{Ahzenai Mingle Spot v.2}

[Temperance.]

1. Username:
Ashwyn

2. How much time do you spend on CS?
Gahhh I'm an addict so....I'd say at least four hours a day. If my parents actually do manage to limit me then it would be three hours Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays, with weekends being more like four or five hours XD

3. How much time do you need to write an intro/acceptance?
Hmph, if it takes me more then an hour my muse is really suffering. I'd say probably half an hour for a nice, thick, chunky one. Though with writing its hard to be exact since muse, unexpected events, and other things can happen to affect how long it takes. Still, I'd say that generally it would take half an hour.

4. Your intro for the two:

A lack of sound and movement cloaked Ahzen, not an unpleasant silence by any means, but the very stillness of a place that ordinarily bustled with life and noise was something of an awe inspiring experience. The quiet was a collective one, for Ahzen was certainly not empty, indeed there were still many suitors milling about. However the vortex had been....strange, and as a whole the gathered entities within Ahzen were holding their breath.

Initially many had blown off the strange whirring noises, and odd shapes the vortex was producing, passing it off as another Ahzenai's birth throwing the vortex into a fit. However as time passed.....and kept on passing, with no Ahzenai produced, the suitors were beginning to get anxious, was it possible for the vortex to have problems during the "birthing" of a new Ahzenai? Was that not restricted to living, breathing, creatures? But just as the gathered suitors began to contemplate questioning the fearsome-looking Valcyon, the vortex began to sparkle with a kaleidoscope of colours. When a single dainty white paw appeared from the vortex, curious murmurs rose from all around, and when the Ahzenai fully emerged they stared with mounting awe at a white Ahzenai who exuded masculinity despite his colouring, which at first glance appeared almost feminine.

As the admiring gazes roamed over the white Ahzenai, he eyed Valcyon peaceably, neither acknowledging the stares nor dissuading them. Valcyon dipped his head to the regal Ahzenai and let his voice boom throughout Ahzen, not a difficult task with the silence being as deep as it was. "May I introduce Dargamel!" The white Ahze tilted his head, seemingly going over the name in his mind a few times before he solemnly nodded his head in approval. Turning now to address the gathered crowd he curled his tail around his paws.

"It would appear that you all gather with the purpose of finding and attracting a companion to accompany you in the journey of life." The mighty Ahzenai stood now and began to pace, back and forth with his tail twitching slightly. "I feel no burning desire to travel throughout the world, my calling lies in an entirely different direction. I wish to be an advisor to the beings in a position of power. For as the vortex sought to weave me together and produce a mighty creature it made a miniscule error. It created my brain and intellect first, allowing me to see and learn much more then I should have. I do not boast out of vanity, my only desire is to lend my vast knowledge to those who may use it to the benefit of others. So, if you wish for wisdom and help, come forth and speak your piece to me." And with that he sat, ears perked forward as he waited for the first of the would-be suitors to approach.

While the creatures within Ahzen murmured in surprise to one another and studied the handsome white Ahzenai the vortex began to swirl again, this time though it was without the fanfare and oddity of Durgamel's creation, but rather a quiet and soothing melody, that resulted in the birth of an astonishing Ahzenai. She had a lithe figure, slighter and more delicate in appearance than Durgamel, she also was entirely black, emblazoned with silver and touched by the faintest rays of yellow sunshine on her paws and tail. Her air element swirled serenely about her, and everything in regards to her seemed to whisper of peace. Even Valcyon had a relaxed look to himself as he flicked his tail in her direction and announced her name. "This is Immriel." He rumbled, attracting the attention of many beings within Ahzen.

Immriel turned to eye the gathered suitors with a calm look in her eye, interestingly her eye was the only part about her that didn't seem as melodic or calm, its keen, bright, gold colour seemed to pierce right through to the heart of an issue. Still, she had naught but an interested and calmly curious look in her eyes as she addressed the crowd.

"I came into being with much less fanfare than my brother Durgamel, but do not be deceived, I also was given an unusual aptitude, I possess the ability to soothe and calm even the most agitated of creatures. And my heart longs to find a companion, one who is wounded in spirit and longs for peace, just as I long to bring tenderness and love into their life, wiping away the anguish of past hurts." Her eyes surveyed the gathered creatures longingly, and they flickered with a strength and resolve that seemed surprising, given her peaceful aura. "So please, come forth, all who were wounded in soul and long for freedom from their past."

[Queen Vivane]

Her coat was dusty but that was to be expected since she had been down in ahzen for weeks, the silver grey of her matter element gave her dusty back a slight shimmer which delighted her of course. Kalathae had what she had seen called magpie disease, making her attracted to all things shiney which is prehaps why she got along so well with clockwork he often had shiney things to tinker with. She padded alongside the golden ahzenai who was talking about the moment he found his companion "I just knew from the moment that he slotted that piece into the gadget I was toying with at the time that Alex was the one for me" Clockwork said happily.

Their reflections showed slightly in the water which rippled slightly with a faint breeze from the world above. "Fenris told me my wings were strange yet beautiful, I had no idea what she meant but when I looked at my reflection in the water I saw I had wing markings upon my back. I thanked her of course and wished to know what wings were. What were they used for? Did they do anything?" Kalathae chuckled softly. "I owe Fenris everything, I feel like such a bad friend for not giving her anything back after all she's done for me all I have ever given her is love" Kalathae said to Clockwork who nodded in response.

The dusty ahzenai sighed and stared at the ground as she walked, "hey i'm sure she loves anything you give her" Clockwork said with a smile "I guess your right but I still feel like i'm being ungrateful" she replied and sighed again. The sand and grass was soft and gentle on her paw pads, Kalathae loved soft things and would often curl up against her fellow ahzenai companions back at home with Fenris and either just lay there and listen to them breathe or fall right into dream land. "Thanks for letting me fret to you Clockwork it's helped a whole lot" she said with a smile "your very welcome Kalathae" Clockwork chuckled and gently flicked her with his tail

Well that's my part of the contest entry, a little mini story of Kalathae and Clockwork as they walk along the edge of the lake^-^

[Desmond]

I'm back with personalities for mine. xD I'll have to get to work on the other contest - I finished my part for the group contest yesterday. c:

Pripyat
“Vishnu tries to persuade the prince that he should do his duties, and to impress him, takes on his multi-armed form, and says, ‘Now I have become Death, the Destroyer of worlds’…
I suppose we all thought that, one way or another.” – Robert Oppenheimer.

Pripyat is condescending toward the human race, because humans have a tendency to destroy more than they create, killing their planet and their own species without justification. For this reason, he refuses contact with humans, unless they can prove to him that they see what destruction can create the potential for. He is obsessed with this cycle, and wishes to walk through ruins and see what nature has done to these places humans have refused.
Now tied to a phoenix, Pripyat is firmly connected to this cycle, weakening as his companion, Cross, weakens and ‘dies’, only to be reborn. He, however, does not die; Cross’s spirit never crosses to the other side, and so neither does Pripyat’s. Though this helps him see the cycle that he so admires, this also feeds his bitterness; any others not contained in this immortal cycle will, eventually, die, and so he cannot have any other contacts without the inevitable heartbreak.
Pripyat’s stark red eyes would indicate that he is evil, but this conclusion would land far off of the mark. He is neutral, for what it is worth, though his obsession with destruction might say otherwise. Despite this, he is also tied into the creation that the destruction allows – the growth of the new amongst the old and the ashes of the failed.
His only mortal friend, Zaas, is a Nevorath, and has been Charmed by Cross himself with an extended life. Zaas rides with another companion and Ahz, though Pripyat does not particularly care for them; Quida appreciates life too much, and her companion, Lennox, is a human – undesirable, of course, for Pripyat’s tastes.

Quida
“One can be blind, one can be deaf, one can be numb, and one can lose their tongue. But something that is always there is the sense of smell. And for that, I am grateful.” -Quida

Quida is in love with exploring, and finding new scents to mix and enjoy. She hoards perfumes, musks, colognes, potpourris, and various other scented objects, and is very eager to mix and create new scents, good or foul-smelling.
She also acts in a very proper manner, holding her chin high and keeping her body as tall and proud as possible. She does not like to confront others, preferring to let her human companion do retaliatory work for her. Lennox, for her part, is happy to do so, though being the companion of an Ahz tires her, sometimes. However, she wouldn’t trade the experience for the world… or the permission to return to her home country.
Quida, on the other hand, loves her human companion, and tries to make her presence as tolerable as possible for her.

[anarchy, inc.]

1. Username:
Burn & Bliss
2. How much time do you spend on CS?
Ermm... a lot. I'm almost always on my Kindle, normally for about 45 minutes every morning, then for hours every evening. So like... 4-5 hours a day?
3. How much time do you need to write an intro/acceptance?
It depends. On my Kindle, it could take me a little bit, like 30-40 mins to write a nice one. It's a bit hard to edit on a Kindle, but I will try my darndest! Bl
On my laptop, though, like, eh, 15-25. x3
4. Your intro for the two:

Karyme {pro. Kar- im } and Shasibar { pro.Shah- si- bar}

As the vortex began to swirl with a hurricane-like force, a slow hsuh befell the suitors in the land that was Ahzen. Slowly, a swirl of deep, cobalt blue weaved its way through the vortex, infusing the pure white with with twists and turns of azure. Following suit, a trickle of amber and a myriad of black striped whirled in an a very undignified manor, which would seemingly create a very unorganized, colorful Ahz. Well, frankly, that was wrong. As the great vortex divided, half black, half white, with carmel drizzles, blue mist, and twisting stripes adorning each, the quiet spell over the crowd faded away, replaced with excited murmers. This was unlike any other birth before. This Ahz would surely be something.
With a last, loud, ground-rattling roar, the vortex receded, leaving one white and one black Ahz in the clearing, The black Ahzenai, a male, was beautifully colored with a white tribal-esque pattern, and dusted with a warm amber, and a puff of bright blue gas swirling along it's back, was standing over the white Ahzenai, a female, was almost the opposite, with a snow white coat marked with a black tribal, henna-like pattern, a soft, airbrushed look of amber over her back and tail, and a fierce, flickering blue fire element. Both Ahzenai remained still as Valycon strode confidently into the clearing, addressing the suiotors with the ease of familarity. "Karyme," he announced, his vouce swelling in a deep vibrato. "And her brother, Shasibar. We welcome you!" he nodded, turning away with a flick of his masculine tail.

It was then that the Ahz began to react. "I don't want to!" the white female, Karyme, cried, turining her fierce blue gaze upon her brother. "I want to stay with you." getting to her feet, Karyme flicked her tail, plasma flaring. "Karyme," came the rumbling voice of the male, Shasibar. "I cannot watch over you forever. You must learn to go on your own." His caramel eyes held warmth, though his body posture suggested annoyance.
"But I do-"
"Suitors of Ahzen!" Shasibar called out, addressing the crowd, and effectively cutting off his sister's protests. "My sister and I have come before you to seek companions! I, however, have some special requirements. I will be looking for a person of true, honest character, one that does not lie or purposefully hurt others. As for my sister, she will need a companion that can care for her, and keep a watchful eye." he rumbled, amusement sparkling in the topaz depth's of his eyes, and he ignored the plaintive protests of Karyme. "I will find the truest person possible, and choose them as my companion. As for my sibling, she may need some convinving." His warm voice broke off in a chuckle.
WIth an angry yowl, Karyme lept up beside her brother, her blue eyes flashing contempt for his actions. "I am Karyme!" she frowned, pacing. "I, too, seek a person of gentle character, but I am not helpless." she said, stamping a paw. "I expect respect and equality, though I am not adverse to pampering..."she purred with a smirk. "And those are my only requests".

"Now, we'd like to here what you have to say."
"Now, we'd like to hear what you have to say."

[Desmond]

1. Username: -3B-

2. How much time do you spend on CS? As much time as possible - about eight-twelve hours a day, except during breaks.

3. How much time do you need to write an intro/acceptance? Thirty minutes. I'm a very fast writer.

4. Your intro for the two:

With a sputter and a gasp, the vortex tossed out the next Ahzenai. She coughed as she got up, glaring at the swirling, conflicted colors. "What'd ya do that for?! I was nice and comfy in there, and you go and throw me out like common garbage! What do you think I am?!" Her rage momentarily subsiding, she turned to the flock of potential suitors, her fierce golden eyes glaring through each of them. Valcyon 'hmm'ed softly, then murmured a word - "Valiari." The newly-named Valiari ignored him.

"And what do you all want, huh? Do you want my attention? Well? What are you all waiting for, an invite?!" She tossed her head impatiently, ignoring all formalities.

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Valiari
Valiari doesn't really like much of anyone. She is an indignant sort, always up in a fuss about something. She also possesses the patience and temper of an angered bull. However, even one so snobby as she has a weak point, and hers is comfort and warmth. There's nowhere else she'd rather be than on a warm, comfy pillow by a fire somewhere - not that she'd admit it.

The vortex spun slowly, gently pushing out a new Ahzenai. Shyly, one light paw after another stepped out of the soft blue light, until the entire creature stood in front of the swirling colors. Valcyon's deep voice was gentle and soothing as he called out a name - Remri - and the slightly smaller Ahz responded with a small noise of fright. Quietly, curiously, he wandered a few steps away from the vortex, skittering back at bold suitors who stepped forward too soon. Finally, after examining everyone in the group, a small, shaky voice cut through the murmurs of the throng.

"Please... don't hurt me...."

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Remri
Remri is perpetually terrified. He is afraid of being hurt, and especially afraid of betrayals. To woo him, one must be gentle and honorable, as well as very patient to deal with his panic attacks. He is slightly smaller than a normal Ahz, but only just - it better suits him to be small, because he can hide in places no others can go.

[Impossible Reality]

I'm so flippen pumped for this contest >:B

We got it in the bag ;D

[Bast-et]

Here is Team 'Spearian's Entry: teamspearian.weebly.com
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[anarchy, inc.]

Try again, Bast. x3

[Bast-et]

it won't go because it doesn't have www. in front of it =P Just copy and paste for awesome =)

[anarchy, inc.]

lol, ok. x3