User blog:Mizziracer/My Bionicle - Chauffeur Twop

AN: IS it good? PLZ tell me masks!!



Chapter 2.



AN: Fangz 2 bloodymakutaz666 4 helpin me wif da chapta! BTW preps stop being ta-matoran on ma story ok!



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The next day I woke up in my mangaia. It was snowing and raining again. I opened the door of my unity seal and drank some antidermis from a bottle I had. My seal was white ebony and inside it was hot because roodaka had been all over me with white white on the crystals. I got out of my coffin and took of my giant INIKA torso which I used for better mocs. Instead, I put on a black hero factory torso, a seal necklace, hero factory feet boots and black accent colour on. I put on four pairs of arms in my all new custom torso, and put my mask on.



My friend, Miserix (AN: Miserix dis is u!) woke up then and grinned at me. She flipped her long waist-length raven black hero factory first wave chest piece with pink streaks and opened her forest-green eye stalks. She put on her Makuta Miserix build with a black minifigure decoration, a Faxon and pointy high-heeled boots. We put on our accent colours (black arms white legs and black weapons.)



“By Mata Nui, I saw you talking to Turaga Dume yesterday!” she said excitedly.



“Yeah? So?” I said, blushing.



<p class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom:0.35cm;line-height:115%">“Do you like Dume?” she asked as we went out of the Mangaia and into the Great Spirit.

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<p class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom:0.35cm;line-height:115%">“No I so ekimu-ing don’t!” I shouted.

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<p class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom:0.35cm;line-height:115%">“Yeah right!” she exclaimed. Just then, Dume walked up to me.

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<p class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom:0.35cm;line-height:115%">“Hi.” he said.

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<p class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom:0.35cm;line-height:115%">“Hi.” I replied flirtily.

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<p class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom:0.35cm;line-height:115%">“Guess what.” he said.

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<p class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom:0.35cm;line-height:115%">“What?” I asked.

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<p class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom:0.35cm;line-height:115%">“Well, the CBW cool kids crew are having a concert in Okoto.” he told me.

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<p class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom:0.35cm;line-height:115%">“Oh. My. Nui-ing. Mata!” I screamed. I love CBW. They are my favorite band, besides the Organisation of Darkness.

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<p class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom:0.35cm;line-height:115%">“Well…. do you want to go with me?” he asked.

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<p class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom:0.35cm;line-height:115%">I gasped.