{|Ahzenai:Plasma Cycle|} Poll 1/22/15

[tawnypelt3]

Hello. I have a question. Since the judging was pushed back due to Mactak, is the contest closed for the current Ahzenai? My browser crashed a while back so I lost my form, but I could redo it if the contest is still open.

Thank you.

[SpartanAmethyst]

Hello. I have a question. Since the judging was pushed back due to Mactak, is the contest closed for the current Ahzenai? My browser crashed a while back so I lost my form, but I could redo it if the contest is still open.

Thank you.

I believe Onyx extended the competition for a few more days, so there's still time to enter~

[anarchy, inc.]

All was peaceful.
The birds chirped gently, filling the air with a lilting melody. Early flowers poked through flattened grass, renewing the barren landscape, and giving the air a hinting scent of life. A determined sun shown down upon the valley of Ahzen, warming the inhabitants, visitors, and those who held the land close to their hearts.
Spring was finally here.

A gentle wind picked up, stirring still barren but budding branches, whisking away the remaining dead leaves.
In the spirit of rebirth, the quiet, white vortex gave a great swirl, sending out a gust of wind. With a windchiming sound, pastel colors began to weave their way through it, starting at the very bottom and leaking up to the top like dye in water.
Hints of blues, greens, and pinks trickled through first, making their way in swirling patters until the entire vortex was covered. A paw then protruded ever so lightly from it, and the male Ahzenai that emerged launched himself to the ground in a rather swift hop. As the wind ruffled his fur, the unmistakable scent of mowed grass drifted on the breeze.


"Atherton," Valcyon said with a smile, his eyes reflecting the bright colors. The great Ahzenai flicked his ears to quiet the crowd that had began to gather in their presence.

The vortex picked up again, spilling beige and pale purple like a paint bucket, this time from the top down. The light colors soaked into the spinning tornado, whipping them around until flecks of a lighter shade began to emerge and dapple the winds. As they began to quell slightly, a toasted paw sliced through, followed by a lithe, fluid body covered in spring-like flowers. And was that the scent of lilacs drifting off her pelt, saturating the air? Valycon dipped his head in greeting to she she-Ahz, who did the same.


"Cerelia," he called, his voice ringing around the clearing. "Welcome, both of you, to Ahzen. Please, make yourself at home. I do wish you luck," the brawny male said, before padding away from the two siblings, who regarded each other with wide, energetic eyes before speaking. The slightly smaller female flattened then flicked her ears, allowing her brother to speak first.

"Why hello there, I am Atherton," he spoke in a gentle, friendly voice. "In case you were wondering, my name means 'one who has an deep inner desire to create and express themselves; often in public speaking, acting, writing or singing. They also yearn to have beauty around themselves' Well, dear citizens of Ahzen, it describes me quite well, I'd say." Flicking his tail, the bright Ahz chuckled, his nose twitching once, then twice.

His sister then stepped forward, her movements brisk but fluid."And I am known as Cerelia," she said in a light voice, a gently smile etched onto her face. "My name too, has a meaning. It is said to mean 'one who has a deep inner desire for love and companionship, and wants to work with others to achieve peace and harmony'. This is in fact my goal." She blinked, curling her tail around her paws.

"In order to woo us, you must tell us how our personalities can help you make in impact for the better on something."
"You must also tell us how we can help in your Easter traditions."
Being satisfied in their introductions, the two pastel siblings curled into each other, waiting for the inspired citizens to fill their young, bright minds with plans and stories.

Yes, these two are Easter based. They will be judged on Satruday, April 6th.

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[MoralChaos]

When is the judging for Niodicoro, Riae, and Ciphegar going to take place? Its been awhile since they showed up and im just wondering.

[SpartanAmethyst]

When is the judging for Niodicoro, Riae, and Ciphegar going to take place? Its been awhile since they showed up and im just wondering.

Onyx is the one judging, I believe, so they'll be announced as soon as she gets back :B
EDIT: It was partially my fault because I took so long judging Mactak, sorry ;n;

[Kat.]

When is the judging for Niodicoro, Riae, and Ciphegar going to take place? Its been awhile since they showed up and im just wondering.

Onyx is the one judging, I believe, so they'll be announced as soon as she gets back :B
EDIT: It was partially my fault because I took so long judging Mactak, sorry ;n;

it's fine, we can wait XD
although I was sort of glad they got pushed back, because I was hoping someone else would also try for Niodicoro. but I think I'm still the only one lol. *cough*not a bad thing*cough*

or did I miss somebody...?

[MoralChaos]

When is the judging for Niodicoro, Riae, and Ciphegar going to take place? Its been awhile since they showed up and im just wondering.

Onyx is the one judging, I believe, so they'll be announced as soon as she gets back :B
EDIT: It was partially my fault because I took so long judging Mactak, sorry ;n;

Alright no problem at all :3 Was just curious and it wasn't your fault Amethyst, your fine X3

[anarchy, inc.]

Hey guys, the new deadline for the Easter Ahz is now Saturday, April 13th.

[ᴀᴇᴠɪɪ]

~VivalaVida~

Atherton

WIP

On this current bright sunny day, I, Viva,
was enjoying myself with a nice cup of ice tea in the sun.
To the side came my Ahenzai, giggling and celebrating Easter.
Sylvette was laughing and jumping up and down like the hyper girl she was.
She was the baby of the group, really, and was also a lot like me in personality wise.
Hemoriarom was off to the side slightly, watching her with a smile.
Hemoriarom was much like a mother to Sylvette, and is still trying to raise her to be proper.
Then, with a loud squeal from Sylvette, Mactak sprang up, looking like a idiot.
He was wearing bunny ears and someone has written whiskers onto his face.
Sylvette let out a loud laugh, pawing at his face. Mactak would just grin,
letting one of the bunny ears flop over slightly. I loved these three, really.
They were probably some of the best things that had ever happened to me.

With a slight jump, I realized the vortex was beginning to stir again.
I sat up slightly, quite content with the Ahenzai I had,
but very curious to what would appear.
The vortex began to cycle through pastle colours,
which automatically reminded me of Easter.
I felt a presence beside me,
and Hemoriarom was also watching the vortex curiously.
She was always open to new companions,
but I could tell she was quite happy with the arrival of Mactak.
Then, the Ahenzai that was according to those colours appeared.
He was beautiful, and reminded me of Easter,
just like the vortex did a couple seconds ago.
Mactak padded over to join Hemoriarom and I,
while Sylvette continued to play in the grass.
She looked up once and stared, then looked away.
But soon enough, she joined us. With a loud boom,
the Male Ahenzai's name was announced. Atherton.
I let it roll of my tongue, and smiled softly. What a lovely name.
The Vortex began to spin again, and out came another Ahenzai.
She also reminded me of Easter, but wasn't quite like her brother.
Her name was announced, and it was the beautiful Cerelia.
I smiled and nodded, then looked at my Ahenzai. There faces all read the same.
Atherton. And his name, oh, his name. The meaning...
He would fit right in our little Artistic group.

We listened to what they said, and smiles came to all four of our faces.
We had already planned what we were going to do,
we had planned to stay here in Ahenz and spread the warmth of Easter.
I was going to sing and speak, Mactak was going to paint eggs,
Hemoriarom was going to write and act with me,
and Sylvette was going to dance.
I continued to stare at the male Ahenzai, till Mactak walked forward.
He approached the Ahenzai with a smile and cocked his head to the side.
"Welcome, my dear friend, to Ahenz. My name is Mactak,
and that human over their with the two others is Viva, my leader.
The two beside her are Sylvette and Hemoriarom."

Once Mactak had introduce us all, I stepped forward and smiled, nodding my head in greeting. "We have watched you arrive and heard what you want from us, so, we have come forth to offer a companionship, a family. You see, we are a very artsy bunch, and we love to share our talents and make others happy. Mactak paints, Hemoriarom can write, Sylvette can dance, and I can sing, dance, and act. You see, you belong with us. And we would be thrilled to have you come along with us. I explained, smiling softly. I really liked him, and I thought he would be a great addition to our small family.

Hemoriarom stepped forward and smiled, dipping her head in greeting, Sylvette beside her, staring at Atherton with curiousity in her eyes. "As already said, I am Hemoriarom. Now, looking at our group, you'd think were just a bunch of show off dramatic people, but then your wrong. We're also a loving family, and truly care for one another and love one another, and you would be too if you joined us." She said confidently, nodding her head.

Sylvette stepped forward, holding in her mouth what seemed to be an Easter Egg. She placed it gently in front of him then sat, smiling brightly. "What they say is true. I'm Sylvette, and I'm the baby of this family. I love to dance, and I can tell you right now Viva's singing goes along well with my dancing. We'd love to have you with us, to do skits, to have laughs and play games, but most of all, to celebrate Easter." She gestured towards the Easter Egg which Mactak painted, then got to her paws. She did a cool dance move, then scampered over to my side again. I smiled and nodded, getting to my feet as I had been kneeling over. "Please consider our invitation, and remember: Ahenzai or people interested in the arts, are always welcome with us." I said, then walked away with Hemoriarom and Mactak following. Sylvette, however, grabbed the bunnyears off of Mactak and placed them on Atherton, smiling wide and saying "Happy Easter." Then scampered off to follow the others.

Hey guys! Viva here!
I just wanted to
talk about
my reason
for wooing this lovely male.
Well, you see,
I'm a big Arts person,
and my goal is
to try to woo most
of the art Ahenzai.
You know, one big
art group. I think
cool rps, stories,
and pictures could
become of this.
So please, take
my Woo into
consideration

[Kat.]

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good morning/afternoon/
evening/whatever time
of the day it is when you
are reading this! as you
can probably see, I have
come to try and win over
the lovely cerelia. I am
not sure exactly how you
are pronouncing it, but I
guess I'm going by "ser -
ell - ee - uh." that sounds
pretty enough, right? okay,
well, trying to pick which
one of the easter ahz to
try and woo was difficult,
but I think cerelia is simple,
beautiful, and I can make
her really girly, but I'll save
the pain of your eyes falling
out by not doing that. XD
anyways, I am going to try
and include all six of my ahz,
because that would be kinda
exciting, right? right? yeah,
you know it. I'm not one
hundred percent sure what I
am going to do with this woo,
but I hope you enjoy it! <3
by the way, I have a feeling
Izres is going to be the star
in this woo, because pretty
little cerelia is just the kind
of girl he needs.

One dark paw slammed into the ground, claws digging into the spot where a fuzzy blue tail had been just moments before. "What did you do?" his voice, not as dark and raspy as some predict, burned into the blue ahz, who just looked on with a smile. "Nuuuuuuthin'." he dodged nimbly from side to side as the dark one clambered about around him, unsteady in the daylight. "Come and catch me!" he taunted in a sing-songy voice. He hopped up and down playfully, sunlight gleaming onto his bright blue fur. The gray ahz, known to all as Izres, lowered the crown of his head and charged, launching himself on top of the brighter ahz, Oelaer. "Tell me! You wouldn't be acting so sneaky if you hadn't started stirring up trouble..." Izres snarled. He dug his forepaws' claws into the earth inches from Oelaer's head, hissing into his face.
Oelaer shrieked and squirmed under the larger ahzenai's weight, wriggling away from Izres sharp teeth. But all the while he was smiling, obviously enjoying the exercise. Izres snarled once more and bounded away, exhaustion and frustration forcing him to give up his interrogation. Oelaer muffled a whine and disappeared as well, probably to find Persica or Ichi.
Izres glanced up at the sky, sighing in relief as dark clouds began to hover underneath the sun, blocking the brightness from pricking his fur. Suddenly a low rushing sound erupted behind him, and lights crawled out of the vortex. Two ahzenai appeared, introducing themselves. The female, Cerelia, looked so graceful next to the bigger male, whom Izres just marked as another one of his enemies. Everyone as an enemy to him... except Cerelia.
Izres glanced at her again, this time creeping forward a few inches. Her beige and pinks sparked a sudden interest in him, however much they contrasted his greys and blacks. Izres kept his head low; he would only watch for a moment. A flash of blue caught in the corner of his eyes, and Izres jaws parted in a snarl as he knew Oelaer had come back. Relief washed over him as he saw an orange and black fragile figure sweep him away again. I don't get how Ichi and Persica can keep up with him. he sighed.
As he turned back to Cerelia, she was gone. Off with Atherton, waiting for suitors to come. I wonder if Kat is going to woo one... he thought. As he listened, he picked up lines about Easter. Easter wasn't really a big thing in his life, as Kat was usually the one who sat up all night. He didn't know why. All he knew was that in the morning a small basket of chocolate and trinkets sat under the trapdoor in his cave. The main cavern that his fellow ahzenai slept in would also be fancied up with eggs and ribbons. Unfortunately, Izres heard from Persica that Thazel had eaten most of the chocolate before everyone else had woken up. Traditions, traditions.
Izres suddenly had an idea. Cerelia was here to help others, with her strengths, right? Compassion, gentleness, and all that good stuff. Izres needed serious help in those areas. Maybe he would ask her to... help him? Mentor him? Teach him? Anything to set his path right. As for Easter... he wanted to learn more. Cerelia would be a big help to Kat, getting ready for the "big day" and possibley being instructed to protect the candy from fudge-hungry Thazel.
It was settled; Izres hurled himself toward her, and sat about a foot from her, curling his thick ragged tail around his paws--a very catlike position. He lifted his gaze high enough to meet hers steadily. Be couldn't screw this up, one shot. "Cerelia? My name is Izres. How... how are you? Izres had never actually had a meaningful coversation with anybody. Socially-awkward Izres had no clue what to do. "Um, I understand that you, er, are her to help with Easter traditions, right? he began, thinking back to his ideas. "Believe it or not, I actually want some... help, let's say, in that general area. You see, I've never been all too thrilled about anything, but I actually for once want to be able to know what it is like to have a compassionate person in my life..." the words were bittersweet, as he'd never talked about anything like this before. But then again, Izres had never felt this way about anyone before either. He was trying to convince himself that he didn't like her, that he was just... curious about her, interested.
Izres lashed his thick, scraggly tail and thought about things for a bit. "Kat and the rest of the gang enjoy Easter, but me? I just... don't know." This is how Cerelia would benefit the world. Taming a beast. As for traditions... "I-I'm sure that Kat would like a helping paw. And you should come meet Ichi. You..." Izres dark eyes flashed a sign of fear. For the first time, he was afraid. Afraid of more rejection and loneliness. Cerelia's deep compassion and care would be more than enough to brighten Izres' world, and his 'family's' chocolately traditions could be upheld.
Before he turned away, the dark ahzenai got off his haunches, ready to bolt, and murmured, "Help me? Help us?"

{oh boy; I'm pretty sure this isn't what you were looking for, and it's really bad work, but I thought it was worth a shot. :3}