Vibris notes this with an acid glare. "What is this tomfoolery?"
"I haven't a clue."
The Kraata finds it originates from where most plants on Destral do: The Botanical Gardens, domain of Makuta Zenila, the Botanical Maiden. Mistress of Flora.
Nuvuta notes this and searches the Wyvern's mind for who it's from.
"My studies have granted me the ability to change the form of my antidermis from gaseous to, among other things, organic form. Ordinarily an organic body acts as my body. However, severing it from my mind immediately upon creation of the body forces it's brain to generate a new mind, thus creating a new makuta."
The wyvern appears to be from Malefix, a Makuta who exists as little more then a footnote in the BoM files.
Vibris nods. "I'll have to look into that more myself, then. Good work, nonetheless."
"Thank you."
Nuvuta tilts her head. "Who is Malefix? He is not mentioned in the crystals I... read? Absorbed?"
The Kraata finds it originates from where most plants on Destral do: The Botanical Gardens, domain of Makuta Zenila, the Botanical Maiden. Mistress of Flora.
"It leads to the Botanical Gardens. I imagine we will find the culprit there." Seeing as there is no one to ask questions there are no more questions, Antermina follows the vine in irritation.
The Kraata finds it originates from where most plants on Destral do: The Botanical Gardens, domain of Makuta Zenila, the Botanical Maiden. Mistress of Flora.
"It leads to the Botanical Gardens. I imagine we will find the culprit there." Seeing as there is no one to ask questions there are no more questions, Antermina follows the vine in irritation.
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Post by Makuta Inharax on Feb 11, 2017 0:52:24 GMT -6
The Makuta himself teleports into the room, furious. He moves from the head of the table to Antermina's place and grabs her by the throat, hoisting her almost a full bio off the ground.
"What you are attempting is heresy! The Makuta were a chosen race of a mere hundred, and you attempt to pollute it with brainwashed clones that have taken a new identity. Would you have this Brotherhood's purity destroyed as well as its unity?!" With his other hand, the cannon arm, he pounds the Convocation Hall's table with enough force to reduce the entire table to splinters. Even the floor beneath its legs cracks. "Your ways would lead us to ruin. Have we not worked so hard to attempt to conquer this world? What will more Makuta -- pathetic, pale shadows of the true darkness -- even hope to accomplish in our wake? What do you hope to achieve with these clones? A new generation? We are immortal! We are the Makuta! There shall be no more!"
Inharax's rage has conjured a violent firestorm across all of Destral, and loud thunder can be heard booming directly above the hall's ceiling. Inharax releases Antermina unceremoniously, letting her drop to the floor. Regaining his composure, he addresses her, and all the Makuta assembled.
"These pale impostors shall all be destroyed, and they are never to be mentioned again."
The Makuta himself teleports into the room, furious. He moves from the head of the table to Antermina's place and grabs her by the throat, hoisting her almost a full bio off the ground.
"What you are attempting is heresy! The Makuta were a chosen race of a mere hundred, and you attempt to pollute it with brainwashed clones that have taken a new identity. Would you have this Brotherhood's purity destroyed as well as its unity?!" With his other hand, the cannon arm, he pounds the Convocation Hall's table with enough force to reduce the entire table to splinters. Even the floor beneath its legs cracks. "Your ways would lead us to ruin. Have we not worked so hard to attempt to conquer this world? What will more Makuta -- pathetic, pale shadows of the true darkness -- even hope to accomplish in our wake? What do you hope to achieve with these clones? A new generation? We are immortal! We are the Makuta! There shall be no more!"
Inharax's rage has conjured a violent firestorm across all of Destral, and loud thunder can be heard booming directly above the hall's ceiling. Inharax releases Antermina unceremoniously, letting her drop to the floor. Regaining his composure, he addresses her, and all the Makuta assembled.
"These pale impostors shall all be destroyed, and they are never to be mentioned again."
Malefix is exceptionally glad Inharax only knows of him as a footnote, and he makes a mental note to do some memory alteration later.
A large, brutish Makuta is shoved in here by two full squads of RMS agents using all their strength. One rebuilt agent of Brutaka's species puts an absurdly large Heat Ray to the Makuta's head.
"Any of you here recognize him?"
The agent immediately gasps as he is impaled through the head and right shoulder by a spiky bamboo shoot. The other agents attempt to fire at her, but she knocks them all out with Sleep.
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A large, brutish Makuta is shoved in here by two full squads of RMS agents using all their strength. One rebuilt agent of Brutaka's species puts an absurdly large Heat Ray to the Makuta's head.
"Any of you here recognize him?"
The agent immediately gasps as he is impaled through the head and right shoulder by a spiky bamboo shoot. The other agents attempt to fire at her, but she knocks them all out with Sleep.
Inharax aims his 380mm cannon at the newcomer, suddenly forgetting the Makuta clone. Though the Makuta looks nothing like the lithe, dagger-favoring Makuta he once knew, he recognizes the bloodlust, impulsive murder, method of killing, and mistaken gender immediately.
"You. You should be dead yourself after what you did."
Zenila walks in, almost ready to give a talking to the freak who started about three fires near her gardens, when she sees what's going on. She turns to Malefix, and raises her eyebrows. She mouths to Malefix "Who are you and what happened here?"
Zenila walks in, almost ready to give a talking to the freak who started about three fires near her gardens, when she sees what's going on. She turns to Malefix, and raises her eyebrows. She mouths to Malefix "Who are you and what happened here?"
Malefix isn't actually in the room, but his Wyvern is.
The Makuta himself teleports into the room, furious. He moves from the head of the table to Antermina's place and grabs her by the throat, hoisting her almost a full bio off the ground.
"What you are attempting is heresy! The Makuta were a chosen race of a mere hundred, and you attempt to pollute it with brainwashed clones that have taken a new identity. Would you have this Brotherhood's purity destroyed as well as its unity?!" With his other hand, the cannon arm, he pounds the Convocation Hall's table with enough force to reduce the entire table to splinters. Even the floor beneath its legs cracks. "Your ways would lead us to ruin. Have we not worked so hard to attempt to conquer this world? What will more Makuta -- pathetic, pale shadows of the true darkness -- even hope to accomplish in our wake? What do you hope to achieve with these clones? A new generation? We are immortal! We are the Makuta! There shall be no more!"
Inharax's rage has conjured a violent firestorm across all of Destral, and loud thunder can be heard booming directly above the hall's ceiling. Inharax releases Antermina unceremoniously, letting her drop to the floor. Regaining his composure, he addresses her, and all the Makuta assembled.
"These pale impostors shall all be destroyed, and they are never to be mentioned again."
Antermina uses elasticity, making her remain on the ground even when Inharax has her by the neck. "If you haven't noticed, Inharax, KARUNAX IS KARZING DEAD!" Her- gah - her last four words are amplified with Power Scream. "If Karunax can be killed, any one of us can. And besides - Purity? Are you mad? This process has nothing to do with matoran virtues, even if I cared about them. These makuta are identical to what we were when we came out of that pool. If you want to call yourself impure, be my guest." Antermina glares furiously at the fool who would ignore the need to replenish his race's number.
The Makuta himself teleports into the room, furious. He moves from the head of the table to Antermina's place and grabs her by the throat, hoisting her almost a full bio off the ground.
"What you are attempting is heresy! The Makuta were a chosen race of a mere hundred, and you attempt to pollute it with brainwashed clones that have taken a new identity. Would you have this Brotherhood's purity destroyed as well as its unity?!" With his other hand, the cannon arm, he pounds the Convocation Hall's table with enough force to reduce the entire table to splinters. Even the floor beneath its legs cracks. "Your ways would lead us to ruin. Have we not worked so hard to attempt to conquer this world? What will more Makuta -- pathetic, pale shadows of the true darkness -- even hope to accomplish in our wake? What do you hope to achieve with these clones? A new generation? We are immortal! We are the Makuta! There shall be no more!"
Inharax's rage has conjured a violent firestorm across all of Destral, and loud thunder can be heard booming directly above the hall's ceiling. Inharax releases Antermina unceremoniously, letting her drop to the floor. Regaining his composure, he addresses her, and all the Makuta assembled.
"These pale impostors shall all be destroyed, and they are never to be mentioned again."
Antermina uses elasticity, making her remain on the ground even when Inharax has her by the neck. "If you haven't noticed, Inharax, KARUNAX IS KARZING DEAD!" Her- gah - her last four words are amplified with Power Scream. "If Karunax can be killed, any one of us can. And besides - Purity? Are you mad? This process has nothing to do with matoran virtues, even if I cared about them. These makuta are identical to what we were when we came out of that pool. If you want to call yourself impure, be my guest." Antermina glares furiously at the fool who would ignore the need to replenish his race's number.
"You think I don't know he is dead?" He turns around, arms wide, and faces the other Makuta. "I was the closest to him of all the Makuta still living! I alone felt true pain at his death, rather than the loss of a tool! These -- these fakes, they are not one of the original Makuta. When we all die, what regard will they have for a Plan that was never theirs? We have two choices: create those who would do injustice to our memory, or die off with dignity should we fail the Plan."
Antermina uses elasticity, making her remain on the ground even when Inharax has her by the neck. "If you haven't noticed, Inharax, KARUNAX IS KARZING DEAD!" Her- gah - her last four words are amplified with Power Scream. "If Karunax can be killed, any one of us can. And besides - Purity? Are you mad? This process has nothing to do with matoran virtues, even if I cared about them. These makuta are identical to what we were when we came out of that pool. If you want to call yourself impure, be my guest." Antermina glares furiously at the fool who would ignore the need to replenish his race's number.
"You think I don't know he is dead?" He turns around, arms wide, and faces the other Makuta. "I was the closest to him of all the Makuta still living! I alone felt true pain at his death, rather than the loss of a tool! These -- these fakes, they are not one of the original Makuta. When we all die, what regard will they have for a Plan that was never theirs? We have two choices: create those who would do injustice to our memory, or die off with dignity should we fail the Plan."
"And in what way is the Plan instrumental to our existence as a species?" Vibris cuts in, "The Plan was nothing more then a tool to achieve supremacy; supremacy we already had."