WOAH YOU GUYS CHECK THIS SHIT OUT
Damn. QUE C’EST BEAU
I’m not sure if people CAN really say this about Makuta but HOT A WHAT
In an attempt to throw off the dark hunters, Matau uses his Kanohi to disguise himself as the one thing they fear: Lawyers.
Okay sorry guys I’ve reached Fuck O’clock and I want to ride it out.
(original gif made by this fabulous person woot.)
I prefer to read this gif as follows:
phoenix: shit i took a wrong turn didn’t i was that a goddamn robot where the fuck am i fucking last time i get instructions from maya this is worse than that time with the witches and the top hat
I once made up how Toa and Matora have sex now I regret it.
It’s still so clean because there’s no use of Penises or Vaginas or any other reproductive organs and just involves exchanges of energies between one being and another with their Kanohi off.
may I direct you to this post and then crawl into a corner and re-evaluate my life because I’m discussing bionicle reproduction late at night
but really *pulls out chair, keeps pulling it out, backs out front door, goes into waiting u-haul, gets out at zoo, backs into lion pit, puts down chair and sits on it backwards as a lion launches itself through the air claws extended* what is yu-gi-oh zexal
by making her have dialogue beyond ‘rawr i r skakdi i r jerk’? idk i just write the thing ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Semeka, Skakdi Bartender requested by currentlyunknown
now let us put this whole half-toa/half-skakdi thing behind us
Voporak raised his head for the first time in years. Patiently, he had waited, the Mask of Time in his grip, for the right person to find him. But not the Shadowed One, no. The Mask of Time had spoken to him. He saw now the journey that lay ahead of the mask, and the Shadowed One would not be a part of it. There was nothing he could do about it. A being one with time as he was could sense such things. He had learned of the intricacies of time. He had to. It was that, or destruction. Time was his essence.
you wrote the start to a bionicle/doctor who crossover
and I wrote the end to one a year and a half ago
we’re officially wibbly wobbly tumbly wumbly
(also: voporak meeting the doctor? WHY DIDN’T I THINK OF THAT YOU ARE EXCELLENT)