Anonymous asked:
Does the mod have a deviantart or mod tumblr?
Tropico takes delight in taking out others from a distance, I prefer hunting down my targets and burning them.
It’s quite satisfactory, really.
It’s an honest lifesaver that Tropico can care for herself most of the time, runt-sized as she may be.
As for Chirox, he has taken to adjusting to touch and following memorized patterns.
It’s actually rather amusing to watch a Makuta count his own steps…
((Alright, I’m sorry for all the Hiatuses, my dear followers, but I’ve been a bit busy, however! to keep you goofy goobers entertained still, I’ll keep updating, but I’ll only give you a comic update every Wednesday, involving one or two pages.
Secondly, I’ll be putting up a new page for FAQ (frequently asked questions) because some of you are asking repeat questions, and Mutran doesn’t have enough lung compacity to keep repeating himself.
Oh. and I might be changing the layout, too, who knows. right now I’m just focused on getting my life back into order.
anyway, chao, my darling Bioniclrs. <3))
Anonymous asked:
How did you survive?
Mutran let out a light grunt, settling into his chair “How many times must I repeat myself?” he set aside a datapad, staring with some boredom at the computer terminal.
“I survived the energy storm because my body is hollow, lightning went in, and my antidermis channeled it enough to leave out through an eye.”
He ponders what else they would be inquiring about.
“As for that illogical abomination, like it, I’m hard to kill.”
Durgeth asked:
What are Friday nights like for you and yours?
“On the day of frost, I stand guard while the other makuta either rest and rejuvinate or conduct experiments.” He glanced away briefly over at his latest experiment broiling and bubbling while the fire under it simmers the concoction inside the vial, watching Chirox, with the help of the little matoran acting as his eyes, adjust to temperature as needed.
“I don’t know what the matoran Tropico does, however. I think she might be collecting gull feathers, been seeing them around the landing sills.”
