BZPRPG - Onu-Wahi

[Zacian]

IC: Azthran

 

"Well good news is these dead guys aren't zombies."

[ARROW404]

IC: Shadd

"That would have been interesting," he said, half humorously.

[Rorschach the Absolute]

IC

Tharros reached with his left hand to take another swig of beer. After lowering the stein back to the bar he replied to the curious veteran, " We are gathering any who are willing to fight for the Matoran of this land!" Tharros stood strong and tall, the dazed Talinka still atop his towering shoulder. He was quite a bit over dramatic; but still he emanated power. "There is a war coming. The time has come to decide whether we will fight against the corrupt, or stand by and watch." Tharros shifted his shoulder, once more adjusting his grip on the pluralistic Toa. "A play has already been made in Ko Koro, their Akiri is dead. It can only be a matter of time before the corrupt rise to seize power. And we would be ignorant to assume this coup stops at the mountain of ice. The corrupt will not rest until the entire island is subdued." Tharros rested his left hand upon the shoulder of the Ussalryman. "So tell me my friend," The Matoran's scars told of his courage; his empty glasses spoke of his sins. "Which side will you take?"

Edited January 25, 2014 by Veneras

[Toatapio Nuva]

IC Kirgan, Hile and Teede

(Onu-Koro, Great Mine, Secret lab):

 

Teede seemed unamused by the zombie-talk. "Don't say that", he said. "There are many ways to raise undeads. I'd hate it if it happened here."

 

"Now that we're here...", Kirgan began. Teede cut him off.

 

"I promised to help Xaron", he said. "Now, where did I put my equipment..."

 

Teede rummaged through some of the junk littered all around the lab and eventually pulled out a rod-like thing.

 

"I have something upstairs we can use, but I need this to open it", he said. "Just wait here a sec, I'll be right back."

 

Teede walked upstairs. Kirgan turned to his friends. "Isn't this really something?" he said. "We found something special after all. Now all we need to do is figure out what to do with it."

[Zacian]

IC: Azthran

 

"...You mean he was the one who wrote the Tablet?"

 

IC: Krayne The Rainmaker

 

He landed his hoverboard in an abandoned mine and walked towards a small opening. He heard some clanking at first but it stopped just a few seconds after it started.

 

A small drone started hitting his foot but he felt no pain. He lifted his leg and squished the drone. He continued his journey into the small cave.

Edited January 25, 2014 by Toa Kranan: TOUAB

[25K Now!]

IC: Uyism

 

Uyism slowly moved to her feet, staggering slightly. She stared at Tarnok.

 

"Go?"

[Geardirector]

IC

 

Tharros reached with his left hand to take another swig of beer. After lowering the stein back to the bar he replied to the curious veteran, " We are gathering any who are willing to fight for the Matoran of this land!" Tharros stood strong and tall, the dazed Talinka still atop his towering shoulder. He was quite a bit over dramatic; but still he emanated power. "There is a war coming. The time has come to decide whether we will fight against the corrupt, or stand by and watch." Tharros shifted his shoulder, once more adjusting his grip on the pluralistic Toa. "A play has already been made in Ko Koro, their Akiri is dead. It can only be a matter of time before the corrupt rise to seize power. And we would be ignorant to assume this coup stops at the mountain of ice. The corrupt will not rest until the entire island is subdued." Tharros rested his left hand upon the Ussalryman. "So tell me my friend," The Matoran's scars told of his courage; his empty glasses spoke of his sins. "Which side will you take?"

 

IC: Suriol (Lightstone)

 

Jackpot

 

I knew I'd judged this Toa right the first time I saw him. He seemed just the type to have an affinity for stirring things up, regardless of how unaware of the fact he might be.

 

He wanted to fight corruption, and he was gathering an army. Ulterior motives, perhaps?

 

I needed to find out more...

[Ehksidian]

IC: Xaron

"Oh, hey Azthran! No, this guy isn't the one who wrote the tablet, or the one that built the robots. Speaking of which..." I went over to the body on the floor and smacked it with my hollowed-out-arm. "There. I am satisfied now."

[Toatapio Nuva]

IC Kirgan, Hile and Teede

(Onu-Koro, Great Mine, Secret lab):

 

"He didn't write it, but apparently a friend of his did", Kirgan clarified Xaron's answer. "It was something about prophecies and time travel. It looks like time travel was the main project these Matoran were trying to make possible. Something about it all feels odd, though."

 

Hile gave Xaron a funny look as he punched a body. "Good that you're satisfied. I doubt he felt the pain though."

 

*

 

Teede walked up the stairs to the room with the shattered Tripod, only to encounter a tall Vortixx. He looked at the creature in shock of surprise.

 

"Who are you?" he asked.

Edited January 25, 2014 by Toatapio Nuva

[Ehksidian]

IC: Xaron

"It sounds silly to me, honestly. But then again, in a wy we are traveling through time. We're going forwards at 1 second per second. Anyways...where did Teege go?"

[Toatapio Nuva]

IC Kirgan and Hile

(Onu-Koro, Great Mine, Secret lab):

 

"Maybe the simplicity of time travel is part of its fascination", Kirgan mused. "The Matoran in this lab figured that if they couldn't build a time machine, they would find another way to go forward in time. While in statis, you are unconscious and you don't age. When you are awakened, it feels like only seconds have passed since you entered statis. For Teede, statis was time travel. If only their methods had been more reliable, all these Matoran wouldn't have died. Oh, and Teede went upstairs."

 

Meanwhile Hile visited the other rooms of the lab, curious about whatever he might find. He found a large room with a big machine in it's center. It was almost like a tube surrounded with machinery. It looked like the thing was a mess, but Hile knew better: It was probably very constructed with care and patience.

 

"Guys, check this out", he shouted to the others.

[Shadowhawk]

IC: Demos

"No," he said simply. "They deserve no more or less than death."

IC: [ Rhea ] - Onu-Koro / Wise Man's Archive

 

Rhea nodded silently, understanding. Morals were slippery things, hard to grasp, but a code of honor, a code of conduct... that was something different.

 

Blood for blood, life for life.

 

She unlatched the door, stepped out quietly onto the doorstep, and clicked it shut behind her. Alone in the street, she summoned her elemental energies and made a brief heat signature test, a test that revealed nothing more than a massive, rangy figure crouched on the rooftop above and behind her. Nero the Axe. As always, dependable.

 

Flipping the hood of her cloak up to shroud her head and shadow her features, the female Su-Toa began walking briskly towards the forge of Toa Ferron. It had been a long, productive day, and it wasn't over. Not yet.

 

She smiled faintly.

Edited January 25, 2014 by Shadowhawk

[ARROW404]

IC: Shadd

The archaeologist, eager to learn all he could, rushed to follow the sound of Hile's voice.

 

IC: Demos

As soon as Rhea was gone, Demos rushed to the second floor. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting," he said to the employees that were still at work. "And I'm afraid there is some cleaning up to do downstairs. My guests were a little less than friendly."

 

With nary another word, he staggered to his room and locked the door before sinking to the ground. He felt another attack coming on, and this time he was going to let it play out alone.

Edited January 25, 2014 by Mj. Spoilers

[Ehksidian]

IC: Xaron

I heard Hile shout for us to look at something. I went to see what, exactly, he found. Bot skittered behind me, ever robotic.

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IC(Kol - Lightstone Bar)

 

It was with a grave tone he answered.

 

"I fight for the side of the weak."

[Rorschach the Absolute]

IC

Tharros was pleased, lifting his arm from the shoulder of the matoran he extended his hand in comradery. "Then consider us your ally my friend." He said. "and join us"

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IC(Kol - Lightstone)

 

"Consi'er me yer colleague. Un'ner one condition. Our first order of business is tha technology expo. Our entire group will be outfitted with modern equipment. Tha' will be standard." He produced a scrap piece of paper with information he'd seen on the flier on the way to the bar.

[Rorschach the Absolute]

Tharros looked intently at the flyer, then at his disgruntled companion, finally back at the matoran soldier "If you say this will help our cause, then I will follow you there."

[Geardirector]

IC: Ferron (Ferron's Forge)

 

"Yes, just like that"

 

The roaring, frothing cloud of steam poured from the water barrel as Ferron cooled the glowing material, his prosthetics serving as pliers. He squinted through his mask as the mold emerged still glowing from the barrel, he nodded slightly in approval as he put it away next to the rest.

 

"There, I think that should do it" Ferron said as he collapsed on a metal armchair that grew out from the floor under him. The lightstone in the Forge's inner sanctum was clouded in vapor, glowing like a foglight under the high ceiling.

 

"Rhea shouldn't be far off. Tuli, could you go outside and make sure to be at the door when she comes? I'll finish up here"

[otter]

IC:

 

"I would much prefer to stick with my own weapons," Grochi said, frowning. "I know how to use them quite well. I don't want to have to learn how to use some new piece of equipment for no reason other than the fact that you though I should get it, really."

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IC(Kol - Lightstone Bar)

 

"That is entirely up ta you...but you would be wise to consider picking up at least one piece of technology. No reason ta refuse on the grounds that you already have a weapon. This migh' not even consis' of aggressive machinery."

[ARROW404]

IC: The Phantom

The invisible Toa smiled under his masks. There was a scent on the wind. The scent of chase. Not prey, no. A rival? A hunter? Perhaps both. Would this one succeed where others had failed in the past? Time would tell.

 

And either way, this would be fun.

 

The phantom's invisible eyes fell on another unfortunate soul, stumbling through the street, drunk off his mask. Life had been hard to this one. Taking it from him would be a mercy.

 

And a joy.

 

Without a sound, a knife slid across the Matoran's throat. A high-frequency vibration ensured no blood remained on the blade.

 

And then all was still.

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IC(Houren - Onu Streets)

 

"Killing a Matoran in the open. You're bold."

 

The voice was accompanied by a shring! of metal on metal as a saperka was drawn. Though Houren could not see the killer, he knew he was there by the shadow. Even at night, Onu-Koro was well-lit.

 

A simple patrol had turned interesting. The Ussalry Matoran hopped off his steed and prepared for combat.

 

"Surrender now and I won't have to kill you," he chuckled.

[otter]

IC:

 

"What am I going to do with that new technology anyways?" Grochi asked, sounding peevish. "Give me a map, a sword, some food and water, and I've got everything I really need. Or do you want to get some odd miniature version of those radios that they have in Po-Wahi for the group?"

[ARROW404]

IC: The Phantom

He'd been seen? That was sloppy of him.

 

"Oh please don't hurt me," he lilted, projecting his voice from right behind the guard. Solider. Whatever.

[Zacian]

IC: Azthran

 

I rushed to the room where Hile was in, along with Xaron and Shadd. "What's wrong Hile?"

 

IC: Krayne The Rainmaker

 

"It is as if you no longer recognize me." He leaned closer to the Onu Matoran. "Are you or are you not Onu Matoran Teede?"

Edited January 26, 2014 by Toa Kranan: TOUAB

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IC(Kol - Lighstone Bar)

 

"As I said. It's yer choice."

 

(Houren - Onu Streets)

 

"I won't, given you make yourself visible immediately and disarm yourself."

[ARROW404]

IC: The Phantom

The phantom chuckled darkly. "I'm afraid your threats don't scare me, little man," His voice echoed at the guard from all sides. "One thought and your audio receptors overload. Three seconds, and you will have two knives protruding from the last part of your body you thought to protect." He began to pace playfully, watching his feet to make sure he left no prints.

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IC(Houren - Onu Streets)

 

The soldier just looked to the ground, still chuckling.

 

"Three seconds more, and you have the fiercest military force on the island on your back."

[ARROW404]

IC: The Phantom

"Hey, buddy, this is the phantom you're talking to." The voice came from on top of his head this time. The Toa began walking toward the guard, aiming to walk right past him. From a safe distance, of course. He hadn't survived this long by taking risks. Beyond killing, that is. "I may not be Onu-Koro's most wanted, but I'm up there." The voice shifted to sound like it was right next to his left 'ear'. "Look at the bounty lists, you'll see me, I guarantee it. I'm already wanted, dead or alive. It's not that I want to be any higher, though. I'm just saying..." His voice shifted again to come from several feet away. "You're not the one in control here."

[Toatapio Nuva]

IC Tuli

(Onu-Koro, Ferron's Forge):

 

"Of course", Tuli said and returned to the main room to wait for Rhea. She was looking forward to Rhea coming here as much as stumbling upon a Kofo-Jaga nest, but she wasn't going to let her emotions betray her this time. She trusted Ferron knew what he was doing, even if that something was questionable.

 

 

IC Kirgan, Hile and Teede

(Onu-Koro, Great Mine, Secret lab):

 

"I think this is it", Hile said as the others arrived to look at the large construction in the middle of the big room. "This must be that time machine of theirs."

 

Kirgan looked at in in awe, but also disbelief. The machine looked like a hastily constructed piece of junk. It was basically just the transparent cylinder with wires and various other gizmo's protruding from its base. "No wonder they couldn't make it work", he said.

 

*

 

Teede's eyes widened behind his Mahiki-shaped mask. This tall being knew him? If that was so, he might ruin his plans...

 

"I am Teede", he replied. "But I do not recognize you. Why are you here?"

[ARROW404]

IC: Shadd

The archaeologist, for one, wasn't that interested in that specific piece of equipment. In the future, when (if) time travel were to become possible, then it might fit in a museum, but as it was, it was as useless as it looked. The stasis tubes, however, were another story. With modern stasis having advanced so much since Teede's time, the Onu-Matoran relics would be worth looking at in a museum on technological history. He had a few more questions for Teede.

 

"I'm going to head up after Teede," he said. "I still have some things to ask. Don't touch the time machine, by the way. It'll be worth even less damaged."

[Rorschach the Absolute]

IC Tharros

Tharros watched the elderly veteran as he protested. His history proved that he was more than able to handle himself with his current equipment. "Remember Grochi," Tharros interjected "we need to go to po Koro anyway. And I for one would be most welcoming to anything that might help our cause."

Edited January 27, 2014 by Veneras

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IC(Houren - Onu Streets)

 

"Oh, you're that guy. Yeah...we see twenty guys just like you every Friday. Don't kid yourself son."

 

Houren racked his brain, trying to remember this one criminal who thought he was a big deal. Indeed, he was wanted dead or alive. Houren didn't have to play nice. He scanned the area in front of him, watching the shadow he'd seen earlier come closer. The little song and dance the Phantom had been doing with his voice had no effect- maybe if he had concentrated it on one spot, it would've been believable. As it was, he had just revealed his abilities.

 

With the seemingly inhuman speed of a soldier, he simultaneously dropped his saperka and drew his crossbow and sprayed the area with bolts. It was a repeating crossbow, and as such fired in great number. The Phantom would be hard-pressed to dodge every bolt.

[Ehksidian]

IC: Xaron

"But...but...I want to poke things. Especially fragile things." I sighed. "Oh well. I guess I'll wait here until something happens."

[ARROW404]

OOC: Shadow? Do Huna cast a shadow now? Also, just thought I'd mention, the phantom's distorting his voice to make it sound deeper, so no voice recognition further down the line.

 

IC: The Phantom

The phantom figured out what the Matoran (Houren's a Matoran, right? I can't find his profile) was doing after the third bolt was fired. Rather than dodge, he instead threw himself at the ground into a roll, coming to a stop just to the guard's left, all silenced by his power.

 

"If there was another one like me, I'd know," He threw over the Matoran's other shoulder.

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OOC: Yes. I apologize for the absence of his profile; I was doing work on my profile page recently and must've accidently deleted his. It's saved on my other computer, so I'll put it up tonight. It's not like I can pull something out of nowhere- he's and Onu-Matoran and you know how Ussalry members are armed. As far as the voice recognition bit...I'm sorry, but that sounds like something one would put in a pre-existing post rather than tell me OOC as an afterthought. So be it.

 

IC(Houren - Onu Streets)

 

As soon a Houren reached the bottom of his clip, he realized he had hit nothing- his opponent had moved. Had he run? Houren was about to return to his patrol, having successfully overcome the Toa, when the target responded to his earlier statement. He slowly reloaded and kept talking.

 

"Petty criminal? Killing off lowlifes? Nah, y'all don't scare-" he stopped short. The shadow from earlier was overlapping his own. The killer was right beside him. Only one course of action.

 

He let loose with another clip at point blank range.

[ARROW404]

OOC: Oh. Huh, I didn't know that about the Huna.

 

IC: The Phantom

Aready in a crouching position, a quick duck ensured that the bolt sailed over his shoulder. A quick manipulation of sound mimicked the noise of a rock being kicked farther down the alley. With luck, the Matoran would think he had made a run for it. Still, he positioned himself for a quick strike, should the Matoran try that again.

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IC(Houren - Onu Street)

 

Houren heard the sound of a rock down the alley and recognized the ploy. Maybe convincing, except that Houren could still see the shadow. Out of clips, he quickly traded his crossbow for his saperka.

 

"You see, there are tons of people like you. Cowards too scared to fight Matoran, but willing to kill innocents from behind."

 

He swung down at the perceived position of his opponent, striking like he was holding an axe.

[ARROW404]

IC: The Phantom

Ready for the attack, the phantom threw himself at the Matoran, raising an arm to stop his blow at the wrists, the other folded to drive his elbow into the guard's stomach.