Chapter 3
More Sanso

Sanso scrambled away as fast as he could. He felt so conflicted. Feelings of pride, fear, guilt, shame, and this......THING, that was constantly nagging at his mind. What in Karzhani was this thing? It felt so unnatural and twisted, but at the same time, comforting and warm. NGRAAHAGHAAAAAGHGGHHHH!!!!
He was losing his mind, what was he meant to do? Pain was suddenly slapped onto his face by green hands, which, he found out, were his own.
"Pull yourself together! You can't be seen in this miserable state! You're a star! Not a PSYCHO!" He stopped as he saw Kailani giving him a look as if to say, What in Artakha? This creep looks like he really needs a bucket of ice-cold water dumped over his head... Then she rolled her eyes and stomped off in a huff, insults and judgments radiating from her body language, air crackling with prejudice and stubbornness. Her form said it all.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid! You little--" he stopped before someone caught him talking to himself once again. Okay, he thought, time to put in the pieces. First off, stop. Messing. Things. Up. He had to do something. TALK to someone! But who? No one he knew seemed to be serious enough. Kopaka? No. He's not that kind of person... Nuju? Never. Only two options lay before him: Water people, and Ice people. They're the only people sensible enough. But Turaga Nokama? No, if Kailani was having similar problems, she would go to her. Which leaves only one person.... Matoro.

OK, so this is crazy how long this is taking to get through moderation. So, This was my original post:




Hey guys! So, back on the old LMB's, I wrote a ship. It was titled as follows: Yeesh...What have I come to?... A ship?!?
Some among you may recognise this title. I have decided to post the ship onto LMBE. This story follows Sanso, a (real) Le-Matoran and Kailani, a (also real) Ga-Matoran. So, without further ado, I'll just copy, paste and edit the story my brother recorded for me from the LMB's.

Yeesh... what have I come to?... A ship?!? - by Temple 4418 (Original released: 1 Aug 2015)
Alas! I have stooped so low, I am making a ship! Now, I'm gonna monologue for a bit, then cut to the chase. First of all, I am not a big shipper. Shipping is fun, from time to time, just because of the cheese. It's like one of those jokes that are so bad that they're good! In this case, we savour the pain of the cheese. Beware the cheese! So basically in this story Okoto is an island on Spherus Magna, with its own respective races and all. So let's go....

Sanso and Kailani:
Sanso raised is hands to cheer the cheering on. He and his band, A Flock of Gukko Birds had just finished their newest song, I Flew, and were soaking up the glory.
“Come on!” he cheered, “I can’t hear you! Who’s your favourite music group?”
“A Flock of Gukko Birds!” was the frenzied reply of the audience.
"Yeah!" he cried. He was loving it. The glory. The fame. The widgets! How could this go any better?
There.
Who was that? Could it be? Oh no, not now! [Here comes the cheese! ]
Sanso stopped cheering, and felt sick. He blushed so much, he could've been mistaken for a Ta-Matoran if he wasn't wearing his mask. Then, he felt the side effects of this coincidence.
He started to sweat, as if he'd been in the centre of a volcano. He tried to talk, but somehow he just babbled some gibberish, and he started to feel woozy, and dizzy.
Noticing his distress, one of the other band members whispered to him, "Are you okay? You don't look too good. You've never had stage fright before, but it is a possibility...." he trailed off, but Sanso replied,
"Umm... Yeah, I just need to, umm.. go to the bathroom. You know how it gets..." Or at least that's what he tried to say, but due to his condition, it sonded more like, "Mah, juhnee mgot bahmm. Ynowtge...." which only worried the band member even more. [Do Matoran even go to the bathroom?] Regardless of the Matoran's worries, Sanso said a last "Thank you, thank you!" to the crowd (More like "Thagyh, thagyh...") and stumbled off the stage.
He had to get away. It was Kailani the craftswoman! Why her?! Why now?! And why did he feel so weird when she was around? And why did they have to go on tour to the water tribe?!?!




That's all folks! That's the first chapter. I'll try to post one chapter a day until there aren't any left. Except, I won't post one on Sunday, I don't go on LMBE on Sunday.
By the way, some references were made in the original to some other events that were going on at the time when I first posted this (August 2015), I'll try to edit them out, but I apologize in advance if I miss some out and you don't get it. Hope you enjoyed it, I'll try to be back with Chapter 2 tomorrow.

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Alright, now that the first chapter is up, I can continue, sorry for the technical difficulties.

Chapter 4
More Kailani


Kailani was feeling more judgmental about that scourge to Spherus Magna than ever. What was he doing? First, he had just been self-absorbed, but it turns out he talks to himself as well, like either a lonely, helpless soul, a psychopath, or a self-obsorbed braggart.
She had been wearilessly tromping past the stage, to Nokama, and had witnessed the strangest thing she had ever seen: Sanso was slappping himself, and then talking to himself... She was really troubled by it. Were his feelings torturing him more than they were her? She almost felt sorry for the creature; almost.
Still, she powered toward Nokama, if she was gonna cure herself (and a voice in the back of her mind said "and Sanso,") from this pain, Nokama was the one to go to.
After ten minutes of walking, she arrived at the colossal hut. She entered, and was surprised to find Matau and Nokama sitting opposite each other on the ground, meditating. Kailani was about to say, "Turaga Nokama, I have a dilemma that I need to talk out with you," but the Turaga interjected before she could commence.
"I've been expecting you, there is something troubling you and you want answers. And I know what it is....."
Then, Matau couldn't hold it in any longer, and burst out, "KAILANI AND SANSO, SITTING IN A TREE! K-I-S-S-I-N----"
"WHAT?!?!?!?!" Kailani shrieked.

Chapter 6
Even More Kailani

Are you serious?!?! Kailani thought as, once again, Sanso had messed things up. Once again, she felt a bit sorry for the selfish idiot. He had seemed like he thought something was wrong, but ended up embarrassing himself as he was destined to do. She was kicked away by Matau and complained of Sanso's presence.
She stood up, and kicked Matau away. "What are you doing here?" she challenged Sanso.
"I.. uh.. th-thought I heard a cry, s-so I came here to see i-if I could help... maybe?"
Kailani rolled her eyes and put a hand on Nokama's shoulder. "We need to talk," she demanded, "alone!"
"As you wish, my dear," Nokama replied, far too calm and controlled than Kailani thought she should be. They left the main compartment and into another room, shutting the door behind them, just glimpsing Sanso looking embarrassed and confused at the same time.
As the door closed Kailani folded her arms and looked at the Turaga resuming her position. "You wish to speak about your feelings toward the Le-Matoran, yes?"
Kailani's face went red with rage, and she unfolded her arms. "My feelings? MY FEELINGS?!?!" she cried, raising her voice. "I HAVE NO FEELINGS TOWARD THE HALF-WIT OTHER THAN SERIOUS DISAPPOINTMENT, AND SHAME THAT I KNOW THE CREATURE! SO NO! I WISH TO KNOW HOW I DECONTAMINATE MYSELF OF HIS DELUDED FEELINGS!"
"Child," the Turaga started serenely, "You betray youself in believing you hate the Le-Matoran"
"THAT'S BECAUSE I MAY WELL HATE HIM! HE'S A SELFISH BRAGGART WITH A WASTED LIFE AND A MISGUIDED SLEF-ESTEEM! IF EVER I WANTED TO SKY DIVE, I COULD CLIMB HIS EGO AND JUMP TO HIS IQ!"
As she screamed this she swung her fist in rage, knocking the door wide open. Just as she wondered Was this door sound-proof? she saw a heart-broken Sanso staring at her emptily. She could see the damage her words had caused. Matau was no longer laughing, in fact, he looked serious.
Kailani's eyes met Sanso's and her world fell apart.

Chapter 8
Even More Sanso

Sanso tore through the roads, shooting over the bridges. He felt decimated. Destroyed. Rejected. Was that really how Kailani felt about him?
Silence! he told himself. It was time to toughen up. Let Kailani feel whatever she wanted about him! He didn't care! What was she to him anyways?
Who am I kidding..? She was right. His life was a waste. His band a bunch of outcasts. He had no friends. He had no purpose. Just an entertainer. Entertaining people with his crude life. They weren't laughing with him! They were laughing at him! He bowed his head as he ran in shame.
He heard Kailani calling after him, regret and desperation audible in her voice. She was sorry.

He wasn't.
He whistled weakly when he was near the stage where he was supposed to be performing. They didn't miss him. In fact, they were carrying on without him. He saw a lively gukko bird plummet toward him. He had answered the whistle. The bird was Toko, band mascot. The band would not need him. He mounted the bird.
As he zoomed across the island, he spotted his treetop house, and steered the bird over to it. He capsized the bird, letting himself tumble off of it. This was deliberate. He didn't care if he hurt himself. Pain exploded into every muscle of his body as he face-planted his house. The bird zoomed away as he returned shakily to his feet. He stumbled into the main room and crashed into a soft chair. It was too comfortable. He was so angry, that he didn't want to be comfortable. He slammed himself against the wall. He threw himself on the hard floor. He curled up into a ball and stayed there.
Hours passed. He did not move. A day passed. He did not move. Days past. He did not move. Then came the day Matoro came to visit.