Gladius plummets towards a shipment. His fall is broken by the cloth covering, then the hanging disks. He slams into them and comes out the other side, rolling uncontrollably into an alley as his body glows with energy from the disks.....
Gladius plummets towards a shipment. His fall is broken by the cloth covering, then the hanging disks. He slams into them and comes out the other side, rolling uncontrollably into an alley as his body glows with energy from the disks.....
Some hours later, he awakes.
"...what happened?" He stands up. His head is clear. Normally he would be being flooded by Armax's information reports and the Mask of Mechanics' whining. But now he has his head to himself. He is also much lower to the ground, but a little higher then when he was normally a Matoran....
He looks down at himself. He is greeted by the sight of something that while it resembles his Matoran form, it is most certainly not. "...What?" His arms feel even odder then the rest of him. He examines his right one closely. It has odd grooves, almost like it can split apart into- Actuators whirr, latches click, and he now has two right arms. "...WHAT?!" Does the other one- whirrclickclick yep
Gladius wills his arms to recombine. They don't. He pushes them inwards. They don't recombine. I'm going about this all wrong... When I actually move, I don't think about it. I just have to... whirrclickclick Gladius tries it out a couple more times, and settles on keeping one arm in each mode.
"I wonder if anything else has happened..." It is now the former Matoran becomes aware of a curious sensation in his mask. As if he could feel its power..... He attempts to activate his VOlitak. He looks down at himself, and is delighted to see he is now semi-transparent. He deactivates the mask. "What caused this, though?" he wonders inwardly. He sees a small, flat object to the side. He trundles over to look at it. It's a disk, labeled with the numbers that indicate it's a disk of Mutation. BUt it was almost like he knew that already.... In fact, the disk is almost like it's glowing, but he can't see clearly because of all the light. He clamps his eyes shut, and sees the disk light up in the blackness. Along with a whole lot of other stuff. He opens his eyes again. THe glow's still there, but it's on the edge of his vision. With a little effort, he figures out how to see it properly. He also notices the very high concentrations of energy in the distance. "The Mask!" Activating his Volitak, he switches both his arms to normal and runs off.
Having heard of the protest, Gracchus arrives to see what can be done.
"Friends, Matoran, Agori, what is it you desire most?"
Talin steps up o speak. "Long has this Mangai Regime neglected us, their kinsmen! But no longer! We demand a revolution! We demand change! We demand the safety of every working matoran or Agori in the whole of this city! Our rights are not being protected, so we will protect them ourselves!"
Having heard of the protest, Gracchus arrives to see what can be done.
"Friends, Matoran, Agori, what is it you desire most?"
Talin steps up o speak. "Long has this Mangai Regime neglected us, their kinsmen! But no longer! We demand a revolution! We demand change! We demand the safety of every working matoran or Agori in the whole of this city! Our rights are not being protected, so we will protect them ourselves!"
"You wish to protect your rights, but I will tell you that you will never know them unless you rid yourselves of the shackles that bind you, I speak of the Mangai! You know the cause, you know what must be done, but you are not doing it! Picketing in front of your work places and refusing to labor affects no change! Only violent overthrow of the patrician class will liberate you! They say you are free. They say you have nothing to fear. Well I say this: if this is freedom, then let me be liberated from it! Join me, overthrow the order and establish our own, a society of freedom!"
Talin steps up o speak. "Long has this Mangai Regime neglected us, their kinsmen! But no longer! We demand a revolution! We demand change! We demand the safety of every working matoran or Agori in the whole of this city! Our rights are not being protected, so we will protect them ourselves!"
"You wish to protect your rights, but I will tell you that you will never know them unless you rid yourselves of the shackles that bind you, I speak of the Mangai! You know the cause, you know what must be done, but you are not doing it! Picketing in front of your work places and refusing to labor affects no change! Only violent overthrow of the patrician class will liberate you! They say you are free. They say you have nothing to fear. Well I say this: if this is freedom, then let me be liberated from it! Join me, overthrow the order and establish our own, a society of freedom!"
"I am with you brother! Liberte, egalite, fraternite! But where could we get arms that would not be feeding capital directly into the Bourgeoisie we oppose?"
"You wish to protect your rights, but I will tell you that you will never know them unless you rid yourselves of the shackles that bind you, I speak of the Mangai! You know the cause, you know what must be done, but you are not doing it! Picketing in front of your work places and refusing to labor affects no change! Only violent overthrow of the patrician class will liberate you! They say you are free. They say you have nothing to fear. Well I say this: if this is freedom, then let me be liberated from it! Join me, overthrow the order and establish our own, a society of freedom!"
"I am with you brother! Liberte, egalite, fraternite! But where could we get arms that would not be feeding capital directly into the Bourgeoisie we oppose?"
"This is your city, and you are its people. The arms are yours by right! TAKE THEM!"
"I am with you brother! Liberte, egalite, fraternite! But where could we get arms that would not be feeding capital directly into the Bourgeoisie we oppose?"
"This is your city, and you are its people. The arms are yours by right! TAKE THEM!"
Talin turns to the assembled crowd "Come brothers and sisters! Gather all loyal to the cause! Meet by my house, and bring any weapons you may find! Spread the news throughout the Metrus; 'Take up arms! Fight the Bourgeoisie! Unite! You have nothing to lose but your chains!'"
A team of toa is arrives to investigate a large robbery. The team consists of as follows; A shrunken toa of plantlife, flying along on a leaf. A toa of stone, using his pehkui but clearly not tiny. Some sort of cannon is in his hand. A Ga-toa with armor that looks like it was made of tahtorak and a kanohi Zatth. Dirt vanishes before her feet. A toa of ice, wearing a mask of psychometry and coated in a thick layer of frost. A thin toa of earth, wearing a Calix, with three handle-less blades on his back. A toa of gravity wearing a Kualsi and carrying a machete on his back. And last but not least, a toa of air wearing a mask of rebounding and carrying dual metal boomerangs on his back. Cracks in the pavement seal up as he nears them. He approaches the matoran here. "I'm Toa Quimbo. I hear there was a robbery. Can you give us any information about it?"
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A team of toa is arrives to investigate a large robbery. The team consists of as follows; A shrunken toa of plantlife, flying along on a leaf. A toa of stone, using his pehkui but clearly not tiny. Some sort of cannon is in his hand. A Ga-toa with armor that looks like it was made of tahtorak and a kanohi Zatth. Dirt vanishes before her feet. A toa of ice, wearing a mask of psychometry and coated in a thick layer of frost. A thin toa of earth, wearing a Calix, with three handle-less blades on his back. A toa of gravity wearing a Kualsi and carrying a machete on his back. And last but not least, a toa of air wearing a mask of rebounding and carrying dual metal boomerangs on his back. Cracks in the pavement seal up as he nears them. He approaches the matoran here. "I'm Toa Quimbo. I hear there was a robbery. Can you give us any information about it?"
The shadow matoran leap on the toa with shadow leeches.
A team of toa is arrives to investigate a large robbery. The team consists of as follows; A shrunken toa of plantlife, flying along on a leaf. A toa of stone, using his pehkui but clearly not tiny. Some sort of cannon is in his hand. A Ga-toa with armor that looks like it was made of tahtorak and a kanohi Zatth. Dirt vanishes before her feet. A toa of ice, wearing a mask of psychometry and coated in a thick layer of frost. A thin toa of earth, wearing a Calix, with three handle-less blades on his back. A toa of gravity wearing a Kualsi and carrying a machete on his back. And last but not least, a toa of air wearing a mask of rebounding and carrying dual metal boomerangs on his back. Cracks in the pavement seal up as he nears them. He approaches the matoran here. "I'm Toa Quimbo. I hear there was a robbery. Can you give us any information about it?"
The shadow matoran leap on the toa with shadow leeches.
"Oh for the love of-" The matoran are blown away/Gravitied away/Frozen/Intercepted by rapidly grown trees/flooded away/Intercepted with stone/Redirected by moving earth beneath their feet. "Kelvon, get to work with your mask. Everyone else, watch for those shadow matoran." The toa give varied forms of 'yes'.
The shadow matoran leap on the toa with shadow leeches.
"Oh for the love of-" The matoran are blown away/Gravitied away/Frozen/Intercepted by rapidly grown trees/flooded away/Intercepted with stone/Redirected by moving earth beneath their feet. "Kelvon, get to work with your mask. Everyone else, watch for those shadow matoran." The toa give varied forms of 'yes'.
A shadow leech goes flying through the air noiselessly and smacks the back of the toa of plantlife's head.
