BZPRPG: Ko-Wahi
Ko
IC: Isaer
"OI! KARZHEADS! OPEN UP YOU ###### IDIOTS"
IC Kotak/Sentinel:
Annoyed by the constant pounding, the Ko-Toa went to whichever door was being beat upon, and opened it a crack.
"Can I help you...?" he asked in such a manner that helping someone was clearly the last thing on his mind.
IC: Isaer
"Yeah, I want to talk to your boss." Isaer said, fixated on the fellow Akaku wearer's eye piece.
IC: Arcturia
"I'd prefer to avoid them altogether," she muttered.
IC Kotak/Sentinel:
..............
"Haven't got one." He closed the door.
IC: Isaer
Isaer caught the door with his hand. "HEYHEYHEY. Look, I just need to speak to somebody in there."
IC Iok
Scurry scurry scurry scurry plop. Shuffle. Scurry scurry scurry
Get... Away...
From the rumors he had heard, Ko was a very bad place to be if you were a Matoran whose only real ability was knowing how to kill Rahkshi. So, he had to run through the snow as fast as he could, away from the city, out to the endless wastes of snow.
IC Kotak/Sentinel:
"It's only me. And I'm inside. So talk quickly."
IC: Isaer
"A head named Crab pass through here?"
IC Kotak:
"Big, sorta Skakdi looking thing? Claws?"
IC: Isaer
"That's him," Isaer said, grinning under his buff.
IC Kotak:
"Check the edge of the cliff. Last I saw he was headed to toss himself off it."
IC: Isaer
One of Isaer's eyebrows raised. "He wanted to kill himself? ######, I was hoping I could stab him myself. Do you think I could catch him in time?"
IC Kotak:
He shrugged, "Maybe if you go look instead of talking to me."
He made to close the door again.
IC: Isaer
This time he let the door close, and headed for the break.
IC: Arcturia
IC:
"Avoidance is a transient relief," I say. "Elimination, confrontation ... these offer more permanent solutions."
-Void
IC: Celphrithia, Dravennica, and Shredder - Ko-Koro (Sanctum Steps)
"What about... Agrona? Is she... not inside... The Sanctum...?" Dravennica inquired.
A quiet groan could be heard as it escaped the Onu-Toa's mouth, but otherwise she remained motionless.
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OOC: Interacting with Hatter.
IC (As Kudiha): The matoran of plasma shivered in the howling winds of Ko-Wahi as he trudged through the snow, struggling to keep his footing. "Wish I was a Ko-Matoran now..." The plasma matoran growled as his Parakuku, Su dug itself tighter into his neck. "Who is that over there..." Su was beckoning the matoran to attack him. Kudiha followed the toa closely, struggling to keep himself from swining his weapon at Hatter.
IC: Agrona - Ko-Koro - The Citadel
Agrona let out a 'hm' and spoke, "The question is if we give it all out now, or save some of it to reward those that help us," she seemed to ponder this for a moment before continuing, "I suggest we give half, and keep half. Both for our own uses which need funds and to encourage... desirable behavior from the city's new citizens."
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IC (Rorg)
I nod once, in agreement with Agrona's suggestion. The others seem to be in agreement as well, so I turn, slow but sure, and walk towards the door. This meeting has concluded.
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IC: Veteran - Obsidian Outpost.
He'd forgotten how boring it was in the outpost with nothing to do. "What did our visitor want?" He called out to Kotak as he rifled through the kitchen, looking for something to eat.
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IC: Dayeth - Outside Sanctum.
"Agrona's probably busy in the citadel," Dayeth pointed out, "but there has to be other healers somewhere in this city."
IC: Isaer
There. In the lava. A small claw poked out of the lava, charred and burned. It grasped desperately. Isaer raised his Patero Launcher, loading a Stralix capsule into it. Isaer took aim, and stopped breathing for a second. "See you in Karzahni you dumb crab." The Vo-Toa fired, the Stralix Capsule smashing into Crab's claw, and exploding, making lava shoot up into the air. Isaer was fine, as he was way higher up. He spun his patero launcher, and put it back into his holster, walking off with a massive grin on his face. His enemy was finally dead.
OOC: Crab OFFICIALLY killed. Rest in piece Crabsticks.
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IC: Khil'rayu (Ko-Koro)
"Who are you, then?" I ask, leaning away from Xaru'Ka and the rapidly retreating Mortem to address this Toa with a less than optimal colour scheme. My crimson Skakdi eyes gleam.
IC: Ayar (Obsidian)
"I think there's some nuts or something in the corner cupboard," Ayar said, poking her head around the door to speak to Veteran.
IC Sentinel:
Kotak shrugged, "Wanted to find that Crab thing from earlier. Told him I'd last seen him running to the Break."
he heard a small thump from the explosion, and peered outside with his Akaku.
"Guess they weren't friends."
IC: Veteran - Obsidian Outpost.
"Dunno how anyone coulda liked that thing," he muttered.
IC Sharky
♫♪Ninety nine legacy plots on the wall, ninety nine legacy plots!♫♪
♫♪Take one down, pass it around♫♪
♫♪Ninety eight legacy plots on the wall!♫♪
OOC: Ryza and Kelz from Po-Wahi.
IC: Kelz and Ryza - Ko-Wahi Shoreline.
Finding a cove sheltered from the biting winds of Ko-Wahi was no easy task, but eventually Kelz managed it. Leaving the ship in his and the crew's hands, Ryza began the slow, lonely trek towards Ko-Koro.