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toastingpencils37 · 18 days
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So during Rebooted, we know that all of Ninjago's power came from the electrical farms.
But after the ninja took it down temporarily during Season 3, the inhabitants may have moved some of the power harnessing elsewhere to avoid a situation like that again (while also not relying on technology as much as during Season 3 to avoid another situation with the Overlord rising like that occurring again)
(And it is reasonable to assume that if they hadn't prior, after the Merge and the world got much bigger (and some places seemed to have gone missing), they did, as many buildings in the Crossroads have multiple windmills and barrels on them, probably to harness power and store water)
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woffles-4-waffles · 1 year
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What did Garmadon drag Vinny into?? 
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jayninjago · 2 months
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Arin-focus-season-heads how are we feeling
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captainbrookeworm · 11 months
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With the sudden new fanarts that have dropped, I realized I never shared with you all the in-universe memes I made for LotL when I was bored waiting for a flight
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I fucking love in-universe memes I think they’re hilarious so pls share if you think of any lol
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starsabovethesun · 7 days
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Alright, I'm giving in. For the next few days I'll be taking drawing requests from you all. Go wild (nothing problematic and please nothing with face morphing or something too gorey. I'm a wimp and can't stand it (but a little bit of gore is fine tho))
Also, I take ship requests (again nothing problematic). Just in case you were wondering. And of course platonic duo/trio requests you have!! :D
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threemoonwatchers · 8 months
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Almost added vanilla extract Ngl
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kassycreations · 1 year
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writing ninjago city like gotham city in the sense that there's so much crime happening almost every day that people have gotten desensitized to it just makes sense to me i mean it's practically canon so i might was well write it like that
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thereallattehottay · 2 years
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you know how in season three they called it “new ninjago city”
what if every time someone destroyed it and it got rebuilt they added another “new”
so by now it would be like new new new new new new ninjago city
i think that would be fun
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masked-fruit · 1 year
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destinywillowleaf · 2 years
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happy Ninjago movie anniversary and happy birthday Lloyd Garmadon
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quibbs126 · 2 years
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Remember when for one season the world of Ninjago became super technologically advanced and futuristic only for basically every other season to revert back to normal?
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nyaskitten · 1 year
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(""""Weekly"""" ask about A New Spin number like, 4? Already lost track lmao)
Anyway
Is the background of some characters expanded upon in ANS?
Like for example giving a bit context as to a certain character got to this point, how/when did they get their powers (if we're talking about elemental masters here), who their descendants were
Sort of like how Skylor originally was supposed to get her own book iirc, which would've revealed info about her origins (but was ultimately cancelled)
(Some examples you could come up with as well are the previous elemental master of ice, and potentially Jay's biological mom, or any other character tbh)
(oh my god locel I missed yr ANS asks. so glad you're back fuck yeahh)
OKAY, so, I DO plan on expanding on several characters and their backgrounds. One that I've actually been thinking a LOT about recently is Bolobo, because I LOVE nature plant powers so I was thinking; okay, maybe he comes from a city where his power are revered for their special properties? Maybe a person with the power of nature rules over the city? Maybe the city is actually very clean and in an artificial forest?
Maybe explain more about Tox and Paleman, because they're from a TOTALLY different Lego franchise, and it's be cool to explore how they went from criminals in one Lego theme to Elemental Masters in another?
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ninjagoroh · 2 years
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The lyrics for "Let Christmas Shine" from the Radio City Christmas Spectacular have been transcribed and we have a midi for a baseline orchestration, so we're going to make a mega collab fancover as there isn't much confirmed for RoH for the holiday season!
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notahybrid · 9 months
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Please, oh my god someone just destroyed museum- not even to steal anything? They just? Destroyed the museum and left?
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potatounicoorn · 2 months
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I found it endlesly entarteining that the ninja shout "Ninjago!" every time they do Spinjitzu. Like they live in NINJAGO city. Thats like screaming out "New york!" or "Tokyo!" or "Äteritsiputeritsipuolilautatsijänkä!" every time we jump aroud and spin
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so-sures-blog · 4 months
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icebound definition: surrounded, obstructed, or covered by ice.
In which Zane uses his element against the Overlord to save the city and his friends. Because it wasn’t about numbers, it was about family.
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It is the end, and Zane knows it.
The Overlord is conquering Ninjago City, webs of gold stringing across buildings like Christmas lights and tying up his friends like flies. They struggle, but it is useless under the might of the Overlord.
Zane flips out of the way of a golden band reaching to ensnare him and lands on a roof. All of his friends are tied up, and only Zane is free. He knows what he has to do. He is the only one who can.
“Support me, friends. For one last time.”
He takes a running leap off the ledge, and Jay flips midair so his feet plant squarely on top of his. Then Cole, Lloyd, Kai, Sensei Garmadon, and Wu.
He soars, flying straight at the Overlord, and grabs onto his golden fangs.
Immediately, he feels its power, and its agony. Pain rips into every crevice of his body; his jolts rattle and shake and his wires spark under his skin.
“Let my friends go!” Zane shouts.
“Go where, Doomed Ninja?” The Overlord sneers. Its eyes, red and hateful, glare into him.
Zane writhes under the immense pain and power. His body cannot handle it, he knows, and he feels himself falling apart under it.
“The Golden Weapons are too powerful for you to behold. Your survival chance is low.”
But Zane isn’t trying to hold them. He’s trying to destroy them.
He thinks of his brothers. He thinks of PIXAL. He thinks of his father. He thinks of an old man with long white hair as pure as snow and ice blue eyes that visited him a long time ago, who had come and left as quickly as winter did and had breathed that power into him because he saw him worthy of it.
“This … isn’t about numbers … It's about family!”
The golden webs holding the Ninja fall and they escape. He can hear them screaming, telling him to let go, and he thanks them for that. Wu and Garmadon grab onto them and yank them back, away from the oncoming destruction.
His core — his heart — started reaching critical mass. Frost began creeping upon the Overlord’s fangs. Something blue and blinding in his heart freezes under his power, and Zane embraces it. It's his power. His choice.
“I am a Nindroid. And Ninja never quit. Go Ninja … go!”
He is the Master of Ice. He was built to protect those who cannot protect themselves. He stands for peace, freedom, and courage in the face of all who threaten Ninjago.
Frostbite burns his skin away; jolt and wires freeze under the cold; until he is left completely bare.
The last glimpse they get of Zane is him surrounded by a blizzard of his own making, bright and beautiful like a supernova. Burning blue and white with the terrible brilliance of his own determined choice.
Zane died; not as a machine, not as a human, not as a tool of anyone or anything — but as himself. Zane died to save the ones he loves.
And woke up as something completely different.
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PIXAL climbs her way up the steep cliff side, careful to place her foot in secure crevices in case she slipped and fell from the icy mountain. Heavy snow blinded her vision as the blizzard whipped around her, but she kept her pace steady and sure.
It had been months since she had left Ninjago City and began her search. Months since Zane’s death and memorial. PIXAL knew, logically, that she should be back there, properly mourning him. But she could not.
He had never given up on her, not when she was under the Overlord’s control or when she was struggling with the newness of emotions.
And that meant she could never give up on him.
When she had first met Zane, she became more than a machine meant to function. He was vital to her, and she was a part of him.
She carried half his heart, and against all logical explanations, she knew he was still alive.
She did not tell the Ninja of her suspicions: the immediate aftermath of Zane’s loss had been devastating. She’d watched as the team fractured, splitting at the seams as they all fled their separate ways, too heartsore and dizzy with grief to do much otherwise. She did not tell Cyrus Borg where she was going either, for she knew if he begged her to stay, she would.
If she had told them she had seen a snowy wraith emerge from the destruction of the frozen, apocalyptic atmosphere on the rooftop, she would have been told she had imagined it due to her grief.
And while she was grieving, she was not imagining it. She is a Nindroid, and she did not have an imagination. PIXAL was built to observe, to analyze, to collect data and gather information. She built theories and hypothesized, not assumed.
So she followed the signs. She kept track of all weather anomalies that happened across Ninjago — sudden snowstorms, cold drops in temperatures that swept through small villages and towns. It led her all across the country until it ended here, with her climbing up the frozen, snow-peaked mountain.
Finally, PIXAL arrived at her destination.
The Ice Temple.
Slowly, she makes her way towards it. Her sensors indicate the temperature dropping the closer she gets. For a normal human, they would have already gotten frostbite without the proper equipment and numb with it, but PIXAL was made of metal. The cold did not bother her.
She peers into the glacial architecture, but does not enter. Or more like, she is unable to. It feels as if there is some sort of force of winter that is keeping her at bay.
“Zane?” Hope finds its way into the desperation of her voice. Freezing winds whip her hair out of its ponytail and against the purple circuits on her cheeks, but she barely notices. “Is that you?”
There’s nothing except for the howling wind, then her eyes catch movement. Slowly, almost like a ghost, a figure starts to come closer, making a shape against the blizzard.
If PIXAL had lungs, all the air would have rushed out of them.
A being made of pure winter floated in front of her. Formed of ice and frost and molded by the wind, it stood there and looked at her. Opaque ice carved the face that has been imprinted in her memory drives, the one she had traveled across the entire world to see again.
It was frozen, and beautiful, and Zane.
Inside her neural drive, alarms were blaring into her system, flashing behind her eyes. Warning: Severe weather alert. Temperature reaching sub-zero levels. Retreat into a warmer climate —
PIXAL shut off the notifications.
“Hello,” she says. Zane does not move. She dares a step closer. “Do you recognize me?”
He says nothing, so PIXAL continues on. It feels like their roles were reversed when they first met: she, the one struck speechless by the other’s beauty. Him, stoic to it all.
“I’m PIXAL, the Primary Interactive X-ternal Assistant Lifeform. I’m a … friend. I came searching for you to bring you home. There are things about you that you don’t understand. That you have yet to discover. I am here to help you remember.”
Zane is quiet, but she senses that he is listening. Something glowing in her chest aches.
“It is alright if you don’t remember me,” PIXAL says. She cannot cry, but is she would she could. She is still new to emotions, and many are overwhelming her: joy and grief and something fierce and pure deep in her heart. “I remember you. And we are still compatible.”
Zane tilts his head and drifts closer. The snow slows its fall, the wind stopping altogether. Snowflakes gently coat her hair. Now that he is closer, she can see the differences that make him unlike the old Zane: he doesn’t have the one dimple on the right side of his cheek, or the small beauty mark on his collarbone, or the tiny scar on his index finger from his shuriken.
But he is still Zane, even as an icy spirit.
She held out a hand. “Your brothers miss you very much. Will you come back with me, Zane?”
He is silent, staring at her. Unlike before, it is impossible to know what he is thinking. She gazes up at him, imploring. His eyes have no irises or pupils, so she is simply staring up at pinpricks of pure blue light.
Slowly, his hand reaches out of her.
BANG!
A loud sound echoes across the ice, and out of nowhere chains of Vengestone come flying out and capture him.
Fear slams into her. “Zane!” PIXAL cries.
Ice races out from his body and across the chains as Zane struggles, but no matter what, he can’t break them.
PIXAL whips around to face the assailant.
A man in his thirties, wrapped in a thick parka to prevent the cold and wearing a red mask. He has shoulder-length brown hair and is wearing a dyed red straw hat, and under it she can see he is hiding an eyepatch.
“What are you doing?” PIXAL shouts. Anger — an emotion she rarely feels — burns through her.
The man lowers his gun and pulls out another one before she can even blink.
“Sorry, sweetheart. Just following orders.”
Before she can question what that means, he fires. A net tangles her limbs together and brings her down against the cold snow. Before she can fight against it, electricity courses through her.
And then everything went black.
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