Co-Authored by Dragon Claw92 and Omicron the IceQueen
Queen's Added note: Just wanted to point out that I see the Toa of the Bionicle are made to take a lot of abuse and damage before it really starts to effect them. Ss in they're designed to take a blow that would cripple a human, such as my Pohatu broke his back an could still move until it healed broken, thus his big hunch. On that same note, that even when their hurt, even if badly, I see it being logical in the Toa programing and instincts to basically bluff. Not to show how bad an injury is, even if bleeding, as much so not to panic their Matoran charges, as well as to just keep bluffing when faced with a new person that's a possible threat until the Toa know they can trust them.
Heroes of Spherus Magna
A Little Cold
At first, Stringer barely knew what happened. One moment, he'd been sitting there beside Bulk, chatting with Surge about the last gaming session they'd played in their spare time, and the next, he was flying... no, falling. This was definitely falling. Even worse, his optics weren't working. "Well... this ain't what I had in mind for a way to spend my day."
A couple moments later, he felt himself impact against something. Something big. Something big that fell over, and left Stringer lying flat on his back on top of it. Flickers of light darted across his optics before they flashed once and turned on. "...well at least I can see now. That's always nice."
A chill ran up his back, then up around the mech's side, frost formed over his frame rapidly, fitting in with the one patch of snow and ice around him. Though the rest of the area around him seemed like earthy semi desert rather than tundra.
"Well that ain't so good..." Stringer remarked, scrambling to get off of whatever strange thing he'd landed on. It didn't take too much time or effort, considering that he wasn't too beat up compared to what could have happened.
Once he was off and on his feet though, he took notice of his surroundings, finding himself rather confused at the strange terrain changes. "That's not natural..." Turning, he decided he'd better figure out what he landed on, optics holding blatant confusion as he looked over.
What had acted as a crash mat for the mech was sprawled out in the snow patch, cousined in turn by that. The being was about two or three times his size, but also had a very slender and stream lined build, white armor reflected the light over gray like hide under.
At first, the bot just looked the being over before seeming to figure out what he'd hit, "Ooooh boy." He moved a little closer again to try and figure out if whatever he'd hit was actually okay. "Hello? Y'alright?"
A white hand twitched, and flexed to grip the snow, face down the groan was muffled into the snow. The being twitched and jerked as its body woke up before the mind.
"Uh... you even awake?" Stringer asked, leaning over a little to try and see if the strange being was actually going to get up or not.
It, or she, the form was femme like enough for a guess, twitched again in response to Stringer's voice. At least she seemed to be coming around, but considering the mech seemed to have landed on her upper shoulders it was amazing that she was moving so soon.
The bot seemed relieved that the being was moving this soon, but at the same time he wasn't sure if he should be worried or happy. "I... uh, I'm sorry I landed on you?" He said awkwardly. What else could he say? He didn't know who, or what, this was. All he seemed able to figure out was that this being was female, and even then he hoped that wasn't an inaccurate guess.
The white native didn't respond, not awake that much, but shifted enough that she could start breathing in a regular pattern. Proving not to be mecha, or fully (at the same time the leathery hide also helped with that).
"... well, at least you're alive." He remarked, seeming to be trying to keep a positive angle on things. "What are ya anyway?"
The mech had the same response, that is to say still none.
Stringer finally figured out what was going on, and moved back a bit before sitting down. "Now I'm in a pickle. Guess I oughta just wait til she wakes up or somethin'." After a moment or two, however, he shook his head and got up. "What am I sayin'? I can't just sit there doin' nothing." Walking closer, he crouched beside the – to him – strange being, trying to roll it onto her back so he could see if she had taken any damage when he landed on her, other than the obvious fact she had been knocked senseless.
The blue tinted mask was tilted up, eyes closed and now not being face down, the mech could see that the white and black being was an air breather. The chest was rising and falling in a steady rhythm, and the light in the center of the chest was pulsing in a tri-beat. It had claws on the hands, and grasping claws on the feet for gripping it looked like. But the metal armor was completely new.
"What in the worlds are you anyway?" Stringer mused quietly, more for his own benefit than that of the unconscious being's. He studied the creature carefully for a few moments, his expression one of curiosity and faint confusion as he racked his memory banks for anything he could equate to this. He didn't have much luck. "Well drat. Where's Stormer or Breez when you need 'em..." Pausing a moment to consider his options, he decided to try and wake the being up, giving her a light shake. "Hello? Wakey, wakey?"
There was a snort, and her black hands twitched, the claws scraping the packed snow. At least Stringer's inadvertent crash mate wasn't too damaged, and the armor (likely the size too) protected it.
The hero withdrew as soon as she moved, his optics glittering with curiosity and concern. "Well, let's hope that did the trick." He didn't really know what part of her he'd hit, and he was hoping it wasn't her head; he didn't want to know what sort of damage that could have caused. Then again, she seemed to be generally alright, so that was a perk.
"Mata!" The being suddenly jerked upright, at the same time a pulse of energy formed and surged out, coating everything, including the mech, in frost again.
"Whoa!" An instant shudder ran through Stringer as he scrambled back, his internal systems telling him that the sudden frost was far from something normal. Granted, he could have told anyone that without his internal workings giving him a warning, but for the moment he had more important things on his mind. "Let's not go killin' each other or anything, shall we? Weren't my idea to drop in unannounced."
Glowing eyes- not optics, turned and blinked two sets of lids at the mech, confused, but responding to his voice none the less. One red eye, one blue, and glowing from within like an optic's light. The masked face tilted to one side then the other, while the mask itself had an odd glow to it too.
The mech tilted his head slightly as he looked her over, seeming confused, but definitely happy that she was actually up and responding. "No idea if you even know what I'm sayin', but glad to see you're at least functioning... I think. Not too badly hurt?"
"No, just heat, cooling now." The being said, not exactly clearly and with a whole new accent, but was speaking the basic Stringer knew, if somewhat odd in the grammar.
He seemed a little confused by her wording, but gave a small nod of sorts, paused, and chuckled faintly. "No offense, but next time you decide to cool off, would you mind not doing the same for me too?" He indicated the frost that was clinging to his armor. "It was a surprise I wasn't really ready for."
"Not cooling, was...re...ref..." She paused, her mask brightening a bit then, "Reflex. Who are you?" The bigger being asked, poking Stringer's nearer hand. Sitting up now showed that she wasn't all that much bigger, maybe close to twice.
He nodded a little before smiling almost cheerfully. "Jimi Stringer, ma'am, but most everyone back home calls me Stringer. Sorry about landing on you earlier; seriously wasn't intentional."
"Sounds humino...not you are not." She said softly, then added while looking up as if trying to spot what Stringer fell from. Thinking maybe an airship, "Toa Tala."
"Humi-what?" Stringer asked, seeming a little confused, but shrugged it off. "Eh, no matter. Nice to meet you... ehm, you wouldn't happen to know where I am, would you?"
Toa Tala looked around, then back at the mech and seemed to smile, "Middle of no-where?"
He laughed quietly at her response, seeming fairly amused by it. "I think that part may have been a given. But hey, at least that confirms it for sure, right?" He paused a moment further before grimacing faintly and adding. "You... didn't happen to see an exploding ship anywhere, did you? I fell out of mine and lost track of where everyone I was with ended up."
The bio-mechanical being shrugged, the blade guards on her shoulders lifting and falling in time with the movement. Then Tala started to move to stand up, wincing before putting hands on her lower back and stretching, "Ah, spine...work...there." She sighed once several pops happened and forming an ice pack over the worse part.
The hero cringed as he watched. "...sorry." He said sheepishly as he picked himself up and stretched before scraping some of the frost off his chest plate. "That's the worst of it... right?"
"I will heal, can see Turaga or water healer." Tala said, making sure the spot was solid and the ice would hold. Not admitting the full injury just in case, as she didn't know this Stringer person. "Where are you from, you... you're not Bionicle." She was being mindful of how she spoke the standard, much in the same way other non native speakers the mech had met used it.
He nodded again in response to her answer, though he still seemed unsure, and perhaps a bit guilty, about the situation. "I'm from a planet a loooong ways away from here." He responded simply, shrugging and seeming almost relieved for the change of conversation topic. "Got word from my senior chief that there was a distress signal sent out somewhere on this planet, so my team and I headed out... but for some strange reason our ship broke apart, and I... well, I happened to drop in for an unexpected visit."
"Off worlder," Tala blinked, surprised by that but not shocked. Then glanced up again, "Sounds like you ran into the energy field around the magna- the planet. Its so high we haven't even considered going to the moons again."
"Energy field?" Stringer asked, seeming rather intrigued by this. "Your planet has a natural force field?"
"Not exactly, the planet made it when it was re-formed." Tala knelt down and then sat on her knees, drawing a rough image in the semi melting snow of what her home used to look like, "Bara Magna survived the shattering, and not long past was put back together."
This seemed to confuse him a bit more. "The shattering?" He inquired. "That sounds rather dangerous. Was that some sort of massive earthquake?"
The Toa held her hands in a circle, then 'cracked' it into parts, "The planet broke to three parts, so there was four moons orbiting a crippled planet."
Stringer looked rather surprised. "It... just broke apart? How did it get put back together again?"
"Mata Nui did it, but that is a very long story that may not be for here." Tala said looking around at the melting pocket of snow and the semi desert around them. "Maybe we should go to Po-Koro."
"Long story, eh? Well, I'm fine to hear it later." He cracked a small grin of sorts. "Gives me more time to wonder and get my eagerness to listen to the story hyped up." He then blinked. "Po-Koro? ... I take it that's a city, or something similar?"
"Yes, its..." Tala paused, then shook her head, "I can't link the word until I hear you talk some more. Not a city, a smaller."
"Town? Village?" Stringer tried, thinking on it a bit. "Settlement? Are any of those linkin' up? Or still no dice?" He sounded like he genuinely wanted to help her find the right word to piece things together.
"Village, town," Tala said, moving slowly to get back up, and pointed, "Po-Koro is that way. I was going there anyway."
The mech nodded as he glanced in the direction she pointed. "Sounds like a plan. It'd probably be safer if I tagged along anyway... for my sake, I mean. Being the rookie's never easy."
"Rookie?" The Toa echoed looking down at the mech and tilted her head. "What is that?"
"Ehm... new to the job. In training." He clarified. "Does that help?"
"You are an apprentice sent to a new magna?" Tala asked in some surprise, the impression she was getting from her mask said this mech was older and experienced.
Stringer paused before quickly shaking his head. "No, no, no, I was meaning I was new to the area. Sorry for the confusion. I'm actually a veteran compared to some of the bots on my team."
"Your spoken grammar is...odd, even to me, and I have the Rue." Tala seemed to have that 'this is madness' look at the same time enjoying something.
Not wholly unlike Ferno after being given a Challenge.
...Although one likely didn't see the young hero for a few days until someone dragged the stasis locked red frame out of whatever training room it was hiding in.
Stringer couldn't help but quirk a small grin at her expression. "Yeah, I goofed my words up on that one. But hey, we got it settled out, yeah? That's what matters."
"Is all...is your whole language complex?" The Toa asked in an amused tone as they walked.
The more she talked and listened, that thick accent was slipping away, and she was improving her standard as fast as if getting an active transfer. Or unfolding program but that couldn't be, she was still organic, right?
Needless to say, the mech was rather impressed with how fast she was catching onto it. "Yeah, sometimes. I didn't have to try studying to learn it though; got it downloaded in the day I was built." He paused to look curiously up at her face. "Which is makin' me wonder; how're you catching on so fast?"
"Cheatin'," this time, at least in that one word Tala had managed to completely mimic Stringer's own accent, and almost got the slight metallic edge. "I'm using my kanohi rue, mask of translation. I'm... learning from you, you learned fast, so I will the more you talk or think-talk." The Toa pointed to her mask, then motioned to the black mech.
Stringer blinked before laughing a little. "Ah... wait... what do you mean by 'think-talk'?"
"Can't hear, mask does...its... Thinking, talking to the self?" She shrugged, slowing her stride as much to keep pace but also to reform her ice pack that was on her back.
That only seemed to confuse him a bit more. "Your mask talks to itself? That sounds sort of like something I'd hear comin' from a villain the Hero Factory would track down. We've caught all sorts o' crazies."
"Mask listens, not alive, not a living kanohi." Tala paused, stopping to think and mentally juggle words around. "It is just mask, mine, but translates, so it listens. To spoken words and surface thoughts of those around to help translate. Like a relay."
"... That might have to be one of the things I figure out later." Stringer confessed awkwardly. "It's not makin' much sense to me at the moment. I can probably noodle it through after a bit though. The gist of it either way though, is that it's like a translation device, right?"
"Not like, is." Tala smiled down at him, or a smile in her own way.
"Well that makes it easier to figure out." He remarked, smiling back at her in amusement. "I understand the simple things, and leave the deeper thinking for Stormer. He's the one who usually got a master plan sorted out."
"Master plan of trying to land on a high energy field planet without scanning?" Tala arched up an eye ridge, the nipping tease there to see the reaction of the mech, still trying to get a good feeling of him.
"That wasn't really his fault." Stringer responded with a sheepish laugh of sorts. "We only found out after we left that the ship model didn't have a proper scanning system, and Zib said we didn't have time to get a better ship. Stormer wasn't really happy about that little plan; said only trouble could come of it."
He paused to consider the situation, his expression turning to a grim frown. "It makes me wonder if he even made it through the crash. The cockpit blasted off before the rest of the ship fell to pieces, and he was in the cockpit..."
"Could always fallow that," the white and black Toa said mildly, looking at something over several larger rocks coming up to them, and making use of her height. "If that's not a debris trail, I'll kiss Malum." Her eyes tracked it and noted something, it was 'aimed' between two Koros almost perfectly
"No idea who Malum is, but if you're wrong I'll bet he'd be giddy." The mech remarked, moving further ahead and climbing up onto the rocks so he could get a look. He gave a low whistle after. "Yeah, that looks like what might have been the ship... hard to tell, but I think I recognize a few parts of the exterior... maybe? Can't really tell from back here."
"Po-Koro is that way," Tala pointed along the trail, "Walking we can be there after dark, at second moon rise."
Normally, she would keep up her long distance run, but not with her back hurting as it was.
"Sounds like a good plan to check there then." Stringer pointed out, thinking it over a little. "If anyone landed here, they very well could've ended up there. At least, one can hope they did."
"And if not there are drum messages and a quick teleport to Ga-Koro," Toa Tala said, pausing to look up at a flash of green in the sky.
"What?" He asked with confusion, seeming a bit confused. "Drum messages? Is that something like morse code?"
"Long distance message delivery when there's no Gacko riders or a fully working teleportation system." Tala chucked, and then made a motion to stop again. "Sorry for this," the Bionicle took a deep breath and roared out to the sky and the form flying up there.
Stringer nodded and stopped, tilting his head slightly, seeming curious. However, he soon looked up, his expression taking on confusion. Shaking himself to get the vibrations out of his system thanks to Tala's sudden outcry, he asked. "What'd you just do? And what's that up there?"
"One of my brothers, elder brother but he's here in this region for the same reason I am." Tala said, not at all sorry for the Hordika throwback roar, waving an arm at the being that was turning to head to them.
The black mech seemed intrigued by this. "Mind my askin' what you were in this region for?"
"We're looking for someone who's missing." Tala explained, one hand on her back over the ice patch, "Someone important, she's what's called a Makuta, one of the last three of their kind left. Ronoku is very loyal to Mata Nui, our Great Spirit, so she wouldn't leave the capital without...about two days vocal deliberation and then be ordered out by Mata Nui." The white being seemed worried about the missing Makuta very much.
"And a Makuta is...?" Stringer inquired, his expression showing his confusion very well.
Tala considered, "Makuta help to make the Rahi, ah, the animals...? That fill our world." She tried to explain, "Ronoku and her mate are very important."
"So they're... builders, in a way." He responded, thinking it over a bit. "I think that makes sense. Sense enough to me anyway."
The wind increased before sweeping past them as the large but lean form of the male Toa of air landed. Despite being a good two or three heads taller than Tala, he barely made a tremor from his weight, just a vibration. Two very impressive and long swords were flipped from wrists to his back.
"Highgood greetings Ko-Gi, any news- oh, another one," Orange and gold eyes blinked down at Stringer and he crouched down.
The black mech's already captured interest hit a peak. "Another one?" He asked, no hiding the eager hope in his voice. "You saw someone else like me? What color were they? Were they alright? They weren't offline were they? My com-link hasn't wanted to turn on since the crash."
"I did not see him openeyed, but the strangewierd being was white before the Matoran of Ga-Koro fixed him." The male native said, his voice as light as someone his size could be, and had a rhythmic, song like quality to it. "Last this Toahero heard, Po-tu Hewkii was bringing him to Po-Koro."
Stringer couldn't help himself as he started to grin. "That's Stormer! That's my team leader!" There was no hiding his excitement on that one. "How far are we from where he was taken to?"
"By air, a good tak...um, ah..tak.." Tala paused, she seemed confused, then frowned as she considered.
"Tak?" The other Toa offered.
"It's not translating Lewa," the ice elemental said, then looked at the Hero, "Basically my brother can fly faster there then we can run, but Po-Koro is closer."
"The beats of the desert Kini-Koro say they have found something," Lewa added, "Pohatu has sent out a call to all Toaheroes."
Stringer seemed even further interested, and amused, laughing quietly at Lewa's lack of translation ability. "Is there any hint of what your companion... friend... brother? ... Pohatu, found?"
"It was just a quickcall," Lewa shrugged, looking at his sister of ice and noting the odd look, "Did you not sensefeel?"
"When did it happen?" Tala blinked.
"Not long," Lewa gave a time, or what must have been.
"Er..." Tala glanced at Stringer, arching an eye ridge, "I was occupied with getting back to consciousness at that time."
The black mech fidgeted sheepishly at that. "Ehm... heheh... someone... someone decided to drop in and say hello when that happened, probably. N-no lasting harm was done though... right?" He glanced curiously at Tala as he said this.
Lewa looked between them, blinked both sets of lids, "You fell on Tala?" He asked, well able to pick that up. Then swiftly moved over to the white techno-organic, "Ko-Gi!"
"I'm okay," Tala smiled, "Just need some time with Matoran healer."
Lewa shook his head, green-white energy forming on his hands as he checked the female's back, "No Tala, this needs to be set now. Our new strangewierd friend maybe Matoran sized, but he's also all metal. Heavy, and you do not have malethick armor... Oh," Lewa winced at what his healing energy found.
Stringer watched curiously, his expression turning to worry and alarm. "What is it? ...I hurt her real bad, didn't I?"
"You must have fallen hardfar friend," Lewa said as he pestered Tala until she gave in and laid down for him on her front. He broke the ice and inspected the damaged spot. "Mata Nui sister, you don't want a brokenhunch like Pohatu!" He shook his head, glanced at Stringer, "Nothing that can't be fixed in an eight day, as long as Tala isn't icestubborn..."
The mech grimaced a bit as he thought about it. "Yeah... the ship was pretty high up when it broke open. I'd probably be in a lot worse shape if I hadn't landed on her, but... sheesh, didn't mean to hurt her that bad... didn't mean to hurt her at all, really."
"It's not the first time I broke my back," Tala shrugged and then braced herself, "Okay."
Lewa rose up and shifted most all his weight on one spot, there was an odd sound before there was another burst of frost. Then the male Toa was using elemental energy to heal as much as he could alone.
"...ow..." Some whines were universal.
"I-I broke your back?!" Stringer spluttered with alarm. "Good heavens, I knew I was heavy, but I didn't know I was quite that... that destructive... I am so sorry, Tala; it weren't anything I'd have wanted..."
The white Toa said something into the sand and frost, waving a hand and flopping for a moment. Then she stirred to sit up, her mask glowing once more as the Toa spat out a rock. "It wasn't as bad as last time-don't ever get punched in the back by a earth Toa- Toa are built to withstand more damage."
"Icestubborn." Lewa snorted, pulling Tala around and then all but put her on his back to carry, "To Po-Koro new friend? If your leader is going there, would be best to meet there, yes?"
Stringer eyed Tala with concern before nodding as he looked back to Lewa. "I'd appreciate that, yes. I very much want to see if he's alright."
"Needed a Matoran fix, and," the green mask smiled, "Likely is water proof. Needs to survive the wetick if he is traveling with a Toa Marhi, Hewkii quicktravels best in the wet."
"Wet? ...as in, swimming?" He asked curiously. "Huh... wonder how Stormer handled that one... eh... what color would he be now, if they replaced his amour?"
"Ga-Matoran style," Tala chuckled herself from her spot, having formed another ice pack, looking at the mech, "He's likely blue, or partly. We're...a bit color coordinated of a people, the Bionicle."
"Ah..." Stringer paused before starting to laugh. "If he's mostly blue I'll probably be calling him Surge for days. Surge was always the one who wore blue in our team."
"Oh?" Tala smiled, encouraging the mech to keep talking. The more she heard the more her kanohi mask could translate and at a faster pace.
The black mech nodded, still chuckling quietly. "Yep. Surge is one of our rookies, and he's about as jumpy as they come, I reckon. Wears a brilliant shade of blue too." He paused before glancing curiously at Lewa. "... Huh... and Breez wears your colors, actually." He then continued talking. "Bulk doesn't really have paint, he just keeps his armor shiny, so he's a silver grey, and then there's Stormer. White as snow, that one. Then there's Furno; red as a red can get."
"Is this Storm icestubborn too?" Lewa asked, not minding as the back of his head was smacked.
"Did all of those come here?" Tala asked.
Stringer smiled at Lewa as he nodded. "Stormer is rather stubborn, yeah. It's a good thing too; saved his neck a couple times during missions. Saved his own team leader when he himself was a rookie, even. If anyone in my troop is worthy of being Alpha Leader, it'd be Stormer."
He then turned to look up at Tala, and nodded again. "Yeah, all six of us came along. Lost track of everyone when the ship blew up though, so it's good to hear that Stormer toughed out the blast. He was the first one to get separated; he was in the cockpit when the ship exploded."
"There's something about that that's bothering me," Tala said, looking at Lewa then the sky, "The planetary field should just make ships short out and maybe crash, or drift in orbit, not blow things up."
Stringer seemed a bit concerned at this. "Think someone was deliberately trying to kill us? Or was something else going on?"
"Toaheroes and Glatorans have been keeping an ever watchful gaze on our people, and an ear to the ground," Lewa frowned, "Matoran are only ones able to highflight now, and would never be hostile to even offworlders, warn away to save but not hurt." He shrugged under Tala, "This Toa is not sure."
"But Rokanu is missing," Tala pointed out, not liking the idea of the missing Makuta being involved.
"Think maybe whoever Rokanu is, had a hand in it?" The mech asked, sounding a little concerned. "It's not really a good sign when someone goes missing and then bad stuff happens."
"This shadowmother would never go out on her own like this, not without the Makutasons,". Lewa shook his head, just as worried as Tala, the last thing they needed was to have to go up against a Makuta again. More so one that has fought and bled beside Toa.
"Think someone tried taking her?" Stringer ventured curiously, seeming to dislike the situation more and more as the conversation progressed.
"Possible, but no one can figure out how..." Tala sighed and closed her inner lids against inward fears, "Mata Nui... If someone had control of any Makuta..."
"It would be the Rahi Sieges all over," Lewa snorted, but didn't want to mention the fear of kanohi infections.
Or think about that.
"Rahi sieges?" Stringer asked, seeming rather confused about that one. "Not quite sure I follow."
"The island we came from, originally, was under attack by a Makuta, who kept making bigger and meaner Rahi beasts to attack the Koros." Tala explained, "St the time Matoran had to defend themselves, this was before Lewa and his team came. Matoran were lost, to coma or taken."
"We were the Toa Mata then, called from a longdeep sleeprest." Lewa put in, "Had to fight all kinds if rahibeasts. Not so Goodright fun."
The mech considered this for a little while before shaking his head a bit. "Yeah, that does sound pretty rough. Not exactly a fun first day on the job sort of situation. Everything got settled without too much harm done though, right?"
"...er, took a good century until we got to this point," Tala admitted, "It was a long war that spanned all the inner worlds and Bara magna."
Stringer seemed surprised by this. "Well... that sounds... pretty rough. Can't think of any villains we've gone up against who were quite so bad as to last that long evading capture."
"Like I said before, its a bit of a long story." Tala gave something like a sheepish look to the mech as Lewa walked. "I'm no chronicler, but maybe we can give you and over view...?"
The black mech nodded as he thought it through. "Probably a good idea. At least then I'd know a bit o' what I might be dealing with, yeah?"
"Goodsmart thinking friend." Lewa nodded, then grinned before launching into a story.
Tree-speck style.
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Okay, I base the sizes in the Bionicle world with the Matoran as the basis, meaning the average height for Matoran is between 5 to 6 feet. Mostly females about five feet and the average male being six feet, there's always exceptions with some female Matoran being taller or males as well. Like Kapura and Jaller, when he was a Matoran, were closer to seven feet, and when Takua was a Matoran he was five feet flat.
Using Takua as a Matoran as being five feet I worked out the average sizes of Toa using the old movies. As Takua is literally knee high to Kopaka and Tahu Nuva, 1/4 their size; meaning The Toa are about 20 feet tall. And my Kora are roughly half the size of a Toa so their around 10-15 feet tall.
MATH! See? Its useful even in writing XD
Again there will be variation in the Toa based on bluild and elements, such as the 'heavy' elements are bigger, with Onua Nuva being closer to 25 feet tall, the height of a healthy Glatoran, if Pohatu Nuva wasn't hunched over he'd be the same hight, but still the same mass. Lewa Nuva is a little shorter, like with Gali Nuva at 19 feet, both having less mass then Tahu and Kopaka [Gali a bit more] as they need to be as streamlined as possible. Then I put Taka Nuva at being on the larger scale as well, being Onua's size and just slightly less mass.
Agori are cannonly supposed to be a bit bigger then Matoran [and thus humans], but I shortened that distance so their average isn't towering and if needed in a written out scene where a scuffle happens, an Agori and Matoran would be pretty evenly matched as both are stronger then they look. But also like the Glatoran in the time of the Shattering on Bara Magna, the vast majority of Bara Magna's population are underfed and malnourished, missing things their body needs, and thus biologicly and evolutionary the population would be decreeing in height and mass, being forced to adapt to the waste lands and deserts along with the rest of things their environment.
For those reasons I see the Glatoran are basicly Toa size, though most healthy adult male Glatoran are around Onua and Taka's hight, female glatoran being around the size of Gali and Lewa.
Now for the Heroes, Dragon Claw92 and I came up with them being around 6 as a base model so to say. Unlike both the two main populations of Spherus Magna [Matoran/Toa and Agori/Glatoran] the Heroes are mecha, robotic life forms, so they don't go, and its 'easier' for then to get bigger with proper upgrades. You can see in the movies that Stormer keeps getting bigger and bigger until he's like twice the size of some mecha.
So using the base equation I came up with a general cheat-sheet as this...
Human: 5-6
Matoran: 5-6
Kora: 10-15
Toa: 20-25
Agori: 6-7
Glatoran: 20-28
Heroes: 6-7
*gasp and keels over from rant*
...beware the toa-recharge station's return...
Spacemarine64
Omicron: Thank you very much! We're so happy you like our story! And continue to like it as it goes along
Galem
Omicron: .o. why are you hiding? ...and...um, XD you'll have to wait at see