Ghost town. When the virus struck, tthe Zesk and Vorox have been turned into living sand versions of themselves, with the minds of beasts. For half of them, the only change was their physical form. The other half from Bota-Magna now know the exact mental processes their Bara-Magna have suffered for the last 90,000 years.
A few Po-matoran try to keep the Koro safe, but such a task is difficult when even the residents can turn against you.
The Po-matoran, Guard robots, and Sand Elementals dig their homes out again.
Rahkshi begin to load their kanoka launchers.
"Excuse us, but why are you-?" One of the Guards started to ask, but was interrupted by the rush of sand suddenly being blasted over each and every rahkshi.
"Makuta servants don't get the benefit of the doubt." One of the Vorox grumbled. "Not since Inharax had them kill my brothers."
High above the area, and in the upper atmosphere, five "Defender" Obelisks teleport into position. Virtually undetectable due to shadow shielding and illusion, these floating pillars begin to drift about the area, preparing their systems for operation.
Post by thelegoroleplayer on May 12, 2017 14:13:37 GMT -6
"Toll," "Special," and "Absent" appear here.
"Toll" quickly moves on, teleporting away to attack his next debtors. "Special" is a bit upset that "Toll" didn't take him too, but oh well, time to find trouble. "Absent" decides he can take a small power nap first.