Here begins our tale. In the midst of epic battle, several prominent leaders have agreed to meet. In an attempt to reach enlightenment, these masters of many styles have gathered in a secluded temple.
A strange figure arrives in the Great Hall of Benign Virtue, seeking to prove his worth before the exalted assemblage.
The most Supreme and oratory of the group spoke to the outsider, “How is it that you find yourself worthy to appear before our visage?”
The stranger answered, “I seek only that which you do, most glorious one. I humbly prostrate myself before your cadre, and ask only to be allowed to join your contemplation”.
At this a strong wind began issuing out of a corner of the hall, and from the same direction a shadowy figure emerged from the ether.
The spirit spoke to the guest in a voice as cold as the wind that had heralded his arrival, “An ancient parable tells us; One whose experience is dwarfed by the company he keeps, may seem foolish when standing on the same ground.”
“The collective here before me are wise and venerable, yet witness how easily their own passion can be corrupted to serve a new Lord.”
The wind swirled though the chamber. Where once sat proud and esteemed champions, the stranger could now only see ghostly forms that had been transformed by this hooded opponent.
The ghouls rose, and crept ever closer to the stranger.
Reaching into his the cloak, the stranger pulled forth a bevy of accoutrements and armaments.
Some were more suited to the task at hand than others.
Relics from quests gone by.
And souvenirs from adventures in other realms
Finally the stranger rested his hand on the cold, familiar steel that has been his friend and his opponent’s enemy in many a skirmish.
The blades cut silently though as air mimicking the motion of a dragon’s tail.
“Your warriors are nothing more than cow dung along the peasant trail, have you no real challenge for me?”
A deep, bellowing laugh rose from the spirit, “Very well then, I predict that my mastery of the elemental world will succeed where my minions have failed”.
With that the apparition rose his hands, and the water from the reflecting pool became his weapon.
“I am no witch, and it will require more than your simple tricks to dispatch me. I have crossed the Jiang in a single leap, water shall never be my enemy.”
The phantom contemplated his next stratagem as quickly as goes the pig to his trough.
“You see, stranger, your comrades are not the only ones who possess mastery over the brick. I can conjure elements at will.”
The most sacred object flew toward the swordsman,
“Ah, sorcerer, you may be able to create such matter, but like my compatriots, I manipulate it with deft hands!”
Taking his own weapon from the nearby armory, the specter took an aggressive stance, like the tiger ready to pounce.
The stranger was prepared, as the attack came, and delighted in the anticipation of the first blow.
The flash of action was furious as the steel crossed and the counter strike was launched.
The wall of the temple was breached by the hurdling form of the spirit as the stranger’s jolt threw him away.
“Now that my enemy stands defeated, I will continue my journey, and carry on in a manner most respectful to those who fell by he wayside.”
The stranger had spoken presumptuously, as he soon found out as the vengeful ghoul viciously hurled spears as sharp as the lion’s tooth toward him.
The quickness of the swordsman, aided his assault, and he soon had the enemy at his blade’s edge. “Foul beast, give me reason why I should not dispatch with you presently!”
Throwing back his hood, the spirit revealed his true form, “While I attempted to fight for my honor, I am but your humble servant. Cast away from your previous creation, I had hoped to continue on in the epic war amongst creators. But alas, you chose to favor others in my place. I beg forgiveness.”
“Return the fallen masters to their natural state, and let them decide your destiny.”
The befuddled champions returned to their senses and surrounded the totem that had deceived them.
The most loquacious one spoke on behalf of the others, “You have befouled and bewildered us. Your very presence is an abomination to the great order. Have you not read my great doctrine? No previous creation shall appear in a latter incarnation! Thus have I spoken, thus as it shall be!”
But the totem was too fast and sly for the masters and like the slippery trout, disappeared back to his realm.
The garrulous one spoke yet again, “Thank you stranger, for the service you have provided us on this day. But who prey-tell are you?”
“I am but your modest servant. My surname is Kaleta, and my given name is Dave; my style is as varied as the flowers in full bloom.” And with that, Sig-Fig Kaleta made an indelible mark upon the Great Temple.
I cribbed heavily from the historical novel, Three Kingdoms, for the style of the writing.
The choice of which sigfigs to include was based on personal respect and availability of parts (so please don’t be offended if you weren’t included).
I had a lot of fun using SNOT on the ceiling, floor and walls (first time on walls!) and I tried to create the story through dynamic action as opposed to my story in the last round.
Oh, and that’s my main character from the last round of the MOColympics as the spirit, if you haven’t already figured it out!
good job you really earned to go to the next round now about the moc, it is really well build I love the colorscheme of the entire building also I got a question did you got the idea of Batman Begins? anyway good job!!
I was going to say something with Phipson and boner in it, but then I thought: neeeh...Anyway: this is a well deserved win: a deceptive simple made MOC, a great story and some REALLY beautifull effects (: the sliced brick? GENIUS!)Welcome to round four!
This is a superb piece of work, the "special effects" were very well executed, and the writing was top-notch! Fantastic work! ~T
I like it
September 18, 2009
Wow! Great work Dave and thanks for including me in the supreme order of the LEGO dorks. ;-) This was a masterful build and the effects you used in the fight scene just really make the whole thing jump off the page. This is one of the best sig-fig episodes I have seen. Great work and good luck!
I like it
September 18, 2009
"Does this skeleton make me look fat?" Moving on... This is AWESOME! The story is fantastic and well written and the build is top notch! It had me enraptured from beginning to end and it had it ALL. Ok, I'll quit gushing now. Time for me to check out your other MOC's because I think I may have been missing out on some great stuff.
Don't want to come across as the slathering obsessive Kaleta-fanboy, but after a great Beatles moc you follow up with a superb martial arts/ manga styled creation - I'm chuffed to bits! Nice SNOT temple, very cool motion effects with all the trans clear, clever 'special effects' like the brick chopped into bits. Well done sir, and good luck. Oh, and the trumpet and fishing rod - priceless.
Ooh, looks like I'm going down this round. But it's not so bad when your opponent goes on to become the winner of the MocOlympics... ;) Great work here, you'll definitely blow me out of this competition with the great build; mine's more talking than creation. Seriously, though, I'll be rooting for you :D My entry should be up on the last day (I'm dealing with a bit of a time crisis, but don't worry, I will post). Anyways, great work here!
Two things. One: You ARE the Master! And two... just how the heck did I become "The most Supreme and oratory of the group?" HAHAHAHAHA This build and story had me gripped from begining to end! Your special effects were BRILLIANTLY done (all those "swooshes" and the splitting of the brick)! Just a masterful job here... MASTERFUL! ~ Chris.