#lhikan

[bioniclechicken]

lol

[beesgav]

some bits for that human AU of mine I vaguely mentioned a bit ago- Lhikan mentors the Metru a bit more directly, and he's Jaller's dad

[bionicle-ramblings]

The people have spoken!

Bionicle SCP AU!!

Big thanks to @chancetimespace for honestly entertaining this idea in the first place because this came out of left field😅

World stuff to get out of the way first:

The SCP here is basically the same as the usual SCP(Secure, Contain, Protect) with the added bonus of keeping the beings in its walls from getting out and disrupting the natural order

This is also something of a humanized au, so please bear with me

The Toa Metru are SCPs, each with their own quirks, as do other SCPs, but that's par for the course with anomalies

Lhikan, Naho, Sidorak, the Toa Mata, and Jaller are all scientists or are at least employees in the facility, with their jobs boiling down to keeping anomalies alive and in the facility. There are other workers, these are just who I thought of first

There is a facility trying to get an anomaly out, one that could possibly cause worldwide damage if set free. The anomaly has other acquaintances and allies, but it and the other facility are planning a breach

Takua/Takanuva is an anomaly

The Piraka are anomalies

There are objects that count as anomalies, namely masks. It is unknown how long these masks were tampering with natural order before their were apprehended

On to some of the SCPs themselves!

Off the bat, we have SCP-8545, Whenua. He appears to be a man in his mid-teenties to early thirties, but really he's been around since the 1200's, or so people think; 1215 was an exact year he mentioned as well as meeting philosophers and claiming they, "ruined a good day, and my lunch." Whenua can be hurt and does not regenerate, but his senses are heightened; he can see in the dark, has some level of echo location, and seems to have some level of X-Ray vision, proven when he stared at an agent and asked when they'd last been to the doctor. His Object Class is Safe and he is allowed to roam freely in the facility. He is also allowed to have belongings such as fossils he's kept with him and anitique books and objects from various points in history, including a draft drawing done by Leonardo DaVinci he claims to have won in a bet

SCP-8604, Onewa, is a mostly normal human being, but he has patches of stone on his body, most notably along his forehead, jaw, cheeks, arms, knuckles, torso, knees, back, legs, and feet. These patches make him nearly impermeable to physical damage and allow him to easily fight and gain the upper hand against other people. Also giving him an advantage, and what also made him difficult to capture, is that he has some level of telepathy, specifically making agents either forget him or ignore him. Upon his capture, he did need to be kept in a room with a two-way mirror; agents dicivered his telepathy is fully effective only when he can see his target and have their full attention on him while he commands them. Because of his telepathy and his subpar cooperation, he is classified as Euclid, only being allowed to roam if he wears a set of goggles that darken his vision and makes seeing others more difficult.

Matau, SCP-8740, also falls under the Euclid class. He is a shapeshifter, able to change his features at will and hold the appearance for as long as he wishes. Containment protocol including having a tracker injected into his body so that he could be found no matter what form he took. His original form appears to be mostly humanoid, only his skin is more reflective and scaley and he never blinks. Containment protocol has included that additions to having what is essentially an adult-sized play area in his area due to his high energy. He is only allowed outside if there is a guaranteed way to bring him back; he has had instances of nearly escaping as he slipped out of a window and formed a set of wings so he could fly.

SCP-8544 is Nuju, a human who agents found living alone with Nokama, another SCP and who was suffering from hypothermia. Nuju himself is immune to the cold and is able to love in firgid temperatures comfortably; he can be burned with heat, but rarely needs such extreme measures to be contained. He also has sharp vision and can read the stars in the sky like books, being an astronomer/astrologist, though this has translated to him being able to predict the future with steady success rates. Agents were surprised to see he had telekinetic powers, but only to the point of lifting and throwing objects and holding doors shut. His Object Class is Euclid due to his practicing using telekinesis to do more advanced things like stop a heart.

As previously mentioned, Nokama, SCP-8737, was found and apprehended with Nuju. She had been experiencing hypothermia due to swimming in a nearby frozen lake. When she recovered, she, at first, spoke to the agents in fluent Russian. When no one understood her, she spoke again in French. She spoke in various languages with perfect fluency, including dead languages such as Mayan and Latin, before finally speaking to the agents in English. When asked when she learned so many languages, she in turn asked why the agents never learned a fraction of the languages. Examination revealed she had a set of gills in her lungs, which allowed her to breathe underwater. Containment protocol is to let her have a pool in her room, as she is more comfortable underwater than above or outside of it. Object Class is Safe.

Vakama, SCP-8601, has been the longest staying anomaly of the SCPs listed. Similar to Nuju, Vakama is immune to heat, though he can be hurt by frigid temperatures. Unlike Nuju, Vakama is far more volatile as in moments of extreme distress or anger, he seems to begin to combust from the inside. When he's stable, he is safe enough to touch for prolonged periods of time, though there have been occasions where his body temperature drops until he has the same body temperature as the average human being. Agents were alerted of his presence by too many coincidences lining up with one another, namely too many premature prescribed burns and demolitions with a bit of jewelry of piece of metal artwork left behind. Vakama was found near an abandoned factory, though agents thought they'd only found a fire. Upon putting out the flame, they found and apprehended Vakama, who would explain he knew they would be in the area and wanted them to find him. They learned that Vakama could see the future, something he has no control over. During these visions, the flame grows and Vakama himself turns invisible. Despite his Euclid Object Class and permission/ability to free roam, Vakama rarely leaves his holding area, only requesting to have metal working materials and a calender

SCP-40581-1 is Takua/Takanuva, the names being used interchangeably as he can switch between two bodies, only able to inhabit one at a time. When in control of one bkdy, the other lays dormant in what appears to be a comatose state. Takua appears to be a small humanoid while Takanuva appears to be a humanoid crystal with a prominent internal glow. When asked, he explained it in a similar way to walking through a door and laying on a couch or bed. Agents have theories on how the anomaly came to be, but have more trouble keeping Takua in one place as he is apt to explore the facility(Object Class: Safe, if not mildly annoying). There have been recorded incidents of the slumbering body of Takanuva twitching and speaking. Takua claims to know nothing of what is said. It is unknown as of yet if damage to one body is carried on to the other

[sandiaheadonline]

Lhikan, Naho and the Dermis Turtle.

I have this headcanon where these two used to be close friends until well... Naho was killed by Eliminator.

Nothing else to say, I just made this a while ago and wanted to share it because I love them and hate the fate Naho had both in her universe and in the Dark Mirror. It's just messed up and she deserved so much better than that 💔

[rrbobani]

Toa Lhikan

I was pretty excited to do Lhikan~ I wanted him and Jaller to share similar looks. Though I imagine when Lhikan was around, Jaller looked a little different. Wearing the mask for a certain amount of time maybe changed Jaller into more of Lhikan here. Don't ask me how that exactly works in this humanized version here, I just thought it would be cool honestly wehkgjdsjaf OTL

Anyways, enjoy~

[crystaltoa]

On rewatching LOMN, I have decided that Turaga Lhikan is also a Horrid Little Owl Man.

[nattarthetimedragon]

Toa Lhikan

[wjbs-bonkle-au]

Hey so like. Has anyone noticed how "Gold Good Guy" (the canon set-form for Lhikan's Turaga form) is basically just Kazi with less pieces and different legs?

[deepsearahi]

LHIKAN - HERO OF THE HALCYON AGE

Time to cap off this trip down memory lane with a brand-new build: the last remnant of Metru Nui's golden era.

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[jayysnest]

welcome to the red star.

My entry for the red star zombies contest!

[bioniclechicken]

Naho misses someone

[knightscanfeeltoo]

I guess I just Love Tragic Boys that Died saving the Main Characters...

[bionicle-ramblings]

Don't mind me, just:

Naho/(Matoran)Vakama: Okay, what does Y-E-S spell?

Lhikan: Yes.

Naho/Vakama: What does E-Y-E-S spell?

Lhikan: Yes.

Naho/Vakama: (Laughter) What does E-Y-E-S spell?

Lhikan: Ee-yes?

Naho/Vakama: (Laughter)

Lhikan: What is happening?

Naho/Vakama: What does Y-E-S spell?

Lhikan: Yes.

Naho/Vakama: What does *E*-Y-E-S spell?

Lhikan: Ee-yes.

Naho/Vakama: (Dying of laughter)

Lhikan: What are you crying for?

Naho/Vakama: What does- (Deflating from laughter)

Lhikan: What are you do-

Naho/Vakama: Okay, try again. What does Y-E-S spell?

Lhikan: Yes.

Naho/Vakama: What does E-Y-E-S spell?

Lhikan: ... Ease?

Naho/Vakama: (May or may not be alive now due to laughing)

Lhikan: Ay-Ess?

(Both laughing)

Lhikan: You're making me-

Naho/Vakama: I can't breathe! Okay, okay.

Lhikan: E-Y-E-S. Ee-yes

(Both crack up)

Naho/Vakama: Say it again. Say it again. What does E-Y-E-S spell?

Lhikan: ...

Naho/Vakama: (Burst of laughter)

Lhikan: Eeyes.

(More laughter)

Lhikan: What?

(Even more laughing)

Lhikan: You're making me cry, what?

Naho/Vakama: E. Y. E. S.

Lhikan: E-Y-E... Eyes.

(Both just lose it)

Idk, imagining Naho pulling Lhikan's leg or Vakama just having a, "you can't be this dumb," moment is giving me serotonin, leave me be

[axonn1999]

Lhikan‘s Hau

Has anyone ever considered that Lhikan‘s Hau is golden because it is like the Mata‘s golden masks? Lhikan is probably the most badass Toa out there but we never saw him use his mask power, so we might be able to assume that his mask contains multiple powers.

The golden masks were made by Artkha but who’s to say that he’s the only source?

I headcanon that golden masks with multiple powers are a craft only the most skilled of mask makers can perform, risking not just destroying the base mask but also the others who’s powers are poured into it.

When Lhikan‘s team dies one after the other, they left their masks behind for whoever survived and who did Lhikan give the masks to? Well no other but Vakama! He entrusted this matoran who is known as the best mask maker to perform this complicated craft. One Vakama himself never even did so he was admittedly nervous, but the trust Lhikan put into him this day gave him the confidence boost he needed. Thus the golden Hau was created. Perhaps even gaining its unique form that day

The Champion‘s Hau

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The port was bustling with beings of all sorts. If the noise hadn't already been enough to make him as sick as a De-Matoran exposed to the faintest buzzing of a far away Rama, the bodies shoving him around like an empty sack and squashing him between them would have gotten the job done.

If somebody apostrophed him he either did not notice or did not aknowledge it; frankly, in a place like this, it was better that way.

Masks, teeth and snouts melted in his vision as he passed through them, struggling to breathe as the tremors that had started rattling him half to death hours ago still refused to give him any respite. Within the swirling typhoon of his own thoughts he realized numbly he had nothing on himself - no currency of any kind, no object to trade, no means to survive beside his own tool.

Then, like a dream, an unusual Kanohi flew past him.

His yellow eyes fixed on it.

He managed to move only as it was disappearing off towards the docks, devoured within the shifting mound of bodies: he bolted off after it with newfound energy as he shoved his way through the much larger beings blocking his path.

"Whexie!" he cried out: "Whexie!"

The white-armored Toa stopped in his tracks and looked around, a puzzled expression beneath his mask.

Relief swept over him as he recognized the Calyx.

"Whexie!"

The Toa's gaze fell onto the golden Hau, and lit up.

"Lhi!" Whexie shouted back at him, arms raised and already hurrying over to him: "Lhi! Brother of mine!"

They joined fists in a quick salute before Lhikan was pulled into a tight hug: "Great Spirit," he wheezed as he grabbed onto the cold armor like his life depended on it, "It's been so long."

"It has! Ah, it really has - how many years? A thousand, two, three?"

"What are- you," the Ta-Toa struggled to speak "What, what are you doing here?"

His friend pointed to a ship docked not too far away, all abuzz with Toa of Ice: "Just stopped to restock - we're off to get some brothers and sisters for a team or two. What about you?" a laugh snaked into his voice: "Don't tell me they're still sending you off on errands!"

Lhikan would have laughed about it too, because he'd always hated running errands, and maybe he would have groaned before confirming his punishment, or playfully shoved him off for assuming he was still being treated like a freshly turned novice after all these centuries of hard training.

But the Toa of Fire only managed the momentary ghost of a chuckle, and though he tried, and tried, and tried, his words failed him.

His grip onto Whexie tightened, shivers wrecking him once more; his brother's smile dropped quickly as his friend's condition visibly worsened in the span of only a few seconds.

Before he could press on, Lhikan spat out a single word: "Frostelus..."

The Ko-Toa stiffened: "An attack?"

"The," Lhikan stuttered, "The fortress..."

Whexie's hold on his arms turned steadier, his eyes resolute - they'd known each other for so little, all things considered, back when he'd come along to a visit to his cold brother's own fortress, but his readiness to action was the first thing that had stuck out to him and that he had so terribly envied even after the two had become fast friends: "How far is it from here?" he asked quickly. "If it's close enough it'll take us nothing to--"

But Lhikan shook his head, and his voice sputtered out of him like dirty water from a faulty faucet: "N- n- Whe- Whexie, no, it's - gone, it's gone, it's gone, the for- fortress is, it's... It's..."

He stopped only as kind arms wrapped around him again.

"Oh, Lhikan," he heard breathed into his audio receptor. He clung again to the white armor while a hand pressed comfortingly on his back. "How many of you escaped?"

The tremors turned harsher. "Me," the Ta-Toa started as if making a list; but no names followed his.

The hug enveloping him squeezed him a little tighter.

A kind chill seeping into his muscles offered a welcome respite.

The hold on him shifted suddenly, slipping around his shoulders to press him against his friend and sustain him, as though he was going to fall to the ground at any moment.

In all fairness, with how hard he'd started shaking again, it wasn't that silly of an assumption.

"Come," Whexie said with such a tone that it almost sounded like an order while beginning to drag him away from the spot he'd seemed to root himself in: "Come, brother of mine, come with us. We'll take care of you."

Lhikan struggled to stand his ground, to halfheartedly pull away from the kind grip: "No, no - Whexie, there's- I'll, I won't--"

"It is no good to walk alone in a universe as vast as this, even with masks as powerful as yours and mine," the Toa of Ice cut him off. His frigid tone melted a little as he tugged his poor brother closer, so much that their heartlights could have been mistaken for a single one from a distance: "You'll always be welcome among my kin. And I told you, didn't I? We're setting off to assemble a team or two. I know there is no one beside whom I'd want to fight more than you."

The lone Fire Toa's yellow eyes wavered briefly.

His head laid hard against Whexie; stiff shoulders at last sinking with a long sigh which was equal parts grateful, relieved, and still so awfully guilty, he allowed himself to be taken to the ship without offering any more resistance.

"Mata Nui sent you here, brother," he whispered before one of the more seasoned Toa could stop his work to holler down at them, demanding to know who he was.

He felt a cold hand squeeze him comfortingly: "I'm glad he did."

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Brothers in Arms

Photography by @anotherbionicle.