Alright, I finally have everything together, so we’ll have a nice triple feature for today. Well, technically quintuple, once I get the other two guys up, but I’m sure you all get the idea. The three Matoran MOCs range from decent to fairly standard. I hope to get the other two Toa up later this week, and another two for the weekend. Now that I have a three-day-weekend, and am free from another trip to Orlando (long story), I hope to get this taken care of.
-Name: Scorax
-Background: One of the founding members of the Shadow Hunters, Scorax stands as one of least battle-focused of the Hunters, putting more focus in the art of hacking, infiltrating, and crafting tools for his compatriots out of scrap. His loyalty for Cordak is the strongest of his comrades, being a friend of his in the days long before the Hunters came to be. Long ago, he was but a simple Ta-Matoran, sent to Karazahni when he exhibited an inability to attach to Kanohi. Unfortunately, like anyone sent there, the poor Matoran found his defect worsened. Not only was he forced to don a specialized breather to substitute as a Kanohi, but his arms were lengthened considerably. Forced to wander the wasteland, without friends and without hope, it wasn’t long before he degraded into an emotionless, lifeless shell. It wasn’t until the arrival of mysterious cloaked figure named Destrolax, who came to seek council with the realm’s ruler, did a spark emerge. A fierce battle ensued when Karazahni refused to allow his departure, resulting in the proud elder to be beaten within an inch of his ancient life. Entranced by his will and determination, Scorax followed the warrior into the barren Southern Continent, and requested that he accompany him as lifelong servant, to which Destrolax agreed. Togther, they traveled the universe, and battling Dark Hunters and other scum as they went along, until their interventions brought them face to face with the Brotherhood. Taken to Teridax, they were offered a chance to join a specialized team of hunters. Scorax found the prospect intriguing, but left Destrolax to make the decision with the master of shadows. Hours later, the two departed the chamber, with Destrolax bearing a peculiar new helmet an insistence to be called Cordak. Scorax never knew what caused this strange ■■■■■, but to this very day, he sees no reason to care. Armed with a new scorpion alt form and wrist blades, he had every intention to carry out the wishes of the being that helped him hope again.
-Quote: “You will not a lay a blade’s tip on him. Not as long as I draw breath.”
-Images:
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Back View
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Scorpion Mode Views
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-Name: Boran
-Backstory: Unbeknownst to many, there was a time, long ago, that there existed two genders of Ga-Matoran. Unfortunately, much like the single Toa of the Psionics element, this iteration was ill-willed, and particularly aggressive, so much so that many members of the order of Mata Nui felt it was better to eradicate the males, lest their savagery prove destructive in a conflict. Helryx, however, fought to preserve the race, and chose to personally instruct the Matoran on how to form mental shields akin to members of the Order, used to isolate their aggression into the farthest recessions of their mind, and had all the Matoran contained in Metru Nui. For centuries this strategy proved effective, until disputes in trade sparked the legendary Matoran Civil War. Siding with their sisters alongside the Ta and Onu-Matoran, and managed to maintain their composure in the war’s earlier days. Boran was among their number, working as a captain of his own battalion alongside close-colleague Blastex. However, as the war waged on, more and more of the male Ga-Matoran began to mysteriously go insane, erratically charging into the enemy and their own comrades like crazed barbarians, driving their numbers to dreadful lows. Boran and Blastex managed to avoid this descent for some time, until one fateful night, as the led a small task force to flank and ambush a Le-Matoran battalion guarding the foot of the Coliseum. The force managed to pass the first wave undetected as Ta-Matoran forces led a frontal assault, but suddenly, they found themselves under disk-fire, on all sides. As Ga-Matoran fell left and right, Boran noted a significant detail: any disks fired back were knocked aside by enemy fire. These were Ta-Metru disks. Consumed with rage, the mental shield that had held back his barbaric lunacy all these millenniums finally fell apart, and Boron charged at the supposed traitors, brutally slaughtering any Matoran in his path. By the dawn’s light, Blastex had managed to detain Boron in the Coliseum, as bodies of Ga-Matoran and Po-Matoran armed with Ta-Metruan launchers lied across the streets. As Blastex deliberated with the present generals, Boron sat in a long, makeshift cell, his wrists chained and his legs footless, crushed by a falling building as Blastex tried to bring him down. Suddenly, an purple-and-black portal opened before him, swirling…foreboding…but simultaneously beckoning. A shadowy claw grasped from the void, and yanked Boron with it. The Matoran soon found himself in a massive hall, surrounded be towering armored figures he recognized as Makuta. It was that day that Boron found himself enlisted into the service of the Brotherhood of the Makuta, viewed as a unique case for his mental state. After preforming brief studies on his mental state, Boran was left to serve as one of their Matoran agents, though they abstained from converting him into a Shadow Matoran, as even they feared what it could bring. Many years later, after the fall of Mata Nui, Teridax began to craft the Shadow Hunters, and gave Boron an opportunity to put his new-found insanity to even greater use. Replacing his feet with wheels that complemented his alt form, he also took on a secondary, aerial form form better combat adaptability, at the cost of greater mental stress. But in the midst of embraced insanity, what need had he more a clear mind. To this day, he still hauls around his old blades, also retrieved by Teridax. He never knew what become of his old comrades, and he doesn’t care. The killing’s become too much fun.
-Quote: “You know how you can tell when you’ve gone insane? When you start having fun doing anything.”
-Images:
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Back/Feet Views (robot mode)
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Vehicle Views (motorcycle mode)
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Vehicle Views (jet mode)
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-Name: Blastex
-Background: Like Boran, Blastex was of a rare breed of male Ga-Matoran, infamous for savagery but trained in balance by Toa Helryx. When the catastrophe of the Matoran Civil War struck, Blastex managed to maintain his own mental focus, almost unnaturally better than any of his brothers. When the assault on the Coliseum brought upon Boron’s descent into madness, Blastex was the most pragmatic in bringing him down, briefly dueling with him before using several well-aimed weakness Kanoka on a nearby building to bring it down, crushing Boron’s feet as he tried to escape. Once he was imprisoned in the Coliseum, Blastex gathered the other generals that had participated in the assault to decide what to do with the captured Le and Po-Matoran, and, more importantly, Boron. Heading down to the cell to question him, the Matoran found themselves face-to-face with a towering, golden creature. Blastex ordered the others away, and opted to confront it alone. The creature spoke in a calm voice, identifying itself simply as Botar, coming to take Boron to a place he referred to as the Pit for his heinous crimes. Blastex made a point of not intending to allow this, but suddenly both heard noises arising from deep down the corridor, and by the time they reached Boran’s cell, a shadow portal had already closed. Angered at this, he deemed Blastex guilty of interfering with his duty, to which Blastex mad a promise, to go to whatever means to find Boron himself and bring him to justice. Botar was intrigued, and in a flash, the two arrived onto Daxia, before Toa Helryx. Blastex relayed his story and deal to the ancient Toa of Water, who was equally intrigued, as well as disheartened by hearing how badly things had gotten in Metru Nui, Impressed by the mental discipline he had displayed, Helryx accepted Blastex into the Order of Mata Nui. It didn’t take long for the Civil War to end afterwards, with most male Ga-Matoran killed in battle. When the Order enacted the time lapses to relocate many of the Av-Matoran in Karda Nui, the Order also decided to also have any surviving male Ga-Matoran, now loons locked in asylums, taken and killed, whilst any knowledge of their existence was erased from the minds of the Matoran. Over the years, Blastex outfitted himself, and became acquainted with, new arm blades, and chose to help test out an experimental copy of the alt-form technology several Order members had seen Shadow Hunters use, taking on the ability of flight. Though Blastex feels a strong sense of justice and moral certainty, he still values Boran as an old friend, and though he does not disclose it with fellow agents, he intends to ensure Boran is brought in alive, and perhaps even saved, before he ever resorts to finishing him off. He isn’t even sure if Boran is aware of the two sides they now sit on, and wonders what will occur when they finally meet again.
-Quote: “There’s never a passing second where I don’t wonder if sparing him was selfish. Maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t, but whatever happens now…any harm he inflicts will be on me and me alone.”
-Images:
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Back View (robot mode)
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Vehice Views (helicopter mode)
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