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Hey, look, I finished something!! I've been planning on writing for a while now, but never had the time or motivation. This contest finally gave me something to write for, and by chance, I had the day off of homework, so I got this all finished up. So, without further ado, here's my entry to KanohiJournal Publications' Lesovikk's Hiatus Contest, coming in at about 2,397 words (long short story, eh?): The Chronicle By: Click The last cries and crashes of blades had gone from what was a battlefield only minutes before. Now, only a chilling silence was left for the one survivor looking up to see what was left. The silence is broken by one long, heart wrenching cry full of absolute misery, despair, and a little denial. Then, that too is choked off, and silence returns as the survivor plunges into the mud amidst his brothers and sisters, and appears to be just as dead. Lesovikk never saw the Zyglak coming, but by the time they had come upon his team, he still could have helped, but torn between saving his team and getting rid of the monsters, he hesitated a second too long, and neither was satisfied. The Toa of Air picked himself up off the ground clumsily, and brushed mud clumps away from his Faxon. Not that it did him much good in the fight; he almost wanted to take it off and fling it over the horizon, maybe to his home island, as a testament to his friends what had become of his team, maybe to the mysterious place where their spirits would now go, as a final goodbye. Unfortunately, that was the last thing he should do. There were still lingering Zyglak, remnants of those that took his team, and left him as the only guardian of their memories. Only he could carry their legacy back to his homeland. He began the old Toa ritual of removing their tools, fixing armor as much as possible with his limited abilities, and resting their bodies eternally on a large, flat stone in the middle of the battlefield, littered with armor fragments and scorch marks from various elemental powers. He would keep their weapons to show his village, to keep their memory alive. He nearly began crying again as he picked up Nikila’s trident, the tool of his second-in-command. She had always been so full of life, confident that nothing could vanquish a Toa, and yet here she lay, victim of the Zyglak, proof that she was wrong. He did the same to each Toa: Iron, Fire, Sonics, Stone, Gravity, and Water, unable to believe he would never see them again. He picked up the last tool: a curving, beautiful Fanged Water Sword belonging to Lihara that she had been so good with in the battle. Before emotions could overcome him again, however, Lesovikk bolted off down the battlefield, tears streaming down his face. ----- Malinek was woken by a sound of shuffling in the gravel outside of his cave. This cliff-side road on Stelt was rarely used, which meant little business for thieves like him and his companion. The Steltan woke the snoring bruiser beside him, a titan named Gernas. "We're in business," was all Gernas needed to hear. With a rumble that shook stones from the ceiling, the huge being rose, flexing his claws. "Shh!" cried his partner. "Not so loud! They'll hear you!" Gernas clamped his hand over his face, nodding wildly. Why do I even need you?, thought Malinek as he rolled his eyes. The two thieves finally got outside of the cavern, lumbering over to their usual lookout point, a huge boulder near the mouth of the cave. Malinek could tell Gernas was just as surprised as he was when a lime green Toa of Air stumbled around the corner, looking down at the cliff off to his right. The biggest surprise was that he was carrying not one, but eight Toa Tools of varying designs and makes. Usually, the near-powerless two would never dare to attack a Toa, but this was obviously too good of an opportunity to pass up. With just a nod to confirm their agreement, the thieves hurdled over the boulder, surprising the Toa enough to make him drop his tools everywhere. When he realized what the two wanted, the Le-Toa grasped the nearest weapon, a Fanged Water Sword. It was painfully obvious that wasn't his usual tool, so his defense would be weak. The two closed in for the kill. Suddenly, there was an enormous cracking sound. Gernas had stepped on a staff-like tool, and the Toa was notably dismayed. Malinek simultaneously scowled at the bruiser's stupidity and laughed at the realization that the staff was the Toa's native tool. He would have to fight with an unfamiliar one for the impending fight. Still, he had to snap "You imbecile! These tools are our profits!" As if Gernas finally realized what he had done, he suddenly apologized profusely before Malinek cut him off with a gesture. "And it's a very nice profit too." Malinek grinned at the stunned Toa. The battle that followed was as brutal as it was brief. The Toa was clearly losing against the stronger two, using a shorter and sharper tool than he was used to. He had resorted to using mostly blasts of air, which the thieves simply shook off and continued to fight through. Malinek could see a dozen "unorthodox" ways the Toa could have won the fight, even with all of his disadvantages, but only half-heartedly defended them, knowing the Toa would never stoop so low. Besides, his quick strikes were keeping the Toa on the defensive, struggling to parry with the unfamiliar tool, usually failing and getting a gash along his armor as a result. Malinek suddenly found himself on the ground after a gust of air and a foot in his path. His blade had been knocked behind him, and in his surprise, Gernas had also been thrown off balance. He was shocked that the Toa had used that maneuver, while also admittedly a bit proud that there was some hope for these "honorable warriors." If he hadn't been battling to the death for the Toa's possessions, he would have considered adding a new partner to his band. Then, he noticed the murderous glare in the Toa's eyes, and his blood ran cold. He could only watch numbly as that sharp blade was lifted above his head, and could only think of how many people would be glad to know he's gone. Another thought managed to push its way through his fear and bring a smirk to his face. "Go ahead Toa, if you can. You and I both know you won't do it, with your precious Toa Code." The lime Toa pondered this for a moment, and then the scowl returned to his face. "I'm no Toa, not anymore," he said, his steely voice wavering to more of a resigned tone by the end. His reply was as terrifying as it was unexpected. The Steltan also became resigned after a moment of shock, and turned his head from the mad Toa. "Fine then, warrior, just get it over with. I can't imagine anyone who would miss me, besides Gernas here. Then again, he'd probably be too stupid to realize I'm gone." There was a clang of metal and sparks rained down on Malinek, and through the burning, he realized he was still alive, staring up at the panting Toa with a blade an inch from his neck. "Go," he growled. A grin spread across Malinek's face. "Big mistake, Toa. I knew you didn't have it in you." Gernas took that moment to charge, releasing all his rage from his partner's comment into the Toa. By the time the Toa realized what was happening, he was tumbling down the cliff. All the tools but the Water Blade were theirs for the taking. "Come on Gernas," said Malinek. "We're in business." ----- Lesovikk had fallen a long way, and had some time to think. He had spared the thieves' lives, and in return, he was about to lose his. He swore to himself that he would never make that mistake again, just as he saw the ground approaching rapidly beneath him. There was only enough time to summon a quick air cushion, but at the rate he was falling, it didn't help much. He still hit hard into a softer area of sand at the bottom of the cliff face, and as all went dark, his last thought was: "If I can't be good enough to keep my team alive, I'm not good enough to preserve their memories." ----- He awoke much later to a low growl coming from behind his feet. He attempted to raise his head, but only caught a flash of tan in a large black opening before he fell back, panting hard from the pain. A much louder roar sounded, and Lesovikk realized he was in trouble. He knew that sound, and knew to fear it as much as any being did. It was a Rock Lion that was now coming out into the sunlight, its armor and silvery mane glistening, teeth and claws flashing as it circled around the downed Toa. As it did, he got a good look at it. He caught glimpses of huge scars running down its flanks, much of the organics in its legs torn to shreds. One paw barely touched the ground as the Rahi limped around. He could see pain in its glowing eyes, and even more worrying, madness. He didn't know if it had tumbled down the cliff side as he had, or if its injuries were the battle scars of a particularly vicious fight with a creature he didn't want to meet. To Lesovikk, either way, it seemed the lion was on its last legs, and almost wanted to just end the constant pain. And he would be happy to oblige it, if it meant getting out of here alive. Lesovikk began to slowly raise himself up, gasping as his sore muscles stretched and compressed. The Rock Lion growled again, so he stopped for a while, and then resumed when he judged it safe. Eventually, after repeating this tactic several times, he found himself on his feet, limping slightly as he walked backwards to where he thought his sword was. He walked slowly, stumbling the whole way, always keeping eye contact with the approaching Rahi. Finally, his foot stumbled up against something hard and metallic, buried up to the hilt in the soft sand. He quickly turned, unleashing a concentrated blast of air to blow away the sand from the sword, grabbing the hilt, and spinning around, all in a fraction of a second, but still found the Lion in midair, halfway to him, claws reaching for his throat. Lesovikk only had a chance to turn out of the way, the Rahi skidding over his feet just as he dodged, the sword catching on its armor, making it growl in pain as it began rotating through the air. The lion landed facing Lesovikk, unleashing a huge roar as its mane ignited. The searing heat could be felt all the way from where Lesovikk was standing, and his armor began going soft. It was still growling fiercely, loud enough to be heard over the crackling fire of its mane. Okay, the Toa thought, if that's how you want to play it, let's go. ----- The next few days were a blur of parrying, slicing, and running as he battled that lion. Lesovikk had gained some skill with the new blade as he fought the thieves, and he really needed it now. If the claws and teeth of the Rock Lion weren't enough, the blazing mane and sheer ferocity of the attack kept Lesovikk at bay, attempting to land just a single shot somewhere. What armor was still left from the attack was melting together, stiffening as he parried and dodged. Some of Lihara's power must have remained in her blade, because Lesovikk never saw it melting, no matter how close the Rahi got to him. In fact, it felt cool to the touch, and the lion would shy away from it whenever he could get a chance to use it. Even so, Lesovikk began to get tired. It had been three long days without food or drink, and he was constantly fighting for his life. The adrenaline rush had long faded out, and he was now stumbling again, the pain from his drop and the fight finally catching up to him to take its toll. The lion also seemed a little more sluggish - otherwise he would have certainly lost by now - but its vigor was much greater than his own, even now. Lesovikk knew he was going to lose; it was only a matter of time. Finally, that time came. The Rock Lion feinted to the left, and then pounced on his right. Lesovikk's lethargic movements weren't enough to stop the lightning-quick maneuver, and he caught the brunt of the lion head-on. He found himself in much the same position that thief had been in three days ago: on the ground, sharp teeth poised at his neck, and no hope. He didn't even have a massive Steltan to cover for him. He went into the same resigned position the thief had, and dropped his blade by his side, the one reminder left of his team, and prepared to join them, wherever they were. "I give up. Take my life, if you would, Rahi. It would be a mercy at this point. I have been through so much, just to fall at your claws. Just get it over with." He closed his eyes, dropping his head to the ground, hearing a dull thud nearby as he did. He waited for a few seconds, not sure what had happened, then chanced a quick look up. The Rock Lion had collapsed from its injuries and fatigue, so Lesovikk got up, picked up his sword, and walked off towards the double sunset, knowing if he stopped to rest as well, the lion would be on top of him by day's end. The Rahi had won, and he had learned a valuable lesson to remember forever. "First of all," he muttered to himself, staggering through the sand. "Don't underestimate a wounded foe. Second, I am my Team's chronicler; I will carry their memories on." He glanced down at his Fanged Water Blade, previous tool of one of his teammates, although he had gotten much better at it in the last three days. He twirled the blade, smiling as it reflected the fading sunlight around. "It doesn't take some rusty old swords, or dusty old tablets, just a good storyteller, and some memories. ------------------------------------------------ By the way, quick thank you's to KanohiJournal for hosting this contest, and also to Cederak, whose epic Cenotaphs gave me the idea for the "ancient Toa ritual" at the beginning. You guys should definitely give it a read.
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Formerly known as BIONICLE: Untold and brought to you by Mata Nui Inc and KanohiJournal Publications---- With the goal of sustaining fan interest in the BIONICLE community, Ancient Chronicle is an open story project produced by Mata Nui Inc. Everyone is welcomed to contribute to the various aspects of the project by offering ideas, feedback and participating in the process of writing stories.While many projects have storylines which focus on current events in the BIONICLE story, or envision future ones, Ancient Chronicle focuses on the past. It is the first large-scale project to create stories based on the history of Spherus Magna and its inhabitants, from well before the Core War. Two fan-made, non-canon (yet strictly followed by it) story serials will be published between now and the next few months, with an additional two more scheduled after their completion.To enhance the experience, Ancient Chronicle by Mata Nui Inc. will follow the spirit of technological innovation offered as part of KanohiJournal Publications. All stories published will be available in e-book format, allowing the stories to be available offline and on every device, ranging from desktop PCs to mobile devices. But we aren’t stopping there, all the serials will be turned into audiobooks, so you can enjoy them while doing anything, and quickly. A special multi-voiced audiobook will also be produced, along with plans for additional media about the serials, such as wallpapers and 3D models.Ancient Chronicle will serve as a prequel to the Biological Chronicle and the toyline that amazed us all. Join us in shaping BIONICLE’s distant past today. Story Serials Below are the descriptions of the four individual story serials, that most of the project's work revolves around.The origins of Spherus Magna are finally coming to light, in Origins and its sequel, Altum Bellum. From a Hermit's dark plans to the Great Beings' arrival and the division it creates, recount the tale of how, through chaos and war, today's Spherus Magna's society is formed.From the ashes of war the Great Beings rose to leadership status over the Spherus Magnans; but, wishing to challenge themselves even more, they opted to begin work on their largest creation yet: a gigantic, autonomous robot body. But as shown in The Grand Creation and Price of Jealousy, not all the Great Beings agree with the plan -- and there are some who would stop it at all costs, and even those who "agree" have their reasons.DownloadsOrigins ( - Prologue and Chapter One) Ancient Chronicle Media Department The Ancient Chronicle media service is a further development of the four canon-strict written main story serials. Focusing on transferring the feel and the hype of the serial into every platform, the media will resolve around free-to-download wallpapers and set instructions about the characters of the serials. Expanding on the experience will be audiobook versions of the serials, as well as a special multi-voiced one.Their Mistake AudiobookBased on the tales of the Core Wars in the official canon, an audiobook will be produced, called Their Mistake. It will expand on particular events, such as the true story of the Core War, the Shattering, and the ambitious Great Beings. But is there more to see? Did everything really begin with two rivals, Fire and Ice, or is something, or someone evolved in these events? No matter the case, the Core War wasn't as simple as we thought it was.Are you interested in post-Core War stories? Then it's your chance to play a role! As the script is passing it's final stage, Mata Nui Inc is currently searching for voice Actors.Set Instructions, Wallpapers and 3D ModelsA further expansion of the Ancient Chronicle serials, the set instructions and the 3D wallpapers will be available for download in the foreseeable future, in all know PCs and mobile devices. As Ancient Chronicle is looking forward to sustaining the interest in BIONICLE, a successful toyline, the point is not just to create stories, but a neat replacement of the sets. With wallpapers of every character to participate in the serials, set instructions of the characters and more, such as bios and stats, the Ancient Chronicle project will cover all sectors of the BIONCLE franchise, reaching into each and every fan, no matter the age.AudiobooksThe Audiobooks are narrated versions of the four serials. They will be available for download in KanohiJournal Publications in the next months, coordinated with the downloads of the serials. ----More Downloadable Content-Origins Poster-Origins Banner-More Coming Soon---------
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Playing Well with Anything but Hero Factory, by LewaLew This is more to the HF Haters than anyone else, but please everybody read it, for the magazine's sake.
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HELP WANTED–Writers, game-makers, moviemakers, comic artists, and authors, old or young, male or female, DEAD OR ALIVE! no srsly we need help.
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I've been promoted to the position of KanohiJournal editor by the Hong Konger bossman, Bioran23, since I had been the most active of the writers, and had been showing concern over the waning activity levels of the magazine. And since our old editor Javi had been too busy. Anyhow, here's the article on KanohiJournal. I'm locking this entry so that you have to comment on our website as either a guest, or subscribe so we can fund this website, and don't have to revert back to PDFs.
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"Playing Well with Zombiefigs" READ IT! READ IT NOW! Along with the rest of KanohiJournal.
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"Playing Well with Pharaoh's Quest" on KanohiJournal Yeah, since Bioran23 never puts up posts about my articles on KanohiJournal @ BZPower, I thought I'd advertise my November article on da BaseBlog.
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Brand new contests will soon begin on the KanohiJournal!
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Latest KanohiJournal Article: What to Do with 'Em Copycats? by Light Hunter. Please comment on the post's comment section.
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Around The World: Germany | October 2010 By Nathanael1711
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Several new articles have been published over the past fortnight or so. Be sure to check them out on the KanohiJournal front page!
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The KanohiJournal is now optimized for Internet Explorer 9 (BETA)! If you are using Windows 7 and IE9, be sure go and check out the new functionality of the browser on the KanohiJournal.
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Amazing Grace
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We’re now facing the time of the year where a large portion of our staff are busy or unavailable. As you may understand, our staff work on a voluntary basis and therefore we can not force everybody on a strict … Continue reading →
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Latest KanohiJournal Article: Conspiracy, ZOMG and Cold Case by Kanohi Zatth. Please comment on the post's comment section.
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Latest KanohiJournal Article: Random User Spotlight #16 by Phyoohrii. Please be sure to check out the articles posted during the past few weeks via the front page, which we forgot to update here. All comments should take place on the post's comment section.
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Latest KanohiJournal Article: Around the World: China | July 2010 by SimonSoo. Please comment on the post's comment section.
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Latest KanohiJournal Article: Random User Spotlight #15 by Phyoohrii. Be sure to take part in the 1st KanohiJournal Giveaway!
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Win copies of graphic novels and more in the 1st KanohiJournal Giveaway! More information here.
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Take part in the 1st KanohiJournal giveaways and have the chance to win a copy of BIONICLE 8: Legends of Bara Magna!
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Nikila Storyline Contest Begins June 30 + Temporary Downtime June 29
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Please also join the KanohiJournal as we unveil several other major projects on the 30th of June, along with several other items including give-aways. We would also like to take this opportunity to thank BZP, our affiliates and our staff for supporting our work. It has been truly amazing and exciting to be able to prepare what we are about to reveal with you all. Additionally, we would like to thank Ms. Julie Stern from LEGO, and the LEGO legal department for taking time to answer our enquiries regarding the upcoming projects. Finally, the KanohiJournal website will be offline on the 29th of June. -
We are delighted to announce an official affiliation with BIONICLE: Next Generation. For more details, please click here. Furthermore, we invite you to join the KanohiJournal as we initiate the next chapter of BIONICLE at June 30th.
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June 30th. Be there.
