BZPRPG: Ta-Wahi

IC: Zyckel He turned, turning to work on the mask. Fixing the mask wouldn't take very long at all. "It shouldn't be very long until it's repaired."

IC:Haikon the turaga went to the gates of ta-koro to look around. he then went into the guard tower for a moment. then he decided to go buy some lightstones. he went to the market, and bought 10 lightstones. tucking them in his belt. he walked near the gate

IC:FivaFiva nodded and used his mask to levitate the metal plate onto the roof of the building. He then climbed up to the roof and started to weld it to the ceiling.

IC: Zyckel The Toa of Gravity removed the repaired mask from his forge, now it needed only to cool. "Good work up there Fiva!"

IC:FivaFiva bowed, not realizing that no one could see him. "Thank you, thank you." he called back to Zyck. He finished up the first plate. "Got anything else for me to do?"

IC: Zyckel "Not at the moment, no." He explained. "Unless you want to go to the nearest bar and pick up a couple drinks."

IC:Fiva"Sure! What kind for you?" Fiva asked, hopping down from the roof and onto the ground below.

IC: Zyckel "Something strong, Very strong."He recommended to the Toa of Fire. "Strongest stuff they have." He looked at the multiple holes still in his roof . And even that won't be strong enough.

IC:Fiva"Okay, be right back." Fiva called to Zyckle as he rushed off to the Lavapool Inn. "I need the strongest stuff you got, and one water." Fiva said to the attendant. He waited as the attendant got the drinks.

OOC: Thats fine Bulik, you are allowed to control them, they are NPC'sIC: The two le-matoran watched as the the onu-matoran walked away. One more ally to the list, but they needed more. Looking around, the streets were busy. Many a Toa and Matoran had walked through here, there must be one willing to fight the makuta.. OOC: its rediculous how open for interaction these two are. Toron and Vigmeq need some people. Nikaron has still not returned...need a healer for Torons leg before he can do anything..

IC(BM): The toa walked into the Charred Forest. He began to focus through his staff. "I, Black Mage, Fourth something of whatever, am no longer a Mage...I am a Crystal Toa!" The staff radiated with power as it grew a layer of blue crystal on it. The crystal started to sharpen, and focused into a sharp diamond on top of the staff. "Guess it's a spear now." The toa continued to experiment with his newfound powers. IC(Zand): There should be a book somewhere here on Makuta's symbols...ARG! If I was at the Xian Archives, this would be so much easier! He grabbed a book, by the Title of Evil Things and How to Avoid it. It was a book on what Rahi were safe and which ones weren't. Quite redundant, considering most matoran that would need to read this book wouldn't leave the village, or already knew what this would apply to. He continued searching. OOC: BM up for interaction.

IC: "I suppose there is no way that you won't investigate this, even if you have to do it on your own time?" Jaller asked."Afraid not, Sir." Agni replied. The Captain of the guard sighed and shrugged."Very well then. I give you permission to go ahead with your investigation.""Thankyou, Captain." Agni said and turned to leave. "Agni!" Jaller called out after him. The Tof of fire turned around, looking back at the captain. "Yes, sir?""Go and catch that son of a Muaka."Agni's eyes darkened. "Don't worry. I will."

IC: Zyckel The Toa of Gravity removed the repaired mask from his forge, now it needed only to cool.

OOC: ... Well, not all blacksmiths did that actually. Doing that would often tarnish the metal. Zyckel doesn't like his prized works tarnished. IC: Zyckel "Twelve widgets." The armor-smith commented.

ooc: but- the mask is made of protodermis! not metal! so it doesnt tarnish IC: Nichou took out the widgets and handed them to zyck. putting his purple, newly welded kakama on, he said "thanks, it feels great"He followed the map to the outpost. "hey! is this where those le-matoran recommended me to go to?"

OOC: ... Well, I forgot that. IC: Zyckel He turned back to his forge, starting up on another metal plate. "Where is Fiva with those drinks? I would have expected him back already."

IC: ToronToron stumbled upwards to greet this new ally. "Another brave warrior to join our worthy cause" he said, manifesting more metal for a crutch. "Oh, you may have noticed. I am Toron, Toa of Iron. Who might you be?"

IC: Kamaehu walked into Zyck's Weapons, Ara'kas following behind him. Slightly limping, he tapped on the wall slowly, hoping to get the blacksmith's attention. OOC: That's you TDC.

IC: Nichou replied, "I'm nichou, an onu-matoran carpender. not much of a warrior. so, what do you do here?"

IC: Zyckel Zyckel didn't look up from his work on the new metal plate. "Yes, can I help you in some way?" He spoke to Kamaehu.

IC:FivaFiva rushed back to Zyck's Armory. "Sorry Zyck, they ran out of the strongest and had to refill!" Fiva called as he rushed though the doorway with the drinks. "Here ya go." he said, handing Zyck the drink.

OOC: @bulik: Metallic Protodermis (what Kanohi are made from) is a metal IC (Stralix) Stralix was exhausted. He'd been working for hours. His face was blackened, his fingers singed. Pieces of broken metal containers, glowing shards of crystal, and various carbonized objects cluttered his workbench. He hadn't managed to stabilise the powders. He'd tried countless solutions. Nothing had worked. As he sat, slumped on the table, he picked up a piece of wood, burnt to charcoal, and looked at it dully. He crushed it in his hand, feeling the way it crunched and crumbled between his fingers, and the way it coated his hand - Suddenly his eyes lit up. Maybe, just maybe... He sprang to life, suddenly re-energised. He pulled over a bowl of Lightstone powder, and a crucible of Heatstone powder. Picking up another piece of charcoal, he crushed it over the bowl and mixed the soot in with the powder. He then did the same with the Heatstone powder. Then, at arm's length and with his eyes half-closed, he poured them together. They didn't explode. He then tentatively mixed them together a little. Still, nothing happened. Silently, almost daring it to fail, he went outside and threw the bowl onto the rocks. There was a flash, a bang, and fragments of bowl exploded everywhere. Stralix stood there for a few seconds, unmoving. Then, slowly, a smile crept onto his face, growing wider. "HaHA!" he laughed. "It worked! IT WORKED! YES!" He punched the air. "I did it! HAHA!" He hurried back inside and pulled off his goggles and gloves. His eyes glowed with excitement. "A powerful explosive - unusually potent - relatively safe to handle - and INCREDIBLY cheap materials - this is brilliant!"

IC: Zyckel The Toa of Gravity gladly turned from his forge, grabbing the drink from Fiva. "Thank you, I needed this."

IC: Kamaehu looked up, noticing the holes in the roof and smiled. No wonder the blacksmith was busy. "Yes. I need some armor repaired."

IC: Zyckel He nodded to the being in front of him. "Alright, just swap out your armor for one on the racks. And if you break it, you buy it." He took a large sip from his drink.

IC:Fiva"I got you five of them if you want them." Fiva offered, setting the five drinks next to Zyck. "I wasn't sure how much you like." he explained. "Anyways, got the next plate for me?"

IC: Zyckel He handed the newest plate over to Fiva. There were still quite a few holes to patch up. Then finished his drink. "Five's good."

IC(BM): The Ex-mage finished practicing his powers. Several of the trees were coated in crystal. "Well. Now what?" He pondered silently. "There is the Makuta. He could use a stern talking to...at the very least." The toa then wondered...where to begin? Vakama. He would know something. He then wondered how he knew who Vakama was. After a few hours that were the equivalent of a TV Tropes Session, he finally made it to the Turaga's hut. "Hello? Turaga Vakama?"

IC:FivaFiva grabbed the plate and got back on the roof, repeating what he did with the last plate and hole.

IC: Lux - Inn Lux nodded and said, 'Okay, let's go!' He paused just outside the door and looked back at Solia, 'I can't believe I almost forgot this. Have you had anything to eat yet?' He dug around in his satchel and emerged holding, what appeared to be, a wad of paper, 'I brought a sandwich if you wanted.' OOC: Lux: connaisseur of fine food. -Void

IC:Twiak turned around, walking past Lost he let out a twisted scream."HUNGRY!" he half-yelled/half-laughed. "WANT MEAT!" OOC: Those are the two NPC Matoran, basically just tell him about the job and he won't try and kill them.

IC: Utu - Ta-Koro StreetsUtu watched as the two Toa ran off. He didn't want to deal with them, and by the sounds of it, they would clean up the mess he made. He continued walking on his way, trying to calm the mark. He didn't want his eyes still rolled back and dark purple if he had to talk to somebody. He shook his head oddly as he milled throughout the people. After a bit of a struggle he had deactivated the mark of fear. Strange.It had required more effort than usual, which could mean a few things. The most dangerous of which, that he could lose control over his body, and therefore whatever form of secrecy he had.He needed to make conscious decisions now, and he couldn't do that if the mark activated on it's own.It was an inconvenience. He needed a way to control the mark completely and unlock it's full potential and in turn; his own. Utu frowned. Maybe some sleep would help. He worked his way through the streets and pushed open the door the Lavapool Inn and payed for a room.IC: Tuara - Lavapool InnTuara noticed the same rude Toa pay for a room at the counter. Why would he sleep now and not last night? Whatever. Strange people have strange habits.Utu opened up the door to his room and closed it behind him. He removed the cloak he wore after taking off the sword's holster that rested on his back. Afterwards he sat down on his bed and examined the cloth that was tied around the mark on his right arm and removed that too. He need not worry about people walking in, he had locked the door.Utu lay down to sleep.

IC: "I won't require a substitute, thank you." Kamaehu said, placing his broken greave on the rack.

IC(BM): The hut was completely empty. Black Mage had walked into the wrong hut. "Curses. Bah, might as well look around again." He turned around, wandering around the village. OOC:BM, open for interaction.

IC:Seeing the crowd, Chimera gave up on the clinic. After saying goodbye to his new acquaintance.Walking through the streets, lost in though Chimera ended up bumping into another Toa going int the opposite direction."Watch it." OOC: That's you Nitro.

IC(BM): The toa looked at the mutant. "I'm not sure I really want to watch it." He made sure he had a good grip on his staff.

IC:"I meant watch where you are going." Chimera growled,it was a bit more harsh than usual. But he had a long day. "All these Toa, and not one of them seems to be-" He stopped, realizing what he was saying and sighed, rubbing the unmutated part of his head, which was pounding.

IC(BM): "Anyway, you okay? You look like your in pain." He relaxed his grip.

IC:"I'm...fine." He grumbled."It's just that...this island seems strange. Toa roam the streets, yet Makuta's shadow still looms over all of us, I've heard of random fights breaking out, shops blowing up, and all the Matoran seems to be in fear." Chimera sighed, not knowing why he was saying this to a random Toa. "You don't know if this island has a chronicler do you?"

IC(BM): He thought. During the time he spent as a statue, he never really put any thought to it. Then again, he was a statue. "I..don't think so. There might have been one at one point, but I've never heard of one in recent times."