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Post by icy on May 4, 2008 13:55:52 GMT -5
Gold laid down in the dry plains. He went to sleep trying to contact StarClan. He awoke in the ranks of StarClan, for a little while. They said, " The time is comming, and you will need a new power." "What is comming, and what new power?" Gold asked. "This is not the time for quistions," They said "We must give you the power to you now, wile the moon is full. By the ranks of starclan, we give you the power to transform into another cat." Gold woke suddenly. He got up and it started to rain. rain? thought Gold, In the dry plains? Does this mean StarClan blood will be spilt?
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Post by *~*Breezy*~* on May 13, 2008 16:06:10 GMT -5
A lone, lanky shape slithered through the grassy landscape, hidden by the tall stlks and the darkness of night.
He, for it was a he, moved swiftly and silently, without a single swish to betray his presence.
Suddenly, he looked up, momentarily pausing his journey. It was raining. In the dry plains.
But it never rains here, hence the name the dry plains. What could it mean?
The tom, who had never been one for superstitions and omens, wondered what event this heralded, what events had been put in motion.
He swung his head outward, ears pricked foreward, listening. What had he heard. A swishing sound, and a soft murmer. And where. From the east, not that far.
The tom suppressed his snarl, and lifted a paw off the ground, setting to motion the movement to the stranger. He slipped instinctively into a slinking crouch, slithering and slipping through the grass like a ghost, there, but not there. A phantom.
Finally, he was within ten oak-tree-lengths. He could see the stranger. It was a cat. Laying down. Then it woke up, for it had been laying with the ease of the sleepers, and stood up.
Now! the tom's inner concious shouted, Now is the time to strike!
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Post by icy on May 29, 2008 19:03:29 GMT -5
Gold looked around as he heard a swish and a cry as a cat leaped at him. Huh, looks like I'll have some practice on my new power! He slid around his attacker. Then he concentrated on his attacker's appearance. By the time the other cat turned around, he looked like a reflection in the lake of this cat, bot much more solid. Then he waited for his attackers next move.
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Post by *~*Breezy*~* on May 30, 2008 21:08:54 GMT -5
((OOC: The Wicked Truth sees the world WAAAAYYY differently than most cats--he's certifiably psychotic...))
The tom halted, and starred at the other cat. He was hearing that white noise again... The other cat looked different, stanger, odder. Unlike a cat...
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Post by icy on Jun 2, 2008 15:58:39 GMT -5
Gold was starring intently at the other cat trying to penatrate the tom's mind. the second he did that, he heard a deafining white noise, and he instintly broke the image of the other cat and stumbled back. "wha...?" his mind was fuzzy and he barly had time to say "StarClan take us...." befor he fainted
((OOC: He said that and both of them are transported into a vast plain, and the only light is the stars...))
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Post by *~*Breezy*~* on Jun 6, 2008 11:14:37 GMT -5
It happened so suddenly that the tom had almost no time to react. But react he did. One moment, he was staring at the other cat, in the plains--the next, he was up and on the other cat, claws digging into his exposed throat, guided only by the light of stars... The other cat was unconcious. What a pity...the tom would not kill anything that could not fight back. Where as the fun in that? He slipped off the other cat, and looked around. he saw waves of blackness, shimmering and flowing in the air, spiralling and swirling in undiscenred patterns. And the darkness was tinged with white...
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Post by icy on Jun 9, 2008 7:42:27 GMT -5
When Gold got up, he saw the other cat wandering around the darkness plain. Well well, lets see how he likes this! Thought Gold. Shadow By Shadow, Light By Light Mumered Gold, and he went completly black, for this was true, he was the shadows shadow, invisible to many magnutudes. only uv and red lighded eyes could see through his shadowtake. He then crept foward and then spread his voice so the cat coudn't locate him. He then started speaking the way of Criptic (that is how the dark forest was binded, it is unsurpassable and sounds slurred, and unreal).
((OOC: mabey your cat can see through shadowtake ((((AkA shadows shadow)))) ?))
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Post by *~*Breezy*~* on Jun 9, 2008 16:38:55 GMT -5
(ooc: that would be cool!)
The tom continued to watch the darkness swirl. The undiscernable patterns were almost soothing to the hot rage the swirled within him. Almost. . . . Suddenly, he felt a prickling on his spine, and he turned around. The blackness was swirling still, but around something, it's pattern disrupted by the slinking shape of a cat. It didn't take a genius to figure out where the other cat was. how or why ws not an issue, not at the moment. The tom fixed his gaze at the shape of the cat, and starred right where the eyes would be, had they not been endless dark holes. . . . .
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Post by icy on Jun 10, 2008 16:52:27 GMT -5
"Who are you?" Gold said in Criptic, witch would penatrate the cats mind, and with that he came to his shadowbind (your cat cant move....... but....) ((ooc: I just thought of somthing!!!!!! what if the wicked truth could ramdomly reverse shadowbind and shomehow broke the 2nd gate? the 2nd gate is starclans plain. the 1st gate is well, earth. and went into a pure state of control?))and then he said, "I am gold, starclans assassin, welcome to the @nd gate of starclan!" then total silence. It would have made any cat insane, for their was no wind, no leaves russling, no prey padding, just total silence..... It was tourture to the sane.................
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Post by *~*Breezy*~* on Jun 10, 2008 17:21:14 GMT -5
The tom starred at the other cat. It was speaking to him in his mind! Repressing a growl at this invasion of privacy, the tom continued to gaze. The other cat spoke, and then there was total silence. The white noise slung into full blast within the tom's mind, and he could see shocks of white in his vision, slashing through the oppressive black. The white began to spiral in hin vision, and circled around the other cat, around it but never touching. Suddenly, the white slammed in on the other cat, closing in with a stark finality.
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