BZPRPG: Onu-Wahi

IC: Pirok, Incommodo, Commodum & NikarraShortly after sitting down at the bar, Nikarra fell off her chair and whacked her head on the ground. "Ugh..."Pirok helped her up, then half walked, half dragged her to a seat that was nailed to the wall, so she wouldn't fall off it. "There you are.""Thanks." She giggled.Incommodo turned in shock. "Did she just giggle?""I think she did." Commodum nodded. "It doesn't really suit her.""She's practically a different person!""Not true. She's the same person, but with alcohol clouding up her mind."

IC: Dahlia, Onu Koro TunnelA voice drifted back to her through the rubble, and it wasn't Cysero. "Amorian! Thank Mata Nui! Cysero, it's Amor!" She leaned heavily on her Kolhii stick, realizing suddenly how relieved she was that she didn't have to go through with this excavation alone. "Amor, Cysero is buried in there. Near the lower left. I guess he'd be on your lower right. He can't stay there forever, we need to get him out. Do you have light on your side, Amor?"And then to Cysero, "Cysero, I know you don't have a sky-full of air, but I need you to talk to me so I know where to start digging. Can you do that for me?"

IC: Dahlia"We don't need a rescue team, we need to all get out of here before more of the tunnel collapses. My side of the wall is mostly dirt, with a bit if rafters stuck in it. It shouldn't be too hard to dig through. Amor, what does your side look like?"

IC: Sinina & Onyx, Onu-Koro/CatacombsSinina slipped away from the Onu-Koroian crowds, staying to back-alleys and rooftops as she made her way to the very edge of the town. walking into a small, badly conditioned tunnel, she followed it for a few minutes before coming upon a black, square-shaped void. The doorway to the catacombs. Making a peculiar screech, she waited a few seconds, a smile creeping across her face when an identical sound reverabated in the darkness. Stepping foward, she began the descent. In a couple hours, she reached the throne-room. Onyx remained perfectly still as she entered the cavern. "I have a name." She said quietly, kneeling to him as she spoke. "Wesnoth."

IC: Pirok & Nikarra"I'd kinda prefer it if you didn't giggle. It's sorta disturbing and unlike you.""Why?" Nikarra had started behaving strangely childishly.

IC: Rahin"I believe he just explained it, didn't he lass?" Rahin commented, taking a sip of his drink.

IC: Cysero (Tunnel, Onu-Wahi)"So, uh...just talk whenever?"-Teezy

IC: Pantak traveled into Onu-Koro. He had come from Po-Koro, but had to leave after he had worn out his welcome. He walked through the village, looking for someone to rob.OOC: Open to interaction with anyone.

OOC:Alright, my explanation for this is the quirky RPG time. All Rahin posts took place pre-cave in.IC: RahinRahin was about to take another sip, when he felt the ground shudder. He hadived in Onu-Koro long enough to know that it indicated a collapse of some kind. He kept off his stool, and moved toward it as fast as he could.He arrived a matter of minutes after Amorian, and quickly guessed the situation. "Karzahni."

IC: Dahlia"Cysero!" Dahlia reached down with her Kolhii stick, using the scooped end, and lifted away a pile of rubble from where it sounded like his voice was coming from. "I'm removing more dirt. Can you feel anything being removed?" Dahlia remembered being buried in sand on a beach a long time ago, and she could feel any ounce of sand her friends had added or removed. She wondered if this was the same.

IC: Cysero (Tunnel, Onu-Wahi)"Yeah," he said, opening his eyes. "Slow, steady trickle of dirt along my right pectoral. I'd say that you're digging no more than a foot--"The Kolhii player's hypothesis was cut off by the sound of wood sliding as a sharpened plank from the tunnel fell, threatening to impale him. Cysero managed to move his left shoulder about a quarter of an inch, sending a large avalanche of dirt onto his chest. It constricted his breathing, but, at the very least, it stopped him from being impaled."A foot away," he finished, eyes wide.-Teezy

IC-Raxa:"You didn't tell me." Raxa's angered face appeared to the elderly Turaga, his friend and mentor. "You never told me that any of this would happen...but you knew." His hands kept twitching towards his knives, though he attempted to stay them."You never needed to know," the Turaga said, a leprous hand reaching out from his robes. "You needed to be strong. You were weak-but I have built you up into what you need to be, in order to do what you need to do." The Turaga stayed on his chair-he hadn't strayed from it in many weeks. He had been sitting, and thinking...and planning."You wanted me to be strong?" Raxa growled. "If you'd wanted me to be strong, you wouldn't have sent me off to join NEX. You wouldn't have sent me to these people, who I'm considering friends, for me just to learn one of them may have to eventually be killed, if only to protect all the others." He drew a knife, looking at it closely, the inscription almost seeming to burn with a silver fire."And yet...you are strong enough to do what is needed," the Turaga said. "You are strong enough to fight, now...to fight...and to rule. You could go out and reclaim what is ours...you could become what you are meant to be..." his eyes narrowed slightly as Raxa shook his head."That...is what you want," Raxa said, averting his eyes slightly. "Not what I want. I want no part of this." Raxa growled, throwing his knife in a sudden rage. His mentor and father had just opened his mouth to speak...and the knife stuck its way in, pinning the Turaga's head to the back of the chair.Raxa stared impassively as his father loosed his final breath, eyes and heartlight dimming to black. Disgustedly, Raxa retrieved his knife. He grabbed an edge of his father's robes, using the priceless substance as a mundane rag to clean off his blade. He then sheathed the weapon, stalking out of the house and back to Ga-Wahi.

IC: Nikarra & Pirok"He's my boyfriend. I can ignore him if I want." At this point, Nikarra was lying across the seat, and pawing at something invisible supposedly resting above her head."No, you can ign- Wait, what? When did this happen?"Nikarra paused and thought. "A few seconds ago.""Look, I'm not really sure I fit the specifications here...""Of course you do. You're a boy who is my friend, we are attracted to eachother-""I said nothing to that effect.""We kissed-""That meant nothing.""And you're the only guy here who's sane. And I'm becoming jealous of my brother, which is weird.""Yeah, that's true, but you're drunk and you aren't thinking strai-"Nikarra grabbed Pirok and kissed him. "Now shut up."OOC: Vorex: Setting up relationships between characters completely unsuited to eachother since 2012. http://www.bzpower.com/board/public/style_emoticons/default/cool.png

IC: Fidelas, Viroki, Kurot and IhreyViroki stood in front of The Unfortunate Fikou, waiting patiently for the opportune moment to step inside. She had just seen Kurot enter, and now she just had to wait for the right time so that it didn't appear as though she'd been deliberately following her old partner. She looked down at Fidelas who was merely staring dead ahead, his face expressionless and his eyes as dead as ever. Perhaps more so since he had nearly killed himself back in Ta-Koro. It was strange, though. He was being quiet, but moreso than usual. He seemed reluctant to talk and when he did so, there was less praise for Viroki's decisions. Something was bothering the Matoran, and the Skakdi didn't like it.Drawing a deep breath, she composed herself and stepped inside, ready to convince Kurot that it was time to bring the old gang back together, now with a fresh reason that had little chance of failing. She opened the door and stepped inside, not quite expecting the site of the drunken rabble slipping and sliding all over the place."What in the name of the Great Beings is this?" she gasped, looking around. She spotted Kurot looking awkwardly around, standing guard over a passed out Ihrey. So Ihrey was here too, then? Although in her current condition she was of no use to Viroki. Perhaps in the morning. She fixed her frown and looked cheerily over to the Vortixx she knew so well, who was looking at her with a mixture of disapproval and astonishment. "Not a bad time, is it?""It's always a bad time, Viroki," Kurot frowned. "I couldn't interest you in a drink, could I?"Viroki quickly declined.

IC: Tehlin"Huh. Pirok, seriously man, how did you do that?" the Toa of Plantlife asked, impressed. And drunk.

IC: Pirok"I'm not sure. My head's really confused right now. It's kinda like being drunk, but there isn't a hangover. At least, I don't think there is..."

[in Character][Amorian][Onu Wahi Tunnel]"About the same. Should I join the digging? Where exactly is he?" Amorian yelled.

IC: Onyx, Catacombs "Hmmm... he was among the suspected." The Crime Lord of Onu-Wahi said, no movement, including breathing, visible beneath his massive suit of black and blue armor. "There is something else." Sinina said, making direct eye contact. She was among the few allowed to do so. "I met Reichenbach. And I watched as he took his own life. However, it did not end there. Another being stopped me from destroying or even touching his corpse." Onyx remained silent longer than usual when she finsihed speaking. Finally, his gravelly voice filled the silent room. "Reichen was a madman. His plan no doubt fell to peices, and his sense of honor led him to take his own life. This is both joyous and terrible news. I have outlived one more opponent, but others will soon take his place."OOC: Vorex, please don't have Reich's clone pop-up out of nowhere. The catacombs take hours to navigate, and no one save the ones Onyx has taught could possibly find their way through the multiple-mile long earthen maze.

IC: [Arkrak]"Hey Incommodo, that was unexpected."

IC: Dahlia"Cysero, what happened?" Dahlia demanded. There was a shifting in the rubble that definitely wasn't from her digging. She feared more avalanching. "Amor, start digging on the lower righthand side of your side. But be careful!"

IC: Cysero (Tunnel, Onu-Wahi)"I came about three inches away from being a Cys-kebab," he replied with a grin. "Get it, Dahlia? Cys-kebab?"-Teezy

IC: Incommodo"Indeed. I think the shock I received from watching my sister kiss a guy who was once my closest friend has cleared my alcohol-clouded mind." Incommodo said calmly.He then burped. "Nope, I'm still drunk. Yay..."

IC: [Arkrak]"What's it like having a sister?"

IC: Incommodo"Weird. Imagine seeing a girl and recognising that she's hot, but you are under no condition allowed to hit on her."IC: NikarraNikarra tried to find something to throw at Incommodo, but there wasn't anything good enough nearby. She noticed that Pirok was now lying unconscious on the floor.

IC: [Arkrak]"I see."

IC: Nikarra"Could you two stop discussing me? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. I'M *hic* TAKEN." Nikarra shouted, although it was getting difficult to speak. With a sigh of resignation, she grabbed Pirok and dragged him up to her room, throwing him in, before walking in herself and shutting and locking the door.

IC: [Arkrak]"Sad face."

IC: Commodum & Incommodo"I wonder what's going on in there?" Commodum pondered.Incommodo seemed to think over it for a few seconds himself, then shuddered. "Thankyou, Com, for that wonderful piece of NIGHTMARE FUEL."

IC: [Arkrak]"Unless you have a fetish for that type of thing."

IC: Commodum"I think that's just a little too far."

IC: [Arkrak]"Still doesn't cross the line though."

IC: Incommodo"Arkrak, think of this like a vertical line. Now, right at the top, we have normal. Now, the floor is the bottom. Fifty feet under the floor is this. The line is in the middle. This DEFINITELY crosses the line."

IC: [Arkrak]"Sorry Inc, but to me, the line still hasn't been crossed. Because we have a basement."

IC: Commodum & Incommodo"He's right. There is a basement.""Yes, but you are talking about my sister."

IC: [Arkrak]"Who I consider incredibly attractive. Having this opinion will also prevent your friend from beating me up, for it is perfectly fine for one to admire the beauty of someone's girlfriend, and tell them that they are the luckiest son of a Rahkshi in the world for having such an attractive girlfriend."He paused for a moment."Besides, by disagreeing with me, the Red Guy will be beaten up in an incredibly horrible way."OOC: Please note that he is still drunk.

IC: Incommodo & CommodumIncommodo glared at Arkrak for a few seconds, and his eyes seemed to flicker, changing red for around a second."What was that?" Commodum asked, referring to the temporarily-red-eyes.

IC: [Arkrak]"He has dissociative identity disorder."

IC: Incommodo"No I don't. I'm fine." Incommodo growled. His eyes had become a purplish colour. They then flicked back to blue, and he sat down. "See? Absolutely fine. Nothing at all wrong. No mental suggestions of killing you slowly and painfully, enjoying your cries of pain..." The last sentence was spoken slowly, and he seemed to enjoy every word of it, as was indicated by his eyes once again becoming purple. "Nope, nothing like that. Absolutely fine."

OOC: If I didn't know that you didn't know about the 2010 BZPRPG, I would have been telling you to stop ripping off on Arkrak and the Harbinger.IC: [Arkrak]"You know, that isn't really normal."

OOC: I ripped off NOTHING.IC: Incommodo"It's perfectly normal, alright? I am absolutely FINE." Incommodo knew fully well that he was not, in fact, fine, especially after the glass he had picked up smashed to pieces due to the force with which he gripped it.