#le koro

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[bionic-baby]

My finished drawing of Ide! (From Ide’s journey by the Le-Koro band)

Here’s the reference:

[theirlesserchronicles]

Testimony from the Battle of Le-Koro

I’ve been watching my latest visitor for an hour now. He’s a Toa of Air and he wears a Miru; he’s not Lewa, though, this turns out to just be a coincidence. He hasn’t told me his name, but he has told me he was a veteran of the Toa-Dark Hunter War, and a survivor of a raid into Vortixx from a few centuries ago. He was stationed there, though he still won’t tell me what secret mission he had there. Maybe he’ll never tell me. And he lost his left arm in the Battle of Le-Koro, which is not that great a loss compared to the hundreds of fighters who lost their lives that day, going up against the Rahkshi unleashed upon them.

Finally, he turns to me to speak, and I begin jotting down what he says now which I shall immortalize later.

I was part of the wave that served as support for Toa Takanuva. The plan we had been told to follow centered around how we’d first be sending a wave of Matoran in Boxors since they’d be targets more than anything. They wouldn’t be in danger, though; the next step of the battle strategy was for those Matoran to use a special switch installed under the seat of their Boxors so they would be launched up into the air and out of danger as the army of Rahkshi inevitably got caught up in attacking the now-empty metallic carcasses. But he who controlled the troops of Rahkshi, the dreaded Makuta, he showed just how much of a worthy opponent and strategist he was. We felt a gust of wind fly across the battlefield, and the switches under the Boxor seats became oxidized. The Matoran who tried to flip them open couldn’t, and they remained imprisoned in the cockpit as they were killed. At least it was quick, the Rahkshi used disintegration powers.

The trick in our battle plan, then, worked against us, ironically. We couldn’t see through  the onslaught of air, so we assumed the plan had worked and that the Matoran had been launched to safety, and so we pushed ahead with all of our might. This second wave consisted of about twenty of us Toa led by Toa Takanuva, a dozen tamed Rahi natural to the fauna of Mata Nui proper, and shoulder-mounted disk launchers that our good marksmen Matoran carried.

And you never noticed, in all honesty, that there was something odd about the Boxor plan?

No. As far as we could tell, the plan worked. Our orders were to wait a few seconds until we heard the chorus of switches clicking and then that we should launch into the action. I can’t speak for the other ones, but I assumed that the pilots had been launched into the air and were able to find places to land. We didn’t hear any screams, any warnings. It makes me think Makuta might have redirected the air in order to change the acoustics of the field. Maybe something was being kept from us, is something I always thought during those battles; the Makuta and his minions could read and control minds, so who was to stop them from using our own fighters and strategies against us? You could take off our masks, now we had other treasures in our minds.

We pushed ahead. We didn’t look back. This is how we had been trained as Toa at the outset of the Great Darkness, and this is how we had later trained the various Matoran who joined our ranks. You might follow the code of Kopaka, but our strategies called for swift action, not based on thought, but on disorienting our enemies. And we were incredibly effective at this, since those few seconds in which Makuta’s orders were sent to the minds of his minions were the perfect moments to strike. So no, I never would have been able to tell.

The Rahkshi blazed past the Boxor graveyard pretty quickly, and half the Toa were tackled to the ground. Red eyes lit impossibly bright and half of my comrades vanished. Now I heard the screams of fear, but they were coming from in front of me and behind me, and I realized, almost calmly, that we were about to be massacred. As a Toa, you prepare to die. I’ve joked that this is one of the later parts of our training, that our destiny includes this big asterisk that reminds us that we didn’t have the choice to be in a line of work with a high mortality rate.

So what went wrong?

I learned what my priorities were.

Here the Toa again paused. I let him stay like this, knowing that in those silences the speaker most feels the need to burst open with what they want to say. It wasn’t an hour this time, but he took the better part of fifteen minutes to resume his telling of the battle.

Toa Takanuva is a hero. His tales are told everywhere, and I could see he showed heroism in every battle. He would give up everything, even for the most insignificant of creatures. And he almost did that during the battle. A Toa of Water’s concentrated attack knocked down a Po-Matoran and a Rahkshi, and the Rahkhshi got up faster than the Matoran. And I saw, as did Toa Takanuva, the creature preparing to fire its lazer at the unfortunate victim. I knew what was going to happen because heroes will always act the same way. Toa Takanuva leapt to where the Matoran was. He was spreading himself wide, making himself, and not the Matoran, the target. But Toa Takanuva, on purely tactical terms, was infinitely more important to us all. So I beat him there. I pushed Toa Takanuva to the side, out of harm’s way. The beam struck the Matoran. And because I hadn’t been fast enough, also my arm.

I can see your face. I know you told me you’d remain impartial and non-judgmental, but it’s fine if you’re judging me. I know I was a coward. Many Toa are. It’s why so many of you all seem to be taken aback when a Toa turns evil or turns a failure, because even we’re conditioned to never entertain the notion that we also have our own failings. But we do. I do. So I saved Toa Takanuva and lost an arm, and a soldier, in the process. Judge me.

He was quiet again, and finally accepted the food I offered him. He spoke a bit more of some other fights, of his experience using elemental abilities, and then he set off. I can’t remember if he thanked me. But as I expected, when I asked him where he was going, he would not tell me. Maybe he never could.

[boxturret]

Perfectly Normal Day in Le-Koro

So far I’ve finished the Xa, Ka, Ja, Su, and just last night the Za. Only 3 left :)

Since I had the Tohunga head I modified it a bit to have glowing eyes and used it for the controlled Matoran, just like the animations!. The Krana don’t really fit well on those heads though, just like real life!

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Pixel Art of Lewa´s mask evolution!

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yung jungle

[boxturret]

Le-Koro wip

I’m working on Le-Koro as it appeared in MNOLG. It’s quite big.

I still have the launch pad left, and a ton of little details.

[boxturret]

Le-Koro wip

I’ve reworked pretty much every part of this, the huts have some vertical ribbing inside allowing me to remove the cheating black void from inside of them and I cut out holes so the windows and doors can open. I repainted the tree and made the leaves all have proper stems and branches instead of being a floating mass of disconnected leaves. Also I finally did something I’m happy with for the platforms. I’ve probably reworked them 3 or 4 times. I still need to do all the connecting bridges.

It’s getting there. Why did I have to start with the most complex village.

Here are the huts for the Kewa and Kahu, appropriately sized so they can fit out of the holes. I still need to add the little perches and the horn and kite.