BZPRPG: Kumu Islets

IC: Even if he had been seated in a position where the Skakdi's mouth could reach him, such an attack would have proven ineffective against Baruk's armor. As it was, Vile only found himself snapping at empty air. Baruk sighed. "Don't go down easy, do you?" He slid his blade from its scabbard and slammed the pommel into the Skakdi's temple, putting the full strength of his Pakari into the blow and coupling it with an increase in gravity on the sword. Vile would be lucky to even survive such a blow.

IC: (Durzan/Xa-Koro Docks)As Durzan watched the explosives get hauled onto the ferry, he couldn't help but smile. Those bombs would be very useful for blowing the 'Island Liberation Squad' into smithereens. Dumb as he was, he felt something was happening. That something, although he could barely comprehend it, was upcoming war. As sooner or later, the ILS and followers of Makuta would do battle. It would be a battle of such huge size that it would be talked about for years.But the most pressing thing on Durzan's mind was the heat. By Makuta, the heat. The hot, humid jungle air surrounded him in a wall of heat. It was so hot, in fact, that he had to take off his armor and put on a pair of robes. With his backpack full of armor, he chugged onto a nearby ferry. Taking a seat on a bench, he figured out what to do after he returned to Po-Wahi. With the explosives safely with Haitol, he had little to do except guard duty and banditry. So instead of those things, he felt that it was an excellent idea to find the Makuta servants in Po-Wahi's mountains.What a glorious idea.OOC: Durzan to Po-Wahi.

Ic: The Peer entered the bunker with a casual flair and instantly apprached Brykon, who was occupied monitoring a datapad. "Brykon," he said in his soft, cultured voice, "a word with you outside?"The request was a curious one and while gently given, it bore with it a certain authority Brykon could not refuse. He set the pad down and followed the Peer up the ladder and entered the ashen ground zero of Xa-Koro. He closed the door after himself and walked with the silent Peer as he strode away from the bunker, out of earshot of the other mercenaries if they decided to peek up."There are some criminals here who have recently been branded with bounties," the Peer said. Brykon nodded; he had seem then pop up on his pad moments earlier. "You and your team were placed here to be saviors of sorts." He placed a hand on Brykon's thick wrist. "Go and live up to expectations. Dead or alive, it doesn't matter, but find the criminals and gain a name for yourself. We'll need it.""I will. Alone?" Brykon asked at the last moment."Yes. Oh, and one more thing: Another peer will be joining us soon. Have even greater respect for her than to me, please. She will become your handler when she arrives."Brykon only nodded in understanding before the Peer walked away, leaving Brykon with an immediate directive. He quickly ran away to find the criminals in question.Ooc: Bwahaha. Now I'm getting into this chase.

OOC: He's in the water, SWIMMING? Sorry for just posting a song, but your last post didn't really make sense as he was in the water on his back.Psyzhran continued to sing as Dorum lunged at him."How does it feelHow does it feelTo be without a homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stone ?"IC: VileDING! If this had been a boxing match, Vile would have been KO'd, a bell would have run, and Baruk would have been the victor.

OOC: Actually, it makes perfect sense. Why can't Dorum lunge at Psyzhran if he's in the water?IC: DorumDorum continued to lunge with the dagger pointed at his target's heart.

OOC: That would be more of a stab than a lungeIC: Psyzhran dived into the water, continuing to sing. Then he hit his head on an iceberg. He surfaced, far away from dorum, and started singing "Do you believe in magic" while shooting ice from his mace, seeing it as bubbles and rainbows.OOC: Who was the singer for the original version of "Do you believe in magic"?

IC: "That's better," Baruk told Vile's limp form. He stood, sheathing his sword. With a wave of his hand, he raised the unconscious Skakdi a few feet in the air and was about to head out to find Greed when something on the floor caught his eye. It was the Skakdi's weapon, the likes of which he had never seen. Certainly it hadn't been made on Mata Nui; he had never heard of any Matoran who could create such a thing. Intrigued, he picked it up. Certainly the Skakdi wouldn't be needing it anymore. Still examining the weapon, he pushed the floating Skakdi out of the room and then the bar - or what was left of the bar, anyway.He stepped outside in time to hear the conclusion of Greed's little speech. "Bring them to me alive or dead," cried the Le-Toa, "And you will be rewarded!""Hey Ketan," Baruk called. "Oops, sorry, I mean Greed. This guy's alive. Do I get a reward?"

OOC: ...I'm just going to assume Psyzhran was hit by those madu cabolo, as, again, nothing was said against it.IC: Ta drew another madu cabolo and threw it at the swimming toa. Then he dived again, swimming in the rough direction the backstroke was taking the guy. The berserker's rage had not fully peaked; with seven minutes of activation time left and an enemy not downed yet, he was more than willing to use his last three fruit and longsword to kill the Ko-Toa.

IC: PsyzhranThe Madu Cabolo hit Psyzhran on the head and the explosion jarred him. For some reason he survived, and he immediately turned into a Michael Jackson-like singer, got on an iceberg, and started singing Billy Jean.IC: VileVile was talking in his sleep.Dies iræ! Dies illaSolvet sæclum in favilla:Teste David cum Sibylla... (etc)

IC: Ta popped up from the water to find the Ko-Toa gone. The berserker looked about, then caught the iceberg in the corner of his eye and the dancing toa atop it. He silently kicked to the ice structure.Grabbing on on with one hand, the dark titan unsheathed his sword silently. Then he flew from the water and swung in an attempt to decapitate his foe from behind.

IC: PsyzhranPsyzhran was in mid jump when the sword hit him. It made a gash in his side as he gurgled and fell onto the ground in pain. his heartlight went out... but it flared back to life as he suddenly sprang up and started doing the thriller danceOOC: I know I have a weird sense of humor

OOC: This is my sense of humor, then.Wrath-style.IC: Ta roared. The prey was scorched, hacked, and with a weakly beating heartlight. And yet it lived on to dance! Determination was something the berserker always liked in a foe, but insistence in ignoring an opponent was not.So Ta decided to make his presence impossible to ignore.First, he spun the toa around with one hand and closed that hand into a fist. The index and middle fingers yet protruded in a position often used in slapstick street performances to comically poke eyes. This was exactly what Ta did to his foe in the microseconds after he spun him around. The only difference with this finger-poke was that his were clawed and moving at such speed that they would ram straight through the eyeballs on contact.Next, he blurred to reform with sword held back in both hands and swung it down and up. This movement mimicked the stance used by matoran kolhii-players to hit flying spheres with their staffs. But this 'staff' would find a stop in the groin of the performer.Ta rounded out the show by sheathing his sword and hugging his enemy in the microseconds after his last two attacks. His arms wrapped around the dancer's throat in a movement parodying the joyful grasp of a significant other as they tried to snap his neck.OOC: He's battered, probably without any power left, bleeding, and DANCING. I don't see how he can avoid any of that Parakuka-powered combo.O, and fyi: It is possible to survive a neck-snap. So don't think being unable to evade it means death.

IC: PsyzhranThe parakuka combo attack triggered yet another personality split, and he turned into the MU equivalent of Justin Bieber. Blind, battered in the groin, and being choked, his last words were as such:If I was your boyfriend, never let you goKeep you on my arm girl, you'd never be aloneI can be a gentleman, anything you wantIf I was your boyfriend, I'd never let you go, I'd never let you go...OOC: You can kill him in your next post

IC: Ta roared again. His foe was enfeebled, finally succumbing to his wounds. All left was for him to deal a coup de grace.The berserker grabbed the Ko-Toa and straddled his hips. He ignored the last whines of breath escaping the Tryna's lips, the desperate gasps for air. He only drew his sword and drove it into his prey's chest.Ta flicked his sword free of any red. He sheathed it again automatically. Then he grabbed the body and started swimming back.

IC: PurgatoryPurgatory watched as the other Parakuka user finished of the Ko-Toa, Purgatory clapped his hands together madly. "So its a happy ending after all!" he laughed. Out of the corner of his eye he saw what was left of Zonkan's fried body lying in a heap and smoking on the ground. Purgatory grabbed onto Zonkan's charred body and began to drag him towards the Le-Toa who had made the speech a few minutes ago. "I know that this piece of trash wasn't listed, but still he was one of the ones causing the destruction of this fine city, and I took him out, I too would like a reward." he said as he threw Zonkan at Greed's feet.

IC: VileVile woke up and started singing This is the song that doesn't end. Yes, it goes on and on my friend. Some people started singing it not knowing what it was, And they'll continue singing it forever just because... This is the song that doesn't end. Yes, it goes on and on my friend. Some people started singing it not knowing what it was, And they'll continue singing it forever just because, Etc.

IC: DorumDorum swam behind Ta and walked up to Purg when he reached the shore. "That was fun," he cackled.

IC: KynaeraLate morningDocks, Xa-KoroKynaera's gait as she walked toward the Toa of Ice's killer was smooth but robotic. She paused, hands crossed over her chest as the Toa of Fire pulled the limp body from the surf. Her thanks extended only as far as a nod."You are...?"

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OOC: He's actually a former toa of Plasma. But that's a decently accurate guess based on color scheme, so it's k.IC: "You may call me 'Ta'," The berserker rasped back without looking at the questioning toa. The red have left his vision now and the pain had returned to being a controlled fire in his limbs. The activation had ended.Walking on without so much as a glance in any of the speakers' direction, he headed for the Le-Toa. The excited murmurs of a growing crowd told him that this one had issued a bounty on the corpse. He would cash in and retreat.

IC (Greed)Greed watched as the crowd dispersed, full of angry citzens, mercenaries, and criminals, all eager to make a widget, even if it meant killing someone. Defending their home was probably a minor point in comparison to the promise of a reward.The Toa of Air didn't want to give out rewards. He hated parting with anything of his. But there was a system of value in Greed's mind that made certain things more valuable than others. Power, for instance, trumped money. He would give away everything he had for power, even though some might say that wasn't particularly greedy of him, now was it? In the same way, secrecy was important now, as was revenge. The Toa of Ice and his scum compatriots had dared to spy on and attack him, and they would pay the price. There was little more satisfying than the knowledge that they would all eventually meet an untimely and hopefully painful demise.His thoughts were interrupted by Baruk, who walked up and dropped an unconscious Skakdi at his feet. "Hey Ketan," he said. "Oops, sorry, I mean Greed. This guy's alive. Do I get a reward?"Greed looked at him for a long moment. "You're probably going to spend that money on food, aren't you?"Baruk nodded."Is that Skakdi still alive?"Baruk nodded."Wait until he wakes up, then eat him alive. If that's too much, even for your gluttony, I'll buy you a meal when we get out of Xa-Koro."Before Baruk could answer, another being walked up to Greed, carrying a mangled, smoking corpse."I know that this piece of trash wasn't listed, but still he was one of the ones causing the destruction of this fine city, and I took him out, I too would like a reward," the man said as he threw the corpse at Greed's feet."I don't give rewards for good deeds," Greed replied with a smile. "You will have to be satisfied with the knowledge that you have cleansed this city of some of the scum that polluted it."Before Purgatory could answer, another Toa walked up to Greed, carrying a mutilated body. This Toa of Fire? Plasma? had no expression on his face, but the corpse he carried had been so violently assaulted that Greed imagined the perpetrator could be quite... angry when the situation called for it."Well done," Greed said to the Toa, who stood before him silently. "You have defended the city from this filth. May I ask your name?"

IC: VileVile had already woken up... And he kept on signingThis is the song that doesn't end. Yes, it goes on and on my friend. Some people started singing it not knowing what it was, And they'll continue singing it forever just because this is the song that doesn't end. Yes, it goes on and on my friend. Some people started singing it not knowing what it was, And they'll continue singing it forever just because this is the song that doesn't end. Yes, it goes on and on my friend. Some people started singing it not knowing what it was, And they'll continue singing it forever just because this is the song that doesn't end. Yes, it goes on and on my friend. Some people started singing it not knowing what it was, And they'll continue singing it forever just because...

IC (Greed)Greed looked down in distaste at the Skakdi. He hadn't stood up or even moved, but just lay there, singing. Obviously out of his mind.If Greed were merciful, he would kill the Skakdi right now, and put him out of his misery. If Greed were kind, he would forgive the lunatic and let him go. If Greed were either of these things, Vile's story might have ended more happily than it was about to.Because Greed was not merciful. Greed was not kind. He might pretend to be these things, but he wasn't.Taking out his scythe, Greed spun it a few times, spinning a web of silver in the clear air. Then, striking as swiftly as a snake, he thrust the scythe down, the razor-sharp tip falling like a meteor into Vile's chest.

IC: VileCHOMP! Vile bolted up, caught Greed's scythe in his mouth, and pounced. He was hungry, and he was going to devour the first thing he saw, which was Greed.OOC: Would snapping the blade off be autohitting?

IC: PurgatoryPurgatory shrugged, "Thought as much." he said deciding to leave the corpse there, it was no longer his concern. He watched as the Skakdi Vile awoke and began to sing a very grating song. Then the Skakdi bit Greed's scythe before it was buried into his chest. Purgatory had enough of these insane Skakdi, honestly they were making his species look bad. He brandished his double-blades sword, and lashed out, trying to skewer Vile through his back. "Die FILTH!" he yelled.

IC: VileThe sword missed Vile as he had already pounced for greed, attempting to devour him alive.

IC: PurgatoryOnce Purgatory saw that the sword missed, he took aim with his launcher and fired an explosive sphere at Vile.

OOC: We're not giving Eyru enough time to respond, so if that zamor hits, it'll hurt him pretty bad too.IC: VileVile saw the zamor coming and attempted to drop from his pounce. Rolling onto the ground, he dashed for the bar. Picking up a bottle of beer, he started singing another song, throwing a beer bottle on the word pass.Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall, Ninety-nine bottles of beer.Take one down, pass it around, Ninety-eight bottles of beer on the wall.

OOC: Erm, how do you catch the blade of a scythe with your teeth? If the blade was being stabbed towards his chest, how on earth could Vile catch it with his teeth without his mouth being torn apart, or without the blade slicing through the back of his head?IC (Greed)The Skakdi jumped up, somehow managing to twist at the last second and catch the blade with his teeth. The scythe was razor-sharp, however, and all this did was allow the deadly metal to slice through his gums, severing the roots of his teeth and damaging his jawbone.The Skakdi howled in pain, and leaped at Greed, blood spraying everywhere, but his pounce was cut short as he saw a Zamor sphere fired on him by the Skakdi Greed had just talked to earlier. He ducked, and the sphere flew straight for Greed.The Toa of Air barely activated his Kualsi in time. The sphere was a hairbreadth from his chest when he disappeared, spinning through warp-space and appearing behind Purgatory.Looking over Purgatory's shoulder, Greed saw the bleeding Skakdi run for a nearby bar, leaving a trail of blood spattered on the pavement behind him. If he didn't stop the bleeding soon, he would bleed out and die. But the Skakdi was obviously out of his mind, for instead of paying attention to his serious mouth wound, he began to sing another song, grabbing bottles of beer as he sang.But no bar is worth its salt without a thick, strapping bartender to look after it. A Skakdi wearing an apron came up behind Vile, muscles bulging and eyes filled with rage."What do ya think yer doin' in my bar, ya filth?"Seeing his chance, the Toa of Air pulled the air away from Vile, leaving him in a vacuum that left him breathless and distracted. The vacuum around his mouth and nose contrasted with the air in his lungs created tremedous air pressure, and the air was ripped from the Skakdi's lungs, leaving him without any oxygen at all.And Greed had timed this so that Vile lost his air at the exact moment the bartender threw a tremendous punch at his head.

IC: PurgatoryPurgatory watched as Vile ran off splattering blood everywhere after his teeth and jaw had been sliced through by the scythe. He laughed, and then paid attention as his sphere was flying straight at Greed. Vile was such a moron, and now he was about to get Purgatory into another fight. But then the Toa of air activated his mask and vanished, the orb caught in his wake and vanishing too. Purgatory felt a disturbance of ozone behind him and quickly ducked just as the sphere flew over where his head had been, smashing into an already charred wall in the bar and exploding harmlessly. Purgatory got to his feet, dusting off his armor for a moment, and then watching as Greed and the bartender attacked Vile.

IC: Dorum"Oh for Karz's sake!" Dorum yelled, "just die!" He charged at Vile, yelling incoherently and brandishing his dagger.

IC: Ta dropped the corpse and drew his blade, but made no move to join the fight. He would let the others have their kill. Unless they proved so incompetent that he thought his intervention necessary, he would only watch from the shadows and wait for the Le-Toa to return.

OOC: Skakdi have bigger and stronger teeth than us? That's how he caught it?IC: VileBONK! The punch landed Vile right in the nose. In his rage, putting a hand over his now broken nose, he whacked the bartender with a beer bottle. He then threw a whole bunch at Greed, Purgatory, and Dorum, bringing the total number of beer bottles down from 94 to 78 bottles of beer on the wall. however, he hadn't noticed the vacuum around his head, and when he took a breath in preparation to sing 77 bottles of beer, he found himself with no air. Suddenly, he started seeing stars and staggering around.

IC: PurgatoryA few of the bottles hit Purgatory, smashing over his armor, and not really harming him much. He sighed and then turned to Ta. "Where did these cool dudes come from?" he said. "Nice work back there." he said. "I watched you kill that one." he said motioning to the corpse by Ta's feet.

IC: KynaeraLate morningNear Docks, Xa-KoroKynaera rolled her eyes at the Skakdi's antics and, with a lazy flick of her hand, lowered the Skakdi's gravity so he was stuck in midair and couldn't move anywhere. A foot off the ground and still within a vacuum, the Skakdi was in a very tight spot.

IC: VileIn desperation, he grabbed a few bottles up off of the higher shelf and started throwing themOOC: This is REALLY off topic, but what is that blue bar underneath your post count?

IC: KynaeraLate morningOutside bar, near Docks, Xa-KoroKynaera ducked a bottle and used her Mask of Telekinesis to shove the Skakdi into the shelves.OOC: See here.

IC: VileVile grabbed and threw more bottles and also threw a portion of the shelf that had broken off when he had slammed into it. He was now seeing a lot of stars.

IC: KynaeraLate morningOutside bar, near Docks, Xa-KoroSeveral more bottles were flung in Kynaera's direction. Some struck the floor about her, others found the walls. Thankfully, the Skakdi's aim had not been improved by his impact with the shelf. As insurance, Kynaera slammed him into the shelf again. And again. And again. She showed no signs of stopping yet.

IC: VileVile was flung again and again into the shelve. Finally, he managed to grab two more pieces of the shelf and when Kynarea sent him forward to slam him again, he timed his throw so that the velocity of the throw would be increased by his forward motion.