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  1. Well, here's another one of my creations. Originally, I wanted to build my self MOC, but unfortunately, I don't have enough brown pieces, so I wanted to test his custom torso out, and ended up with a lot of red pieces. (By the way, if you have Onewa Metru, and would like to sell, PM me!)So, you probably don't want to hear the full story, so here's the MOC!Front ViewBack ViewHere's the part that I was a bit questionable on, mostly with the Metru arms as the back. It looks good, but it's kind of bulky from the side.Disk Launcher storageI had to make sure that he could still store his disk launcher, partially so he could fly, and also so he could have free hands.Pose 1Such an overused cliche, but I'm going to say it anyways: "you feelin' lucky, punk?"Pose 2Could be a take off pose, but I mostly based it off of this bottom right panel of comic 12, the fly-by disk throw. Custom partsHe's completely custom, not as much as I wish I could do though. Here you can see how I built him pretty well.Custom TorsoHere's the custom torso I was wondering about, with the Metru arms on back folded up. It would also make a nice body with wings if you could fill in the gaps on the sides.Comparison ShotI originally got two Vakamas, and so I thought I'd do a comparison. Unfortunately, my little brothers stole one of my Hunas, and I couldn't find it for this shot, so you'll have to make do with the adaptive Hau, which doesn't look bad. And even with my two Vakamas, I can't find one of this Metru disk. :PSo, that's pretty much it. Here's the gallery when public, comments and critism, especially on the Torso, would be appreciated. Expect a lot more MOCs from me soon, as long as I can stop borrowing pieces from other MOCs (interesting note, the backs of Vakama's legs were completely borrowed from my self MOC, I showed it off here on the old BZP . That was a pain to find.).But wait, there's more! Before you leave, check out post #10, where I show off the new version of Vakama that I redesigned based on the member's critique! Please look at this before you go on posting about the back, lack of red, or black arms, thanks!
  2. Here's one of my latest creations - Tali Toa of waterTali is a member of the ruling family of the Water Province in Cathay. After becoming a Toa she received the golden water Dao, a massive blade that she channels her water powers through. Since wielders of water have been trained to be calm, even when in battle, the weapon is odd in that the edge will become sharper the more she channels her power and her anger into it. Cathay faces numerous threats from rival nations, as well as extraterrestial invasions and it is up to Tali to live up to the legends of Toas of the past to bring balance back to her world.Tali is part of a toa team that I'm building (They're all about titan sized.) Sorry about the bad photos - taken with a cell phone camara.Gallary: http://www.brickshel...ry.cgi?f=505325
  3. My last topic was a huge failure, receiving a grand total of one reply in a week before falling off the first page, but that's not gonna stop me from posting my MoCs yet. PoseFrontBack (which weapon can attach to)Upper LegsLower LegsTorso ConstructionFoot ConstructionSuper-Cool Weapon ThingThe main reason I made this was because I wanted to make a Toa with a strange color scheme that it wouldn't usually have. I chose the combination of orange and Metru green because green is the normal color for Air, and I wanted to use my orange Pakari for something. Overall I think this turned out to be a pretty decent MoC. I really like how the torso and upper legs turned out. The feet were probably my best attempt at building good custom feet. But, I think the lower legs are somewhat lacking and I know I'll get complaints about those non-custom lower arms.Comments are greatly appreciated!
  4. Here is my self moc in drawing form. Info:Species: ToaElements: Fire and ElectricityArsenal: Proto-Shotgun, Magma Blaster, Dual Ele-Fire magnums.Gender: FireKanohi: Hau, Mask of Shielding (with visor and 3-way radio system)
  5. eBay is so great! For $130 (including $10 shipping) I got 17 of the rarest and greatest Bionicles! Muaka and Kane Ra, Nui Rama, All six Toa Mata, all six Turaga, and Gahlok, Nuhvok, and Kohrak! And here's the best part: All but one, (Muaka and Kane Ra) have never been opened! I swear to Mata Nui, this is surely the greatest deal ever!
  6. Hey there everyone, I wrote this series a long ways back, and it looks like with the new BZP it was taken down :sadface: but I decided to post it again since I have all the comics saved in a document on my computer, enjoy!Shadows of Miserix Review Topic: http://www.bzpower.c...?showtopic=4841 Shadows of Miserix: Season 1 Q & A Q: Eleven: Why did Toa Joev, Toa Strelk, and Toa Sprin kill Malox? Isn’t the rule of the Toa, "No killing" with the only exceptions being Lessovihk and Helryx?A: Joev: In this alternate universe, Toa are allowed to kill. (Yes, I know that's not the best answer, but that's just about as clear and simple as I can make it)Q: Cholie: Who is Malox and why is he wearing the Kraahkan?A: Joev: Makuta Malox is the Makuta of Mata Nui (the island), since Makuta Miserix was captured, Malox handled the guarding of his island until the Makuta could rescue Miserix, the reason he was wearing the Kraahkan, is currently...UNKOWN! (But it will be explained at some point, I promise).Q: Myself: I realized after I wrote the comics, I was a Toa of Lightning (which are only female *Facepaaaalm*) so I decided to explain why I'm not female.A: Joev: I was originally a Toa of Air, but when I caused a thunderstorm along with a Toa of Water (likely Toa Yhano), somehow it caused lightning to hit me, since I was the largest source of electrical current in the area, and it caused my Air power to be channeled out of me and into the ground, and my powers were replaced by the element of Lightning. (Yes it sounds crazy, but that's the best explanation i could come up with xP).If there are any more questions, please post them in the review topic, and I will answer them either personally, or have them answered through a comic. Thanks for all your questions, most of them had me stumped for awhile. xD Comic 1 Toa Joev (pronounced Jove), Toa Sprin, and Toa Strelk stared up at a tall platform, where another figure stood. The figure’s name was Makuta Malox. He had attacked the three Toa and had been their enemy for several weeks, but now the Toa had him cornered. Malox stared coldly at the Toa. he wore the Kanohi Kraahkan, the great mask of shadows, thought to have been lost after Makuta Miserix’s reign, but apparently wasn’t. Malox sneered and activated his mask power, shrouding the Toa in mist and darkness. Toa Sprin activated his Kanohi Akaku, the great mask of X-Ray vision, allowing him to see through the darkness. He jumped high into the air, following Malox as he tried to escape. Sprin blasted bolts of Ice interlaced with light at his enemy, pinning him to the wall. Toa Joev and Toa Strelk, now free from the bonds of the shadow and mist, dove at the ceiling, toppling down two piles of large crates filled with Levitation Discs on top of the Makuta. The three Toa flew out of the building and blasted the supports holding the building, causing it to topple down. They continued to fly until they reached a small structure, with an emblem with the seal of Protodermis etched on it. The three Toa soon landed and walked into the building. Eight other Toa were also in front of the building, speaking to each other. When they noticed they stopped and turned to face the Joev. “Where is Vakira?” said Joev. “He went to Ga-Wahi on a mission to attain a mask of Levitation, after the blast that hit Ga-Koro, we need everything related to Levitation we can to hold it up from falling down and smashing Metru-Nui.” Said a green armored Toa known as Toa Indraklon. Suddenly, a Red armored figure came hurtling out of the sky and managed to land, he had a terror-struck look in his eyes and he panted “It- It was a- a trap,” he fainted and a Toa of Iron called Cryptid rushed forward to catch the worn out Toa of Fire. Joev stepped forward and stared at the Toa of Fire, his mask was cracked with a long gash down the upper right corner, running down to the central-bottom part of the mask, there were more larger gashes on the Toa of Fire’s arms and legs, and one particularly long one down his left side, there was also one spot in particular that interested him, towards the bottom of Vakira’s left leg, were seven very small letters that had been crudely scratched into the Toa of Fire’s ankle, the letters spelled the word, Teridax. Comic 2 “Teridax.” Joev said, “I always knew he’d try to take control after Miserix was imprisoned, but I didn’t know he’d do it like this…” A tall Toa clad in Oak red armor steped forward. “I’ll take it from here.” Says the Toa of Plasma, whose name is Natroz. Natroz and another Toa named Werko carry Vakira over to a river nearby, and Natroz begins removing the Toa of Fire’s armor, then he begins fusing the damaged tissue together with his mask of Fusion. Joev walks over and picks up Vakira’s mask. It is cracked beyond repair, and as Joev turns it over, it cracks and splits into several pieces in his hands. Joev turns to a Toa of Water named Yhano and the Toa of Stone named Werko and says, “Go search around where Vakira was supposed to get that Levitation mask, you might find something.” The Toa nod and head north. Joev walks over to the Toa of Iron known as Cryptid, and says, “Do you think you can carve Vakira a new mask?” Cryptid rubs his chin for a minute, then says, “I can, but it will take a while, it’s hard to find good discs for carving masks, and it all depends on what mask he wants, his old mask was a mask of Levitation, I’ll never get my hands on a levitation disc to carve it, with the whole problem in Ga-Koro and the accident going on there.” Joev stares at the ground, then replies, “Lets wait until he can tell us what mask he wants.” Joev replies. Joev begins walking away, shouting for two other Toa to follow him, a Toa of Gravity, named Dokerio, and a Toa of Sonics, named Kriah. Together, Joev, Kriah, and Dokerio fly in the direction of an island hundreds of thousands of miles south, far down on an island very unexplored, few even knew it’s name, an island known as Tritle, way far down below the island of Artidax… Comic 3 Makuta Teridax stared coldly through a window overlooking the city of Maruta, a large civilization on the island of Tritle. Teridax smelled the air, it had the stench of war in it, and he loved it. As he watched, three figures, obviously Toa, landed on the shore of the island, they wore masks carved with intricate slits in them, and the one at the head of them was a Toa that Teridax knew well, it was Toa Joev. Teridax watched as the Toa continued to walk past the building, he knew soon the Toa would find out from someone where he was, so he had to find another spot to stay while the Toa were on the island, then he could return to his business, rescuing Miserix from his prison, and then, he and Miserix would rule side-by-side, conquering cities, islands, and eventually, the entire known universe! Teridax smiled an evil smile, and disappeared among the shadows.Toa Joev, Toa Dokerio, and Toa Kriah walked along the streets of the city of Maruta, it was a large city with many inhabitants, traders, and other species of all sorts came to the island for many reasons. Some came to buy transport to even lower islands, some came to hear news of danger and help, some came to sell goods, and unfortunately, even though it was against the law here, some came to find illegal smuggling jobs, theft, and even assassination. The three Toa walked over to a small building, one of the homes of the few Toa brave enough to guard and keep the peace on the island. The Toa was a friend of Joev, a Toa of Water named Toa Yelra, she and one other Toa, a Toa of Earth named Toa Kax, were in charge of the islands peace-keeping. As Joev walked closer, he noticed something very strange, the door appeared to have been fiddled with, and as the three Toa got closer, they saw a figure blast his way through the back wall and fly away, Toa Joev only sees a glimpse, but to his astonished surprise, the figure a Makuta, “Chirox!” Joev said in a low whisper…
  7. Hello and welcome all to Glatorian Chronicles #12, which is the twelfth and final installment of the Glatorian Chronicles series!But first, let me tell new readers exactly what the GC is: This GC is, as I said before, the final installment. After this, there will be no more GC stories, even though there are other Glatorian characters in the BIONICLE universe. I only wanted to do the twelve characters released as canister sets, which with the posting of this last GC I have finally succeeded in doing.This GC, FYI, stars Mata Nui and thus is written from his point of view. Hope you enjoy it:Glatorian Chronicles #12: The Future Begins Where the Past EndsI walked through a swamp, keeping a careful eye open for a certain someone. I smelled the boggy water, heard the sounds of Rahi swimming beneath the water or flying above the treetops, felt the mud clinging to the underside of my feet, and tasted the humidity in the air. I saw the fallen stalactites scattered around the area, towering above me like the Black Spike Mountains. It was all so real that I almost forgot that it wasn’t.All these things that I smelled, heard, felt, tasted, and saw were the memories of a mask, a mask that had once walked among the living yet was not one of them. I had never physically been in Karda Nui before, but from the information I had gathered, this was how it looked just prior to my awakening. Or, I should say, prior to the awakening of Makuta Teridax in my body.As I walked across the mud islets in the swamp, I mulled over what had happened only a few hours ago. I had used a prototype of my original robot body to fight Makuta Teridax for the fate of my people and the Spherus Magnans. Thanks to the actions of Toa Tahu, I had managed to slay Teridax once and for all, saving the inhabitants of both Spherus Magna and my own universe while restoring the planet to its original state. After that, I had returned to the Mask of Life, for I had one last loose end to tie up: Toa Ignika, the spirit of the Mask of Life.Ever since Teridax forced my spirit into the Mask of Life so many months ago, my soul had dominated Ignika’s. Ignika’s soul had been dominant only once since I controlled of the mask and that when giving Toa Tahu the golden armor. Now I needed to talk with Ignika.I had never mentioned this before, but for a while now I had felt Ignika’s spirit growing stronger within the mask. At first, Ignika didn’t seem to care that I was in control, but recently it has been harder for me to remain in control of the mask. I had concluded that Ignika was trying to become the dominant soul again, although I didn’t know why.That was another reason I had rejected the offer to become leader of the new Spherus Magna. So long as Ignika was trying to reassert his control over the mask, it would be like having a ruler with a split personality: dangerous and unpredictable, maybe even worse than Teridax. As I favored peace and not conflict, I decided to figure out just what Ignika was so unhappy about.The only problem was finding Ignika. While it was true that we both shared the same vessel, our minds were not one. Therefore it was possible for Ignika to hide himself from me, as he appeared to be doing now, but I knew that I would find him eventually. He couldn’t hide forever.Just then, I heard the fluttering and buzzing of wings above me. Looking up, I saw all eight of the Karda Nui Makuta -- the ones Toa Ignika and the Toa Nuva had fought here -- flying toward me. Their weapons were drawn and they were not coming to say hello.Just as I readied myself for combat, a yellow blur shot past me. Startled, I looked up into the sky to see a single yellow-and-silver-armored Toa on a skyboard fighting all eight Makuta at once. And amazingly, he was winning.Every Makuta the yellow Toa hit with his blade screamed in pain and exploded into dust. The Makuta attempted to put up a fight, but they were clearly outmatched by this unstoppable Toa. Bitil summoned multiple versions of himself from the past, but not a single one survived the Toa’s onslaught. Icarax tried to come up from behind, though the Toa seemed to have seen that coming, for he whirled around and with one swift blow completely disintegrated the Makuta.Soon, where eight powerful Makuta once flew, none remain. Only the yellow Toa still flew, looking down at me with cold green eyes as he sheathed his sword and put away his Midak Skyblaster.“You are a great fighter, Ignika,” I said, clapping my hands. “And for that I applaud you.”“I don’t want your applause,” said Ignika as he lowered from the sky. “I don’t want anything from you, Mata Nui.”“Yes, I’ve noticed your less-than-friendly attitude toward me lately,” I said as Ignika landed. “That is why I have come looking for you. What have I done to wrong you? I cannot think of why you would be so upset at me.”Ignika looked at me coldly, but didn’t answer. Instead, he folded his arms, turned around, and sat down on his skyboard, with not even one word of elaboration for this display of immature behavior.I sighed. Ignika had what the Agori would call a very childish mind. I had seen young Agori villagers act like Ignika during my time on Bara Magna, but I had never had to discipline any of them. That was always their parents’ responsibility. Therefore I was unsure how to handle this situation exactly.So I said, “Ignika, you know I can’t read your mind. Tell me what you are so upset about.”He still didn’t look at me, nor did he say anything. I was starting to think it was easier fighting Makuta Teridax than dealing with a stubborn mask, but I didn’t give up then and I wasn’t giving up now. I needed to get Ignika to talk to me, and I knew the best way how.“Ignika, stop this,” I told him. “Would Matoro act so childishly when he was upset? Wouldn’t he tell his friends the reasons for his anger, rather than keeping it to himself and leaving his friends to guess it?”That seemed to do it, for Ignika looked up at me. His expression was still unkind, however. He was frowning and his eyes were narrowed, although I did not feel apprehensive or fear. Emotions couldn’t hurt someone unless they were acted upon and Ignika was not acting upon his emotions yet.“You’re . . . right,” said Ignika reluctantly. “I just thought it was obvious why I am angry.”“Well, it’s not,” I said. ”We may share the same mask, but that doesn’t mean I can read your thoughts, Ignika. Tell me what is upsetting you.”Ignika stood up and turned to face me. I felt power radiating from his body like heat, but I stood my ground. Ignika wouldn’t intentionally hurt me. That much I knew.“I want to be a Toa again,” Ignika said, pointing at his own body. “And I am angry because you’re not letting me create a new body for myself so I can be a Toa again.”“Ah,” I said. “I didn’t realize you still wanted to be a Toa.”“Of course you didn’t,” said Ignika, not looking me in the eyes. “You were too busy saving the world to care about the wants of a simple mask.”I wanted to argue that that wasn’t true, but I knew that Ignika was right. During my time as the Great Spirit of my body, I had never really paid attention to what happened inside of me. My focus was always on the outside, on the planets I visited and cultures I observed. I rarely thought about what the people I ruled and protected were going through. It appeared that I had done the same thing with Ignika, except on a much smaller scale.So I said, “Ignika, I apologize for not taking your own wants into account. I just did what I thought was for the greater good. I didn’t intend to upset you.”“That’s a joke,” said Ignika with a laugh. “And that’s funny because I’m not good at spotting jokes. The only thing I got to do was give Tahu the golden armor, and that was only because Tren Krom sent me a message that activated the golden armor feature. You were the one fighting Teridax and saving two worlds while I just sat by and basically did nothing.”“As you said, you gave Tahu the golden armor,” I pointed out. “If Tahu had never received the golden armor, I would never have defeated Teridax once and for all. And then we’d all be dead, Ignika, you included.”“I know,” said Ignika, kicking a nearby stone into the muddy water with a splash. “But, unless you have sand in your ears, you’d have noticed that I said that Tren Krom sent a message to me that activated the golden armor feature. It wasn’t a conscious choice on my part.”“Yet it was still a heroic deed nonetheless,” I said.Ignika looked up at me with a scorching glare and said, “Was it, Mata Nui? I’m not so sure. If I was forced to do it, how can it be heroic? Aren’t heroes the people who choose to act when everyone else chooses not to? How can I be heroic if I wasn’t given a choice to act or not to act?”“You have a point,” I admitted. “But giving you a body so you can play hero won’t change that.”Too late did I realize the mistake I made in saying that, for Ignika’s eyes flared and he said, “Play hero? You think I only want to play hero, like . . . like a child?”It was at that moment that a sharp pain resonated through the back of my head. It wasn’t physical pain, for inside the mask I didn’t have a physical body. It was a mental or spiritual pain, the kind only a spirit could inflict upon another spirit. That meant Ignika was attacking me.I cried out as I fell to my knees. The blow felt strong and concentrated, not accidental. Was Ignika trying to harm me? Or was he, in his anger, simply losing control of his powers?Whatever the case, I knew I had to calm him down somehow before he went too far.So I looked up at Ignika, whose arms were still folded and whose eyes were still cold.“I want my body back,” Ignika said, his green eyes more feral than rational. “You know, the only reason I let you control the mask in the first place was because I thought you’d let me have my body back once you completed your mission. But if you won’t willingly give control of the mask back to me, then maybe I’ll just take it back by force.”Another stab of pain in my head, but I kept my eyes locked on Ignika. I showed no weakness to him, because I now knew that he was intentionally trying to subdue me. And, with horror, I realized he would probably succeed, for up until now he had merely allowed me control of the mask. In a sheer contest of wills, I knew he’d crush me unless I could reason with him.“Ignika,” I said, struggling to raise my hand. “Don’t do this. Toa don’t force others to give them the things they want. It’s not heroic.”“Well, Mata Nui, you yourself said that I was just playing hero,” Ignika replied. “So, I can do whatever I want, since I’m not a ‘real’ Toa.”The next attack was so fierce, so powerful, that I nearly blacked out. I hit the mud and slowly started sinking in. I couldn’t even move my limbs I was so weak. His will was crushing mine, as easily as a giant crushes an ant.I couldn’t allow Ignika to become the dominant spirit or recreate his body, however. Repeating the Great Beings’ mistakes was something I had vowed to prevent at all costs. To keep history from repeating itself, the Mask of Life needed to be out of the picture, at least temporarily. And so I needed to defeat Ignika somehow, prevent him from regaining control of the mask before it was too late.At first, I feared that I would not be able to dominant Ignika’s fierce, overwhelming will. Yet, as I sank deeper into the mud, I realized that Ignika, in order to attack me, must have made a mental connection between us. If he could attack my mind, then maybe I could attack his, as well.I would not, however, attack with anger and frustration, which were Ignika’s choice weapons. Instead, I would hit Ignika with something even worse: my memories.Using all of my mental energy, I found the mental connection between our minds. This move seemed to surprise Ignika, for the pressure he was putting on me lifted slightly, but it was just enough to give me an opening. Calling upon my memories, I projected them into his mind, allowing him to see the things I had seen repeated many, many times on my journey across the universe.Whole planets at war with each other, fighting over badly-needed natural resources that they didn’t want to share. Dictators ordering the deaths of millions of innocent people for no reason other than to satisfy their bloodlust. Weapons of mass destruction blowing up whole cities, annihilating thousands of beings in the blink of an eye. Soldiers armed with deadly weapons going from city to city, killing anyone they came across, even -- or especially -- if that person was a civilian.And, finally, I showed him one of my earliest memories, from when I first left Spherus Mana: The Shattering. I showed him the massive explosion that ripped through the planet. Showed him Spherus Magna shattering into three smaller planets as the population plunged into chaos due to the catastrophe and sudden lack of central government. Showed him the corpse of an Agori that was flung from the shattered planet, which drifted by my head even as I departed from Spherus Magna to begin my 100,000 year long journey around the universe.And, without warning, I was back on the surface of the swamp at Ignika’s feet. Ignika’s will no longer pressed down on my own, so I stood back up and looked at Ignika to see how he had reacted to the memories I had shared with him.Ignika looked like he had fallen over in the mud himself, for his yellow and silver armor was streaked with it. His green eyes were no longer cold with apathy, but wide with shock and horror.For a moment, I wondered if I had gone too far. The horrors I had shown him had shaken even me and I had more experience with death and mass destruction than Ignika did. Had I shocked Ignika so badly that he could no longer speak? Had I somehow damaged his mind with the horrors that I had showed him?Then Ignika spoke. “I . . . I had no idea there was such suffering and evil in the universe . . .”I nodded. “It’s hard to believe, but I hope you now understand why I cannot allow you to become Toa Ignika once more.”“I . . . I think I do,” said Ignika, one hand on his heartlight. “But I would never do any of that.”“I know you wouldn’t, but others would,” I said as I wiped some of the mud off my hands. “Even if you did nothing, the Spherus Magnans would divide into groups: those who support you and those who don’t. They would harm each other in their zeal for or against me. Yet it has nothing to do with you, Ignika, and everything to do with me.”Ignika looked at me in confusion. “What do you mean?”“I’m an important figure to both the native Spherus Magnans and to the inhabitants of my former body,” I said. “They want me to rule them, but I know that would be foolish. It’d be best for them to learn to rule themselves, rather than relying on another powerful yet fallible being to make all of the hard decisions for them. And besides, not all of them want me as their leader. Many, I am sure, want nothing more than to see me dead.”“I see,” said Ignika, realization slowly dawning in his eyes. “I think I understand what you mean. You don’t want either of us to become dictators or somehow disrupt the new society, is that it?”“Exactly,” I said, nodding. “Under different circumstances, I would let you become Toa Ignika again. As it is, though, too many people still associate the Mask of Life with me and will associate it with me for many years to come. I don’t want people to take advantage of you in order to get to me.”Ignika nodded unhappily. “You’re right. Maybe it would be too dangerous for me to make a new body. I guess that it’s for the greater good that I remain a mask forever.”Sighing, Ignika turned away, probably to leave, but I had to say one last thing to him. He sounded so sad, which made me feel sorry for him. I didn’t want to crush his spirits, yet at the same time I didn’t want to install false hope in him, either. I would give him something to look forward to. Something that would make the inevitable years of waiting that awaited us bearable.“Hey, Ignika,” I said, putting one hand on his shoulder.Ignika looked at me, frowning. “Yes, Mata Nui? What is it?”“I just wanted to tell you that it won’t be this way forever,” I said. “Someday, we’ll return and live among the Spherus Magnans. Maybe if a new threat emerges, Toa Ignika can live once more.”“And what if Spherus Magna is never threatened by a new evil?” asked Ignika. “Do I remain a mere mask forever?”“No,” I said as I shook my head. “If the day comes when the Spherus Magnans no longer look upon me or the Mask of Life with the reverence with which they do currently, then we can return and live among them like normal people. You could even be a Toa again if you wanted to.”Ignika smiled, the first time I had ever seen him do it. “Thank you, Mata Nui. You are a kind being.”I took my hand off of his shoulder and said, “You’re welcome, Ignika. In the meantime, I think we’ll both have to be patient, because it’ll probably be a while before we can return to the physical world.”Ignika shrugged. “Before I became a Toa the first time, all I ever did was wait for someone to come and use me to heal you. I think you’re the one who is going to have to learn patience, Mata Nui.”It took me a moment to realize, but that was the first time I had ever heard Ignika joke. Before I could comment on it, Ignika started his skyboard and flew away. I stood in the swamp and watched him go, wondering what the future had in store, not only for us, but for Spherus Magna as a whole as well.I was also making plans, arrangements for where the Mask of Life would be placed until its proper time. Right now it was in the hands of Toa Tahu, but I knew a better place where it could stay until the time came for Ignika and I to return. It was a dangerous place, one that most beings could not get to, but it was, in my opinion, the best place to hide the mask. I just needed to communicate to Tahu to contact the Order of Mata Nui and then, like Ignika, I would wait.THE END of the Glatorian Chronicles.To be continued in “Dawn of the New Century.” Coming to the Epics forum late 2012/early 2013. And so the Glatorian Chronicles is finally, truly finished. It was a fun project, one I honestly didn't think I'd ever actually finish, but here I am, posting the very last story in the series, which just feels great. I should celebrate.Comments, criticism, questions, etc. are all welcomed and encouraged .-TNTOS-Edit: Made a few changes in response to Yukiko's review below.
  8. ".. than just wearing an Avohkii" [ small version 130 kB]:..:[Huge version; 1317 x 1462 px, 534 kB] Not a thumbnail this time, because I could not decide on which version to link. I prefer the bigger one, but since I don't like being bomarded with huge, screen-eating files, I thought I'd leave the choice to you. ^_^Anyways, what do we have here? It's a speed-paint from April. I just haven't gotten around uploading until now.Firstly, no, this is not me, my Bionicle alter-ego or OC, however you want to call it. Just another being that happens to be wearing an Avohkii. ;3Other than usual, there's actually a story behind the image; I wondered what would happen if evil would be expected from someone wearing a mask of light. And thus, a story of a Makuta swapping bodies with a Toa emerged in my head, and eventually led to the creation of this pic. (Yep, the epic showdown xD)Simple, huh?I originally played with the thought of submitting this to the AC, but somehow I wasn't sure whether it would be fitting, partly because it's, as said, a speed-paint, and partly because it doesn't really resemble a battlescape, IMO. :whatsthat:Any form of comments or criticism would be greatly, greatly appreciated.
  9. Well, its been a while since i drew a Bionicle, so i decided to finall draw Kopaka(click on it to see).I gotta say, i probably should've done better in the hatchet shading, i think it did that too quickly...but anyways, i think Kopaka turned out pretty fine! But gee, i actually used a load of stuff, marker, pencil, ballpoint pen for inking, and eraser. I also had so much trouble sketching him....gosh that was such a pain..>.<So...tell me what you think tho, im still kinda expirmenting with trying to draw them my own style, but still trying to make it set-like, since I'm not really that into humanoid bionicle drawings(but people still make incredible art with humanoid bionicles!). So yeah, here it is, and this was kinda an expirmental drawing, with me using marker for the first time, and i finished this one drawing in just one day, unlike others where it took more time to finish.
  10. This is the review topic for my epic Bionicle Evolution which can be found here http://www.bzpower.com/board/index.php?showtopic=4585Comments are appreciated as well as corrections on grammer and spelling that I may have missed.
  11. Hello. This is the first time I've ever posted an Epic and also the first time I've ever posted in the Library Forums. This story details my interpretation of the adventures of the Shperus Magna and Matoran Universe characters after the 2010 storyline. As the post 2010 story serials have not updated in some time and appear as if they will stay dormant indefinately, I chose to write around some of the loose story threads in them as I have no idea what Greg was planning for them (for example I'm choosing to write around the Red Star plotline) The review topic can be found here http://www.bzpower.c...?showtopic=4586 Bionicle Evolution Chapter 1With a slow grinding and clanking noise, the lift began to rise. Onua’s eyes were already struggling to adjust to the light as he came up from the depths. He was nervous, for he was not only climbing up towards the light, but also back towards the inquisitive eyes of many beings. The Toa Nuva were heroes again.It had happened a few weeks ago in those tense hours of chaos after the end of it all. The Toa’s mortal enemy, the Makuta, had finally been vanquished once and for all thanks to the power and bravery of the Great Spirit, Mata Nui. Makuta had stolen the Great Spirit’s original form, a massive mechanoid which had contained the world the Matoran and Toa had inhabited. This had posed a problem. For as Makuta fell dead upon the ground of the reborn Spherus Magna, the mechanoid began to shut down, and in three days its systems would completely collapse, dooming all within. It would be impossible to evacuate a universe within that time, but the Toa could not abandon the Matoran who had endured so much to get to this day.The Toa didn’t have to face this challenge alone however. The inhabitants of this new world, the Agori, were quite willing to help those who were aligned with their friend Mata Nui. Indeed, the Agori had experience in this department, having weeks ago had unwittingly dragged ancient robot parts across the dessert to serve as a village. Mata Nui had latter used that massive robot to fight Makuta, and it to lay destroyed across the land.This new challenge was more difficult though. The Robot the Agori had assembled was smaller, it hadn’t contained the additional weight of universe within it, and the Agori had only moved separate parts, not a cohesive whole. But it was crucial that the robot be moved. Makuta’s defeat had caused the robot to fall on its side, meaning the level of death and destruction within would only increase once the internal gravity stabilizers failed and the Matoran fell away from the landmasses. But they had succeeded. Organizing quickly, the Toa realized that enough beings with the enhanced strength of a Kanohi Pakari might just be able to pull the robot onto its back. That’s were the Toa Nuva came in. With four Kanohi Pakari Nuva at their disposal they split up, gathering a large group of Agori, Glatorian, Toa and other beings with each of them to different areas along the side of the robot. Cables were anchored to the metal hull, and together they pulled, all strengthened by Kanohi Nuva and their ability to share powers. Thousands of beings, all gifted with enormous strength, pulled in unison, and slowly the robot began to move unto its back. Momentum increased and the metal giant, propelled by the planets gravity, began to fall over. Sensing the danger, the Toa Nuva quickly summoned their Kanohi Kakama Nuva so they could evacuate their groups several hundred miles from the robots impact.The robot was now in a position where the failing internal gravity of the universe was aligned with the natural gravity of Spherus Magna. In the days that followed, aided by exidian and protosteel tools, as well as Toa of magnetism and iron, they had cut holes through the top hull of the robot. Now the evacuation of flying beings would be easier, and the natural circulation of air and sunlight through the holes would keep the eternal environment somewhat habitable once the robot’s backup systems completely failed.It was towards one of those holes that Onua was now ascending. He was on a lift that had been constructed to carry beings and valuables out of Metru Nui’s dome. He had made many trips like this one already, carrying useful supplies and equipment down to Spherus Magna. After reaching the top of the robot’s head where the island of Mata Nui previously existed, he would descend down the side using scaffolds constructed by Matoran and Agori. After handing his load off to a transport caravan, Ouna triggered his Kakama Nuva and sped towards New Atero, a citadel, that once completed, would be a haven for beings from both worlds.As he ran, the world a blur around him, Onua’s mind returned to a matter gravely concerning him. It had been over a month since the Makuta’s defeat and still no sign of Lewa had been found. Kopaka and Pohatu had covered many kio, but all they had found were the remains of a nightmare. Now the Toa had separated, each to pursue matters most pressing to them.“This is not good”, thought Onua as he arrived at the outskirts of the growing citadel,” I thought we learned the error of forsaking unity back on Mata Nui.”--------The two masks were inches from each other. There were eyes filled with uncertainty behind one of them, but the other was empty. Not even the metallic stitches that once held the patchwork Kanohi together could keep the mask cohesive now.“It’s over. You know that, right? It’s finally over.”Lesovikk pulled his eyes away from the destroyed Olisi and looked down at his companion, the Ta Matoran Sarda. “Yes, it’s over,” said Lesovikk after a pause. The brooding Toa of Air had spent centuries hunting Karzahni, looking for Matoran friends that had been mangled and hidden by the twisted being. Now one such friend, Sarda, stood at his side, and Karzanhi was dead. Toa Kopaka and Pohatu had returned with his body and with the allegation that Lesovikk had been responsible for his death. In his mind, Lesovikk admitted that some part of him would have relished the act, but in reality he knew he hadn’t become so consumed with vengeance to actually go through with it. The chief charge Kopaka had presented had been Lesovikk’s own sword. Just when it seemed as if life had conspired to wreck Lesovikk’s life even further, a powerful figure named Axonn had appeared, absolving Lessovikk of all guilt using his mask of Truth. The Kanohi verified Lesovikk’s story that he had lost his blade in a scuffle with a large group of Skakdi following a strange golden being. Kopaka and Pohatu had quickly departed after the Skakdi upon learning of their possession of the Toa Marhi, leaving Lesovikk here, with the Mask of his mortal enemy. Days had passed since his acquittal, and still he held the Olisi with him unable to think of the next move. He had tailed Karzahni for so long. After the madman’s first defeat Lesovikk was able to channel his energies into capturing pit prisoners with Sarda and Hydraxon. Now on this strange knew world he was at a loss as to where he fit in.The Toa of air stirred from his thoughts. He heard Sarda shiver against the cold of the deepening evening. Lesovikk’s fears eased. He knew that whatever he faced on this strange new world, his friend would be there at his side. Together to began the walk back to Atero.“It will be OK,” Sarda reassured him as they walked. “Things change, we grow and we evolve.”The Toa and Matoran passed over the ground as the night fell on Spherus Magna.
  12. This is my first Toa MOC, and it took me at least 3 weeks to get it to look right. I hope you like, 'cuz it took me FOREVER. http://upload.brickshelf.com/cgi-bin/gallery.cgi?i=5445944This is basically an action pose. I didn't take any pictures of the back.
  13. Here is the second part of my project, featuring Takanuva, Toa of Light! The first half can be found here.As I've mentioned before, these will be printed and brought to some of the lego conventions this year!oh, and this mask came out so much better than Makuta's! but I have to say, it was my first time drawing a Bionicle villain, and years ago I did an analytic drawing of Takanuva's mask, including all these color coded guidelines.The masterpiece!As a bonus here's some lineart of the piece pre-coloring.I hope you enjoy it!Part 1Both parts togetherA neat image for your Time Line!and a neat one for your Signature! [url][img=http://www.majhost.com/gallery/the-girl-next-door/Widgets/versus_timeline_banner_small.png]Umm... I haven't figured out the coding to link an image yet with code, at least here. So for now, just give credit if you use it!
  14. FireEmblem

    Tahu.

    let's establish that i'm used to drawing humans and that i have had no practice with robots. i also can't draw hands.[WARNING! Full size: 1536x2048!]there is a lot i wanted to incorporate, but also a lot i didn't feel like i did right.1. i wanted to incorporate a slight "human" feel. after all, tahu is emotional, which would make him kind of human in a way. after all, feelings is what makes us.2. i also wanted a constructed feel even though i was aiming for a bit human, he was still built in a foreign land and therefore he wouldn't be natural or a little more organic, like i picture the inhabitants of the matoran universe. he is still a robot of sorts. hence some pistons in some places and the random matoran lettering around him. (model numbers, in a sense.)3. a little more armor. i know that he gets armored later when he becomes a toa nuva, but i still felt the original kind of tahu was weak and flimsy. i slapped some torso armor (that kind of looks like a six pack, nudge to the human) and some overly-exaggerated chest armor. also, instead of having the black joints as his shoulders, i turned them into armor because i can.4. the heartlight. i didn't initially want to put it in, but i did anyway. instead of the black sphere on his chest, i turned it into just a black circle surrounding his heartlight. i'm a little weary on it, though.5. the sword. i originally made it just a blade, but after a bit i just decided to put some flames on it.6. his plug-hand-thing. i made it a claw. a claw that attaches to his forearm and hand, like a shield. because i can.what i don't like:1. the overdone lines on his chest. it looks more like someone took a sledgehammer to his chest instead of the streamline feel i was aiming for. what was i thinking?2. his narrowed torso. i never narrow torsos. why did i narrow his torso?3. proportions. again, i never mess up proportions, so why did i now?4. his hands. they're in a grid pattern. i guess i've been drawing spider-man too much.5. his mask. it has lumps where there shouldn't be lumps and impressions where there shouldn't be.6. the fact i don't have a scanner or a tablet. this drawing would've looked so much better if i did.7. symmetry. some lines that are supposed to be the same size are different, and it makes him non-symmetrical. then again, i guess the "04" already did that.it's granted that the artist will see more flaws than the audience, but these mistakes are obvious.anyways, tl;dr: i drew tahu and it didn't come out the way i liked it to.that's it for now. questions and comments are okay, criticism is okay too.
  15. Here's another MOC from within the Twilight Zone known as the downtime. 'Tis a three-Toa team.They are among my favorite MOCs that I've ever done. Ever. I didn't initially plan on doing a Toa Kaita, but I was like, "There are three Toa staring me in the face. It takes three Toa to make a Toa Kaita. 2 + 2 = fish." As always though, I hope you enjoy.All three standing there like bossesAll three doing battle or somethingToa of Fire: HahanaFrontSideBackBack with wings openToa of Air: HokaFrontSideBackToa of Water: PariFrontSideBackAnd the behemoth test of my skills and abilities:The Tokotoru's Toa Kaita, TatoruCrouching because test of articulationFrontRight SideLeft SideBackThe Sword
  16. This topic is an audition form for your self moc to be featured in BIONICLE: Rebellion! Exactly what is BIONICLE Rebellion?Many a millennia after Spherus Magna was restored, a great city called New Spherus was made, and corrupted. A corrupted toa, a possed glatorian, and a traitor to his people, are working together to revive an evil spirit that was able to overthrow the Great Spirit.A rebellion was formed, to restore the city, and to prevent to resurrection of The Evil Spirit. However, even unity is not enough, as their attempts have failed.But when a young toa discovers and ancient mask, he unlocks a power that could help them find the Great Spirit and destroy the Evil armies.If you want to join the Rebellion, or aid in reviving the Evil Spirit, make an application here.Here is how to do the audition form:Name:Species:Gender:Element(s):Kanohi (if any):Personality:Color scheme:Arsenal:Bio:Speciality:Alliance:Hope you guys help out On this big Animation project dedicated to BIONICLE! Oh if you have a picture of the moc, post it as well if you can! You can only post once so if you have more than one, edit your post!
  17. Step right up, step right up! It's toa Audio's amazing horn organ!Believe it or not, but this took me six days to make. "The kanohi maestro was first worn by Toa Audio, who is credited with making the first horn organ, predecessor of the more popular shell organ."He made a large bellow, but it was rather high and found no toa that were up for the job.He hired a po-matoran instead.And the hammer can be explained: no, he isn't trying to break it, its just the only way for him to reach it.(geez, i've thought this through, havent I?)The first row is made up of hollowed out muaka claws;the second of mountain rahi horns;the third is made of some sort of coral.He couldn't find anything big enough for the lowest register, so he just had them made out of protodermis. :sigh:This was more of a funny idea than anything else.I got my inspiration when i was sitting in a church, listening to my dad rehearsing on his harpsichord. Then he told me "why dont you go check out the organ?" I guess he noticed i was bored. :PSo there i was, staring at this old, broken down organ, when i looked down and saw my dad doing his weird faces/ positions thing. He calls it "being in to the music", but i dunno.And that was my tale of how i got inspired to make some weirdo playing an old, broken down organ. So, yeah.This actually took me three days to make, but i was experimenting with the backgrounds a lot, so that took up the other three days.In the end, i realised it didn't require a backround- in contrast to my earlier "ta-koro school" drawing, the quetion is what, not where.Anyway, i hope you like it! (and i hope i didn't talk too much. I have the tendency to do that. ) Constructive criticism appreciated!-NOTE-Extra challenge:Try to come up with what Audio's powers could have been, what his mask does, ETC.Have fun!-Dwanny
  18. Would it have been possible for a Toa of Shadow to make a Toa Seal with other Toa? If so, would it be deformed?
  19. Hey guys, so...i finally finished this Pohatu drawing i've been working on in the week. Anyways, i took all of your advices and I INKED IT! And i gotta say, i really thank you for the advice of inking it with black pen, it was REALLY fun to ink the drawing, like i mean it really was fun, plus it turns out much much neater than others. I started to change the parts a little, not really making my own style of drawing it yet, but starting to form ideas of drawing bionicles my own style, so i kinda got rid of the holes in their legs and stuff and made them just solid really. I also used gimp to make the lines and overall image darker, since the scanner turned it out a bit bright, but still it showed up much better in the scanner than it does with pencil drawings, i think im gonna ink all of my drawing now. :)Anyways, here it is, much neater than my previous two.I'm also thinking of using GIMP to color the picture later on, when i get in the mood to do it, i'll post that here whenever i get to it.So, i hope you like it, still i think im having trouble with perspective and shading, those are like my two main weak points in art. But i'll soon hopefully master those. So leave your comments below, and tell me what you like and what you think i need to improve on.Edit:Thanks, the arms are a bit too small if i look at it now. :/ But yeah, i think i should've done better on the terrain a bit, like the sand texture doesn't seem very detailic compated to the road, and I don't really know how to draw detailic clouds either, but still, I impressed myself with how clean this came up because i inked it. @Akuna of Stones, yes, the Rocky name "Pohatu" was intentional.
  20. So, I've suddenly become curious about the Toa Kaita, and have come up with a couple of questions:In some media, such as sets and comics, Wairuha and Akamai had green and red masks. In other media, however, they had silver and gold masks. Which is canon?If the gold and silver masks are canon, will all other Toa Kaita also have gold, silver, and other metallic masks?
  21. So, I've just gone back and read The Yesterday Quest. I found myself observing our manly mind-reader buddy Orde and what he does in the serial, and have begun to make an assumption on what Kanohi he wears. My theory is that he wears a Pakari. My reasoning is:There are a couple of feats he does that, as far as I'm aware, may be impossible for a standard Toa not of Stone, Earth or Iron to do, or at least very difficult to do quickly.Eg. If he was able to pick it up without being caught up to, and if it was that heavy that it had to be described as such, wouldn't he have needed the Pakari's boost to lift it so quickly? It takes effort to haul a muscly, armoured Glatorian up to a branch from the water's edge to directly above it, even for a Toa. Imagine it as like hauling a ladder made of hollow balsa wood (which is a VERY light kind of wood) over a cliff to a higher ledge, compared to a ladder made of lead. Hauling Gelu on an angle would be like hauling a lead ladder up a tree without a Pakari, and prone to failure. With a Pakari, however, he feels as light as balsa wood, and the task would be easy enough to pull off without issue.I might be underestimating Orde's strength; I have a nasty habit of doing that. So go ahead and disprove.
  22. Hi guys,I thought i might try a different style for a change, so here goes:Dwanny Nuva: Wears the kanohi Arte (pronounced Art - Ay), the mask of dream realisation. He also wields a Pensul, a mighty weapon used for concentrating his power.First i thought i might do a toa drawing test, then it turned into a coloring test, and then it (d)evolved into this. :PThe main reason i inked it is because of the irony of a toa wielding a pencil, and so i decided to give it a rather cartoony look.Dwanny's Tips:To give something a cartoony look, try using smooth, curvy lines. Inking them also helps the "cartoon effect" along. Also, try using bright, bold colours.P.S. the colours didnt come out very well, i know. I think my scanner hates me.Criticism appreciated,-Dwanny
  23. Note: Edited for spelling and grammar mistakes by author.Fellow denizens of BZPower- after much thought, I think I may have found a logical explantion as to why the MU's good guys do not, or, in certain interpretations, heavily look down upon, killing.I believe that it all depends strictly upon the nature of the environment created by the Great Beings for the MU inhabitants to live in. Firstly, as we saw in The Many Deaths of Toa Tuyet, there does not appear to be an established system of law and punishment in even the most "civilized" parts of the MU, such as Metru Nui. There is certainly crime (such as smuggling and forgery), but the Vahki are in place there for internal threats, though they are mainly concerned with making the Matoran get back to work.Actually punishing caught criminals such as rouge Toa seems beyond the capacities of our heroes Lhikan and Nidhiki, who actually have to take time to deliberate Tuyet's punishment, as opposed to getting her a court date, through which a judgement and punishment would be imposed. But wait, I forgot; the MU does not have any courts of law.Since Metru Nui, and indeed, the entire MU, was designed as little more than a giant circuit board, it is easy to see why the GBs did not put into place some sort of crime and punishment system. The Toa are more about dealing with external threats, and the Vahki are about keeping the Matoran in line. In a way, Metru Nui is not unlike a socialist police state. The only reason it works is because the inhabitants do not need food, and the closest alternative is easily obtained at apparently no cost. Also, everyone effectively works for the government, seeing as how Metru Nui is essentially an oversized powerplant.But getting back to the main subject, because an automated world with automated inhabitants provides the only reasonable solution to the "if but men were angels" dilemma of all societies, the Great Beings did not see the need to establish a justice system, or at least a protocol for one, since there were no criminals- only hostile outsiders or aberrants. So, we see that at least in the beginning, it wasn't that Toa weren't allowed to kill; they simply didn't need to.However, as the Brotherhood of Makuta can attest, those of the MU were not all "angels", due to the sentience inducing "glitch" that eventually pervaded all of that realm's inhabitants (dear me, I sound like a GB writing a term paper). So, we see that somewhere along the very long line of MU history, when the possibility of having to kill someone came up, the concept of "There is no need to kill" transformed into one of the key tenants of the vaguely defined "Toa Code": "Do not kill." Thus, no courts of law, because infractions by Matoran could be easily "corrected" by Vahki, and anything else essentially constituted an act of war, and that's a whole different akilini game.In the courts of the real world, Tuyet would surely have received the death penalty or at least life in prison for treason, three counts of murder, property damage, theft, resisting arrest, and obstruction of justice, and I'm not even sure that's everything.This is exactly why the Order of Mata Nui was founded, and it also explains why the police, the neighborhood watch program, and the CIA have apparently switched places in this allegory (quick reference- Toa=NWS, should be Police; OMN=CIA, though essentially fills police role as well; Ta-Koro guard, Chronicler's Company, etc- Undetermined. Logically, the Chronicler's Co. would be a NWS and the TKG would be police, but it's never clearly defined as their main job is to call the Toa if they can't handle something), and why the OMN is constantly demonized for their allowance of killing and why the Toa are often seen as morons.So, in the end, the whole no-kill rule isn't about misguided honor or illogical policy- it's about an unforseen programming error. Thanks a lot GB's, you totally nerfed the super-police.Of course, it's only theory... X-Ray
  24. I didn't see this topic anywhere else, and I thought it was a good question:So, the Matoran language is a programming language, like 0's and 1's. But I do have a few questions: first, whenever a weird word (I'll use "Vezon" as an example) is brought up, the story will quickly describe it, saying something along the lines of "vezon is the Matoran word for 'double'." The question is: are beings in the MU always speaking Matoran (with the exclusion of the Skakdi's native tongue)? Seeing as the characters tend to point out specific words, such as "inika", "vezon", etc., is the story just clarifying what the words mean? If this is true, then when a character, such as a Piraka, saw a word and the story said "if [redacted] recalled correctly, [redacted x] was the Matoran word for [redacted y]". Sorry if this is confusing.But this also brings me to my next question: if the MU beings are always speaking Matoran, how did they communicate with the Glatorian/Agori on Bara Magna, who would, theoretically, speak Agori? When Lewa was transported to Bota Magna, he encountered several Agori and was unable to communicate with them, so their language is obviously different. But Tahu and the others were able to communicate with Gresh and friends just fine. Why is this?~Tobi
  25. Hello guys! I can't believe its finally finished, but here it is: THE TA-KORO SCHOOL.Heck, everybody's got the right to be educated, so why not matoran? Link As always, I shall include a brief explanation of how i got to work on this project. 1. First i drew the basic skeleton of each character. 2. Then i drew the matoran. 3. Tahu was the hard part. first i drew him in full detail, but my style requires simplicity. I went through a lot of different Tahu's, but i think he came out rather well in the end. 4. then i drew the blackboard; it was rather fun thinking up what would go on there. 5. SHADING! shading is what makes a drawing. Without it, the drawing just seems like a dull, flat piece of work, but once shaded, it's like it becomes real. Hope you enjoy it -Dwanny
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