparent that Mata Nui fell weaker with each passing day. Suns lost their shimmer, seas fell quiet, and the wind carried an icy touch. These were the darkest and most desperate times the universe had ever seen. Everything we knew was shutting down slowly, but surely, and we were hopeless to stop it. I have seen a great deal during my lifetime, but the story I am about to tell is from an era of terrible memories. This is ultimately a story of responsibility and the battle between light and darkness that surrounds us all. Looking back, it would be arrogant to say I lived through those days. On the contrary, I barely survived them. Episode 01: Soldier On A powerful light shone down through my window, illuminating my face and stirring me awake. I squinted against the intensity of the sun, feeling the warmth of a familiar star as I slowly sat up in my bed. I was three stories above the ground level, peering out at the island of Stelt with mixed feelings. The island's caste system made the elite Steltians (their self-proclaimed title) the undisputed rulers of the land with Matoran ranking just below them. The Ohnbiek, meanwhile, were relegated to being laborers and the Pontiir were slaves to slaughter one another in the arenas. My employer, a Steltian named Voporak, had agreed to allow my crew to rent out several rooms above one of his coliseums. Few buildings lasted very long on Stelt, but anything that supported a good fight was sure to hold. After the first few years, I grew accustomed to sleeping through the sound of biomechs being murdered beneath my room. While Steltians went about their morning in the dirt roads below, I pulled my weapon out from behind my bedpost and set it at my side, carefully examining the silver and obsidian wonder. It was a gunblade, a specially crafted weapon made many centuries earlier. It once belonged to a friend I had the misfortune to dig a hole in the dirt for, not long after the League collapsed. Unlike the revolver gunblades sometimes manufactured in Nynrah, my weapon possessed a thinner blade and a long, bayonet-shaped attachment on one side. This was where my bullets fired from, activated by a sequence of gears that connected to the trigger. The grip piece of the weapon was slightly curved, allowing me better control whether I needed to shoot or swing. Above that was a guard piece that arced back from the protosteel blade, doubling as a stabilizer when I took long-range shots. The gunblade was a fine weapon, finer than any I could have asked for. I placed the weapon on my back and stared down at my armor for a moment, shades of crimson and ivory composing my sleek parts. A male Meldin, my form was similar to that of a Toa, minus the elemental powers. In spite of that fact, after years of using the gunblade and many decades as an outlaw, I had trained and achieved a physical strength that rivaled some of Mata Nui's champions. I was living a dream, pursuing a life of freedom alongside a crew of likeminded biomechs. I described my gunblade so particularly because it was the catalyst of my freedom, the instrument that took me across the Matoran Universe, exploring new lands and carrying out jobs for the right price. My team was like a privatized sector of Dark Hunters and, as you might imagine, we were on the Shadowed One's radar. Voporak's clan offered my crew a degree of protection from wandering Dark Hunters on Stelt, though I remained conflicted about how their island operated. Whenever I broached the subject with Voporak, however, he politely reminded me that it was not my place to argue the matter. He was a clan leader, not me. I was not even from Stelt - my native land of Meldio just south of the Southern Continent. Steltian society was the concern of the Steltians and, if they were content to wage war until the end of the world, that was their business. I opened my bedroom door and shut it behind me, whistling as I headed down the corridor to speak with Voporak about new work. I heard a weak grunt echo above me and instinctively drew my weapon, pointing it toward the ceiling. One of Voporak's guards, a Steltian named Sidorak, was forcibly connected to the ceiling by what appeared to be magnetic force. He suddenly dropped, crashing on his face and passing out. "I traveled a long way to speak with you," a voice called from around the corner. "Your friend seemed to think his arm blade would stop me." I smirked at the thought as I lowered my weapon, flipping Sidorak onto his back with a push of my foot. "This Steltian is an insincere, power-hungry moron. Had you done this to one of my actual friends, my patience would be much thinner right now." My visitor stepped into view, a lone Toa of magnetism. His gunmetal and black armor was scratched and scraped, suggesting he'd seen as much of battle as I had. He wielded a launcher of unknown origin in his left hand and a magnetic weapon in his right. I paid close attention to his lime green eyes, staring me down from behind his jet black Kadin. "You have a name, hero?" I asked. The Toa held his stern expression. "You're Adrinor, right?" "No one's told me otherwise," I said, relaxing a little bit. If the Toa wanted a fight, we would have been fighting already. Toa did not dance around their intentions often, it was not in their nature. "My name is Jovan. My team heard about you a couple months back," he told me. "You were on an assignment in the Northern Continent, escorting a Toa with some dangerous enemies. I was told the mission went successfully." "I got paid, if that says anything," I replied, letting one of my fingers wrap around the trigger of my weapon. "I don't like the suspicion that I'm being followed, so you might want to make your point soon." "Then I'll dissolve any suspicions and tell you outright that my fellow Toa and I have been on your trail," Jovan said awkwardly before clearing his throat. "After seeing your team in action, I think you're exactly what we need. I'd like to hire your crew as security detail for my own." "And where would we be going if I accepted?" "Before I say," Jovan started uncertainly, "I'd like you to accompany me out to the balcony momentarily. I need you to see something." Sidorak groaned and rapidly blinked his eyes, glancing up at me. "What happened?" "Business transaction," I muttered. "I'd tell you not to run off in case things turn against me on the balcony, but I have a feeling you'd just accidentally shoot me anyway." I followed Jovan out onto the nearest balcony of the coliseum, watching him put his weapons away. I stepped out further then, catching sight of four more Toa near the building's entrance. They had incapacitated an Ohnbiek guard by the name of Krekka, his burly form collapsed into the dirt. Nearby Steltians went about their typical morning activities, walking by or chatting up merchants with wares for sale. The sight of Toa on Stelt was a rarity, but no one was terribly interested in starting anything with them. "Mata Nui is dying, Adrinor," Jovan said sadly, looking into my eyes. "Stelt is still fortunate enough to have a sun shining in the sky, but there are other lands not quite so lucky. This place is a brigand's haven, not a home for a Toa, and yet I do not wish anything ill on the biomechs that call this place home. My team and I want to save the universe and we're in desperate need of someone who can protect us." I nodded slowly. "Then I'll ask again; where are you headed?" "Metru Nui," Jovan replied, suddenly lowering his voice. "The Onu-Metru Archives are legendary for containing rare and one-of-a-kind items among their exhibits. I recently encountered a rumor that the Archives may contain information about a Kanohi that could save the Great Spirit from death. Furthermore, they may also hold a Kanohi that can ascertain its location, called an Elda." "Sounds valuable," I mused. "I don't know a lot of biomechs who would willingly step into a warzone, even if the belligerents are mere Matoran. That said, I think you and I can set up a business arrangement. I presume this security detail job will begin on Metru Nui and conclude once your mythic Kanohi is retrieved?" "That's correct," Jovan replied. "Now, how much were you hoping to receive in terms of payment?" I grinned. "Well, let's see. My team's initial hiring fee is the first number that comes to mind. Then you'll be paying for our munitions, labor costs, and there's a daily charge as well. I also need to factor in a "saving the universe fee," which, is almost too great to put a price on. Alas, the price will be tacked on to your final bill." Jovan gave me a surprised look. "You must be joking." "Mostly, yes." I chuckled. "Why don't you tell me how much you've got and we'll go from there." The Toa of magnetism reluctantly handed over a small pouch and I let it rest in the palm of my hand. It was definitely heavy for such a tiny size. I pulled the strings apart on the bag's opening and peered inside, finding a couple dozen gold coins. I shifted the bag's contents around, allowing me to see how each coin had a Kanohi Hau on one side and the number 500 on the other. I looked back up at Jovan with a smile and he politely smiled back. "My team has saved some wealthy individuals in the past and, while we try not to accept payment for our services, some biomechs won't take 'no' for an answer." "May the Great Spirit bless them," I replied sarcastically, shaking Jovan's hand. "So we've got a job from a Toa, huh?" Jovan and I whirled back to see my crewmate Hadliek staring at us from the doorway. Holding his large caliber pistol up toward the sky, he lightly clicked the activator switch back and forth. Roughly my height, Hadliek wore matte black and cerulean armor, his eyes a shade of soft teal. He was a Todrano, from the eastern chain of the Southern Islands. His weapon, on the other hand, was manufactured in Xia. A heavy pistol, the barrel could hold 10 rounds, while an activation switch on the side could give them an incendiary kick. "Yeah, we've got a job," I said. "Jovan, I'd like to introduce you to my friend, Hadliek. Hadliek, this is Toa Jovan. We'll be protecting his team on a mission to Onu-Metru." "Nice to meet you, Hadliek," Jovan said cordially. "Same to you, hero; I haven't been to war in a while," Hadliek replied in his most casual tone, holstering his weapon at the hip. He possessed a natural cool that made being debonair look simple. "What kind of money is he walking around with to make you agree to that, Adrinor?" "Enough," I said slyly. "You know we could just take the money and save ourselves the trip," Hadliek suggested with a sinister grin. I watched Jovan begin to reach for his launcher before I gently put a hand to his shoulder. "That's not how we operate." "Forgive me," Jovan replied, "but you are hired guns. I've watched you steal." "Well…yeah," I said inelegantly, "but that was on assignment. We don't usually…I mean, not unless we have to." I sighed for a moment, trying to focus my thoughts. "Jovan, we have a code in this crew. Don't bite the hand that feeds you." "And yet you request payment to ultimately save the life of the Great Spirit. Ironic, wouldn't you say?" Jovan asked. I smirked. "If Mata Nui cares to notice, I still need to eat and reload my weapon from time to time. I don't exactly see him dropping any favors on me." "The ways of the Great Spirit are mysterious indeed," Jovan said assuredly. "Won't argue with that," Hadliek told him. "Let's continue this conversation down in the ground floor lounge," I proposed. "I'd like to meet the Toa I'll be protecting." "Yes, assemble your crew and I'll see you down there." Jovan lifted himself off the floor—presumably pulling himself by his magnetic parts—and smoothly descended to the ground below. Hadliek and I departed from the balcony and a quick scan of the corridor left me proud. The other three members of my team had been waiting silently, weapons loaded in case our guest was restless for battle. Elendra stood to my right, both of her revolvers ready to fire. She was an edgy sort of biomech, her ice white and violet armor never hinting at the volatile individual underneath. A Trelban from Trelbin, Elendra's frost-colored head was shaped like a Mask of Possibilities, mirroring the rest of her Toa-sized kind. On my left was Kyrhus, a platinum and black Gekalan. Kyrhus had very reptilian features (common in the Gekalan species) - a snout, scales, sharp claws, and a tail that ended in a blade. His dark forest green eyes were like staring into an alien world, but for all his formidable qualities, Kyrhus was the most kind-hearted of us. He held a sniper rifle at his side, an energy bullet-based weapon that had impeccable range with the right user. Kyrhus was certainly one of them. "Good morning," Kyrhus greeted in his usual, refined tone. "I see we have company." "Toa, of all things," Elendra said with a chuckle. "They must be desperate to have come to Stelt. I didn't quite catch your entire conversation." "They want to save the universe," I told her matter-of-factly. "I imagine they would've gone to the edge of the Southern Islands if they needed another crew like ours." Elendra raised an eyebrow. "The universe? Okay, I'm interested now." "As am I. They're waiting downstairs," Hadliek said. Our fifth member dropped down from the rafters, ducking into a roll when she hit the ground. She leapt to her feet and placed her sonic assault rifle on her back, innocently smirking at us. "Good morning, Celvey," I said, holding back a laugh. "Were you waiting for an invitation up there?" "Just waiting for the sake of it," Celvey replied sweetly. Celvey was an interesting individual, to say the least. East of Xia is a pair of islands. The north island is Nohtal, inhabited by biomechs imbued with natural darkness. These Nohtalians live in harmony with one another for the most part. South of Nohtal is an island inhabited by biomechs imbued with natural light. The island is almost constantly at war, ironically enough. This island is called Ilisi and, by extension, Celvey was an Ilisian. Her figure possessed more natural femininity than Elendra's, the contours of Celvey's form being more rounded, yet still defined. She was a lithe entity, armored in light silver and auburn, but able to hold her own in combat. Celvey favored a "civilized" alternative to a gunfight, but in our line of work, that was not always an option. The five of us marched downstairs, passing Voporak's empty office along the way. He left the coliseum from time to time to deal with personal matters among his clan, often times simple territorial disputes. A favorite—and quite clandestine—agent of Barraki Mantax during the era of the League, I could not begin to imagine what sorts of secrets he harbored from that age of the world. We met one another mere days before the League fell and I was never one to pry about the days of old. I stepped inside the lounge and quickly noticed Jovan sitting with the four Toa I had seen on the ground, his team taking up half a large booth near one of the windows. I led my crew through the lounge and we took our seats across the table from the Toa, settling in for a chat. "Good morning, everyone," I greeted the Toa. I looked to Jovan and asked, "So, should we all go around the table and introduce ourselves, or…how would you like to do this?" "I'll start," the Toa of magnetism replied. "My name is Toa Jovan and I am the leader of this team." Jovan looked to his right and nodded at a Toa of plant life. "My name is Haltryox," he said in a kind voice, "and I am the deputy leader of the team." Next down the line was an Olmak-wearing Toa of earth who introduced himself in a gruff tone as, "Argeph. I'm not a leader, more of an enforcer." "Would you mind sharing the difference with us?" Hadliek asked pleasantly. "We don't get to learn about the lifestyle of Toa very often." "Jovan here sets the rules as leader, be it for our group or criminals we've apprehended. If someone thinks about overstepping those rules, I'm more than willing to remind them of their place." "Don't worry, he's got a soft heartlight under all that talk," the next Toa down the line giggled. A Toa of water, she continued with, "My name is Valtriak, by the way." "And last, but not least, I am Ticonahk," a Toa of plasma at the end of the table said with a grin. "Nice meeting you all, my name is Adrinor and, since it's already been established that you've seen me at work, I'll let my crew get their introductions out of the way." "My name is Hadliek and my hobbies include shooting things, shooting other things, and getting paid when a job is finished." "What a well-rounded Todrano," Valtriak said facetiously. Hadliek shot her a slightly impressed smirk. "Oh, and long walks under the moonlight." Elendra gave him an annoyed look and began, "My name is Elendra and if you're pinned down under fire, I'm probably nowhere in sight." "My name is Kyrhus and…I really couldn't think of anything off the top of my head the way Hadliek and Elendra did." "You have a very polished voice, Kyrhus, if you don't mind my saying," Haltryox noted. "Forgive me, but your appearance suggested a more…feral creature." Kyrhus smiled. "No offense taken, the Gekalan are often mistaken as such." "And my name is Celvey. I am the newest member of the crew and," she paused, glancing down the table at me, "may I tell them?" I frowned and shook my head. "Not here." Her voice lowered to a whisper as she added, "Another time, I suppose." Jovan clapped his hands together. "Well, a pleasure to meet all of you. Now that we're up to speed in the personality department, I think we're going to get along on this mission just famously." I grinned. "Don't let that magnet-head of yours get too attached to us. We're still some of the finest killers you'll meet in this town." Jovan's expression suddenly turned more serious. "I can overlook that for the time being, given that you're willing to assist us in the greatest endeavor in the history of the universe. Saving the life of the Great Spirit, well…it's not the kind of work I'd expect a team of hired guns to usually sign up for. My team is ready to journey north this afternoon if yours is." "Slow down, Metru Nui wasn't built in a day," I replied. "And don't sell yourself short either, Jovan. You'll be doing the hero stuff. We'll just be watching your backs for gunfire." "At any rate, the Great Spirit cannot wait forever for his saviors," Jovan told my crew. "I'd like to be on my way to Metru Nui before sundown." "Metru Nui?" Kyrhus repeated, clearly taken aback. "That city is a warzone." "Need I remind you how this town turns into a warzone from time to time?" Elendra asked him. "Not to mention Steltians seem bred for war in a way Matoran will never be." "Well the conflicts here never last hundreds of years," Kyrhus muttered. "Even so, these are only Matoran," Elendra said, trying to reassure him. "They have powerless masks and can't aim a weapon to save their lives." Jovan went to stand up, but I quickly pulled the heavy pistol from Hadliek's hip and held it near my head, pointing the barrel square at the Toa of magnetism. "I think you'd do well to sit back down, Jovan." Argeph went to grab the pistol, but I triggered the incendiary activator and said, "Any closer and I'll light him up." "Stand down, Argeph." Jovan resumed sitting and gave me an angry look. "What do you want, Adrinor?" "The truth," I replied, slowly lowering Hadliek's gun and flipping off the activator. "You think I would readily believe anyone, even Toa, would blindly run headlong into Metru Nui on the basis of a rumor? The risk is too great for anyone to enter that city over a bit of gossip. So you're going to tell me exactly what you know, or I'm going to count to ten and drop the number of Toa on Stelt by one." Haltryox glanced at Jovan. "I don't think we need-" "No, he's right. Adrinor deserves the truth." Jovan turned his attention to me and whispered, "My team was approached by an agent that spoke on behalf of Mata Nui." "Did this agent have a name or were you able to determine his species at least?" I asked, still holding the gun ready. "Yes, he was a Dectraz by the name of Trylac." I felt my heartlight skip a beat as Jovan finished speaking. Looking down the table at Elendra, I could only imagine I was wearing the same expression of disbelief. When the League fell 900 years prior, when Makuta Teridax oversaw the defeat of the Barraki in a single day, I had not yet become a leader. That title belonged to another, to the Nohtalian who once wielded my gunblade. And it was his crew that contained a Dectraz named Trylac who was shot out of the sky, presumably murdered. "Are you all right, Adrinor?" Jovan wondered, clearly aware he said something disturbing. I lowered my head and returned the gun to Hadliek, my thoughts still racing. "I watched a Dectraz named Trylac fly off one day…right before he was shot and plummeted to his death. Only his broken rifle was recovered from the crash site and we thought his body was destroyed." "Isn't it possible that Trylac merely left the scene, perhaps limping away in his damaged condition?" Haltryox asked. I glared at him, my fury rising again. "He would've looked for me! He would've come back, okay?" "If you truly think Trylac died, we were planning to meet up with him on the Southern Continent in a matter of days. You can talk with him there and resolve your misunderstanding," Jovan replied. "It's funny, Trylac actually pointed me in your direction to begin with. He seemed to think you were very capable of protecting my team." "We should return to the coast soon," Valtriak said. "Our watercraft is decent, but it will be a long journey to Metru Nui." "Elendra," I said, turning to her, "I think it's time we put your side project to the test." She smiled at me before looking at Jovan's team. "I've been hard at work on an experimental aircraft kept beneath this coliseum. Looks like it'll finally see the light of day." I felt a sense of hope welling up in my mind. Trylac had been watching my crew for quite some time, it seemed. But why he kept up the secrecy, how he evaded our detection - it was all beyond my ability to comprehend. I knew then that I had to see him on the Southern Continent; I needed answers. Review
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My entry to the September BZPower flickr contest. This is, without a doubt, the most ambitious color scheme I have ever used on a MOC. I actually think I was able to pull it off fairly well. As always, comments and criticism appreciated.
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These reimaginings of Toa Hewkii and Macku were inspired by their rebuilt Mata Nui forms. I needed some pieces from Hewkii for other projects, but I wanted to document and share these creations before deconstructing them. These two figures are probably not my best work, but as always, feedback is welcome. (links to higher resolution images under the pictures) https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/14925135960/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/15108775851/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/15111414182/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/15111412502/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/15111778095/
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My first physical MOC (a self-MOC, also) that wasn't either a reskin of an existing set, something almost entirely experimental, or something I found terrible or weird. (Please excuse the quality of the pictures) Toa Gabirod A Toa of Iron that was formerly a Nynrah Ghost who rebuilt his body to that similar of a Toa's to protect his fellow Fe-Matoran from foes. Later on he was given a Toa Stone from a mysterious Olmak-wearing Skakdi who acquired it from "a Matoran marching band from another dimension" and claimed he was sick of people trying to kill him for it. Toa Gabirod used it to become a proper Toa. Gabirod fought his fair share of battles alongside other Fe-Matoran that also rebuilt themselves to be stronger. Over the course of his battles he got quite damaged and had to patch himself up a couple times, much to his dismay at having to replace his broken orange armor for new red armor and having to use blue patches and bits which "wrecked his color scheme". Equipped a Kanohi Akaku (formerly a Kadin), a pair of mechanical wings he built, a sword he crafted himself out of Protosteel and a shield made by a friend with a strangely built Zamor Launcher attached to it. Some say the design of his Zamor Launcher was based on the blasters of a popular book series in Metru Nui known as "Hero Factory". Front: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Toa-of-Gallifrey/BIONICLE/toa_gabirod_1.png Close-up of sword: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Toa-of-Gallifrey/BIONICLE/toa_gabirod_2.png Close-up of shield: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Toa-of-Gallifrey/BIONICLE/toa_gabirod_3.png Launcher flipped up: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Toa-of-Gallifrey/BIONICLE/toa_gabirod_4.png Back: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Toa-of-Gallifrey/BIONICLE/toa_gabirod_5.png Back with wings flipped down: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Toa-of-Gallifrey/BIONICLE/toa_gabirod_6.png Head: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Toa-of-Gallifrey/BIONICLE/toa_gabirod_7.png Head from back: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Toa-of-Gallifrey/BIONICLE/toa_gabirod_8.png Edit: Please link to pictures over 100 kB in BBC! -Wind-
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"Remember? Remember what? How you left me for dead in the heat of battle?" |+| Flickr |+| Flavia, a Toa of Water from the Order of Mata Nui. Sent on a mission to take down a Brotherhood of Makuta fortress with Zanax, Ventus, and Sicarius, she supposedly perished when a Rahkshi stabbed her. But there's more to this Toa than meets the eye... I mainly built her so that I could play around with one of my new misprint Matatus, which were a birthday present from my dad.
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It's been ages since I've actually put something here in BBC, so I'm going to post a big one now! Over this past week, I've made quite a few MOCs, most of them being experiments in making small custom bodies. My Matoran design: Front: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Makuta-Miras/RandomBioMOCs/img_0038.jpg Back: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Makuta-Miras/RandomBioMOCs/img_0039.jpg Tyxama, Turaga of Fire: Front: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Makuta-Miras/RandomBioMOCs/tyxama_front.jpg Back: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Makuta-Miras/RandomBioMOCs/tyxama_back.jpg Sanmaka, post- Spherus Magna reformation female Toa of the Green Front: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Makuta-Miras/RandomBioMOCs/sanmaka_front.jpg Back: http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/Makuta-Miras/RandomBioMOCs/sanmaka_back.jpg Sanmaka was an experiment in building a titan-scale torso, and although it could do with a bit of tweaking, I'm happy with the overall result. The reason why I didn't make her sword any longer was because I wanted her to look like a soldier, and a short sword helps that along, and the excess amount of black on the hands was intended to look like gloves.
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Vanquisher of Dragons, Runner of Blockades, and Hero of Naho Bay, may I present: Toa Naho ^Link to Gallery^ Wielding a Kanohi Kakama and twin Tide Daggers, this Toa of Water is ready to take on any foe, be it Kanohi Dragon or Dark Hunters. This was just a quick MOC to use some of my new masks and to get some creative juices flowing, but I'm very proud of how it turned out. The original idea was based on a sketch (bottom right corner) I started for Bonesiii's Destiny of Bionicle, but never finished. It turns out that most of my blue pieces are at Brickfair, so the legs are a bit more silver than I would have liked, but I think she looks good. Please Comment, Critique, and Enjoy!
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Am I the only one that thinks it was really weird that the Toa Mahrii had to go underwater? I mean, going underwater wasn't the weird part, but imagine them fighting the Barraki, they would have to be going pretty darn slow. True, the Barraki are probably more built to move around underwater as they are mutated. But the toa would still be moving pretty slow, even though their armor was changed. Or are toa big/strong enough that they can move through water like we move through air? I doubt it, but I'm open to hear what you guys and gals have to say.
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Sida sighed. Today was the first day of her new training. She’d been relocated to Matero, a decision that was out of her hands. She wasn’t thrilled about being the rookie. It was never a role that suited her, and quite frankly she wanted to get training day over with. Having moved to a new city wasn’t helping. Sida had never lived in an industrial part of the world before. Everything was changing around her; everything was new. Familiarity was something thrown to the wind now, and the art of second-guessing and relearning was bound to follow. Another sigh escaped Sida’s lips. She had been sitting in a blank room for what felt like hours. Her left arm was pulled across her chest while she strummed her fingers on the table in front of her with her right hand. Her eyes were preoccupied with her left. There wasn’t anything terribly interesting about a blank wall, but then again she wasn’t hoping for anything interesting. Being alone with her thoughts normally suited her fine, however today Sida wanted time to pass. That was the only thing that made five minutes feel like a year. Finally the door Sida had been facing opened. “So, you’re our new transfer. Sida, right? The Toa of the green?” The voice was slightly coy. Sida turned her head away from the wall and met two newcomers. Both were tall figures clad in armor. The one that had spoken was no doubt in front; a Toa in orange and white with a cool smile on his face. Behind him stood a figure in blue and gold. She was smiling. “Welcome to HQ. It’s nice to finally meet our new brother. My name is Miln.” This time the Toa in back had spoken. “My name’s Tanu. I apologize for being blunt.” Tanu’s voice wasn’t any less smooth despite his apologetic speech. “Hrmph. Charmed.” Sida refused to move from her seat. “Wait… You’re female?” Tanu had hardly finished speaking when he was knocked off balance. Sida had, in one motion, stood and unleashed several vines which wrapped around Tanu’s torso with a firm grasp, knocking the table over in the process. Miln had tightened her stance in response, ready for battle. “Got a problem with that?” Sida’s voice was a low growl. “Heh. You’re pretty fast. We could use more Toa like you.” Tanu slowly placed a hand on Sida’s vine and they vaporized in what appeared to be liquid fire. “You’ll forgive our curiosity, Sida.” Miln had stepped between the two. “We will not demand an explanation should you not wish to provide one.” “Good.” Sida retracted her vines and loosened her stance. She was still standing boldly with her arms crossed. Miln and Tanu shared a look for a brief moment before one of them spoke. “Well, Sida, barring any further arguments, we should get you started. We could use all the help we can get with our latest case. I’ll meet you two there.” Tanu casually walked through the door and turned to the left before vanishing from Sida’s vision. “Sida, a moment, please?” Miln waved her hand and the table Sida had knocked over placed itself back up right. Two chairs moved to opposite ends of table, and Miln gestured for Sida to sit. Reluctantly, Sida took a seat and Miln sat across from her. “Pardon my asking this, but are you having any problems with being relocated here?” “So what if I am?” Sida stared, her eyes unrelenting, into Miln’s Hau. “Sida, while you’re here, we need you focused. Underlying emotions can be dangerous if unchecked, especially in our line of work. I understand we just met, but if you have any problems please feel free to talk to me.” “Why wouldn’t you just read my mind? It would save us these unnecessary questions.” Sida’s glare didn’t waver. Miln, however, seemed to shrug it off by shaking her head. “I assure you, I only tap into the consciousness of others in a state of crisis. Abuse of such a power is unethical.” “And when I had Tanu, that wasn’t a state of crisis?” “No.” Miln’s voice was bold, and her face solemn. “If you wanted to harm our organization, you chose an inopportune time. Your demeanor showed signs of clear aggravation, likely at what Tanu had said. While you did assault him, you merely bound him and left no physical damage. At best that’s a petty disagreement between Toa.” “… I see.” “If you’re interested, I could help you with your emotional state.” “How so?” “I can use psionic energy to tap into your emotional state, with your consent, of course. It won’t alter your thoughts or memories, but it will basically help you feel relaxed.” “I’m not following.” “Alright then,” Miln reached behind her and produced two golden discs around half the size of her hand. She proceeded to twirl one of them in her right hand. It spun around smoothly, forming the illusion of a sphere. “Imagine this is a balanced emotional state. This, however," Miln said, the second disk sputtering around wildly in her left hand, "is an emotionally unbalanced state. Sometimes we get angry or sad or what-have-you, and our emotions sometimes cause our actions to be biased. What I can do is alter this emotional state to an equilibrium to help remove bias caused by lingering emotion.” The disk in Miln’s right hand began slowly spiraling around the one on her left. Slowly but surely it wobbled less spastically and eventually matched the smooth rotation of its twin. It was like watching a dance. “Interesting. I’m afraid I’ll pass.” Sida never broke eye contact with Miln. “… Very well, it’s your decision.” Miln stopped the disks and put them away. “We should meet Tanu. He should be waiting for us at the morgue.” Miln stood and pushed her chair in. “A murder?” Sida followed her lead. “… We’re not sure.” Sida and Miln walked out of the room. A few turns, a walk up a staircase and two halls later, they reached the morgue. Miln hadn’t briefed her on the case so much as point out the facilities as they were passed. A lab for examining evidence, a sparring room for testing weapons and hand-to-hand combat, a robotics lab for creating and repairing robotic law enforcement, etc. Sida reflected on the last one. She’d heard stories about creatures named Vahki from the big city. As she recalled, that story didn’t end well. She asked, briefly, but was assured that they were “more state-of-the-art,” and that “measures were being taken to ensure they won’t be corrupted.” “There they are; my two favorite co-workers!” Tanu seemed to perk up as they entered the room. He was talking with a creature that was tall and lean. Its legs and arms were long, but its torso seemed more compact. Sida hadn’t met anyone quite like this before, however it was clear to her that the creature was completely mechanical. “It’s a bit early to act like old friends.” Sida sneered. “It’s also a bit early to act like bitter rivals.” Tanu chimed. “Sida,” Miln interjected, “this is one of our robotic officers. Here at HQ we have twenty two units total. Each is connected to one central computer system. Basically, they have access to information on any case in our records. They can even access information instantly on units currently on patrol; their position, status, and the current state of certain areas of this sector in the city.” Sida looked at the robot in front of her. It stared back, as if awaiting orders. “Only this sector?” “They’re prototypes.” Tanu wrapped his arm around the robot’s shoulders. “A Toa engineer came up with their design, and so far they’ve proven very effective. I’ve named this one Che.” “They are very easy to interact with. Why don’t you try it out? Ask about case 8-5-3-5.” Miln gestured towards Che. “… Che…” Sida glared at Tanu briefly. “Please tell me about case 8-5-3-5.” “Accessing case 8-5-3-5… Complete. What would you like to know?” The mechanical Che did not express much emotion in its speaking. Its voice was low. “Erm…” Sida wasn’t sure how to continue. “Che, please provide an overview of the case.” Tanu demonstrated. His voice seemed to tighten while he gave the command. “Overview: Two days ago a body was discovered in Southern Matero. The deceased is an Agori of unknown element. No visible injuries were found on the body; however a strange mask is covering the head completely. The cause of death is uncertain; however it is thought to be asphyxiation. There is no record of any witnesses to the death of the deceased. The body was discovered abandoned in an alley by Patrol Unit 019.” Everything was stated plainly. “The victim is here. We’ve taken to calling him Urnu.” Miln pulled on a bar sticking out of the wall, and revealed a bed with a body covered in a white sheet. Tanu pulled the sheet back down to the body’s mid-torso. Sida looked at the mask. She had never seen anything quite like it before. It was green and ugly, with large fangs sticking upwards from its mouth and a glare set in stone. Sure enough, the mask surrounded the head completely, and there were no visible signs that it could be removed. “Our friends in the lab have tried many techniques to remove this thing.” Tanu’s voice was low. “Nothing has worked so far.” “The lab sent us the mask in hopes that we might be able to find something they overlooked.” Miln stepped in front of Tanu and gestured for the two of them to step back. “I’m going to try to see if I can find something within the mask’s interior.” She closed her eyes and concentrated. A few moments passed when Miln let out a gasp and stumbled to the floor. “What’s wrong?” Sida managed to catch Miln before she hit the floor. “Miln? Miln, are you alright?” As if responding to Tanu’s words, Miln opened her eyes and shook her head quickly as she woke. “I’m sorry, I’m not sure what happened.” It was around this time that all three Toa looked up to the bed. Urnu was sitting up. A piercing scream filled the room, and Urnu jumped and ran for the door. Che was the first to give pursuit, running forward with impressive speed. Sida pushed Miln towards Tanu, who instinctively supported her and helped her stand. Sida ran after the two, not far behind. Che caught up to him and attempted to grab hold when Urnu turned and nimbly slipped passed his reach. Sida slid under Che, jumped back to her feet and continued her pursuit. The Agori was ten feet away, and the distance between them shortened. Sida saw how it moved; ducking and weaving around more oncoming robots, probably reacting to what Che had seen in the morgue. Sida quickly gave chase, ducking and weaving like the Agori. It was just like passing through the jungle back home. The chase continued for some time, until eventually her target made it outside HQ. Finally Sida had a clear shot. Five vines surrounded the Agori’s body and wrapped around tight. It was then that the vines dropped to the ground and Sida let out a scream. She stumbled forward, but managed to prevent herself from falling. Frustrated, she tried creating sturdy tree branches to entrap the masked fiend. The branches only managed to grow around a foot off the ground before their growth was halted. The last thing Sida recalled was a shrill screech before she lost consciousness. *** Sida woke in aggravation. “Well, look who finally came to.” Tanu was not helping. He was sitting a chair to the left of the bed she was in. He appeared to be fiddling with a glowing slab of stone. There wasn’t anyone else in the room, though there appeared to be six beds total. “What happened to the Agori?” Sida’s voice was groggy as she slowly sat up. “… Dead.” Sida’s mind froze for a moment. Dubiously, she turned to look at Tanu, who proceeded to stand and walk up to her side. “Here, you should see for yourself.” Tanu placed the flat, rectangular slab in front of Sida. It was displaying a video of her pursuit from earlier. Eventually at one point, she fell to the floor. The events following that were perplexing. The mask on Urnu opened and seemed to regress to the size of a normal kanohi. The mask fell to the ground and the Agori with it. Both lay unmoving as half a dozen robots moved in and surrounded the area. Tanu stopped the video. “What we appear to be dealing with,” Tanu explained, “is a strange case. We don’t know exactly what that mask is or where it came from. Our lab currently has it in custody, trying further experiments to find out what exactly it is and how it works. Between what happened with you and Miln, the popular theory is that it fed off of elemental energy. Of course that’s just a guess at this point.” “…Why did I faint?” “… We’re guessing that thing set loose some sort of signal. Our robotic officers’ recordings managed to pick up some strange background noise right as you fell to the ground. It didn’t do much to our metal friends, but it sure took its toll on the three of us.” “You mean you and Miln?” “We’re both fine. We were still inside the building when it happened, so we were only out for around ten minutes. In your case, the effects lasted around an hour.” Tanu and Sida appeared to be staring at the same wall. “I should be thanking you. You were fast enough to catch that thing before it reached the rest of the city.” Sida got out of the bed and started heading for the door. “Thank me some other time. This is far from over.” Sida sighed. Life in the city of Matero was already proving far more tedious than she had anticipated. --------------------------- This short story is a part of a collaboration I'm in with a couple of dweebs. These series of short stories we are currently releasing are a warm-up for our upcoming epic, Volition. These short stories are done independently and are to be considered "semi-canon" for our epic. ~Trivia~ The name Urnu is a shortened form of Ur-nohi. BZP member Tolkien has been working on the Matoran language and after I asked, he posed the words "Ur-nohi" or "Urnu" to mean "faceless" Sida's name is pronounced [see-dah] however Miln and Tanu have been mispronouncing it as [side-ah]. Sida feels correcting them would be a waste of time and finds such matters trivial. I chose the number 8535 for the case file because it is Toa Lewa Mata's set number. Sida's character started from a simple MOC I did.
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"This one -- this one has many layers. He is cold. But I sense his frosty exterior may hide a blazing fire deep within..." Flickr Gallery Kopaka Mata was my earliest set (discounting the McToran), and as such, I thought it would be fitting to recreate him in all his icy glory. I really need to get a good light tent.
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Do you guys think the Toa Nuva could still become Kaita after receiving their adaptive armor? Could other teams of Toa become Kaita as well? Matoran, Bohrok-kal, and Rahkshi can all form Kaitas, why not other toa like the Inika/Mahri, or the Metru/Hordika?
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Prologue I remember the time I was created a long time ago, created by a Toa of Air whose name I always seem to never remember. When that Toa of Air created me and my first glance was him smiling and staring at me. He said, "Welcome to the world, Cerebron it is I your creator.". I then remember glancing at him and then I got out of my pod that I happened to have been in when he made me. I then looked at him and I remember my first words were, "Cerebron, is that my name?" I said to him in question. He then replied "Why yes that is your name Toa, your name is Cerebron." and after he had said that I then smiled and liked my name. The Toa of Air who created me explain to me that I was the first Toa of Plasma to be created without needing of Matoran being involved. I happened to already have known about what the world around me was, it was as if the Toa of Air happened to install a database of various information when I was being made. I knew what a Toa was, I knew what a Matoran was, I even knew about the Great Spirit Mata Nui. The Toa of Air helped me become a stronger Toa, and me and him began to develop a special bond between us, I felt as if he was like a brother. The Toa of Air was a very caring and kind Toa to me, as I was towards him as well. I hoped me and him would be stay together forever and remain close brothers, but sadly that did not happen... Because one day he was killed by a Makuta who said that I was special. I wondered what did that Makuta meant that I was "special", I still in fact do wonder about it to this very day. Coming back to my early days, when I found my "brother" the Toa of Air laying on the ground as a lifeless corpse of scrap metal, I was emotionally struck with great despair and sadness. This then later grew into hatred, which I then began to just hate Makutas. After had mourned the loss of my "brother". I buried him on a island located in the Southern Islands, I kept his weapons and his mask for remembrance of him. After all he was my creator he made me come into existence, and I still thank him for doing so. Afterwards I fled to Metru Nui, as I tried to leave my past behind. Back then Metru Nui was still being created it was half way finished being made. There was still a lot construction going on there, in fact I decided to be kind and caring and as I result I helped fund the construction of Metru Nui. I knew my "brother" would of been proud of me for helping out. I remained in Metru Nui for years, even after when the island city was finished being made. I thought the thing that had changed my entire was when my "brother" was killed, but unfortunately I was however wrong, because when the Toa/Dark Hunter War broken out it changed my life even more. I can remember the time when I was stationed in Ta Metru at the time of the war. So here I begin my story of when I was in the Toa/Dark Hunter War. This was the first time I perhaps befriended another Toa or bunch of Toa. Chapter 1 It was the middle of the night in Ta Metru, the sky was blocked by smog coming from the furnaces of Ta Metru. Fighting would be heard here and there, but just not as often. I was standing in the streets of downtown Ta Metru and I was knowing that someone was watching me, but I wondered who. I stood up straight and walked into the middle of the vacant quiet street. I looked around to see if their was anyone here with me, I kept on looking in every direction to see if I could spot a suspicious Dark Hunter who might of been stalking me. I happened to have been armed with weapon at the time, I had with me was a silver dagger and Plasma Sword with me. I was armed just in case if anyone were to attack me at any given moment. And I wasn't going to go down without a fight. After five minutes of looking around to see if anyone was there, I then turned myself around and was about to walk somewhere else in Ta Metru. But suddenly I heard sudden movement behind me, and I was then hit the back of the head by a Dark Hunter's metal spear. I was lucky and I didn't got badly hurt from the hit, so I then got back up onto my feet and I grabbed my Plasma Sword and gripped it tightly in my right hand. "Who are you Dark Hunter?" I asked him, as I had a serious battle look on my face. I wanted answers, I was always like this whenever I was battling a enemy I always would ask it's name, unless if it was a Rahi. "I am Primal, I am just like many Dark Hunters there is." he replied as I then glanced at his face, his face was colored white, he had a head like that of a Visorak and he had glowing bluish green eyes. He had two arms that had claws on each of his hands, in one of his hands he held was a metal spear that he used in combat. He had four legs and a stinger tail on the back of him. He looked like he must of been a Rahi that had became sapient. As he finished what he said to me, he then pierced his spear through my metal chest and I then reacted by shooting beam of liquid boiling plasma from my Plasma Sword I had in my right hand. The Dark Hunter, Primal was then hit in two left legs by my plasma, he led out a cry of pain as the plasma began to ate away his non-organic tissue. I watched as he gripped for a moment in pain and agony from my attack. I on the other hand had been dealing with serious pain in my lower metal ribs. It was beginning to hurt beyond Mata Nui, but I then sucked up the pain and got back to combat. Primal then led out his stinger tail and I then quickly responded by jumping out of the way of his tail. His tail missed me and then tried to hit me again, but it led to just another miss. I then saw a metal shield that was happening to be laying on the ground a few feet away from me. I then ran towards it and I grabbed it with my my left hand. Primal than hit me with his stinger tail, but lucky I had gave myself protection from the shield that I just picked up. As that I then out out my silver dagger from my leather bag and I then stabbed the Dark Hunter's tail with it. He then swore a bad word as he gripped in more pain. I then got back up and ran towards Primal and I then hit him on the head with the metal shield. He was hit on the head and then unhappy, he then grabbed me and threw me at a stone wall of a abandoned Kanohi shop that was behind me. I hit the wall and the shop collapsed on top of me. I was now buried underneath it. Meanwhile the Dark Hunter, Primal then laughed. "You call yourself a Toa? Well you are no longer a Toa of Plasma you are now nothing but a Toa of being Dead." He said as he laughed at now destroyed Kanohi shop. He then turned himself around and was about to leave the scene until I then got out of the ruins. "Maybe you should check twice when you kill a Toa, to see if it is dead or not." I said as I gave him a angry look at him as he glared in shock wondering how I managed to survive that. I then picked up a grey colored brick and I threw it at Primal's face and then I ran towards him. He then struggled as I sat on top of him, he said "Get off of me!" as he yelled while he struggled to break free from me. "I am going to break your two legs, because you deserve to be left a short-lived mark from a Toa like me." I said to him as I then grabbed his right back leg and I snapped it in half. The Dark Hunter led out a cry of pain. Then I snapped his other back leg in half, where he than again cried in pain as well. He then said "Alright Toa, you win this battle. But I will get my revenge upon you eventually one day!" he yelled as he crawled from defeat into the distance, where I didn't see him again after that. I then brushed myself off with my hands and I then coughed as I had a few dust from smoke in the air that were in my mechanical lungs. I then grabbed my Plasma Sword off the ground. "Well I guess I should go back to the fortress in Ga Metru, they'll need me there to help out..." I said to myself as I then walked into the night heading to Ga Metru. End of Chapter 1
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So, over the course of Bionicle's life, we've gotten several toa body types ranging from the mata to... well Tahu's disgusting agori thing, if that abomination even counts. Toa are the central characters of Bionicle so what style is the most appealing to you? Which looks the best? Which has the most pose ability/functionality? Which is your least favorite? Why? So many question marks?
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This creation is my own personal redesign of Onua inspired by his Toa Mata form. This figure is what the arms and legs of my Toa Archivist MOC where originally meant for. (links to higher resolution images under the pictures) https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/14706980279/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/14893271072/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/14870631916/
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My Self-Moc, Aroran. Backstory coming soon! Front: http://i.imgur.com/BcZJp7D.jpg Back: http://i.imgur.com/ShjQc7n.jpg Weapon: http://i.imgur.com/VqnbXia.jpg Cool Pose: http://i.imgur.com/RfYGS6z.jpg I hope you like it. Edit: Please keep posted images in BBC to around 100 kB (and around 640x640 pixels). -Wind-
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This creation is my personal take on Toa Zaria. This Toa of Iron is one of the last of his kind and he appeared as one of the three Toa introduced in the story serial, "The Yesterday Quest." (links to higher resolution images under the pictures) https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/14891537625/ Since Zaria's page on BS01 ( http://biosector01.com/wiki/index.php/Zaria ) listed him as having metallic grey and burnt orange armor and listed his Kanohi as "unknown," I decided to give him a burnt orange Kakama. https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/14891210742/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/14891210022/
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So m8s, I finally made a new FAZE klan image. if 2edgy4u don't look!
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This is my first piece of BIONICLE fan fic so constructive criticism is welcome on the review topic: http://www.bzpower.com/board/topic/14036-our-final-judement-review-topic/ PROLOGUE From where Toa Zevvar stood in the small Parauri forest to the north of the vast Bota Magna region, he could just make out the city of New Atero, like a vivid beacon of light in the pitch-black ocean of the night. The city was beautiful, not just physically but also in its very concept; it represented the fact that unity could overcome any obstacle – Zevvar realised that he was being a little sentimental, but he liked the idea just the same. Taking one last look at the golden metropolis, he turned his head and continued his patrol of the night-time woodland. “Patrol” was hardly the word for it – although he was technically making the rounds of the forest to guard the city from what Turaga Onua would call “Spirits of Destruction”, this was his favourite terrain (despite him not being a toa of Air or “The Green”) and he was thoroughly enjoying himself. When the city’s world went to sleep, another one was just waking up and having late night breakfast: the nocturnal voices of hundreds of thousands of rahi and creatures chirruped, growled, buzzed and squawked their way into life. It was not like there was even much of a threat anymore: the Rock tribe had been disbanded and most of its open-minded former-members had been welcomed into other tribes. The Bone-Hunters became part of the Union and abandoned their nomadic ways, still violent but in a more…lawful way if at all possible. The Dark Hunter organization had gone into hiding; at least until things cleared up a bit (recent history had taken its toll and the aftermath would last for a while longer) but they would no doubt soon be selling their services of assassination and theft to the new civilisation. Zevvar’s train of thought was derailed by a sudden loud humming that filled the night air for a few seconds followed by a sound like fog horn and an intense burst of white light from the west of the forest, causing a huge flock of Ekera birds to fly squawking from their perch above the origin of the sound. The toa was just wondering what on Spherus could have made the noise when another blast of deafening sonics was unleashed, this time nearer. This was followed by a metallic voice declaring a string of incomprehensible jargon and a scream which was then cut off. Silence filled the forest. The Fe-Toa was struck by panic; on the whole, he had only two options: he could travel back to the city (which would take the best part of an hour) and get help from the toa there, by which time the thing or person making the noise might have killed more people (if that’s what it was doing – by the sound of that scream, this seemed to be the most likely occurrence) or his other option was to stay here and try to fight the thing himself before more people were killed (of course this option also had the possibility of him getting killed). Surely nothing in these woods was something a toa couldn’t handle? Surely? But Zevvar knew that the turaga had never expected something that one toa couldn’t handle, which was why he was here alone. Maybe…maybe it would be best for everyone if he went back to call for reinforcements…best for you, you mean, said his conscience. After all, he thought, I’m not exactly the heroic type…you’re a toa! The very word means hero! You cannot abandon your duty or you will never reach your destiny. Luckily, Zevvar didn’t have to make a choice; as he turned, he came mask to face with what at first glance would be considered a mass of titanic trees but, the toa realised, trees that hadn’t been there a moment ago. With a grinding of cogs and hissing of pistons, as slowly as the death of worlds, the thing unfolded itself into the shape of a colossal mechanical giant, roughly glatorianesque in shape, but four times the height of any toa and twice as wide. An uncontrollable sense of dread and awe routed Zevvar to the spot as one baleful eye ignited with cold blue fire in what he presumed to be the being’s head. His hands trembling, Zevvar tried to provoke his elemental power and reach out to the iron ore in the earth beneath the creature’s feet, but something pushed it back and contained it within his physical body. “What are you?” he asked in a hoarse whisper. In reply, the thing raised the pulsating, humming barrel of some of kind launcher until it was barely a meter away from Zevvar’s head. Then it said, in a voice as loud as thunder and as impassive and cold as steel: “I AM SALVATION” Then it fired. Much more to come
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This Toa of Earth is an archivist living on Spherus Magna. He wears a Kanohi Hau styled after the mask worn by a hero of long ago. (links to higher resolution images under the pictures) https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/14807596105/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/14784592606/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/lubrickon/14620878760/
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Otana is a Le-Matoran that fell down a cave many years before the events of The return of the toa take place while testing his wing pack . Personality -Otana is a care free matoran like most Le-Matoran but he will quickly jump in to a battle if it is the only way to get out of a situation .He has a nack for annoying people he should not, this list including beings like The shadowed one Glatorian and even his fellow matoran but in the end he is a friend any one would like to have. Otana is one of the few Matoran to still use the ancient chute speak . Weapons- When Otana fights he prefers a hit a run tactic of flying in and using the sharp blades he built in to his gauntlets to fight with . other wise he is not much of a fighter and is terrible in a close up fight . His wing pack was a prototype built by Kardi labs and was mint to give Matoran the power of flight. Originally it failed but with some old tech that Otana found in the ruins of Metru Nui he was able to get it to work . return of the toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Wings closed front. return of the toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr return of the toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr wings closed back. return of the toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Wings spread front. return of the toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Wing spread back.
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Ok this may be explained some where in the bionicle story line but im a little rusty on the little details after my return from the four year dark ages But where were all the Toa that lived on Metru Nui during that war where Lihkan lead like a hundred or more toa to battle , Where were they when the Visorak came to metru nui or when Makuta took over it just seems like a ancient evil and a bunch of spiders infecting the largest city in the universe would signal some of the toa in other places to be like hey maybe we should go help out there . I guess that you could say that they were busy with the damage from Mata nui crashing but at least some had to go and check on Metru nui when all this was going on . Besides the toa Hagah . -
Equipped with elemental powers over Lightning, a Mask of Evasion, and an excessive quantity of swords. You can see more photos of Dreife on flickr. If you feel so inclined, I would very much appreciate votes for Dreife in the current BZPower flickr contest. Thank you for viewing this MOC.
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Hello everyone this thread is to show off mocs for my epic The Return of the toa . After reading over the rules I noticed a no unofficial contest so forget the whole contest part of this thread sorry about that . Ry Return of the Toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Return of the Toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Return of the Toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Asa Return of the Toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Return of the Toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Return of the Toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Tor Return of the Toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Return of the Toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Return of the Toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Idure Return of the Toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Return of the Toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Return of the Toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr So there they are fill free to tell me what you Think and if you want you could say how I could improve them . here is new character yet to be named . return of the toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr return of the toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr return of the toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr return of the toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr return of the toa mocs by The MegazordMan, on Flickr Edit: Double post merged. -Wind-
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Hello everyone this is my first epic The Return of the Toa. Review Topic link http://www.bzpower.com/board/topic/13920-review-topic-the-return-of-the-toa/ This may be a little different from most epics due to my writing style . It will be Written mainly in a script format so when you read it each character`s name will be on the left side like this. Character 1 - Hello. Character 2- Oh hello there . If something is written with in these [] it means that it is a action done by the stated character . Anyway now that the rules for the series are over here is the series prolog . Prolog. Narrator-wellcome my friends we gather again to hear the legends of the Toa . Long ago a mighty battle was fought here on SpheresMagna between the evil makuta and the mighty Mata Nui . Their battle was a hard one and many died in the battle but eventually with the Help of the Toa tahu and the other Toa of the world were able to weaken the makuta where Mata nui could destroy is body and burry it beneath the world . That was many thousands of years ago and since then the Toa eventually completed their destinies and became Turaga . before long the Toa had all but died out and eventually there legend slipped in to myth . The Turaga tried to keep the legends of the toa alive but they could not eventually the matoren of spheresmagna just thought of them as stories meant for a nice night by the fire , But soon three matoren would soon find that the legends where true . ACT 1 SCENE 1 [Ry a po-Matoren walks out of his condo in New Metru Nui and watches the ships fly past and then sits down on his patio sighing as a Ga-Matoren named Asa walks out to meet him ] Asa- Ry are you alright ? You never come out here and just sit unless something is wrong . Ry- I`m fine Asa , I have just been thinking what it would have been like back in the days of the great war . Asa -you mean that old fairy tell we learned when we were younger ? Come on would you really want to live in a time of terror like that I mean if the story is true at all. Ry- You don`t believe it? Asa- I think a big war did happen long ago but I doubt it had a bunch of giant robots fighting around , and come on a ancient all knowing being that used his last ounce of power to bring life back to this planet that's a little far fetched don`t you think? Ry- You may be right but wouldn't it be fun to be a Toa , you know running around saving the day and all that . Asa- I am fine where I am you have always been the more adventures type . Now hurry up and get ready to go or we will be late for work . Ry- Oh yea I almost forgot thanks for reminding me . [ The two matoren get ready to go and they head to the Kardi Labs ] Scene 2 [Ry and Asa walk in the doors of the facility .] Ry-I got to head to the lab we are getting really close to a break through in a new energy source . Asa- Great well while you are creating that I`m stuck on tour duty so see you around . Ry- Bye. [ They separate and head there own ways , Ry walking to his laboratory where there is a ko- Matoren sitting at a desk studying a strange green ad glowing stone ] Ry- Any news on the rock Idure? Idure- Its still emitting the energy and once we get the last few parts in place on the generator we can see if it is possible to control the energy . Ry-good I`ll go get to work on that . [ Ry picks up some tools and heads to a room with a large machine in it and he starts to work on the machine ] Idure-[under his breath as he picks up the green glowing stone ] you will grant untold power I know it but I cant let that glorified mechanic use you for his plan no you will be mine . Mean while Asa- Hello I am Asa I`ll be your tour guide today [points to a glass wall that has matoren and Igori scientist testing and cataloging 12 different Rahi breeds ] Here at Kardi Labs we do many different test from breeding new rahi to new forms of energy and even the occasional mech suits . [ One of the young Igori in the tour group holds up his hand] Yes? Igori- do you have any of the old bohrok A friend of mine said that you have a bunch in your basement . Asa-[laughs slightly] no we do not the bohrok are old robots that no longer serve any use but that's a history lesson not for here . Any more Questions ? Meanwhile [Ry completes the machine ] Ry-There done ok bring the stone everything is ready . Idure-[brings the stone in and places it in the center of the machine and it activates as Ry sits down at a control panel ] Is it working? Ry- All systems are operational I just need to activate the barrier or the energy may be released all at once and who knows that could happen if it does that . Idure-[ Pulls out a plasma gun and aims it at Ry] You will do no such thing I know what will happen and I want it to happen . Ry- Idure are you insane it could cause a massive explosion . Idure-Maybe I am [ Idure shoots Ry in the shoulder and it knocks him away from the controls where he cant activate the barrier . The machine then starts to shake ] Ry- Idure don`t do this . Idure-Its to late now the power will be mine . [ Just then the Machine explodes ] Meanwhile Asa- And that is why we don`t allow vorox to work here .[ She hears the explosion and knows its from Ry`s lab.] Ry !! everyone please evacuate the lab for the moment do not worry it was most likely just a bad energy cell but its better safe then sorry .[ The tour group runs off as Asa Runs to the lab .] Ry ! Ry ! Are you in here ? Ry-Asa I`m in here. [she runs to him and picks him up] Asa- Oh my gosh you have been shot . Ry-That's not the worst of it look [Points at the machine and Asa looks over to see Idure in front of the stone ] Idure-Yes I feel it coming The power of the stone is free and its mine ! [ Just then twelve green beams of black energy shoot out of the stone and fly around the room as if they are alive and they fly in to the vents ] Ry-That can`t be good. Asa-That looks worse, look! [ Idure picks up the stone as a 13th beam of energy fly`s out and grabs his heart stone and Idure merges the stone with his heart stone and turns around his Eyes having turned red and black Crack like line forming on his mask and body .] Ry-I think we have a major problem . To be continued .
