Personal Lives RP

Sansod paced, up and down, before the line of prisoners. They watched him, or stared at the ground, on their knees.

Jutlins. Jutlins, all of them.

He stopped. Turned and looked at them. "What do you have to say?"

One, a Vortixx, started blubbering about how he was being forced to do this. The Skrall stared silently but defiantly, directly into Sansod's eyes. A Skakdi started going nuts, yelling and nodding his head furiously. Not as if he was saying yes, more like the action would break his chains and smash the Toa before him into the ground.

Then there was the Toa. A rogue of some kind. He stared at the ground.

Sansod looked at each in turn. "Explain to me what you have done."
The Skrall amongst them puffed out his chest. "I slaughtered your people, for the glory of the Skrall! You pathetic weaklings have beaten us before, but just you watch, we'll..." And on and on and on.
The Vortixx cried out that he had sinned, that he should've never done what he did, stuff about how he was raised, and that he wanted to worship Mata Nui, blah blah blah. Right. Sansod would forgive him, this time. Send him to one of the nicer camps. The Skakdi kept screaming. They'd have to pacify him.

Still the rogue Toa stared downward.

The Face of Mata Nui looked up at the Toa with him. "Load them up. Except the rogue." His will completed, Sansod knelt before the hapless Toa. "You're going to sing like a bird for me now, eh?"
The Toa spat at him. Sansod recoiled.
"You have nothing to say for yourself?"
"I know what I did."
Sansod lifted the Toa's gaze forcefully, their eyes meeting. "Why did you do it? You, a Toa?"
The two seemed to be dueling with opposing glares.
"I am NOT a Toa."
"Yes you are," Sansod stood, glaring at the rogue. "And that makes your crimes all the worse." He nodded to his fellow Order acolyte standing behind the rogue.

At this signal the Toa's mask was removed, and replaced with a new one: A mask black as night, carved like the Ignika, with no eye holes and the word "Piraka" etched in it. The rogue Toa screamed, as if the new mask created pain rather than power. A gurgling sound followed, and the Toa removed the strange mask from the prisoner. The rogue rolled about on the ground, mutating into some hideous form. The New Order left it there, to become whatever it became, and took the remaining prisoners back to New Atero. As they left, Sansod looked back to the sight of the capturing.

"Thus unto traitors." He spat apon the ground.

It would be HILLARIOUS if they had a sort of Odin-Thor sort of moment.

Mata Nui: Through your arrogance and stupidity, you have opened these peaceful Realms and innocent lives to the horrors of war. You are unworthy of this Realm, unworthy of your title, unworthy of the loved ones you've betrayed. I hereby take from you your powers. I cast you out!

Sansod: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Glacies: Thank Mata Nui--literally. That guy's psychotic or something.

IC: Some time after Sansod had left....

The air in the place grew cold, a window blowing around the unmoving organic shape on the ground. Soft, light footsteps sounded nearby, as a lithe, slender thing knelt by the side of the broken, mutated creature. It raised a hand, slowly running it over the warped head, like a Matoran petting a pet Rahi, murmuring in a soft, silvery voice.

Aw....poor little thing. Broken and left here, by the Face of Mata Nui himself.

The thing inclined its head, as if whispering into the mutant's ear. Abandoned by god's representative. But don't worry.

It absently ran a finger down the side of the mutant's "face", a dagger-smile cutting across its smooth, featureless visage. I will put you back together.

The lithe thing wrapped its arm around the mutant's body, ignoring its feeble twitching and movements. It gave a low, hissing laugh, shivering violently. Ohhhhh.....this is going to be so much fun....

And then it was gone, without a trace of evidence that it had ever been there. The mutant was gone.
And nothing remained.

OOC: Heh.
Ha.
Ha.
A contest of monsters, then? Very well.

We'll try out best not to let you all down. But we think we have a lovely little surprise for you all come Arc 7.

A real showstopper, if you know what we mean.

Arc 7? I'm not saying I want the RP to burn to the ground or anything, but that's gonna be a really long RP considering the pace of the current arc 

OOC: In reply to Abie;

Yes, it will be long, but only if we continue with the current pace. At least two of the next arcs will be more rapid due to Jay's posting time, the aliens can be crushed depending on vash and us, and other than that, we can probably crush the last few arcs before Arc 7.

In reply to Glace, don't worry, rest assured our plans to siphon resources and personnel from this endeavor into the next one should the moment arise, and also you've set a most nefarious problem into that; why would overthrowing the government, the government they themselves put into place, be something GOOD?

It sets a dangerous precedent for the Vanguard themselves to become dictators, or undermine whatever governance is in charge of the city, because why couldn't the "heroes" come overthrow them again? Other than their war and their creepy mind-mutation masks, the Order is not bad, in fact if anything it seems Sansod and his inner circle seem to be the ones corrupting it. Besides, can you honestly picture the bunch of pirates, warriors, and assorted maniacs that is the Vanguard trying to handle politics? They are good at breaking things, not running a city.

Also it would be faith in Bionicle-manity, not humanity

OOC: They are an evil government/racists who violently over-react to a simple problem. That's bad, not Imperium bad.

Also, bonkles afaik do not die of old age, and both 'Kea and Sylah are biologically immortal.

Seriously what is mutating them gonna do? Make Sylah go insane? Make crazy Rahzahkea become Crazy-Fused-With-Starblade-Rahzahkea-Mutant?

They have no replacement, other than putting someone like Malvo or Goldie-Dax in charge, and that would have problems either way most likely. Also there is the fact none of them know squat about this incanon, unless Sansod deliberately went out of his way to threaten Rahzahkea/allude to his actions during that "talk" over him having the magic Tryna of Shadow Army-Making.

Also what does the Kanohi Piraka do again?

OOC: That's the thing I just described in the post this is all concerning. Shaped like the Ignika. No eye holes. You know how regular BIONICLE masks have a stud connector or a little cross thing you stick in the BIONICLE's face hole (at least in set form)? It has something like that, but since the BIONICLES don't actually use that, it goes in their mouth. The cross thing and the mask itself contains energized protodermis, which it injects into the wearer via mouthpiece, to avoid having energized protodermis spilling everywhere. It then mutates the wearer. By New Order logic, you will turn into a hideous monster or an awesome Nuva warrior depending on whether or not you have betrayed Mata Nui.

OOC: That sounds freakin' macho. And I don't even get the reference.