Name: Setek
Element: Sonics
Toa Tool of Choice: Dual Chakram
Kanohi: Great Kakama, Mask of Speed
Background: A powerful wind whizzed by several matoran as they carried about their duties. This sort of thing is normal. It's even more normal when a huge crash is followed by the end once it passes through the village of Le-Doku. A huff of breath sputtered from the smoke as de-matoran Setek wafted away the fumes to check to see if everything was in place, sighing in relief when he found himself in one piece other than a few scuffs. The matoran was daring, seeking the thrill of speeds far beyond the senses of any matoran that took to land, sea or sky and he was willing to risk it all if he had to. This baffled many of the go-getting, party animal le-matoran of the village who'd rather chill and play some music or wind-fly with the breeze. Yet his stunts always seemed to attract a crowd; and Setek loved attention whenever he could find it. Unfortunately his once brand-new vehicle is totalled and he has no widgets to order another for production. The de-matoran's reputation amongst the mechanics was foul at best: None wanted theirs to be the next scrapheap hauled off to Karzahni by Turaga Imaluni; and Setek didn't want to be around when the grumpy old fart shows up.
Aside from this, it is just another day for the vehicle tester. Were he not outfitted the special sound-mufflers his old friend Gaero fixed up for him he would have been in agony. His job is noisy work, which was strange to the locals who are aware of a de-matoran's sensitive hearing. As he swaggered back toward the garage, he looked over the edge of the bridge and spotted another vehicle speeding below and heading for a group of merchants. When he noticed the driver had been knocked unconscious, his eyes darted toward the ledge and ended up focused on the vehicle. Timing himself, the lithe matoran ran as fast as his small legs could carry him, leaping over the rails and descending to what the ongoing spectators believed to be Setek's doom. Fortune smiled upon the lad as he landed feet-first onto the speeding transport hovering several feet above ground. Clinging to the roof for dear life, he mustered enough courage to pull himself over to the cab, slipping in through the window and slamming down on the air-brakes while drifting and braced for death. A loud crash soon followed, he felt his body aching all over and being pulled out from the wreckage. Regaining his bearings, he is quick to discover that he could not ask about the matoran, let alone speak without pain shooting into his throat and being treated to the sound of silence. His vocal chords were damaged in the crash, leaving Setek broken and mute. Once he was taken to a proper medical facitily, he was paid a special visit: Toa Lesovikk appeared at his bedside, a toa stone glowing ominously in his hand as he approached the wounded matoran. "I am greatly saddened about your accident and that I could not be there to stop it. Please Setek, take this. This village needs more courageous heroes like you." the emerald Toa smiled small, but warmly. Setek blinked, not knowing how to react until his eyes fell upon the glowing stone. It all happened so fast... what more of a perfect opportunity?
Abilities: Setek can create and control sound. His toa tool ability to use his chakram as sound amplifiers gives him an edge in effective crowd control. Lithe in structure, Setek is the most agile and acrobatic of the Toa Rukai. While he isn't as durable as the others he makes up for it in speed, reflexes and a touch of luck. His Great Kakama increases his speed to epic proportions, giving a whole other term of "being faster than the speed of sound". He has a unique abilitiy to form a 'voice' from various sounds in the environment, be it beating drums, voices of other folk or even the rush of wind. He has picked up sign language since then and uses it as his base method of communication. Forming a voice from sound drains him so it is only used as an emergency tactic.
Personality: Reckless, cocky and the energy of an attention/thrill seeking le-matoran. Setek knows he stands out and he loves every minute of it. His courage and forward-thinking can lead him into more trouble than its worth, even if his intentions were good at heart. He fears that one day his luck will run out on him or that the rest of his team would forget or even abandon him if he doesn't throw his weight; something he would never show or tell the others about. He considers himself the most sane of the Toa Rukai, often pointing out things members like Roak would miss or try his hardest to get the others attention despite him being mute. His inability to speak is something he is very sensitive about and would really prefer it Danma didn't poke fun.
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The fourth member has been revealed! Thank you all for your patience. I really hope he was worth the wait. ^^
Bionicle (c) LEGO
Setek (c) me
