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BIONICLE: Spirits of Kongero Nui

Tehkin threw aside what he deemed to be junk. Like most days he was scavenging through the garbage filled wastes of Su-Congro, hoping to snag a few decent quality pieces of scrap that he could use to melt down. It wasn't the most thrilling of life jobs but it was one that Tehkin felt a little pride for usually making quality scrap to be used by other matorans. So far he had found little, however, and it was putting him in a bit of a bitter mood even with the knowledge that in a few days the festival would be happening. He wanted to at least have one more good set of scrap done before it started, and that meant getting it done today before he would have to travel to Fe-Congro where the festival was being held. He was a matoran who had few friends due to his blunt nature but he had managed to make a few outside of Su-Congro that he wouldn't mind seeing during the festival.
Finally pulling out a piece of twisted metal, he tossed into a makeshift sled that would carry his haul back to his home and shop. With one good scrap found his mood seemed to slightly change to the better, if his luck held he would make it to the festival.

BIONICLE: Spirits of Kongero Nui

Sorry for the delay, came down with a nasty flu. But getting back on my feet so been working on my post.

BIONICLE: Spirits of Kongero Nui

Be posting something hopefully tomorrow.

The Red Hoods: Rebirth

Location: The Celebration Extravaganza of course
Interactions: Back in the drinking game.... with coffee

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The remainder of Thane's day involved battling his splitting headache, so much so that he nearly forgot what the night held in store. Luckily enough the skull piercing pain dulled by the time the festivities began. He did his best to make himself presentable in a crowd, a difficult task with such a lovely facial feature covering most of his charming self but he made do and was a far cry from the mess of the previous night events.

Drinking was off the table for the night, he wanted to avoid a round two with his head until a later date. Instead he simply went to the cafe next door to the bar ordering himself a coffee to help kill the little bit of pain that still remained. Once coffee in hand he made his way around the celebrations area, occasionally mingling with a fellow wolves he might of recognized be from coworkers at the club he worked or drinking and fighting buddies. Pleasantries were exchanged with occasional gossip, a far less exciting night but a calmness that Thane welcomed while he walked about.

BIONICLE: Spirits of Kongero Nui

@Jove I'm fine with that idea.

The Red Hoods: Rebirth

Location: Humble Den
Interactions: His aching head

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The daylight came to fast to the displeasure of Thane. He growled in agitation as his eyes were hit by a blinding ray of light coming through the partially closed curtains of the window. His head was numbly throbbing from the hangover he was nursing. He reluctantly got off his couch he had previously passed out on, slowly shuffling his way to the kitchen to clean up the mess of half eaten watermelon from when he woke up earlier in the night. The wolf in him slightly whined seeing it fall into the trash but by now the fruit would of been terrible to eat. Once he cleaned up the mess he shuffled his way to his bathroom to shower. Upon entering he looked at himself in the mirror. Minus the scar on his face, the rest of him had healed while he slept, now he just needed to get rid of the dried blood. Starting the shower he started his painful day.

Upon finishing his cleaning of blood and sweat of the past day, he got new clothes before sighing loudly to himself while heading back into his kitchen to precede to make a foul mixture that he would only describe as a personal recipe for makeup juice. It gagged him but helped push back against some of the pain of the brick slamming his head which he needed to take the next step for his dead. The dread walk of doom to his mailbox that he had yet to do the previous day. The slam of the door behind him, even with his best effort to be silent, caused his head to throb in displeasure. Groaning, he slid his way down the hall to the elevator. Making his way down to the lobby before continuing the slow walk to a wall of locked boxes, finding his number and opening, taking what was inside before making his way back, only hoping that no one bothered him on his way back.

BIONICLE: Spirits of Kongero Nui

Tekhin, of Su-Congro

-NAME-

Tekhin

-GENDER-

Male

-SPECIES-

Matoran

-DESCRIPTION-

Tekhin is a rather blunt Matoran who probably shares his opinion of others a bit more then he should. He figures getting straight to the point of things is better then walking over eggshells even if it agitate others. This bluntness and seriousness of him has for the most part left the Su-Matoran with few friends. He's adjusted to the solitary lifestyle for the most part, focusing primarily on his job which keeps him busy most days with all the scrap there is that needs to get melted down. In his spare time when not melting down scrap, any interesting things that he might of found he tinkers with. While nothing probably comes from his tinkering it relaxes him.

Despite his seemingly cold shouldered nature, he can be a rather cheerful matoran, it's just a rare sight to see due to the few friends he does have.

-APPEARANCE-

Tekhin stands about average height with his fellow Su-Matoran, though perhaps a bit broader then most. His mask is orange while the upper portion of his armor on his body is mostly white with a few blacks stripes across his chest with orange hands. The armor on his legs is orange while his feet are white. The parts of him that aren't covered in armor are black. Eyes are yellow in color.

-ELEMENT-

Plasma

-MASK-

Kanohi Pakari | Mask of Strength (Powerless)

-OCCUPATION-

Tove, like numerous other Su-Matoran, is a scrap smelter. Either bartering with others for what they find among all the piles of junk, or looking himself to later smelt down what he can to sell to others or ship off. It's a dirty job but someone has to do it.

-TOOLS-

A hammer he got from a Fe-Matoran that's usually used with smithing. Being able to flatten out the smelted metals has proven useful.

-RELATIONSHIPS-

TO BE DETERMINED

-Journal-

Journal Log 0

-BAG-

Few pieces of scrap (x3)
A small pouch usually for any interesting findings in junk piles (x1)

BIONICLE: Spirits of Kongero Nui

Tekhin, of Su-Congro

-NAME-

Tekhin

-GENDER-

Male

-SPECIES-

Matoran

-DESCRIPTION-

Tekhin is a rather blunt Matoran who probably shares his opinion of others a bit more then he should. He figures getting straight to the point of things is better then walking over eggshells even if it agitate others. This bluntness and seriousness of him has for the most part left the Su-Matoran with few friends. He's adjusted to the solitary lifestyle for the most part, focusing primarily on his job which keeps him busy most days with all the scrap there is that needs to get melted down. In his spare time when not melting down scrap, any interesting things that he might of found he tinkers with. While nothing probably comes from his tinkering it relaxes him.

Despite his seemingly cold shouldered nature, he can be a rather cheerful matoran, it's just a rare sight to see due to the few friends he does have.

-APPEARANCE-

Tekhin stands about average height with his fellow Su-Matoran, though perhaps a bit broader then most. His mask is orange while the upper portion of his armor on his body is mostly white with a few blacks stripes across his chest with orange hands. The armor on his legs is orange while his feet are white. The parts of him that aren't covered in armor are black. Eyes are yellow in color.

-ELEMENT-

Plasma

-MASK-

Kanohi Pakari | Mask of Strength (Powerless)

-OCCUPATION-

Tove, like numerous other Su-Matoran, is a scrap smelter. Either bartering with others for what they find among all the piles of junk, or looking himself to later smelt down what he can to sell to others or ship off. It's a dirty job but someone has to do it.

-TOOLS-

A hammer he got from a Fe-Matoran that's usually used with smithing. Being able to flatten out the smelted metals has proven useful.

-RELATIONSHIPS-

TO BE DETERMINED

-Journal-

Journal Log 0

-BAG-

Few pieces of scrap (x3)
A small pouch usually for any interesting findings in junk piles (x1)

The Red Hoods: Rebirth

Location: Hometurf
Interactions: My shadow

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What was supposed to be a hopeful few hours of peaceful slumber was shattered by the buzzing tone of ring coming from Thane's phone. He eyed the piece of technology with hatred as his head felt like it was being smashed by a brick. Growling at the device contemplating if it would be worth throwing the bloody item out the window. He decided not to destroy the cursed object after contemplating that the effort to replace it would be far more irritating. He eyed the device until it finally ended it's horrible noise, and sat up only when his head didn't feel like it was going to explode. He did plan to sleep more but up now, he would have to answer at least one of the more peculiar urges that came from sharing with a beast of the night. Being a werewolf didn't always mean an insatiable craving for meat, the wolf within could have other interests, oddly for Thane that interest was watermelon which he had to keep at hand during these nights of having one to many drinks in the fight pits.

"It's coming, it's coming," he mumbled to himself feeling an odd pressure behind his eye, usually meaning the wolf was restless and wanted something. Thane had learned the hard way of ignoring the beast when he woke the following morning to find a rather nice couch nothing more then stuffing spread across the apartment that he still could find to this day along with a rather unwelcome gift. So it was better for him to suffer the short yet long walk to the fridge while his head pounded.

Once managing to remain standing and opening the fridge to find the frozen fruit, he sliced it up before eating it, a growl rumbling in his chest signifying the satisfaction of the beast."Weird bloody beast you are. Doubt many think that maybe giving the wolf a damn watermelon will calm you down," Thane grumbled while sitting on his couch, the bed feeling to far to return to so he choose then next best thing to sleep on without having to worry for his phone to bother him with more vile ringing and buzzing. Once the beast was calmed did Thane manage to find sleep again, whatever good it would do for him in the next few hours.

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