Dralik is about to talk to the toa of plasma when he realizes he should form weapons first. He grows spikes all over his armor, and forms two staffs in his hands. Then he says, "Hi, I'm Dralik, toa of iron. Do you know anything about what's happening, because I know squat. On second thought, you probably know as much as I do. Hey buddy!" he yells at the guard. "What the karz is going on?"
Dralik is about to talk to the toa of plasma when he realizes he should form weapons first. He grows spikes all over his armor, and forms two staffs in his hands. Then he says, "Hi, I'm Dralik, toa of iron. Do you know anything about what's happening, because I know squat. On second thought, you probably know as much as I do. Hey buddy!" he yells at the guard. "What the karz is going on?"
"I think," Vusin comments, "that we need to get out of here as quickly as possible." He activates his Kanohi Calix. "Mind forming me a weapon, whatever-your-name-is? Any sort of axe will do."
Dralik is about to talk to the toa of plasma when he realizes he should form weapons first. He grows spikes all over his armor, and forms two staffs in his hands. Then he says, "Hi, I'm Dralik, toa of iron. Do you know anything about what's happening, because I know squat. On second thought, you probably know as much as I do. Hey buddy!" he yells at the guard. "What the karz is going on?"
"I think," Vusin comments, "that we need to get out of here as quickly as possible." He activates his Kanohi Calix. "Mind forming me a weapon, whatever-your-name-is? Any sort of axe will do."
The guard turns to them with a shocked look on his face.
"...How do you get in here and not know what's in here!?! This place is full of-"
The guard is interrupted by a groan. He turns around to face where the sound came from - a slow, stumbling toa... or, at least it seems that way, until one notices that his/her body is constantly changing from the feet up. And that there are more.
The guard pales. "One of you was plasma, right? Use it. Use any heat you can find; it'll scare them off...or, rather, the creatures controlling them."
"I think," Vusin comments, "that we need to get out of here as quickly as possible." He activates his Kanohi Calix. "Mind forming me a weapon, whatever-your-name-is? Any sort of axe will do."
The guard turns to them with a shocked look on his face.
"...How do you get in here and not know what's in here!?! This place is full of-"
The guard is interrupted by a groan. He turns around to face where the sound came from - a slow, stumbling toa... or, at least it seems that way, until one notices that his/her body is constantly changing from the feet up. And that there are more.
The guard pales. "One of you was plasma, right? Use it. Use any heat you can find; it'll scare them off...or, rather, the creatures controlling them."
Vusin looks around quickly, searching to see if there is anything flammable in the room.
"I think," Vusin comments, "that we need to get out of here as quickly as possible." He activates his Kanohi Calix. "Mind forming me a weapon, whatever-your-name-is? Any sort of axe will do."
The guard turns to them with a shocked look on his face.
"...How do you get in here and not know what's in here!?! This place is full of-"
The guard is interrupted by a groan. He turns around to face where the sound came from - a slow, stumbling toa... or, at least it seems that way, until one notices that his/her body is constantly changing from the feet up. And that there are more.
The guard pales. "One of you was plasma, right? Use it. Use any heat you can find; it'll scare them off...or, rather, the creatures controlling them."
Jendakoz promptly erupts a wall of plasma into existence between them and the zambietoa
The guard turns to them with a shocked look on his face.
"...How do you get in here and not know what's in here!?! This place is full of-"
The guard is interrupted by a groan. He turns around to face where the sound came from - a slow, stumbling toa... or, at least it seems that way, until one notices that his/her body is constantly changing from the feet up. And that there are more.
The guard pales. "One of you was plasma, right? Use it. Use any heat you can find; it'll scare them off...or, rather, the creatures controlling them."
Jendakoz promptly erupts a wall of plasma into existence between them and the zambietoa
The toa hiss, and retreat. The guard shivers.
"Before I was promoted to patrol, I was assigned to those things. They're victims of UDD-591, some sort of mutated strain of that protosteel-eating virus that zyglak have; not only does it eat protosteel and organics, it also regenerates what it just ate, leaving you to be eaten alive again, and again, and again, until the pain drives you insane. That's when it takes over." the guard takes a deep breath. "Now do you see why I'm a biiiiit confused as to how you got here without knowing about this stuff?"
Jendakoz promptly erupts a wall of plasma into existence between them and the zambietoa
The toa hiss, and retreat. The guard shivers.
"Before I was promoted to patrol, I was assigned to those things. They're victims of UDD-591, some sort of mutated strain of that protosteel-eating virus that zyglak have; not only does it eat protosteel and organics, it also regenerates what it just ate, leaving you to be eaten alive again, and again, and again, until the pain drives you insane. That's when it takes over." the guard takes a deep breath. "Now do you see why I'm a biiiiit confused as to how you got here without knowing about this stuff?"
"Ouch. Quite." Jendakoz liberally sterilizes the air in 591's part of the hall with plasma.
"Before I was promoted to patrol, I was assigned to those things. They're victims of UDD-591, some sort of mutated strain of that protosteel-eating virus that zyglak have; not only does it eat protosteel and organics, it also regenerates what it just ate, leaving you to be eaten alive again, and again, and again, until the pain drives you insane. That's when it takes over." the guard takes a deep breath. "Now do you see why I'm a biiiiit confused as to how you got here without knowing about this stuff?"
"Ouch. Quite." Jendakoz liberally sterilizes the air in 591's part of the hall with plasma.
Vusin has an idea. He forms several football-sized (OOC: or soccer ball-sized, for those of you on the other side of the Atlantic) spiked balls of Stone in the air around him, then takes control of them using his Elemental powers. He moves them around a little at high velocities, then nods contentedly to himself. "So, how do you suppose we get out?"
Dralik is about to talk to the toa of plasma when he realizes he should form weapons first. He grows spikes all over his armor, and forms two staffs in his hands. Then he says, "Hi, I'm Dralik, toa of iron. Do you know anything about what's happening, because I know squat. On second thought, you probably know as much as I do. Hey buddy!" he yells at the guard. "What the karz is going on?"
"I think," Vusin comments, "that we need to get out of here as quickly as possible." He activates his Kanohi Calix. "Mind forming me a weapon, whatever-your-name-is? Any sort of axe will do."
"I literally just said my name 2 seconds ago." Dralik says as he forms a battle axe. "Any specifications? Tall, two handed battle axe, shorter ones for each hand, name it."
Jendakoz promptly erupts a wall of plasma into existence between them and the zambietoa
The toa hiss, and retreat. The guard shivers.
"Before I was promoted to patrol, I was assigned to those things. They're victims of UDD-591, some sort of mutated strain of that protosteel-eating virus that zyglak have; not only does it eat protosteel and organics, it also regenerates what it just ate, leaving you to be eaten alive again, and again, and again, until the pain drives you insane. That's when it takes over." the guard takes a deep breath. "Now do you see why I'm a biiiiit confused as to how you got here without knowing about this stuff?"
"I know as much as you do about how we got here." Dralik says, "So any information on where and what here is would be greatly appreciated."
"Ouch. Quite." Jendakoz liberally sterilizes the air in 591's part of the hall with plasma.
Vusin has an idea. He forms several football-sized (OOC: or soccer ball-sized, for those of you on the other side of the Atlantic) spiked balls of Stone in the air around him, then takes control of them using his Elemental powers. He moves them around a little at high velocities, then nods contentedly to himself. "So, how do you suppose we get out?"
"Well, I would melt a hole straight out but I have no idea what we'll tunnel through in the process..."
"I think," Vusin comments, "that we need to get out of here as quickly as possible." He activates his Kanohi Calix. "Mind forming me a weapon, whatever-your-name-is? Any sort of axe will do."
"I literally just said my name 2 seconds ago." Dralik says as he forms a battle axe. "Any specifications? Tall, two handed battle axe, shorter ones for each hand, name it."
"I literally just said my name 2 seconds ago." Dralik says as he forms a battle axe. "Any specifications? Tall, two handed battle axe, shorter ones for each hand, name it."
"DrAlik. With an A. Pronounce it wrong a second time and I'll throw you to the zombies." Dralik says in such a way that you can't tell if he's joking or not. He creates the axe and tosses it to Vusin.
"DrAlik. With an A. Pronounce it wrong a second time and I'll throw you to the zombies." Dralik says in such a way that you can't tell if he's joking or not. He creates the axe and tosses it to Vusin.
OOC: Running joke - halted.
"My apologies, Drilik." Vusin catches the axe and swings it experimentally a few times. "And my thanks."
"DrAlik. With an A. Pronounce it wrong a second time and I'll throw you to the zombies." Dralik says in such a way that you can't tell if he's joking or not. He creates the axe and tosses it to Vusin.
OOC: Running joke - halted.
"My apologies, Drilik." Vusin catches the axe and swings it experimentally a few times. "And my thanks."
OOC: Running joke - continued!
The axe bends in the middle and casually misses beheading Vusin by a milimeter before returning to normal