Meh, I think I'll leave it as is. Thanks for the suggestion tho.
EDIT:
Chapter 4-A PlanDirector:
A Plan!? What kind of a name is that?
Taco: This coming from a guy named Bob Smith. ZING!
Director:
Ackar, Mata Nui and Click are in Ackar's hut. Mata Nui notices all of the shields on the walls.Mata Nui: You've only won this many?? You've won like what, 1000 matches and all you have to show for it is like 75 shield!?
Ackar:
Yes, I've won these. But what good will they do me now? I mean, pretty soon I'm going to have to sell them just so I can pay my mortgage.
Mata Nui: Again, SERIOUSLY!? You were a prime Glatorian, you're over 100,000 years old, WHY DIDN'T YOU BUY THIS HUT!? Who is writing this script anyway?
Meanwhile, at the Bionicle Department of Lego HQ, a Zesk is working at his typewriter.Zesk: Ch...pt....r 5: D..s..rt...b...ttl...Th...s..
.w...ld...b....s...r...f...h.
.d....f...ng...rs.
Back at Ackar's houseMata Nui: Ackar has won a match, but he doesn't seem happy about it.
Click: Maybe someday I'll find out who he's talking to.
Mata Nui: If you don't enjoy fighting, why do you do it?
Ackar: Duty. Pride. But a Glatorian past his prime is no good to anyone.
Mata Nui: Duuuude, you were awesome in that arena. If that was past your prime, I don't want to know what's IN your prime.
Ackar: ...so, what are you going to do now?
Mata Nui: I'm going to find a way home...to mother.
Mata Nui's mom: YAY! I'll get your room ready!
Ackar: And...where is that?
Mata Nui: You probably won't believe me...but my home is on another world entirely.
Click: Yeah, he has this little imaginary world he lives in. ZING!
Taco: High five!
Kiina: I knew it! PROOF! Proof what I've been saying for years!
Ackar: AAH! BURGALAR! *sprays Kiina with pepper spray*
Kiina: AAGH! MY EYE...things!
Mata Nui: *draws huge sword*
Click: Whoa, how long have you been carrying that thing? I didn't even notice it until now?
Mata Nui: That's cartoon physics for you. =P
Kiina: *recovers* Well...yay! Woohoo! *does lame victory dance*
Spongebob: AND IT'S OURS FOR THE TAKING....IT'S OURS FOR THE FIGHT! IN THE SWEEEET SWEEEEEET SWEEET VICTORY! *dissapears in brilliant burst of light, and the Director's paradox counter resets to 1*
Director: Oooh boy, I need to hire an intern. T_T
Kiina: Wow...a real other-worlder.
Click: Racist, huh?
Kiina: Eeeew! There's a Scarabax on your shoulder! Gresh, hold me!
Click: Wow. Racist and speciesist. I bet a lot of people come to your birthday parties. =P
Me: I KNEW IT! THEY DO LOVE EACH OTHER! I WIN! =D
Ackar: Don't be a wimp, Kiina.
Anyway...don't worry. Kiina is a friend. Although I don't agree with some of her methods-like lurking in the shadows-as far as Glatorian go, Kiina ranks. I trust her with my life.
Click: *edges for the door* I don't think this guy is mentally healthy.
Ackar: And on an unrelated note, I really need to get some tech support to help set up that home security system I got last month. Dang newfangled gadgetromity.
Kiina: Name's Kiina.
Mata Nui: Yeah, I kinda figured that out.
Kiina: I'm a Glatorian. One of the best.
Mata Nui: Ackar, I can't believe any of you Glatorian could lose...to a GIIIIIIIIRL.
Kiina: So, you need a way back to your home. I might be able to help. But on one condition: When you leave, I come with you. I want out of this dump.
Ackar: Let me show you the door.
Mata Nui: What did you have in mind?
Kiina: Well, there's this cave under my village full of old gadgets and stuff.
Ackar: Gadgets, huh? Well, I'm not going to be of any use.
Click: Wow, Kiina. Breaking and entering, trespassing onto a private lab...and you guys say STRAKK is bad.
Kiina: Yeah, there's a bunch of stuff, like an old record player, a movie projecter, a HUGE slingshot, etc.
Mata Nui: Slingshot. Hmmm...=D
Director: Man, how we made it through this chapter with so few pop culture references, I will never know. By the way guys, meet Carl. He's my new intern.
