Bionicle Quest I

Three minutes till vote time ends.

[white]

white

Brown, Black or White. Choose carefully~
and quickly, if possible. I want to get to the fun stuff.

white!

Brown

BROWN!

Rolled 1 (1d3)

well brown or white it is. you guys aren't helping!

a roll of 1 results in white, a roll of 2 or 3 in brown. dice gods i call upon you.

welp, looks like we're be playing the cool guy

you fit your arm to its socket and your mask to your face, and with that—

Your mind sharpens, resolves into focus. You hadn’t realized you were nauseous—but the nausea is gone. You feel the sea breeze on your mask, and take a second to enjoy the sensation of being whole.

A name rises to your attention: Tumahti.
It’s your name. There’s no doubt of that. It’s hard-coded into your being on a level beneath even your consciousness.

You should have a weapon. Your hands feel empty without one. Another sliver of memory, perhaps? Perhaps.

You turn back to the canister to retrieve it.

[what is your Toa Tool]

a long bardiche.

Glider Blades!

Basically what Lhikan had in the second movie.

SCREW HANDHELD WEAPONS

I WANT FEET ADDITIONS

One of these.

An Ice pick-Chain Whip with a weight on the end.

little axey for a precise Toa of Ice, but noted.

snowboard combining?

GOTTA GO FAST

I have a personal weakness for kusari-gama.

This. Our guy is an Ice Climber Toa.

Why not both? Most of the Toa Nuva's weapons doubled as some sort of foot gear.

^this

he could just swing it like a lasso and it would impale itself into the cliff, and climbs it 60's batman style

Could be cool skates.

How about this:

two ice picks, that can transform into skates. They also have a tether to them that allows for Tumahti to swing/climb/grapple-hook with.

Seems OP, but also really cool.

The pick fits into your hand as if it was made to; for all you know, it may well have been. The chain is a little awkward, but you settle for looping it in your other hand.

You throw the sickle end almost experimentally at the top of your canister, and t pierces the thin metal almost as effortlessly as you pull yourself up. You observe the island before you.

There's a lava cliff in front of you, foreboding but not impossible to climb. The black sand of the beach continues under the cliff to your right. To your left you can see the green of a jungle, and behind, you know, is the endless ocean from whence you came.

[where will you go? what will you do?]

Lava... Is hot.

Jungle seems cooler.

Lets go jungle.

Hey, If we've got the Pick, and the chain, Let's give that cliff a shot. Try out our 60's Batman Climbing skills

Jungle

also, i think you forgot your trip

let's climb the cliff

Jungle

Might as well check out life on the island, and get back into fighting shape with some scraps

Cliff

jungle

Jungle. We are a toa of Ice right?

Jungle

You arrive at the base of the lava cliffs. You consider rephrasing your prior mental statement: the lava cliffs are more like lava blades. Obsidian spines, no doubt razor-sharp crisscross the deep gray rock; small lava-red flowers have taken hold and sprouted deep in crevasses.

You press gingerly on a spar of obsidian with your pick, hoping it might support your weight, but it cleaves and shatters at the slightest bit of pressure. The resulting shards clatter off the round rocks at your feet and loose themselves beneath them.

At second glance, some of the red splashes you took for flowers are molten magma, visible deep in the rock.

The Jungle looks safer, and cooler.

[gosh u guys. making me switch.]

You cut your way through the jungle, sickle in hand. It's slow going, and the stone is slick with rivulets of water, but, at the very least, it's cooler and less hazardous. The broad leaves of trees whose scale defies common sense provide adequate shade.

The jungle is noisy, and not in a way that can be tuned out. The bellowing and chirping and hellish buzz of native fauna is just loud enough to aggravate and just too varied to ignore. You forge on regardless.

After some time, you discover that the jungle, chaotic as it seems, obeys a certain order. While certain trees tower over even the canopy, in the lower zones it seems trees have given up on getting taller and focused on getting wider. You make your way along these higher corridors, at times only feet off the ground, rather than cut through every last bit of undergrowth on the forest floor. You're proud of yourself for noticing, though you certainly wouldn't admit it,

until you trigger a trap. It's nothing complicated, just a simple vine snare; one swipe of your sickle takes care of it- but its presence is ominous. These jungles are inhabited.

You saw no sign of their presence on the ground, but the tree corridors you now navigate are full of tripwires and thorn traps.

You would return to the ground, but your vantage point reveals something interesting: there's a path burned straight through the jungle below, evidently by somebody caring nothing for subtlety.

[what do? follow path? stay in trees and track from a distance? continue on your own way into the jungle?]

>stay in trees and track from a distance?
Its either Matoran or Rahi. Or maybe another Toa

Track the path from a distance in brush.

You resolve to proceed cautiously. Any being capable and willing to burn a swathe through the undergrowth is worth your attention, if only so you know to walk the other way.

You're cautious by nature, so this plan appeals to you. You step forward - and trigger a tripwire. You focus on your senses, ready to dodge an attack from behind, but a small gourd swings down into your torso, rattling obnoxiously. You swat it away, and it continues to rattle.

The buzzing of the jungle, omnipresent background noise, suddenly grows louder.

[midnight here. going to sleep. will continue thread in morning. it's been fun writing for all of you!]

Thanks Chronicler. Do you want us to bump the thread or just let it die?

Decided to build our boy

Went for a gen I look but I had to overdesign to compensate for my lack of pieces

This took like 45 minutes fuck

I think it's pretty decent desu, would like feedback though especially from OP who just left

>tfw I've made a similar chain-hook weapon

It looks fantastic overall, but I think you could stand to make that chain weapon look a bit more like a proper kursarigama by adding a bit of a handle to it, using one of those rod connector pieces and a rod.

I'd do the same, except use pic related, though user's pieces are probably limited.

I have some glatorian (that's what theyre called right?) sets and that piece, but I wanted to keep the aesthetic closer to gen I since we are on mata nui

Perhaps switching out the feet for the Toa Metru's and attaching these things to them might reinforce the ice climber theme.
Otherwise, it looks totally kick ass, user.

white

You're a little late to the party, Holmes.

for you

DANG. Upper arms and shoulders do feel a bit overdesigned though. you might be better off using longer legs since shorter articulated arms could be difficult.

mask choice was exactly what I had in mind, so props for that.

A note:

School necessitates I be gone for twoish hours in about an hour (giving myself time to eat/shower/etc) - after that I can run this thread all today and possibly into tomorrow.

>after that I can run this thread all today and possibly into tomorrow
WEW

CONTINUED

The constant buzzing grows louder. You ready your pick and keep your back to the trunk of a nearby tree, watching for movement.

You see it out of the corner of your eye; a tiny flash of blue against the verdant greens of the jungle. You turn your head slowly. White armor may be poor camouflage, but something tells you that unneeded movement may alert your observer.

It's an insect larger than you; the blue you saw was only its eyes.

[Will you fight, and if so, how? Venture upwards, into the canopy proper? Stay still? Retreat? Find other options?]

>Just missed the Bonkle thread
>Only this left which is a quest and not a place for general discussion and nostalgia

I don't have /that/ much spare time. I'll need to sleep and I do homework as I write these s-so don't go assuming I'm just doing this because I like you or anything.

wrong Piraka m8

Venture upwards. We gotta use our pick somehow.

I only just found your old threads yesterday in some archive and was a little sad that it ended with thread 8 in such a quiet and sudden way. Glad to have you back, Chronicler.

Stay still, behind cover and observe it. Maybe it'll pass you by? Maybe it'll make a mistake? Maybe it's not even aggressive! You won't know if you rush into things!

Your pick bites into the trunk of the tree overhead, sacrificing stealth for speed. Luckily for you, the enormous insect remains distracted by the still-rattling gourd where you were. It chips at it with its ungainly teeth, but fails to gain purchase. If you had to guess, you'd say there were some kind of moving larva inside, and that the trap was meant to draw their predator to your location.

You don't have to guess. You think it's pretty obvious.

You follow the path of ashes from above, careful to remain unseen. Whatever is burning it is making slower progress than you are. Soon the path begins to smoke, and then you see fire at its head.

Three red beings, one large and two small, are walking through the jungle in single-file. The largest is of similar design to yourself- but instead of a chain and sickle, he wields a red-hot sword. Each swipe of his weapon burns another swathe of underbrush.

The two small beings behind him look devoted; almost reverential, but their leader is angry. You can tell by his strokes and the way he stomps.

[what do?]

Jump down onto the Rahi and kill it in front of them to prove your strength.

Quietly follow him from above and see where he is going.

Second

Third.

Third.

Also, OP, I fucking love you. BIONICLE was my childhood.

this option will be taken. phonepostan to bump thread

ugh no shit I meant the other one. follow

bump

You trail the three figures through the jungle, making sure to remain unseen. It's not hard, since the small ones are intently focused on the large one, and the large one is focused on burning the undergrowth away.

You venture closer, hoping to catch a thread of their conversation. The ever-present hum of the jungle grows quiet and still around their little entourage, since all the animals flee at the sight of fire.

There is one sound, however: a persistent and familiar rattle.
Closer observation reveals that something is wrong. The space between the small beings and the large one is further apart than would be expected, and a direct inspection reveals a rattling gourd hovering just off the ground.

[Warn them? Continue to watch?]

I think we're waiting for you, QM.

>warn them

You consider your options. Warning them might earn you good will, and allies would be strategically useful. The large one with the body roughly like yours might hold clues to your origin. Besides, you're agile enough to escape if the interaction turns violent.

[rolling for social interaction]

You consider the pros and cons of alerting the group of the invisible menace that follows them and decide on the most direct route.

>Dialogue between a slow talking Ice man and a pissed off fire dude

This is going to end REAL well

Rolled 4 (1d6)

Your weighted chain wraps cleanly around the gourd; you land and whip it downward. Before any of them can react, you scoop and throw a handful of ash at the invisible intruder's location. Before you can do anything else, one of the smaller beings takes a cue from you and whips ash at your face. You stagger back for a second, blinded, and the swordwielder uses the opportunity to rush you.

You're at an innate disadvantage. Though the branches provide you with interesting angles of attack, your weighted chain can be easily caught, and his sword gives him the range advantage. You know this, and you suspect he does as well - so you rattle the gourd as hard as you can, and let yourself fall backward, hoping to buy time.

One of the smaller beings, the one who flung the ash, runs to the side of the one who was invisible.

"Turaga Vakama!"

The background buzz grows slightly louder. All you need to do now is buy time.

The tall red warrior holds his flaming sword to your throat.

"Talk. Now."

[what do you say?]

Wait, is it actually Tahu or did you just use his picture for reference? Did we replace Kopaka? What kanohi do we have?

The Toa is Tahu. Nothing has been said about Kopaka so far. The mask looks roughly like Solek's; its power is currently unknown.

1. Why the hell was that guy invisible
2. Do they not know how dangerous the jungle is?
3. Sorry?

Let's go with 1 and 3, see what happens.

Judging by the how we introduced ourselves to complete strangers and attacked the one thing they were clearly guarding in an escort formation, we seem to be quite lacking in both wisdom and charisma.

I say we continue being as blunt as possible and tell them that they are followed by an invisible spy and that they are in imminent danger of being Rahi food.

Or we just point to Vakama with a blank expression and ask, "Who is this?"

Instead of saying "who is this?"

Point and say "what is this?", I want to trigger Tahu hard

"Your name and why you were following us. Now."

You don't appreciate his tone, but the sword at your neck is difficult to argue with.

"Tumahti. I landed a few hours ago and headed into the jungle, where I saw an invisible person shaking a gourd that I discovered attracts dangerous insects."

"You have the nerve to attack us and spin it as a favor?"

You go with the curt response.

"Yes."

The buzzing grows louder still. You have thirty seconds, at most.

The Turaga wipes ash from his mask and ushers his aide aside. He looks you over, gaze heavy, and you stare back unflinchingly, still on your back.

"You will, I hope, excuse Toa Tahu. The journey wears on his temper. I am Turaga Vakama, and this is my bodyguard, Jala, and Takua, the chronicler. My invisibility is a result of a Noble Mask, which hides me from the gaze of the Makuta, and the gourd was meant to test Tahu's resolve and possibly attract Nui-Rama."

He holds up a wizened hand to forestall questions.

"I received a summons of convocation upon the Kini-Nui. You will be coming with us."

His voice is not unfriendly, but brooks no disagreement.

That's when the Nui-Rama arrive. The masks of their eyes are pitted and rusted over.

[Defend? Run? Tell them to flee? Attack, using the bugs as a distraction?

Tumahti cannot into social interaction. it's moe~

(no it's not it's just inconvenient)

>Jala and Takua
Well... there goes my nostalgia

>"Yes."
Tumahti you madman.

As for action, instinctively push Vakama aside to protect him because he was the only one who was remotely civil with you so far, and turn to face the Rahi.

If action speaks louder than words, Tumahti's actions would be the equivalent of shouting.

>Push vakama
Sounds like a good way to get roasted

Just move between him and the bugs and ready your weapons

Just play the first GBA game and regain those feels. Takua was a real badass adventurer in there. He even stole and held onto all the Turaga's staff for a while.

youtu.be/pyZS3BCnw8w

user no I have a quest to write

The nostalgia, it hurts. I appreciated the movie when it first came out because I was really into Bionicle, but even then, it didn't seem like a very good film to the 13 yr old me. Jaller and Takua was super annoying, and it never occurred to me that they were even the same characters as their counterparts in the online games because they were so different.

...

Bahrags, pls.

Has OP disappeared? I'll post a Bionicle related picture as a bump.

Tahu lets you up reluctantly at the Turaga's order. Takua readies a throwing disk, and Jala lights a branch off Tahu's sword -and then the swarm is upon you.

You fall naturally into a square formation, with the Turaga in the center. You manage to snare a wing; you place your foot on the chain and pull downward. Jala's torch makes short work of the fallen Rahi. Tahu's sword cuts metal and chitin as easily as it cut plant matter, and, while Takua's discs do little damage, they're perfectly timed, knocking stingers and claws back and keeping the Rahi off tempo. You're doing better than you should be, given the number you saw coming at you.

Vakama taps your leg and gestures upward. The vast majority of the swarm hovers above like a seething stormcloud. Slowly, a shape takes form; a finger or tendril of whirling Nui-Rama, reaching down toward you.

The wind hits like a physical force. Vines snap and fly upward; trees creak under the sheer strain. The roar of winds makes speech impossible

This coordination can't be natural. Tahu stands his ground, raising his sword against the tornado as if he thinks he can burn it. Idiot. You lash the closest Matoran you can find to a sturdy-looking tree trunk with your chain and reach for the other, aiming to get them out of the howling vortex the Nui-Rama are creating - but Jala refuses to go. He's shouting, you can tell, but you can't make out the words.

He's pointing to Vakama. The Turaga stands defiant at the center of the whirlwind, both hands on his staff.

[What will you do?]

[go after Vakama]

[get Tahu's attention]

[get Jala out of the whirlwind's range]

[write-in]

[[sorry. had to find a good pic]]

Jala isn't going to help much, get him out of the way and see if you can get Tahu aware of Vakama