Makuta Amakka is a statue in his own trophy room. He recalls how this all happened, and can trace it no further then an hour back. His joints had felt softer then usual, and his muscles seemed almost spongy. As he left the Throne Room, his movement was hindered, and his suffering increased, although it was no cause for concern just yet. Then his armor had suddenly become a thousand times heavier, but the floor never buckled. Sooner then expected, he couldn't move at all, and green mist was slowly seeping out of his body. All he could do was teleport, and that was how he ended up here.
This is more then a jest between Makuta, it is a deliberate action against Amakka. Who is responsible? Toxica has the resources, and Amakka did destroy her entire lab... even the symptoms matched her sinister behavior. Who else could create a poison to slowly vaporize living antidermis in the most painful way possible?
"So, you aim to make me pay for your laboratory? And to think, I had almost apologized."
He magnetically clamps his armor shut.
"Crystalia. I want to show you one of my experiments."
"When most convenient for you, Lady Nightstar. You look busy today."
She speaks into the tube.
"Her Splendor says now would be the most convenient time. All the other aristocrats here hail from Lady Nightstar's sisters, and have either spoken their piece, or shall wait."
"I will inform lord Denomar. May Lady Nightstar's enemies wither at her might."
Makuta Amakka is a statue in his own trophy room. He recalls how this all happened, and can trace it no further then an hour back. His joints had felt softer then usual, and his muscles seemed almost spongy. As he left the Throne Room, his movement was hindered, and his suffering increased, although it was no cause for concern just yet. Then his armor had suddenly become a thousand times heavier, but the floor never buckled. Sooner then expected, he couldn't move at all, and green mist was slowly seeping out of his body. All he could do was teleport, and that was how he ended up here.
This is more then a jest between Makuta, it is a deliberate action against Amakka. Who is responsible? Toxica has the resources, and Amakka did destroy her entire lab... even the symptoms matched her sinister behavior. Who else could create a poison to slowly vaporize living antidermis in the most painful way possible?
"So, you aim to make me pay for your laboratory? And to think, I had almost apologized."
He magnetically clamps his armor shut.
"Crystalia. I want to show you one of my experiments."
"What experiment? I'm busy."
"I've collected a sample of my antidermis and vaporized it, I thinks it's still living."
Makuta Amakka thinks exactly of his current state, noting that his intelligence was not hindered at all since his antidermis began vaporizing. If anything, he can feel a stronger potential. The only danger his state threatened was gradual dissipation and inability to move. He solved the first problem. Amakka remembers the old blueprints for a full metal rahi and realizes that he could modify it's tissue to move under magnetic manipulation. His eyes collect the sealed door into his private quarters, then his head miraculously follows.
"I confess, I have nothing. I only want your companionship, to hear your real voice again. <3" He adds, realizing that he had found his own way out. There is no way he is going to let any Makuta see his strengths or weaknesses.
The Makuta demands his body to move forward without doubting it's capability, though not by muscle. The gases inside his armor force the joints to bend according to Amakka's will, and eventually take him to the vault door. After opening the seal, he steps through and begins lacing metallic fiber strings through an insectoid exoskeleton.
"Her Splendor says now would be the most convenient time. All the other aristocrats here hail from Lady Nightstar's sisters, and have either spoken their piece, or shall wait."
"I will inform lord Denomar. May Lady Nightstar's enemies wither at her might."
He moves to exist.
The Lady Nightstar presses a button on her throne, and it suddenly becomes a palanquin, which moves to follow the servant. The Speaker steps inside the Palanquin, moving the gauzy veils that are curtains to the side. The others trail behind them, or a few, selected ones, are permitted inside the palanquin.
"I've collected a sample of my antidermis and vaporized it, I thinks it's still living."
Makuta Amakka thinks exactly of his current state, noting that his intelligence was not hindered at all since his antidermis began vaporizing. If anything, he can feel a stronger potential. The only danger his state threatened was gradual dissipation and inability to move. He solved the first problem. Amakka remembers the old blueprints for a full metal rahi and realizes that he could modify it's tissue to move under magnetic manipulation. His eyes collect the sealed door into his private quarters, then his head miraculously follows.
"I confess, I have nothing. I only want your companionship, to hear your real voice again. <3" He adds, realizing that he had found his own way out. There is no way he is going to let any Makuta see his strengths or weaknesses.
The Makuta demands his body to move forward without doubting it's capability, though not by muscle. The gases inside his armor force the joints to bend according to Amakka's will, and eventually take him to the vault door. After opening the seal, he steps through and begins lacing metallic fiber strings through an insectoid exoskeleton.
Crystalia's deadpan response is simple, yet there is a note of aggression
"I've collected a sample of my antidermis and vaporized it, I thinks it's still living."
Makuta Amakka thinks exactly of his current state, noting that his intelligence was not hindered at all since his antidermis began vaporizing. If anything, he can feel a stronger potential. The only danger his state threatened was gradual dissipation and inability to move. He solved the first problem. Amakka remembers the old blueprints for a full metal rahi and realizes that he could modify it's tissue to move under magnetic manipulation. His eyes collect the sealed door into his private quarters, then his head miraculously follows.
"I confess, I have nothing. I only want your companionship, to hear your real voice again. <3" He adds, realizing that he had found his own way out. There is no way he is going to let any Makuta see his strengths or weaknesses.
The Makuta demands his body to move forward without doubting it's capability, though not by muscle. The gases inside his armor force the joints to bend according to Amakka's will, and eventually take him to the vault door. After opening the seal, he steps through and begins lacing metallic fiber strings through an insectoid exoskeleton.
Crystalia's deadpan response is simple, yet there is a note of aggression
"Don't waste my time again."
One more post until the makeshift armor is complete.
One more post until the makeshift armor is complete.
Done.
Amakka decides to study his gaseous antidermis.
"I have suffered no virus, I have evolved." He states in a no nonsense manner, then seals his mouth shut. Back to his prior task. Valix was first bombarded on Metru-Nui, perhaps there was a connection?
The Toa of Iron appears in front of Svin, eyes piercing into hers, their noses skimming one another. "What about you, cupcake? Gonna betray Anna?"
Her own eyes are set with ablaze with the fires of Ta-Metru's Great Furnace. She turns her entire body into the most solid of rocks, like a fresh statue leaning forward to confront the centuries to come. "I will never betray Makuta." The toa swears.
Toa Irohon finishes the finer details in the matoran only to look up and see his sister and "Marionette" starring deep into eachother's eyes. "Woah-kay. Get a room."
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The Toa of Iron appears in front of Svin, eyes piercing into hers, their noses skimming one another. "What about you, cupcake? Gonna betray Anna?"
Her own eyes are set with ablaze with the fires of Ta-Metru's Great Furnace. She turns her entire body into the most solid of rocks, like a fresh statue leaning forward to confront the centuries to come. "I will never betray Makuta." The toa swears.
Toa Irohon finishes the finer details in the matoran only to look up and see his sister and "Marionette" starring deep into eachother's eyes. "Woah-kay. Get a room."
Her own eyes are set with ablaze with the fires of Ta-Metru's Great Furnace. She turns her entire body into the most solid of rocks, like a fresh statue leaning forward to confront the centuries to come. "I will never betray Makuta." The toa swears.
Toa Irohon finishes the finer details in the matoran only to look up and see his sister and "Marionette" starring deep into eachother's eyes. "Woah-kay. Get a room."
"Ah, but which Makuta, darlin'?"
"Don't call me Darling." She spits coldly.
"No." Ahir asters for her. "Her morals may be different, but she will not betray Makuta Anakritis."
OOC: Also, the Stelt noble is waiting in the gladiator ring.
"No." Ahir asters for her. "Her morals may be different, but she will not betray Makuta Anakritis."
OOC: Also, the Stelt noble is waiting in the gladiator ring.
OOC: Asters?
IC: He grins. "Heh, from what I've been told, they are killing off any sympathizers or supporters of Anna! Might wanna lay low, hahaa!" He grins. "So.. You want me Matoran?"
"I will inform lord Denomar. May Lady Nightstar's enemies wither at her might."
He moves to exist.
The Lady Nightstar presses a button on her throne, and it suddenly becomes a palanquin, which moves to follow the servant. The Speaker steps inside the Palanquin, moving the gauzy veils that are curtains to the side. The others trail behind them, or a few, selected ones, are permitted inside the palanquin.
Lady Nightstar's Palanquin settles down in the arena. The veils move to the side, a signal that one may now approach her.
"No." Ahir asters for her. "Her morals may be different, but she will not betray Makuta Anakritis."
OOC: Also, the Stelt noble is waiting in the gladiator ring.
OOC: Asters?
IC: He grins. "Heh, from what I've been told, they are killing off any sympathizers or supporters of Anna! Might wanna lay low, hahaa!" He grins. "So.. You want me Matoran?"
OOC: Okay, I'll make a post
"Thank you for the advice." The captain nods to Marionette. "And yes. What would you trade them for?"
The Lady Nightstar presses a button on her throne, and it suddenly becomes a palanquin, which moves to follow the servant. The Speaker steps inside the Palanquin, moving the gauzy veils that are curtains to the side. The others trail behind them, or a few, selected ones, are permitted inside the palanquin.
Lady Nightstar's Palanquin settles down in the arena. The veils move to the side, a signal that one may now approach her.
