Wow, thank you! The builds are excellent. Dekkan looks great, too.
Pokoroko is defiantly my favourite so far
Finally got another to show you. Fun fact, take away his weapon, and the only non black part is his eyestalk.
Onucotic “D.C.” The Earth Seer
Darkness.
At last, everything is dark. I like things dark. It hides light. Light is annoying. It hurts my eyes. I also have a mask that lets me see in the dark, so why do I even need light? Light should be banned. Or at least fined. Heavily.
Where was I? Right. Darkness. darkness is where I thrive. I can handout my narcotics in the dark. All the matoran will learn the true meaning of-
“Hey! D.C.!”
Quiet! I’m monologuing over here!
“Sorry to interrupt your brooding, but do you know where the latest batch was dropped? It wasn’t at the usual place.”
I don’t know. Do I look like a professor or something to you? Shoo! go ask Narco, that’s his job.
Sheesh. Now where was I?
Bah, the mood is gone.
At least it’s still dark. I like dark.
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Looks nice. He’s very shadowy
Been a few weeks since my last update, but finally got time to edit another photo (Cropping out backgrounds of Bionicles is not fun…) This guy is maybe my least favorite. His proportions are a little odd, and his legs are definitely skinny. But I was trying to go for a taller, lankier look.
Suumars sat back into a soft chair and kicked his feet up onto the table. He leaned his spiked mace against his shield, resting upon the table his feet occupied. It had been a long mission, and mostly successful. A group of beings were taking advantage of this new world, posing as Toa. Similar things were happening here on Getho Nui, but his mission was taking him far away, islands such as Bara Magna, Motano Nui, and the Cursed Islands.
“How was your latest excursion?” asked Plafontu as he walked in.
"It was good. Our villain showed up right when he was supposed to, didn’t inflict too much damage, we chased him off, and the Matoran lavished us with gifts. Useless gifts. Vo-Matoran aren’t the greatest carvers after all.
Plafontu nodded vigorously. “Good good. How long until your next trip?”
“Not long. The group I have infiltrated thinks I’m visiting my home island. I have about a week.”
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The icy wind blew across the frozen surface of the mountain. It was not an easy climb to reach it, few made the journey. Fewer survived.
Brakkon had made this journey three times now. Unlike his other seers, Kotor had not followed him to Getho Nui. He remained behind on the island, an island so remote, few knew its exact location. It’s name a safely guarded secret.
Nearly a day had passed since Brakkon had arrived where Kotor stood. Brakkon had never seen him move the entire time. He hadn’t moved either of the other two times he had made the dangerous journey.
Brakkon didn’t speak. He simply waited. Others may have mistaken Kotor for a frozen statue. even his eyes glowed with only the dimmest of lights. But Brakkon knew.
A flurry of snow started up. a Chill wind blew from the north. The temperature dropped even further. Brakkon tensed.
Slowly Kotor turned his head towards Brakkon. The rest of his body, from his frozen feet, to the arms with their ever growing icicles, didn’t move. Suddenly, silence fell. A deep silence, one so deep, you could hear your own heart light pulse.
Kotor spoke a single word.
“Toa.”
And a bonus picture for this guy:
I was trying to build a character that looked frozen, standing out in the snow, still as an icicle. It turned out ok. And then I stuck him outside during a late winter snowfall.
EKnight
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that is the first time i have seen ACTUAL snow used on a moc as a design feature
one could say it looks pretty cool
ooh he looks pretty nice, good job
Thanks, I definitely think the use of real snow was a needed element to him.
And here’s another! This MOC is an interesting one as he is a repurposed old Toa MOC that I swapped out the mask, and now he is part of the Court.
Hafooledu
“And that’s when I hopped back into the portal, and finished my life as a toa!”
D.C. stared at Hafooledu. “Why are you telling me this? Narco is over there. If I wanted to hear your story, I would have Narco read it to me in the shadows of darkness.”
Hafooledu scratched his head. “How does darkness have a shadow?” Isn’t the shadow darkness?"
“Exactly.”
“That makes no sense.”
“You aren’t a professor, how would you know?”
“Ooooh, that’s a good point!”
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Ooh he’s pretty cool. I like the mechanical look
Well, here’s the next one. Only a handful left after this guy. Calvert here was, like the last guy, built before I had the whole court idea in mind, so he doesn’t quite fit in with the rest of the seers. Had to make up a backstory to saw why his name doesn’t fit the same theming as the other seers (Which is to use the Ta, Ga, Po, etc. prefix for the names.) still, I like him as a MOC, but may have to rebuild him to better fit with the theme.
Calvert, the Air Seer.
Calvert stood his ground and swung his axe at his opponent. A satisfying crunch occurred as the blade sunk deep into the armor of the best. It howled in pain. Calvert wrenched his blade free, and swung it again, this time boosting the swing with some wind generated by himself. This time, the rahi’s head came clean off it’s body. The body slumped down, lifeless, and the head rolled away.
“There. One less Muaka to bother you.” he said to the three Le-Matoran who crouched fearfully behind a dead log.
The matoran babbled their thanks as they got up slowly.
“Yeah yeah, Just go back to your… Whatever it was you were doing.”
“Thank you once again, great Toa-hero!” They said in unison as one final thanks before leaving.
Calvert glared at the matoran’s backs. Their lingo never ceased to annoy him. He had been trying his best to rid them of their “hoodoo-speak” as the called it, and he had even been somewhat successful.
A minute later and all was quiet again. The wind blew through the hoodoos around the village of Le-matoran. Most of the villagers were out doing whatever it was they did. Calvert preferred it this way. It was much easier to listen to the wind currents without the babble of matoran around. He didn’t use his seer powers much these days. With his other Brothers and sister, there was little need to. Though to be honest, only 3 of the 6 actually did much. Pokoroko, Tallon, and Gamrial did most of Brakkons “seering”. Kotor never left his mountain, though whenever he did speak, it was worth listening too. Onucotic, or D.C. as he liked to be called, had almost completely shunned his seering past, Though it was mostly because of an injury in the past that left him slightly…well, stupider. Calvert kept a close eye on D.C. Before that injury, the two had been best friends. D.C. somewhat remembered the friendship, but in a twisted warped way. Calvert gave a wistful smile, his thoughts returning to those days. He had even been known by a different name back then, much Like D.C. His original name was Lecvart. He never liked it, so he re-arranged the letters to something more pleasing to himself. D.C. Had approved of the change.
Calvert smirked at himself. Even he was referring to Onucotic as D.C. now.
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Oooo, I think this one is my favorite so far.
The lime/mata green combo looks pretty good, nice job
Back with another one. This guy is a bit different than the others. He has a great Ruru! Plus, he is a lot larger than all the others. He is in fact my 2nd tallest Bionicle I have made.
“So does he just stand there all day?” Vermko titled his head back and looked up at the towering monstrosity.
His companion shrugged. “I think so? I certainly don’t remember seeing him anywhere else.”
The two of them continued staring at the tall being.
“Maybe he’s just a statue…” Vermko began.
Kronk turned his head and looked directly at Vermko.
“Nope not a statue.” His companion quickly stated.
EKnight
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This guy looks cool. I like the colors.
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Do you have a variant for the dark blue great Ruru?
No, that is the one Ruru I do not have used on a MOC. I own own, but I keep it with the set. On the lookout to get a second so I can make a MOC, but those things aren’t cheap.
EKnight
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Fair enough. Those are pretty expensive, after all.
Well, Finally have pictures of the final two.
Plafontu was actually the last one built, so I figured I would save him until the end.
Plafontu
Plafontu swiped at some more overhanging vines. This jungle was thick with them!
“Seems like just the place a Bo-Matoran would hide.” He grunted as he continued swiping at the offending jungle vines.
“It’s not a Bo Matoran, It’s an Onu-matoran” replied Woahe, struggling behind him. Even with Plafontu clearing the path, Woahe still struggled in the dense jungle.
“What? Why would an Onu-matoran go out into the jungle? They like the dirt!”
“I think that is precisely why the matoran chose to hide here. He didn’t think we would look for him here.”
Plafontu swung at a particularly stubborn plant. "Good thing Cengorta can read minds, I guess.
And last, one of my personal favorites, and one that turned out almost exactly how I envisioned, Gathria:
Gathria, the Water Seer.
Brakkon stared at the pool, shimmering before him. Gathria had yet to reappear. She had been gone for a few days now, but both Pokoroko and Tallon said she would arrive today. When two seers agreed on something, it always came to pass.
A few bubbles appeared. Brakkon shifted his position to better watch. Finally, he thought.
Moments later the surface of the pool was broken and Gathria appeared.
“Lord Brakkon, you look like you’ve been expecting me.” she purred at him
Brakkon cut right to the chase. “There was a Toa of Gravity here some time ago.”
“Yes, I heard. A very interesting mask, he wore.” she drawled at him.
Irritated at the interruption, Brakkon continued. “Yes, his mask. I want to know his whereabouts.”
“He isn’t here.” she scratched at her flipper.
“Explain.”
“There is nothing to explain. He isn’t here.”
Brakkon didn’t speak. Abruptly he shot out his arm, and grabbed Gathria, his fist engulfing her entire waist.
“Listen.” He growled at her. “My patience with you is wearing thin. Do not forget who you serve. I want to know what happened to Karepe. You know everything that touches the water. If you do not know where he is, you know where he last was. Do you understand?” He continued to hold her in his grip, keeping her body almost completely out of the water. Her discomfort of being outside of the liquid was obvious. She could not survive long on land.
After a few tense moments, Brakkon let her drop. She swam in a circle. Then looked at Brakkon.
“He was last felt entering the head of the Great Robot. Either he perished there, or he was transported somewhere where there is no water. I no longer feel his presence. as I said. He isn’t here.” She ducked below the surface of the water, but didn’t go deep.
Brakkon mused.Gathria was the most powerful and reliable of the seers. If she could not locate Karepe, then no one could.
Let me know what you think, and what one was your favorite? Which one needs work?
EKnight
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Ooh these last two look pretty good. I really like the plant details and shaping