Alena Spirit of Hyperness

The hat actually exists. I made it based off of the design of a crocheting book written by a woman, and also posed by a woman. It's why I chose the hat, as a prank for LJ to wear into public and become embarrassed as a pedestrian pointed out his cross-dressing ways. Here's a photo of what the hat looks like: http://www.majhost.com/gallery/lewajohnson/Pics/img_3910.jpg Btw, awesome comic! I hate how you always portray me as the villain for some reason though. )=

Lets not forget what Potu and I did to you a few days ago too. ;D

BEST. COMIC. EVER.Not.JKing.JKing to that.JKing about THAT. =D *Pattern repeats endlessly*BUT... Other than that... Very adorable. ^^ I loved it how you put your character into a pink 1800's dress/wig. Is that a new idea or were you building it off of something?

That lil' mangos gonna die by this time next year. =)Until that time, happy birthday LJ!I shall send that mystery gift by the end of the week. *Don't worry, you don't have to wear heavy plastic gloves, it's totally not poisoned or covered in acid that melts the human skin on touch. ;3 *

Hated the whole thing. :PNaw, I'm kidding! The whole thing was pretty cute actually, and like a lot of people said, the graphics were really good too! ^^

Name: Alena Paprika HyperSpecies: Enmalian Runt (Half-Human, Half Enmalian)Gender: FemaleFaction:Appearance: Sporting a human-like body, what sets her aside is her seemingly mutated appearance of being a mixture of a tiger, and the feline features she has. She typically runs around shoeless, due to her slightly-large cat-like claws, and usually wearing special gloves that have an opening that just barely opens up to let her finger claws through. She has black whiskers, and cat-like slits in her eyes, which is a deep orange-gold color. Her skin is slightly discolored, almost a mixture of black and orange, although at first glance she has the regular skin-color of a human. When she opens her mouth to roar, you can see a pair of fierce canine-teeth, ready to shred anything that she bites through. Typically, she runs around in clothes that suit her movements, which are usually a blue and green color.While she doesn't look it, due to her heritage she is heavier than the average human, sporting somewhere around a good 250 pounds on her body, which is less than half the weight of a full-fledged Tiger Enmalian. Although, while a human who is 250 pounds has an obvious weight issue, her weight is extremely condensed, giving her a very slim appearance.Weapons: Her claws can cut through almost anything, and the likelyness of them being able to break is highly unlikely. Because of this, and her familiarity with them, she can become almost deadly with them. On her hands, another unlikely weapon is her gloves. They contain two completely separate layers, both of these are durable, and can hold up their own against other weapons. Mentally, she can will the gloves to change their tempurature, changing the outer layer to an impossibly high tempurature, while the inner layer can become extremely cold, so that the outer layer doesn't damage her hands in the process, the combating tempuratures practically unaffecting her hand. While she can't affect the area around them, because of the gloves intense heat/cold, you can easily feel it coming from at least a foot away.Mask: None.Power: Physically, she is quite strong and able, and due to her feline heritage, can be unnaturally flexible. Alena can also see in the dark, once again because of her feline heritage, but not as strongly as one might think. Her eyes need even a pin-prick of light, and her eyes can magnify that, not to the point that she can see daylight, but so that at least the outer edges of the room are lit up. The stronger the light, though, the brighter her eyes can see. She has sensitive hearing, and can step lightly, without making noise.Weakness: Her mind is slow to thinking, and her sense of smell is horrible. Despite her ability to see in the dark, she requires at least a pinprick of light, or else she will be unable to see. Her hearing can also be of a disadvantage to her at times, because if the sounds are at a high enough note, she will be on the ground, clutching her cat-like ears in pain.Personality: Loud and rambuctious. She can pass off loud and hyper at one second, and be silent and shy the other. Her moods are constantly swinging, and little can affect her, although various topics CAN have a bad effect on her. Willing to eat anything that smells tasty, she turns her nose up at anything that doesn't smell or look good to her, but rarely will she pass up an opportunity for meat. She can be crafty though, and has been known to switch sides over small things, such as the opportunity for anything sugar-like, but will immediately switch back once her goal has been accomplished.Biography: Her past is slightly clouded, and she tends to be a bit mysterious about parts of it at times, and then open about other events that had happened in her past. Very few truly know what Enmalians are, and because of this, can be put off by her appearance. Sometimes she switches her stories around, and can be tricky about her past, such as purposely saying that her father was Enmalian, and her mother the human, and then completely switching it around with the next person. She will sometimes say that she has siblings, and other times completely deny that she does have siblings. Because of her constant switching, few can tell what she is actually saying, and will doubt much of what she says. Regardless of her constant switching of her past life, she will tell the honest truth about her activities on the island... If she trusts you.

YAY!Another Potu-birthday!Hope you have a GREAT day my bestest online FEMALE friend! ^^

Son of a flying Makuta fish!Why didn't you show LJ in that dress? T.T I'll flay you alive for that! DX*Politely laughs at comic*

*Intense grin in LJ's direction*Let's see you beat my ACTUAL real life record of the 19th level in there now!And nice latest comic. XD I look forward to seeing what happens to the red and black dude.*Politely laughs at your comic*

Member Name: Alena Spirit of HypernessEntry Name (And Link) : Struggle In The Sky

Another lovely day to post my first Bionicle fan-fiction story in a while onto BZP! This is just a contest entry for the newest contest (Obvious enough, if you recognize the title. ;3 ), although, it took a while to get me convinced to join. I decided to do just that, but added in a species that I've been working on for years. Just curious to see what kind of feedback the one Enmalian I added into this story gets. =P And yes, if you can stand reading all the way through this short story, the ending was meant to be abrupt. Adds to the drama a tad bit, no? =3And the Toa is meant to be completely on his own, too! Surviving with every method he can think of. Survival of the fittest!Now to cut my rant short! (Dunno why I love ranting so much before letting you guys read... xD ) (Or why I use so many emoticons!)___________________________________A green, armored arm cut through the air around him, calling upon another massive breeze to let him keep floating. The buzz around him filled his ears, ruining any chance of hearing anything other then the massive Venom Flyers. He twisted his body through the air, narrowly avoiding the strike of another one of the Rahi.Aima could feel another one right behind him, and activated his powers to form an intense air bubble around him, knocking the Rahi away with ease. Releasing his hold on the air bubble, he felt its power ebb away in an instant, disappearing with several tendrils stretching out around him. His Miru, still activated and working, allowed his body to float several feet higher then what he wanted. Flipping upside down, he bashed his foot into another Venom Flyer, sending it falling towards the ground below as it lost control of one of its wings.The powerful kick propelled him away from the Rahis original position, and the air pulses he sent out every few seconds warned him of another attack. Turning to his left, he dug his blade into the head of another one, swiftly pulling it out and watching it fall to the ground. His face grimaced, still unable to cope with the idea of killing Rahi, but survival called for it.Having rarely killed before the attack, Aima had to force his body to commit the acts, or risk being pulled into the waiting webs of the Visorak, and either become mutated, or in eternal sleep. Having survived for countless years, his mind having lost track of his existence, he refused to let an attack by Rahi bring him to his ruin. Any other Toa would refuse to do what he was doing, but, his mind reasoned, where was the wrong in ridding the world of a few more Matoran-killers?Another air pulse alerted him of danger, and he thrust his knife above him, stabbing another one in the stomach. This time, the body landed heavily onto his head, knocking him down several feet, and almost into the waking jaws of the Visorak below him and the Horde. He heard several overly excited squeals, only to be accompanied with disappointment as he sent several bursts of air below him, propelling his body higher up. His body felt the urge to sigh in relief, but the threat of several hundred Venom Flyers still pervaded his mind, and his knife-less hand pulled out a second knife, matching the other pair perfectly, and stabbed it into another one on queue.____________________________The fight dragged on for another hour, and despite slowly ridding himself of the swarm, his body began to feel intense fatigue, encouraged by the constant use of his air powers. He threw a punch into the face of another attacker, straight into the mandibles of it. Ignoring the way the jaws felt, and the burst of pain that went up his hand, he pulled it out, ignoring the crunched armor that dug into the flesh underneath.Buzzing noises still pervaded his hearing senses, but he could now hear a faint hiss from below them. The Visorak were standing underneath him patiently, eagerly awaiting their Toa captive, staring patiently at their newest victum. Normally, if any other Rahi had taken this long in capturing their prey, they would have either joined in with their spinners long ago, or left due to lack of entertainment. Aima shivered, hating becoming a form of entertainment for such emotionless Rahi.One of the Venom Flyers saw him shiver, and attacked him while he was in the middle of it, and he barely bashed his foot into one of the eyes of it, and slammed his other foot onto the top of its head, sending it too crashing into the ground. Exhaustion flooded his limbs, but he ignored it, the will to survive barely overcoming it. The others backed away quickly, giving him space. The other Venom Flyers had grown more wary of him, and weren’t attacking nearly as often as they had been earlier.His air pulses still went out every couple of seconds, alerting him to their every move. They caught another sneak attack, and he twisted around, slamming his knife once more into another one.Sensing another attack coming upon him, he whirled around in an instant, knife prepared to attack his latest victim. Instead, another hand quickly grasped his own, and his other hand thrust forward, narrowly missing his newest attacker.A flutter of feather wings began to fill his ears, and the other arm snaked around his waist, pinning him to the body of the newest creature. All happened within an instant, and he felt his body falling downwards, towards the Visorak. “Just relax.” Came a playful voice, and Aima’s face was covered by the feathers on the newest figure, effectively blocking his view.The Visorak beneath them roared with satisfaction, apparently mistaking the battle with a different outcome. Aima could feel his exhaustion shut down all his powers, and the figure seemingly took advantage of it. They freefell through the air, slowly increasing in speed, the wings opening within meters of the Visoraks waiting jaws. Powerfully beating, the wings carried them far away from the Visorak within seconds, the hissing and spitting they emitted in fury having fully left his hearing, along with the buzzing of the Venom Flyers. They still rang, but it was a soft thud.They were in the air for a good hour, the wings still beating powerfully before his rescuer flew closely to the ground, dropping the Toa of Air to the ground and letting him roll. As Aima finished rolling, a thud of feet, and rustling of feathers filled the air as the figure landed.Rolling onto his back, having regained energy from the battle, but still not enough, he finally had a good look at his rescuer. Staring into the golden eyes, white feathered head, and brown and black feathered body, his normal reaction would have been a slightly gasp, and he would have armed himself had it been any other situation. Instead, he felt his body tense slightly, before loosening again.“What are you?” Aima asked silently, calmly. “What Makuta formed you into existence?”A chuckle left the throat of his rescuer, and he could see silent laughter. “What Makuta could possibly capture the essence of an Bald Eagle so perfectly into this body, when a Bald Eagle doesn’t even exist here?” His voice gained a sarcastic tone to it when he said that, and Aima wondered what an Bald Eagle was. Despite the sarcasm in his tone, though, Aima still felt that he could trust this intriguing stranger. Study him, learn him, and be able to kill him should he ever become a menace.The creature leaned forward towards the Toa, his humanoid appearance strangely similar to his Toa form. Not all tall as the average Toa, but his form radiated strength. “Don’t think you can kill someone of my species so easily. Even the weakest could easily overcome a Toa.”

KAHI YOU MEANIE! XDXDXD Brilliant! I can't wait to see Garda's reaction. >:3

*Cracks knuckles* Been a while since I did a review! Lesse if I got the good ol' reviewin' talent still! ;3 ANYWAYS... It would appear that this story is off to a rather promising start! A tad bit rushed, but every author has that issue, what with the way they can word such things. I certainly like the idea that you did implement into the story, sorta reminds me of communism, if I remember that subject correctly, after the numerous arguments I've been in with others on it correctly... (Which I probably don't! My memory is VERY short-term.) A grammatical error here and there, but IMO, it's not really anything to be seriously concerned about. =P You seem to do good in that area, although hopefully when/if (I say if because I have seen SO MANY promising stories having the first chappy posted here... Only never to be touched again, which is quite a shame, since some seemed REALLY good.) you DO post another chapter, then make sure you concentrate on the speed of your writing. Judging by the plot-line of your story, each chapter could easily be around 5 pages in length. =P Not sayin' you have to make them that long, but try to concentrate on length and detail a bit more! I'm not sure about whoever else may read this, but I LOVE good, long chapter. Especially if it's going to be a bi-weekly update! So you should have plenty of time to write out a nice long story, check it for mistakes and such, and then post it. (HURK! I feel so out of shape in reviewing! XD ) Is that it? Probably. XD Normally I'm better at this job! BZP has been down for wayyy to long! XD Normally I'm a much better reviewer than what it feels like I'm giving out ATM! But hopefully it is worthy enough of being decent enough to help ya out. =3 I MAY follow this, though, just to see where it goes! XD