BZPRPG: Ga-Wahi

IC: NorfanI grinned. "I'm not gonna burn you. This place has seen enough burning, and I'm a Matoran of water anyway, so fire isn't my thing."

IC: Norathed:"Lies!" The Dragon/Mystix screeched, "False-truths to capture and kill!"

IC: Norfan"Settle down" I said, making my tone as soothing as possible. "I'm not gonna do anything to you. Just let me help."

IC: Norathed:Norathed stopped ranting for a moment, "Hrg, Fine-yes."

IC: NorfanI planned my feet, reached into the hole with both hands, and pulled the creature out, barely avoiding falling.

OOC: Norathed is the size of a Matoran. Not sure if that's considered 'small' or not...IC: Norathed:Norathed crawled along a tree branch that he had grabbed with his front claws when he pulled out of the tree, checking his scaled hide in case of any damage.

IC - Decaia - Ga-Koro: "You've seen how easy it is to stir up the Matoran; all it takes is a shred of evidence, an empowering speech, and some good acting, and they'll turn on the first person you show them."That, Decaia thought darkly. is precisely what I'm worried about... Well, no matter..."You make a strong case," he said simply, relenting at last as he realized the pointlessness in pushing the subject any further. "Though, like our gardener, I must ask again what our next course of action is... The Mark Bearers are gone, as are the others... Do we return to Hahli, find some way to make her... disappear... or do we move on, and find another outlet of trouble for us to plug?"

IC: Norfan"You okay?"

IC: Norathed:"Norathed is fine-good," The dragon-Mystix hissed.

IC: [Lux Saran] - DocksAs the two approached the docks, a small boat was visible, moored onto the wooden structure, with a rather surly looking Ko-Matoran standing next to it."Excuse me?" he called out, waving to get the Matoran's attention, "Would you mind giving us a lift to Po-Koro?"The Ko-Matoran looked up, half-glaring at the duo, "You got widgets?""Yeah...""Po-Koro is is, then."-Void

IC: Norfan"Glad to hear it. You trust me now?"

IC: Norathed:"Maybe."

IC: Norfan"What happened to you in the past that made you like this toward my kind?"

IC: Norathed:The dragon-mystix sniffed indigently, "Hominids hunt-kill since hatch-birth. None my-kind left, Hominids fault."

IC: Norfan"I'm sorry." I paused. "what are you, anyway?"

IC (Greed)The Toa of Air smiled, looking as though he had a secret that he couldn't wait to spill."It's simple, really. Have any of you heard of the prohecy?"There was silence for a moment, as he paused for a beat."There are rumours here and there of a second prophecy, like the one that called the First Toa to be. I doubt many even know its words, but hope has been kindled in every Matoran's heart that a new team of Toa will rise and defend them."What did the First Toa do? They delivered the villages from Rahi, and then descended into the Kini Nui, never to be seen again." Greed's eyes glittered. "There is so much more opportunity for heroics than they ever had. Rogue Toa threaten the peace; creatures like the Mark Bearers roam, doing what they like. If we silence these threats in the name of the Matoran, in the name of Mata Nui, then they will make the connection by themselves. They want heroes so badly that they will race to place us in legends and tales. The slight hope of a team of trustworthy Toa, dedicated to the Matoran alone, will kindle their loyalty."All we must do is be heroes. Play at heroics. Prove to the Matoran that we are the successors to the legendary First Toa, and that we will stop at nothing to protect them. They will throw themselves at our feet."

IC: Norathed:"No-know, ask Aclaraung, when he returns-back."

IC: Norfan"Aclaraung?"

IC - Decaia - Ga-Koro: "So the key to our empowerment is simple cleansing of the streets..." Decaia summarized, rubbing his chin in thought. He was silent for a moment, nodding slightly as he considered this. "I see; that certainly changes things... makes me more willing to cooperate, certainly... But it still would require actual public appearances by us, would it not? Actual actions to sell the illusion... Troubling..."He sighed, walking to the edge of the lily pad. He took a deep breath, turning around. Decaia seemed almost unrecognizable: his posture had straightened somewhat, causing him to appear taller; he lowered his hood, his expression changing, becoming shockingly serious while also exhibiting a cockiness that was completely foreign to him. The Toa of Water's eyes glowed brightly, expressing some innate confidence, as if he knew that nothing could defeat him."Well, no matter," he said, his tone changing to match his shifted emotions. It resounded like a strong chord, barely resembling the droll expressions of his words from even a moment ago. "If it's heroes these Matoran want, then let's let them have 'em."He waited a moment, and then relaxed, a soft smirk spreading across his face as he reverted to his normal stature, pulling his hood back over his head. "Funny how much of an effect posture and emotional expression can have on your image... Well, no matter. I'm going to find a powerless Kanohi to hide this one behind..." He tapped his Faxon-shaped Mask of Sloth. "... and then I'll get to work. Et toi, mes amis?"

IC: [The Second]Despite having incredibly noticeable and long posts involving her, nobody had actually managed to try and interact with our heroic Ga-Matoran artist, who was still sitting on top of the gates to Ga-Koro and staring at the beautiful horizon. It was rather mesmerising, with the waves pulling back and rolling over onto the sands of the golden beach.It would also be a good thing to paint.Alas, she had no paints at the current moment, so all she could truly do was stare.OOC: Open for interaction.

IC: Norathed:The dragon-mystix bobbed his head, "Yes. Bigger-me, louder-me, redder-me."

IC: NorfanNorfan grinned. "So I guess, given the situation, that you don't wanna go back to my town." Norfan frowned. "Probably a good thing too. Some kinda witch hunt is going on."OOC: It, I'm kinda tied up now. Otherwise I'd interact.

IC: Norathed:"Which-hunt?"

IC: "They're hunting down these people called mark bearers and exiling them. I'd hate to think what they'd do to you."

IC: Norathed:"Norathed No Bear-mark"

IC: "Still. They're going after not normals."

IC: Norathed:The dragon-mystix made a sound similar to scoffing, "Norathed know-how to deal with Hominids."

IC: NorfanI grinned. "Well, there's a new Toa team in town, and they're kinda... Strict."

IC: Norathed:"Why not-no listen-hear them?"

IC: "Why don't I listen to them? Well, they're new, they exiled some other Toa, and now the mark bearers..."

IC: Norathed:"Norathed no-not care for Hominid squabbles-fights."

IC: Norfan"Neither do I. But sometimes you can't avoid em."

IC: Norathed:The dragon-mystix simply hissed in disdain. He was more focused on what seemed to be a familiar scent...

IC-Aclaraung:"Young Norathed. You appear to be making friends," Aclaraung said, stepping out from the trees. "It seems you've also managed to wake up. Good job."

IC: Jikal"Emotia, for me, it isn't that simple." Jikal sighed, finally looking at Emotia. "You'll be able to go back. Once your Mark is gone, you and Tillian will go back to Ga-Koro, almost as if nothing ever happened.""I can't go home." A look of pain appeared in his eyes, as the memories he spoke of fought to the forefront of his mind and refused to leave. "When I received my Mark, I ran into my best friend. He was terrified, terrified of the glow in my eyes and the Mark on my shoulder.""I didn't understand any more than he, my mind still recovering from whatever they used to drug us. He attacked out of fear, and I... I didn't know my strength. I raised my send to defend myself, and the next thing I heard was the sickening crack as he hit the ground....."He looked down again, and he seemed even more empty than he did before the story. Before he broke eye contact, Emotia might have seen the small glint of light reflected in the water welling in his eyes. "Even if my Mark is removed, it won't matter. The things I've done, the things my body has done.... There is nothing waiting for me after death except the Pits of Karzahni."

IC: Hakilve"I'm just lovin' all the helpful around these day, huh?" Hakilve whisped to the Po-Matoran on his shoulders, loud enough for the Ko-Matoran to hear. The Po-Toa took a long hard look at the boat, and getting over his Toa of Stone fear of water, stepped in. Hakilove set Lux down, and took a seat as far away from the sides of the boat as he could.

IC: DyzaeraGetting no answer, she flew back to the koro. She was tired, and needed someplace to rest.IC: ZaeronZaeron looked around at Ga-Koro. "So, why are we here?"

IC: Jikal"Arekule opened the door." Jikal agreed. "But blaming it all on him isn't right.""If a man get drunk, goes home, and kills people, you don't blame the alcohol."

IC (Revor):Revor walked into the village, when he noticed the destruction from the battle. Apparently, this was not the best place to be now. Well, he was new to this world, and decided he would explore. He then walked off into a random direction, unknowing of where he would go.OOC: Revor to Ko-Wahi

IC: Norathed:The younger dragon-mystix bobbed his head before pointing at Norfan with his tail, "Questions she-Hominid has."