The molten flame blends into the dim light of the sun's setting. Kadzait raises her head and howls. [/i]Oh, Twilight, what will we do?
Never before has a Moonless Meeting brought such distress and death to the wolven forest. Liquid flame explodes from Firerocks, and with it, an impenetrable union of smoke and ash that appeared and shadowed the sun, flooding the mountains with fear. A plethora of wolves claim to be sighting nightmarish shaodws that walk amongst the rotting death and burning flame, bringing with them more of it.
"Death will flow
So crush the flame
Don't be so slow"
"Teeth will tear
And claws will clash
Amidst the flare
And the ash"
"And seven will be born
And even more pelts
Will be torn"
Shinari Isle, Fantastical Horse Roleplay « Result #1 on May 4, 2009, 6:56pm »
Dei has made a mistake. A mistake that is costing all of Shinari Isle. Now Vece grows powerful, and he is merciless. Where his chrome hooves stamp the ground, darkness seethes. His power is great. He is merciless and demanding. Those who disobey he punishes cruelly. The balance he was to have with Dei from the beginning is upset. Water over fire. Earth over sky. Decessus is stuck in the middle, wanted by both the powerful and the powerless. The mortal horses are mislead, and the 'unworthy' are killed without a second thought.
And the worst part is, Dei will not admit her mistake. To reset the balance, the other Royals must know what she has done so it can be undone. But the Oriens Royal has withdrawn, and is barely ruling. Most of her land has been reclaimed. She fears all other horses, whether they are Royal or mortal. She eats little, and thus her magic grows weak. She has even been caught trying to destroy her own life.
So the clock ticks as Nightfall settles over Shinari Isle. Day is short, as is spring and summer. The light there is is intense, forcing the plants to live. Reka and Anema are under Vece's control, and Sting and Ager obey gleefully. Decessus and Dei have all but ceased to exist. And the mortal animals flee from herd to herd, scared little pawns in a giant's game of chess.
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Re: lEsS tHaN cHaRmInG *j o r i & {s}wift* « Result #2 on Mar 1, 2009, 9:26am »
physical, by the way
Swift grumbled, irritated, under her breath, returning to her normal manner. "You... are... a... SUCKER... for mornings..." She yawned, and lo and behold, she stood up and stretched. The morning sunlight reflected off of her dappled coat, making her look a lot more glamorous than she actually was. "We goin' or what?" She asked, wagging her tail slightly, her voice still a bit slurred from sleep.
Mountain Cats of Daltorre « Result #3 on Feb 26, 2009, 11:17am »
Long ago, when the Daltorre Mountains were uninhabited, a group of cats who had recently lost their forest home came and decided to settle down. They hadn’t much choice, for they hadn’t the strength or the will to go on any further, and harsh as the conditions of the mountain were, there was prey in abundance and plenty of other things to meet their basic needs. The group split up, each choosing their own territory, and set down boundary lines that they crossed freely, for they remained friends even though they lived all over the mountain. Every moon, they met to exchange news on themselves and their families, and would strengthen the bonds of friendship between them.
Rock was the massive tom who led his family and a small group of other cats who were like him in what is EarthClan territory today. Zephyr was the matriarch of her family in AirClan’s lands, and for WaterClan, there was River, who had lost her mate Aqua along the way to the mountains. Finally, Flame led his family and closest friends to FireClan territory, for he loved the woods and was most at home here where the most trees were. So the cats lived and grew in number, and there was peace and harmony amongst the four groups.
Then came a young cat, Rock’s son Pebble, the youngest and smallest runt of the litter, and the black sheep of his family in that he wasn’t like his brothers and sisters. Cunning and prone to deception, he was a sneaky creature who hid his true nature from his trusting siblings, who, upholding virtues like honor and trustworthiness and reliability, had no idea of their brother’s dark nature, for to their eyes he seemed like any normal cat. But in truth, Pebble had broken one of the rules that all the four groups had agreed to keep – that no cat should ever venture to the top of the mountain except for Gatherings, in order to keep that land peaceful and sacred in a way, for it had been dedicated to their warrior ancestors, whom the cats believed called themselves HeartClan, and watched over them from the stars above.
Pebble went up at first only to play on his own, away from his family who were so different from himself, but then, becoming braver, he began to explore. And at the pinnacle of the mountain, he found a great rock, and within it, a great treasure – eight gems that held strange and mystical powers within them, magical stones that could give the one who wielded them great power: an emerald, a diamond, a topaz, a ruby, an opal, a rose quartz, and amethyst and a lapis-lazulli. Pebble didn’t know any of that at first – but he was entranced by their shininess and beauty, and so he collected them and wrapped them in a leaf to hide them, and brought them back to his home.
He hoarded those gems, which he came to see as his personal treasure, and guarded them jealously by hiding them just outside of camp, where he could hide them until he wanted to see them again. He began drifting away from his family – though he’d never been particularly close to them anyway. Little by little, he let his possessiveness over the gems consume him, until eventually, an argument with his parents and siblings made him run away, taking the stones with him. Only his older brother Earth saw him go, but he thought that Pebble would return – though he did wonder what was in the package of leaves that Pebble took with him.
Pebble raged by himself in the heart of HeartClan territory, and took out his treasures to look at them and cheer himself up – but to his horror, the stones were all dull and pale, ugly things that no longer shone. They had been getting paler and paler with each passing day, but Pebble hadn’t really noticed – he’d been too busy gloating over their beauty and feeling superior about his treasures that his family would never see. Their magic had faded – for Pebble’s dark personality had clouded the purity of the stones, and now worst of all, he had brought deception and treachery and deceit to a family of cats who were of an ancient line, and for whom such things were not part of their nature… he had corrupted his family name, and that of his ancestors, and the magic of the stones and land was reacting to this terrible act of corruption.
Bit by bit, the mountain began to die. The stones had been one of the sources of its prosperity and strength, and now they had been stolen and corrupted, and Pebble refused to give them back. He took them off the mountain, and the Clans came together to discuss what was happening to their new home.
A cat named Flare, Flame’s beloved daughter, happened upon the stone where the gems had been, and with Earth and two other friends – River’s youngest son Brook and Zephyr’s young cousin Gust, they began to investigate, drawing the stone to the attention of their families. It became obvious that the stone had once held something important, and then Earth recalled seeing the package that Pebble had been carrying. It was terrible, and incredibly difficult for the honorable young tom to contemplate – that his baby brother could have stolen something and caused the destruction of their land. But it had happened, and eventually he told the others what he had seen. Flare received dreams from her ancestors in HeartClan – and she told them that whatever Pebble had taken, it was causing the mountain’s death. So the search for Pebble began… but slowly, the four Clans were beginning to become less and less united, and age-old friendships were slowly breaking down. The magic that had been keeping them peaceful and united was breaking down, and with it, the cat’s belief and trust in each other.
The four Clans were born out of need during a time when friendship was weakened, and things like trust and faith weren’t present. The only cats who held on stubbornly to their friends and refused to acknowledge this new idea of four separate Clans who lived their own lives on separate territories and could only come together in peace during the monthly Gatherings, were Earth, Flare, Brook and Gust – and long after the Clans gave up hope and prepared to die along with the mountain, they kept on looking, and eventually caught up with Pebble in a gang of rogues not far from the foot of the mountain. Because they were still strong in friendship, they overpowered the rogues and faced down with Pebble, who by now had faded into a mere shadow of the cat he had once been. Now merely a shade whose only goal was to keep himself and his treasure safe, Pebble fought them all, using what remained of the power within the stones to defeat Gust and Brook – and later, to critically injure Flare. But not so his brother. Using the true spirit of honor and nobility and reliability imparted down to him and his family over the generations, Earth defeated and killed Pebble – and in doing so, released his brother’s tormented soul and freed him to an eternal peace, hopefully in an afterlife where he could regain his honor and remove the stain from his name.
HeartClan spoke to the four brave young cats, telling them of the stones and what they represented, and informing them that each Clan was now to hold two stones each and keep them safe, and at each Gathering, to remind them of what had transpired, they needed to perform a starting ceremony where they would place the stone back in place in the large rock that had initially held them. Their actions in defeating Pebble and overcoming all the odds with integrity and faith and hope, not to mention brotherhood and faith in each other, had purified the stones, and their power had been returned once again. So they returned to the mountains and told the Clans, and in time, Flarestar became the leader of FireClan, Earthstar the leader of EarthClan (named for him and his bravery by his father), Brookstar became the leader of WaterClan, and Guststar became the leader of AirClan – and they learned to live together under the new rules in peace and harmony once again, protecting the stones as assigned to them by HeartClan.
EarthClan, noble and reliable and trustworthy, received the emerald, which represented honor, and the diamond, the stone of purity and strength.
FireClan, loyal and true of heart, received the ruby, the stone of happiness, and the opal, the gem of hope.
AirClan, ever-curious seekers of knowledge, received the rose quartz which represented wisdom and knowledge, and the lapis-lazulli, the heavenly stone.
And finally, WaterClan, the calm, cool masters of strategy, received the amethyst, stone of truth, and the topaz, the stone of faith.
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Spying (really really random) « Result #4 on Feb 21, 2009, 6:04pm »
wuz feelin random. wrote a little drabble.
The mist hung over the cabin like a foreboding prophecy, darkness curling it's curved claws around Time's territory. Occasionally, it would lightly shower, leaving puddles on the outskirts of the camp that only the pups were happy enough to venture into. Quiet surrounded the camp. No sound could be heard except for the playful shrieks of the pup's playing, and even that couldn't make the camp seem lived in. After the battle, a strange rueful presence had seeped into it, penetrating every inch of it's occupants.
The squander had been stressful on it's dwellers a bit more than it had been on the camp's unusually quiet atmostphere. It was as if the camp were enveloped in the jaws of some dark and dangerous predator. With every breath, it tightened it's muzzle.
Gradually, the pressure awoke Dache. He opened his eyes, still sticky with sleep, and yawned. It was general routine. First, he would stretch. Next, he would emerge from the den and marvel at whatever weather the Twilight Realm had planned for that day. Following that, he would... stand and stare at his strange surroundings? No, that wasn't right. And then he remembered. He was in 'n Deyrnas. His new home. Everyone's new home.
He sighed, but removed his mind from the dark memories of the battle. He remembered readying himself for battle, and Eagle, Catch, and the other Guardians doing the same. And for what? Nothing. By the end of the battle, too many wolves had been injured, and two killed. And for what? Dache thought bitterly. To prove that he was right. And he won. Dache raked his claws down the dirty wood, leaving three parallel scratch marks in the soft wood.
He stepped out of the corner that he had slept in and carefully picked his way amongst the sleeping wolves. Soon, Dache reached his destination- Nazz. Dache's tail wagged slowly from side to side as he watched her sleep. Her sun-soaked pelt rose and fell with every breath she took, though the beauty was somewhat lost in the dust that coated her from yesterday's cleaning. Dache frowned as she sneezed, but her eyes didn't open. Now that can't be healthy, he fretted, and lay down beside her.
"Nazz," He prodded her gently with one dark claw. When all he got out of her was a muffled 'mmmph', he began easing his nose into her thick coat of fur and nudging her more urgently. This time, she rolled over and away from Dache, apparently trying to find some peace in the little sleep she had left.
"Le'mealon," She grumbled. Dache sighed wearily. "Nazz!" He complained. "Kadzait's not here," He observed. Even the smallest pup knew what that meant. Nazz's eyes shot open, almost comically.
"Why di'nt you shay so?" Her voice was a bit slurred, but Dache could guess at what she was saying. Even his own voice was a bit slushy from sleep.
"I tried, but you didn't listen," He muttered, head hanging low, trying and succeeding to look dejected. He could feel Nazz immediately begin to soften. "Don't give me that," She stood up, stretched, reveling her muscles, and flew to Dache's side.
"I'm guessing we want to spy, right?" Dache guessed eagerly. Nazz nodded in a 'duh' way. Dache put his ears back. Nazz wagged her tail and leaned slightly toward Dache, so that their pelts brushed. The soft starlight filtered through chinkings in the tall pines and oaks, and the air was crisp and warm. Leaves crackled beneath their paws, brittle from the ever-shorter foreboding winter days. He tried to place his paws as lightly as possible, but as hard as he tried, he was just to clumsy to put his paws down in the right position.
"What in the Twilight Realm are you doing with your feet, Dache?" Nazz asked, obviously growing irrate. Dache apologized hastily and resmued walking normally.
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Re: Resting My Paws(Open) « Result #5 on Feb 21, 2009, 3:00pm »
Minsi became a bit more awake when Komuri answered her. Cold, huh? She replied, bemused. Minsi shifted her eyes from Komuri to the sun over her head. It was that time, huh?
She turned back to Komuri as she asked Minsi to go hunting with her. It took her a while to come to her senses as she wagged her tail and nodded, That'd be cool, She grinned toward Komuri.
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Re: Resting My Paws(Open) « Result #6 on Feb 21, 2009, 1:54pm »
Komuri looked to see Minsi walk toward her, still Komuri felt a ltitle bad, she had awoked the she-wolf. Grinning at the question she wagged her tail a little smiling. Well I was okay a little cold She said that last words in a light chuckle. She saw the morining sun start creeping up the sky, it warmed her pelt. Minsi would you like to go hunting? She asked shifting her amber eyes way from the rising sun to face the she-wolf. [i]Maybe she would like to sleep a ltitle more, but with the morining coming so fast she felt as if she needed to find food. Her bell rumbled with, perking her ears up she wanted to hear everything going on. Even from the light movement of the stupid bug the pestered her all night long.
Kumori Alpha Female of Vengeance Quote: "I will lead without the wisdom like most. But I know the hardships of life, I've learned from them. I'm me beacuse of them
Mystical island « Result #7 on Feb 21, 2009, 9:18am »
LIVE or DIE
Mystical Island V.2~
We have now transformed into a Master &&. Slave site and i think it will be more fun than having the alliances.
We have the same url and some of the same skins but the horse form has changed so have many of the boards and myself im more confident we will get more members with this change.
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Some of the Things You'll Hear or See Ace Doing « Result #9 on Feb 21, 2009, 2:49am »
I know this is going to piss Ace off, but what's the fun without a bit of dare?
If anyone spots an Ace-ism feel free to post it here!
So, here is the partly complete list of Ace-isms. Staring out with Tiki Heads & Possessed Noodles.
Don't ask where she gets this from.
Tiki Heads & Possessed Noodles
Long story.
Long time.
Got attacked. Hit a tiki pole. Tiki mask got stuck on my head. Fell into the pool.
Long?
~ * ~
Possessed Noodles
*screams and topples back in chair*
Ohmygod what is it, Ace? Ace?
It moved. I swear to gawd it moved. The noodle moved.
~ * ~
It's Only a Screwdriver
Ace... why are you talking to your screwdriver?
*silence*
And... giving it flowers?
Er, I can explain?
Then humor me.
*silence*
It's Only a Screwdriver Sequel
Ace, I want you to repeat this to yourself. It's only a screwdriver. Keep repeating it until you feel you can release the screwdriver
But- it's only a screwdriver. It's only a screwdriver. It's only a screwdriver. It's only a screwdriver. IT'S NOT ONLY A SCREWDRIVER! COME ON, SCREWY, LET'S GET OUT OF THIS MADHOUSE!
*startled silence*
~ * ~
IMing David Tennant
David_Tennant as entered the chat room
Not_So_Normal_Fuzzy says: Oh em gee is that the David Tennant?
David_Tennant says: Yes. Who is this?
Not_So_Normal_Fuzzy ssays: *drools*
David_Tennant says: Um...
Not_So_Normal_Fuzzy says: Are you a science geek?
David_Tennant says: No!
Not_So_Normal_Fuzzy says: Are you a chav?
David_Tennant says: WTF? No! Sod off!
Not_So_Normal_Fuzzy: Are you gay? Coz you use hair gel.
David_Tennant says: No, I am not gay, piss off.
Not_So_Normal_Fuzzy says:Are you sure, because I heard that you wear red satin ladies knickers!
David_Tennant says: Now I know why they call you 'Not So Normal'.
David Tennant has left the chat room
Not_So_Normal_Fuzzy:David? David? Are you there?
BUZZ!!
Not_So_Normal_Fuzzy: David?
BUZZ!!
BUZZ!!
BUZZ!!
BUZZ!!
Keep in mind that this nearly happened... That's Ace for you!
Spirit: so... identity crisis... how is that my fault again
Spirit: u'r right i don't
Fuzzy: Oh no u don't!
Spirit: ... g2g
Creepy_Fuzzy: I know- wait... was that an insult?
Spirit: u r so malevolent sometimes
Suspicious_Fuzzy: *looks around and pauses in chewing the head off of a jelly baby*
Spirit: wut if someone came on now? someone else I mean?
Not_So_Normal_Fuzzy: JELLI BABIS!!!!!!!!!!!!
Spirit: do everyone a favor and lay off of the jelly babies...
Twitching_Eye_Fuzzy:
Twitching_Eye_Fuzzy:
Twitching_Eye_Fuzzy: *eye twitches and pauses in hyperventilating*
Spirit: watching doctor who is not helping u at all u no
Hyperventilating_Fuzzy: *breathes through a plastic bag* Spirit: no need 2 overreact fuzzy
Angry_Fuzzy_Returns !!!!!: I'M TAKING THE FIRST EFFING PLANE I CAN CATCH, COMING OVER TO YOUR BLEEDIN' FLAT, BOMBING IT, AND THEN STRANGLING YOUR DEAD, SHRIVELED BODY!
Baffled_Fuzzy !!: I think I'm having an identity crisis... Angry_Fuzzy !!: .
Spirit: its not my fault i moved to england and started picking up the lingo & accent! blame my parents
Fuzzy: !!!!!
Fuzzy: MY LINGO/ACCENT ISSUES ARE ALL YOUR FAULT!
Spirit: Wut is?
Fuzzy: THIS IS ALL YOUR BLOODY (!.!) FAULT!
Fuzzy: *changes the subject*
Fuzzy: !! ANYWAY
Spirit: Wait- tell me the truth.
Fuzzy: Okay. I don't want to ruffle his hair.
Spirit: I mean the 2nd question! Please tell me u don't want to ruffle his hair!*
Fuzzy: Yes I did.
Spirit: Yeah yea yea. U never answered me about u'r new e-mail.
Fuzzy: Hey Spirit
Spirit has entered the conversation
Fuzzy has entered the conversation
~ * ~
An Ace-Sized E-mail to Lilz
YOU FIGURE IT OUT" and then we laughed and AHHHHH!!!!!! Okay, I just downed like twelve pounds worth of reeses peanut butter cups so i think i'm gonna go hypervenilate... or go climb a tree. either way. this was possibly the longest, most pointless email i have ever written. CHESNUTS ROASTING ON AN OPEN FIRE JACKFROSTNIPPING_ATYOURNOSE SHOOT THE GIANT BOWLING PIN WAS REAL RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
FLYING FERRETS ARE SLOWLY TAKING OVER THE WORLDS POPULATION OF BREAD! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!
*shoots with machine gun and beats against sharp metal doorframe even though I'm not sure how sharp a doorframe can be- scratch that* *beats against several sharp objects found in the lab* Oo, pointy. *pokes* OUCH IT BIT ME!!!! *insert your choice of words to use in a string of French here* DIE ******** ********* POINTMETALTHINGYMABOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*breathes heavily*
Well, I gotta go, sorry! Sorry that I made you read this ridiculously long, pointless email. And this is how the other string of insanity started. Yeah, so I'm out before- SHOOT!!! YOUGOTTHEBESTOFBOTHWORLDSCHILLINOUTTAKEITSLOWTHENUROCKOUTDASHOW
QUICKLY HIT SAEND HIT SENT HIT SEND HIT SEND HIT SEND HIT SEND HIT SEND HIT SEND HIT SEND HIT-
BEEEEEEEP
Quote:
This message cannot be sent without a subject. Are you sure you want to send this-
OH SHUT THE **** UP YOU-
And now for the credits
~ * ~
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
*twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are*
Leave me BE! I'm singing lullabys to my flourscent stars!
...
QUIT LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!
~ * ~
Ace Can't Cook
Ohmygawd, Ace, you're on fire!
What do you mean? I'm going slower than a 500 year-old tortoise stuck in quicksand.
No, I mean you're literally on fire!
What the- ah! *proceeds to beat hair with wet oven mitt* I was ONLY making ICE CREAM!
Mind you, this happened once. Living proof that Ace cannot cook. Ever. She is banned from the kitchen. ~ * ~
Thinking about Time Travel
just something Ace said to me the other day that I thought was notable... and genius... and... weird.
Ace, what are you doing?
Thinking about Time Travel
... why?
Well, if one end of the wormhole is accelerated to some significant fraction of the speed of light, perhaps with some advanced propulsion system, it could then be brought back to the point of origin, am I right? *not pausing* Alternatively, another way is to take one entrance of the wormhole and move it within the gravitational field of an object that has higher gravity than the other entrance, and then return it to a position near the other entrance, would that be right? So, technically, this provides some counterexamples towards Hawkings theory that time travel isn't possible, which brings me to one point. How would you be able to detect a wormhole?
...
How the hell should I know? *walks away*
~ * ~
Holy Crap!
Okay, so have I got a weird story for you. I go to school, right? Hopefully you do too, whoever you are. But ANYWAY... Back to the story.
Okay, so my school's always having blackouts. On one period, we have something called arts option, and this semester's theme was Mardi Gras. So at the end of the semester, we had a Mardi Gras party. Everyone made masks, hats, and painted faces. At the end of the day, we all had to go into the bathroom to wash out faces and fool around. So, all of the sudden, the lights go out, right? Of course, Ace tries... and fails... in scaring me. So instead, she goes to scare other people, and everyone starts screaming (her theme song is, after all, 'Psycho') and running, and no one knows where the light switch is, except for me, and I try and turn the lights on, but instead, I flip them off.
When the lights come back on, my friend, Elizabeth, hadn't painted her face, and I guess the teachers heard us yelling and screaming, so she sends her (who is like, the biggest tomboy in the world, by the way- besides Ace, that is) to come and get us. Now, today, Lizzy is having a really bad hair day, and she's stuck in her gym shorts and tee shirt. She opens the door, and we can't see who it is, all we know is that it looks like something out of an Alien movie, and of course, we all scream, and then Ace just had to make something funny of it, and she yells,
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Re: lEsS tHaN cHaRmInG *j o r i & {s}wift* « Result #10 on Feb 21, 2009, 2:31am »
ooc;; Which basically meant she wouldn't piss on him his he was burning to death. WTF? You're so crude sometimes...
He was going to get it now, and he knew it. More likely though competition instead of actual phsysical harm, because Jori knew he couldn't ever hurt her. No getting sappy on yourself, mate, a voice inside of his head scolded him. He shook the thought from him and nudged her again. "I hope you know what I'm not lugging you to the forest. He remarked sarcastically.
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