#wairuha

[alienbycomics]

Trans Characters From the Vault Volume 5: Frost and Fashion! Who's your favorite? Who should I do next?

Other volumes of Trans Characters From the Vault!

Volume 1 , Volume 2 , Volume 3 , Volume 4

[mfmara-art]

concept art about the toa fusion, kaita Wairuha

also, some masks sketches

[bonkled]

The earth writhes under the hand of Makuta. This is not the island I know.

My people have turned to the ways of brutal, superstitious nomads. They are not the Matoran I remember.

My brother, reduced to war hound of the Dark Lord...

but he is not lost.

I will follow Akamai to any pit Makuta drags him to. I will pry that corrupting mask off of my comrade if it kills me.

[lynns-bonkle-blog]

Why does Wairuha Nuva have an ass

[tourneys-by-me]

Multiple Elements Character Tournament - Round 1 (B) 9/12

Wairuha: Air, Water, and Ice

Mirabelle Chevalier: Paper and Scissors

Propaganda under the cut

Wairuha: They're a fusion between an air person, water person, and an ice person. Also, technically they are one-third woman because the water person was a woman and that is very gender. The fusion of three powerful Toa warriors, Wairuha can summon powerful storms to vanquish enemies.

Mirabelle Chevalier: although she's not the POV protagonist of the game, she's the "chosen one" of her story in an unconventional way - everyone believes she was chosen by the God of the religion she follows, but she was really chosen by another person and feels like a Fake Hero because of it. she has a personal character arc where she struggles with her religion and realizes she's aro/ace at the end of it too!! her cute little head is full of Anxiety and Care For Everyone and i lobve her. her dual-element-ness isn't all that integral to the story but she's just so good we think she deserves a W anyway

[demitsorou]

Kini Wairuha, the Temple of the Stormcaller. 2020

featuring very tiny Kikao @mugbearerscorner

[bionic-baby]

Bionicle bros

I tried a new shading technique.

Wairuha is my favorite out of the 2.

[ctrl-alt-tahu]

Thoughts of Akamai and Wairuha

"You shouldn't talk about the Great Spirit like that," said Pohatu, as they continued to cross Ko-Metru. The wan lights above the dome were at their zenith, providing a pale glow over the ruined city. As they climbed around the exterior of one of the largest (or least-ruined) towers of the Metru, they could see at a distance other portions of the city.

"I believed in Mata Nui, once," said Voriki. "I even thought I met him… but what Great Being would claim to watch over the Matoran and leave us with this." He paused, looking out over the city. They were on a landing of sorts, a flat place that opened where the broad tower below them turned to a much narrower spire. They could see north, east, and south, and Voriki waved a hand over them all.

"You should have seen Metru Nui then, when I first came here: the Coliseum there"--he pointed north east at the most ruinous area they could see: the centre island broken and cracked--"the Temple of Mata Nui in Ga-Metru, the chute system, the great forge of Ta-Metru. It was the envy of the world, and envy it the Makuta did. I don't know all the centuries of war and scheming before my time, but they weren't without effect: Metru Nui no longer ruled its empire, and only one Toa still stood with Turaga Dume, who ruled this city: Toa Lhikan, Toa of Fire.

"I don't know where he got the Toa Stones that transformed us. I don't know why he waited until he was the last Toa left and the sea-gates were on the verge of being breached. I don't know why he picked the seven of us--but he did, and we became Toa: me, and the six you say you know as Turaga: Vakama, Nokama, Matau, Onewa, Nuju, and Whenua."

"A seventh Toa!" Lewa whispered. Onua nodded, but gestured for silence. Kopaka and Tahu shared a cryptic nod.

"We weren't enough," said Voriki. "While we tried to learn how to control our powers, how to control our masks, we sought the great Kanoka disks, drove back the Morbuzakh--and missed how much we were needed at the sea-gates. Important as our little quests might have been in peacetime, they were distractions when the city was threatened from without. What did it matter if the Morbuzakh was choking off the Great Forge when the Matoran were vanishing and the Visorak were invading?"

"What are Visor--" Lewa began even as Gali asked "why were the Matoran vanishing?"

"Visorak are a sort of swarming, insectoid Rahi," said Voriki. "There were thousands of them, directed by Sidorak, a mighty servant of the Brotherhood of Makuta."

"And the Matoran?" asked Kopaka.

"We didn't realise it until much later," said Voriki, "but Turaga Dume was long gone. He was being impersonated by the Makuta himself, and it was all his plan: the Matoran were being put in stasis even as the city fell to the Visorak. Metru Nui fell to attacks from both within and without. Only the seven of us were left free in the city--well, and the five Matoran we stole away with us. Whenua, Nuju, and Onewa stayed behind in the Coliseum to buy the rest of us time to escape, and while we were on the run in Po-Metru, Vakama collapsed and Matau and I learned that he had been keeping a secret from us--visions, or so Nokama called them."

There no hiding the looks that the six Toa gave each other. So Vakama is still associated with them, then, Voriki thought.

"He said he had seen the Great Beings in council, and that they had told him that Mata Nui was asleep and we must wake him, and that Valour and Wisdom would guide us. At the time, I believed this was a sign, and that we had to save Metru Nui by waking the Great Spirit, and I believed that Akamai and Wairuha would come and help us--but though we found a Mata Nui of sorts, in the end, no Great Beings came and guided us. If Vakama's vision meant anything, it must have been metaphorical: wisdom and valour, not personified beings."

"They are true-real," said Lewa. "Takua told us."

The wind seemed to pick up, and the already chilly ledge was far from comfortable to any save Kopaka, but no one moved as Voriki stared at them.

"You mentioned him--Takua," said Voriki at last, "in your tale the other night: he is your chronicler."

"Yes," said Tahu.

"And he claims to have seen Akamai and Wairuha," said Voriki.

"Yes," said Pohatu.

"Not 'claimed'," said Gali. "He did see them. I have felt what he has seen."

"Was this before you came to the island?" asked Voriki.

"No, this was the first great battle with Makuta," said Gali. "As we said in our tale: after scouring the island for the Golden Kanohi and being united at last, we faced the Makuta beneath the temple of Kini Nui and defeated him, for a time."

"You said nothing of Akamai and Wairuha," said Voriki.

"We didn't exactly tell you every kick and blow," said Pohatu. "To be honest, most of that battle is a blur. We entered the cave, encountered the Manas and… returned later, victorious. Takua remembers more than we do."

Voriki said nothing, but it was plain that he wanted to dismiss the idea, and why not: if they remembered so little and if the Makuta hadn't even been truly vanquished, then perhaps they hadn't been victorious at all. Yet if their chronicler claimed to have seen Akamai and Wairuha…

"We should get going again," said Voriki. "We're almost there. If the Pituita Nui is still functioning, we can close the sea-gate. I'll have Tehutti see what we can do to close them permanently, and we need to find Nidhiki and Krekka, but that can wait till tomorrow."

He tapped a door that opened onto the ledge with the slightest jolt of electricity, and the door popped open, not quite chest-height.

"An access point for Matoran technicians, not Toa, I'm afraid."

"So, what happened next?" asked Pohatu, "in your story? You went from Po-Metru to find Mata Nui?"

"No, not right away," said Voriki. "First, we encountered more Toa."

[rrbobani]

Just a quick doodle of how maybe Wairuha and Akamai look humanized~

[randomwriteronline]

The Storm may be wise - but that does not make it gentle.

[byz-was-here]

The Chronicler’s Co as Toa AU, meet the Kaita edition.

Akamai: Good to be me again. Oh, hello Wairuha.

Wairuha: Greetings, Brother. It seems we have company.

Both look down

The Entire Chronicler's Company:

6 kinds of internal screaming

[today-in-knps]

🗓 Saturday, December 7th, 2024

Several people have strange encounters in the middle of the night. Lewa dreams of being chased through the jungle and rescued by a silver being with six arms. Kopaka dreams of a desert and a golden being with six arms who says they were expecting "the stone one." Gali dreams of that same silver figure, who introduces themself as Wairuha, spirit of unity and brother of Akamai, and asks that she and the others unite and summon their power. Takua dreams of a void of light, and has a thousand images beamed into his mind at once. The only thing he remembers on waking is the word "Toa." Makuta appears in Tahu's apartment and taunts him. Tahu tries to throw fire at him, but Makuta just leaves, and Tahu sets his curtains on fire. After extinguishing them, he leaves to sleep in a motel.

Nokama gets some texts from Matau while waiting for Vakama and Gali to come over and talk about Gali's dream. She invites him (and Vakama) for lunch after, and thinks about how she's been in love with both of them for years but has never said anything out of fear of losing them. Tahu returns to his apartment to clean up and pretend everything is normal. Vakama, Nokama, and Gali discuss Gali's dream, with Vakama confirming what happened matches with Toa legends of the Kaita, beings which they didn't think actually existed. Nokama reminds Gali that she doesn't have to take this on alone and that trying to force unity can just make things worse, which Gali mentally brushes off. Takua has a headache. He tries to remember more of his dream and is hit with a vision of Tahu protecting him from something. Kopaka runs into Pohatu in the grocery store and is very normal about personal space in the dairy aisle. Matau arrives at Nokama’s for lunch and flirts with both her and Vakama, getting frustrated when they continue to not pick up on it. Tahu and Pohatu play video games online together, and Tahu talks about Makuta's visit the night before. He tries to play it off, but Pohatu is really worried about him. He promises to tell Vakama on Monday and sleeps with the lights on.

Relevant chapters:

[manmisplace]

Do you know how to draw Onua(mata) doesn't looks like grown up Takua?(shit)

[alastheswarmleaderhasescaped]

I will continue loving and talking about MNOG until my dying breath

Program 9: The Light of Victory, and its Shadow, Part 1

Winter hammered down on the Lower East Side through November of 2001, but we didn’t notice much, working around the clock to complete the final program, along with our other projects. We were in bohemia; it didn’t matter if we came out of the office at 5pm or 5am, the bars and cafés were always lit and the streets packed with Christmas-lights and revelers at any hour. There was always hot coffee and when we knocked off, the “Hat” delivered powerful margaritas up the six flights to the studio, if the weather was foul enough that we didn’t want to cross the street.

The final confrontation was a big challenge - how to bring it all together in a fitting climax, without resorting to Good vs. Evil cliché? Worse, how to do it without too much violence?

LEGO was in bad shape that year. It had suffered record losses globally - but Bionicle had pulled it out of the fire, and become the #1 selling action figure in all of toyland. It was experiencing its own narrative crescendo, from the depths of despair - closed offices, lost jobs, bankruptcy - to the height of redemption. They were in the black again. Not that we knew it at the time, mind. No one ever told us anything.

But inside LEGO’s offices was another struggle; how do we handle this new phenomenon? Theirs was a golden brand, home to peaceful play and creativity in children, but its new heroes were fearsome warriors, armed to the teeth with brutal-looking weapons: razor-sharp axes, flaming swords, gruesome claws. The model team and the marketing team had to work it out, and they did, and the word came down from Denmark: they’re not weapons. They’re tools.

“Tools… of destruction!” Naomi laughed, our liaison at the time. I mean, yeah. In their plays, I don’t think the Bionicle fans were having Lewa chop down trees with that axe of his. Nonetheless, we got it - our action sequences were full of daring escapes; cave-ins; collapsing bridges, or just-dodged boulders. When someone needed to blast a Rahi, they blasted instead the rocks in the cave above their head. No Rahi were outright stabbed in the making of this game. Buried alive, maybe. And if a “tool” did find its mark - it did so off-screen.

Now, at the end, it was time to draw out the main theme that had been with us since the beginning. The story was about a battle - but between who? Violence, for us, had a different meaning. When we weren’t working we were playing Counterstrike, five or six of us in the studio late at night, teaming up as Terrorists or Counter-Terrorists on pub servers to take down some other five or six guys online. When we played as Terrorists, of course, we didn’t say that - Freedom-Fighters, we would call ourselves.

But as the excavators pulled the rubble from Ground Zero in the snow, we couldn’t play it any more. Terrorist meant something else now. After what we’d seen from our rooftop, the game just wasn’t fun any more.

Good and evil just wasn’t good enough any more. It didn’t make any sense any more. But this was okay, because from the beginning, that’s not what it was about. The Makuta wasn’t evil, and his brother, Mata Nui, wasn’t good.

We knew that while building was fun, it was just as much fun to destroy. They were two sides of the same coin, and neither were wrong: it was all part of the play, part of learning, part of having fun. Not good or evil: Creation and Destruction, equal powers in the universe, natural and necessary. Both good. Both bad. Both neither. It’s true, we’d painted Destruction a bit negatively - using words like “Infected” Mask, or “Monsters,” but we’d needed the conflict.

So the Makuta, for all its darkness and danger, was not evil after all, and he says as much at the end. The final act was the confrontation, not between Good and Evil, which was meaningless, but between Creation and Destruction, where everything comes from nothing, and goes back to it, eventually. This was the struggle between the Toa and the Rahi, and Mata Nui and Makuta, and a LEGO fan and her kid brother, building and smashing happily, in equal measure. Our world had gone a bit mad, but to us, this helped make some sense of it. We wanted to share what small comfort it brought.

[demitsorou]

Akamai Nuva x Wairuha Nuva, 2021

they're gay and in love (they/them for both please)

[garnarbles]

Tahu Badguy and the Wairuha Gang