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betarotai · 2 years
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Forgot to content. Have the Toa Voya.
Old stud.io renders from awhile back; had the urge to make a whole set of the Voya as Toa. Meant to post these earlier but I forgot. Velika’s weapon could’ve been better in hindsight, but other than that I’m glad how these turned out.
bonuses:
back and front shots:
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aand comparisons with the og:
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aaaaaaaaaaaaand these shots that reference the original voyatoran set renders:
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aight see you later
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cryptid-cuisine · 8 months
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guys i made a bionicle duck
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orc3dprint · 3 months
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cha5otic · 4 months
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With how fucked up the Great Beings are, I'm surprised they hadn't thought of this yet.
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I fail to see a flaw in this system I proposed.
...other than the fact that I stitched corpses together.
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jujucomet · 4 months
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Remembered I had this guy I made back in April while thinking of the Matoran Pit-prisioners.
He doesn't have a name, probably a ex-Barraki soldier, but he uses his spear/hook to fish junk and his strong tail to propel himself out of hinding spaces so to catch prey on his artificial jaw. I had other pit-matoran ideas somewhere.
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karyot · 4 months
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jaller and his weirdly unnamed crab!
im gonna start mocposting now.
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arzeron · 22 days
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Check it out, five the Voya Nui Resistance! (and some other asshole)
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mugbearerscorner · 7 months
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The Toa Metru
A bunch of re-renders and re-edits of my favorite Bonkle lads. The Metru symbols are courtesy of @Demitsorou.
Posted using PostyBirb
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schlorpple · 9 months
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i had to take the can of Beeronicle and turn the drawing into an actual MOC.
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logicalabsurdity · 4 months
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I have the power of Stud.io and anime on my side, and what do I do? Make sad dioramas about the origin story of my OCs.
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Several hundred years before the Great Cataclysm, Lhilari was a Matoran of Ice living on the Southern Continent. Her Ko-Koro was a relatively isolated village, nestled in the crags of a western mountain range, and Lhilari was one of the traders, sent down to the warm foothills to barter for news and supplies.
Lhilari's duty brought her to cross paths many times with one of the local wandering Toa, a Toa of the Green called Garenix. They did not often spend much time together, but they became familiar faces to each other; Garenix always had a brief smile for her, even as he seemed to draw away from everyone and spent more time on the move. He particularly enjoyed when Lhilari brought him samples of hardy mountain mosses, and when Garenix did stop for a rare rest in one of the villages, he told Lhilari all he knew of local plants' beneficial or dangerous properties.
Perhaps it was that mentorship, as inconstant as it was, that was why Lhilari found him on the mountain path.
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It was the harsh breathing that caught her attention. Harsh, but shallow; someone trying desperately to avoid notice, but in too much pain to succeed.
Lhilari's hand tensed around the handle of her spear. Toa Garenix had come through only last month, following up on the unusually aggressive Rahi and confirming they had calmed; the road was supposed to be safe again, especially this close to home. Had he missed something? Had something been hiding, waiting to pounce once enough silent nights had gone by that the Matoran grew calm again?
She crept forward up the path, eyeing every rock and tree, ready to lunge at the first sign of movement. It was early for a nocturnal Rahi to strike, the sky still shading down from blue to black, but...
It wasn't a Rahi she found, and it wasn't a victim of one. Hidden crouched behind a boulder she found Toa Garenix, one hand pressing heavily on his leaf-bladed broadsword as if it was the only thing keeping him from collapsing fully to the packed earth. A thick hilt protruded from his chest above his heartlight, and blood pooled by his knees and other hand.
Lhilari dropped her spear and rushed forward. "Toa! Toa Garenix, what happened--"
He raised his head to meet her eyes, and his bleak expression stopped her cold. "Little sister," he sighed. His face twitched in a faint smile.
"Toa-- Toa, you're--"
Toa Garenix glanced down at the shortsword in his chest. "Yes," he said. "I am sorry."
The blade was the only thing keeping him from bleeding out entirely. Lhilari twitched forward, then brought her hands to her head instead. "I can get help. Ko-Koro is only--"
"No," he said, and coughed wetly. "No. There is-- no time. I am out of time."
"The Turaga can-- can freeze it shut, I know he can, anything for our Toa--"
Toa Garenix shook his head. "Poison," he said. "I am beyond help, little sister."
Lhilari pressed her hands to her Matatu and shook her head. "No, no, there must be something-- you can't die, you're our Toa, you're everyone's Toa--" She pointed desperately at a berry bush that she knew did something but couldn't remember what. "Can that--?"
His smile was almost pitying. "I am sorry."
She stared at him, fury and despair warring in her. "Please. There has to be something I can do. You're--" Her voice cracked. "You're the only Toa I've ever known."
He closed his eyes for a long moment. He seemed to sag, and Lhilari jerked forward, ready to catch him, before his resigned gaze caught her again. "Bring me a stone," he said. "The first fist-sized stone you find."
Lhilari nodded sharply and bolted. She snatched her spear from the ground and didn't bother to search for a rock of the right size, just swung at a nearby outcropping with all her helpless rage until a chunk came off. She'd have to apologize to the Captain of the Guard for such an abuse of a weapon, but-- that was later. Now, her Toa was dying.
Toa Garenix looked somehow even worse. The pool of blood had grown, perhaps because he had moved to reach for her with his left hand. "Give it to me," he said.
Lhilari clutched it to her chest instead. "Who did this to you?" she demanded.
"They are..." He took a shuddering breath and shook his head. "Do not seek them out. Do not... follow my path. Give me the stone."
"Was it Dark Hunters?"
"Sister," he said sternly. The stone grew heavy in her hands as he stared her down. "Please. Do as I ask."
The faint glow of his Garai was more obvious in the dying light. Lhilari huffed and stepped forward to hand over the stone. "Are they a danger to the villages?"
Toa Garenix didn't take the stone from her, just laid his hand over it. His breathing hitched unevenly, his chest heaving. "No. They got... what they... came for."
He shuddered, then, his hand clamping around the stone, as an energy buzzed through it that made Lhilari jerk her hand away. Then he collapsed, his sword falling hilt-first to land next to Lhilari, the stone glowing a verdant green through his fingers.
"Toa Garenix!" Lhilari dropped to her knees and reached for him. "No, no no no, please--"
"Your Turaga... will know.... what to do," he whispered. "Use... the power... well, sister. Do not... avenge..."
"Please, I can't-- you have to teach me--"
He met her eyes and smiled one last time. "Farewell... Toa... Lhilari..."
The light of his green eyes faded as his head dropped, leaving only the glow of the stone. Lhilari clutched her head and sobbed.
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It was nearly full dark by the time she returned to the village. The leaf-bladed sword, taller than she was, scraped in the dirt no matter how she carried it, but it was the glowing stone that truly weighed on her.
The guard on duty stopped her when they saw the giant sword. "Where is Toa--"
"I must see the Turaga," Lhilari interrupted. "Now."
She couldn't say it. She had to explain, but she couldn't. The guard didn't try to make her, just waved her through, and Lhilari took her burden to the Turaga's hut.
He didn't say anything, just looked at her for a long moment. Then he took the broadsword from her, leaned it carefully against one wall, and took her free hand to squeeze it.
"He's--" The words caught in her throat. "I'm--"
Her Turaga touched her other hand, the one clutching the stone, and nodded. "Do you know what you must do?"
Lhilari shook her head. "You do. He. He said, you do."
"Where is he?"
Lhilari kept her eyes fixedly open, staring at the blue-white crystals in the ceiling of the hut. "Down the path. Not far."
He squeezed her hand again. "Come with me."
She went where her Turaga took her, through a secret door and down the hidden steps, cool white lightstones marking the way. He brought her to the door of a room holding nothing but a small shrine, then stopped, and lead her to a stone bench just outside it.
"Lhilari," he said softly. "Do you know what Toa Garenix asked you to do?"
She flinched. "No," she lied.
Her Turaga pressed her to sit down, then sat beside her. "You need not take up the mantle now. We have lived without a Toa before; we can again."
Lhilari stared at the green stone still in her hands. At the Toa Stone, that their Toa had given her instead of allowing her to even look at his wounds. She stared at it, and felt the power humming beneath its surface, and said nothing.
"Toa die so Matoran can live," her Turaga said softly. "If we live long enough, we cease to be Toa, but we never cease to be protectors."
"I couldn't do anything," she whispered. "He-- he wouldn't let me do anything. I-- I thought we were friends."
"Would he have entrusted you with this otherwise?"
She closed her eyes tightly. The bloody blade protruding from his back intruded on her mind, the pool that spread under him as she wept and he remained still. "He told me not to avenge him."
"That is not the way of a Toa," her Turaga murmured.
"I-- I can't-- what else am I supposed to do?" Her voice rose into a wail. "I'm not him! I can't be him!"
"Be you," her Turaga said. "Be you, and do what you can."
Later, she would. Later, with new strength in body and soul, she would lay their old Toa to rest. Later, she would learn how to be a Toa under the tutelage of her Turaga. Later, she would put the mystery of who had killed their Toa to the back of her mind, to be forgotten almost entirely over the next three centuries of wandering the continent. Later, she would mentor new Toa herself in a world gone mad.
Now, she curled around the Toa Stone Garenix had poured his life into and cried.
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stoovano · 4 months
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New self moc time!!
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This is Kytera, a Zesk from Bota Magna, credit to @karyot for the chest build and fancy render!
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cryptid-cuisine · 1 month
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The instant I saw the circular support beam 77107 i knew i could make an approximation of one of Nuparu Mahri's prototype models utilizing the piece. I almost used a longer, Technic-built cannon to better mimic the blaster of the prototype in question, but I decided a functioning Cordak Blaster would be more interesting. I used the Rahkshi feet and Inika shoulder armor in non-production colors for effect, as well as a recreation of the prototype's kitbashed mask, but otherwise this build is entirely replicable using real pieces.
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mocsbylexan · 6 months
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Ussal Nui
Aqua Magna, c. 100,000 AGR
The surface portion of Meki Nui's Onu Wahi is a vast expanse of unsettled grassy moorland, dotted with rocks and crags that hide entrances to the underground. It's said that somewhere out on these plains, the queen of the wild Ussal herds holds her serene court.
Moctober 2022, Day 25
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orc3dprint · 2 months
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Toa Goku
I've been really low energy recently, but I've wanted to make *something* as a tribute to Toriyama, so I did a quick build of Goku as a Toa
Dragon Ball has touched so many other genres of media, so it feels appropriate here
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cha5otic · 1 month
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Oh hey, a custom Bionicle/Hero Factory head pack
(cannot seem to find any on the web, or I'm bad at finding things, so)
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There is mainly two head types in the pack, Matoran Universe head and Agori/Glatorian head. Had to differentiate them cause apparently they have different eye heights and the latter type is a lot less forgiving in space
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The Matoran Universe head is compatible with Mata, Metru, Okoto connections (except Hewkii Mahri's Garai, rip, also prolly Teridax's Kraahkan). The Agori/Glatorian head is compatible with Agori/Glatorian, HF Breakout, HF Brain Attack (screw HF 2.0 and 3.0 heads)
(Edit) Things to note about the models:
-Garai is incompatible due to space needed for the Okoto's mask connections, may be revised soon
-had to cut a bit of the bar from the HF Brain Attack to make the head fit into Agori/Glatorian helmets
-Agori/Glatorian heads are smushed to make sure Brain Attack visor+helmet fits
-the heads are a little bit taller (half an axle/pin taller) for light pipings
-will prolly edit the models soon so the light pipings will work better, especially for the nyan head
-idk why but stud.io seem to make the parts ricochet wildly when inserted
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Also bonus torso piece and foot, its articulated (why haven't they thought of this)
Also apparently every rendering software I had broke when I tried exporting the stud.io model for render
File is here, idk what other free anonymous file hosting sites there is, remind me if you want it reuploaded since PixelDrain only hosts it for a few months
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nattarthetimedragon · 7 months
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Lewa Nuva sky Adaptive Armor
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