Post by Masquerade on Mar 2, 2008 15:30:41 GMT -5
Plot 1~It was raining, even pouring that night.The clouds seemed to fill the sky with gray.Silverpelt must be telling a sign.All you could hear was the crying of cats.They clawed and yowled and screamed to the top of their lungs.Blood scattered everywhere.You heard the sounds of barking and growling.You could hear Twolegs screaming, "That's right boys!Drive those cats out of our home!"That is right the Twolegs were driving the Clan out of the forest.Most of the cats will loose their lives.Dogs will come home dripping of blood.It will be a horrible night!!!
Plot 2~Has Starclan abandonned us?
Cats seem to be disappearing mysteriously from the forest, and the connections to Starclan are become more faint. Could another ancestorial force be at work, disrupting the visions of Starclan and claiming numerous cats?
The clans are blaming one another for the loss of cats and fights break out all around. Is this the end of the pacts created long ago?
Plot 3~It was a dark and storm night, which made no difference, as even the suns rays could not penetrate the deepest shadows of the forest - the ones in the Ancient One's heart.
For seconds, yet years, the Ancient One had slept. For moments, yet decades, the hatred had festered in the Ancient One's warped mind. Since the birth of the last-born kit, yet since the dawn of time, the Ancient One had thought how it had been wronged. And it had planned.
It planned it's revenge, the sweet revenge that it had waited for it's short, but long life. And now, it was awake.
And ready to exact it's revenge against those who had cursed it thus.
Plot 4~It was a dark and stormy night. All the cats had gathered under the dark trees in MapleClan territory. One of the leaders spoke. It was ipossible to tell who, the rain, thunder, lighting, and yowling killed all scent, sight, and most sound. "StarClan has abandoned us! SunClan has taken over." said a voice. Every cat let out a wail of terror. Then fighting broke out. Claw on flesh, tooth to claw.
What had happened to the forest?
Plot 5~Puppets on stings....One by one the clan leaders start to act strangly, doing things that make no scence. Cats go missing, Strange sounds are heard in the night. A web of intrigue and betrayl, blackmail and minipulation. Forbiden love and revolution. In order to try and preserve the life they know, warriors get more and more extream, always on edge. Loyalty and common scence begin to contradict each other. Fair is foul and Foul is Fair, and every cat may be a traitor.
Plot 6~It was a relitively pleasent day, in fact. Nice and bright, all that. In fact, there haven't been any dark days in moons.
Well, not everything was going to fine on that cheerful little day, on account of the arrival of a band of troublemakers that talk to mice and dissapear in a flash. The rogues are being tormented by the little devils, pitting them against this group. The Clan territories are being raided, and a few accidents even killed a few Clan cats, making the Clans view them as the enemy as well.
But soon, a wave of sickness strikes both the rogues and the Clans, weakening and killing many. The leader of the strange cats comes forth and says that they have the cure for the illness, but they aren't giving it up until, get this, the Clans and the rogues learn to live together. Not in the same forest, they're talkin' in camps.
Can you see how many ways this can go wrong? I can.
Will the rogues and Clans cope with each other? Do the strangers even have the cure? Why does Sleetpelt have a fasination with feathers?!
Plot 7~It was dark and stormy-- sometimes. This happened over a period, you see.
Four forbidden loves, three murders, two betrayals, one assasination. One leader deserts Starclan-- and the unspoken code that holds the clans bound. They make a false claim, and the other leaders are forced to assist them, unknowingly, in a disasterous attempted overthrow that breaks down clan discipline and opens the doors to something darker than the clan cats could ever dream. . .Clan cats make pacts with rogues, a leader is killed, 8 cats break rules that have never before be questioned, caught in the schemes of the powerful and alone able to save the clans. Jealousy, lust, black hate, and ambition. Can the clans be saved? Or are loyalty, love, and duty outdated values?
Plot 8~The storm thundered overhead. Shadows danced on the ground. The darkness was so thick, you couldn't tell if they were solid or a simple outcast of light, potent of following you, but never touching. Yet, the black splotches below were solid; their lithe bodies flexing tirelessly as they ran from the monstrous threat behind them.
But why were they running? They were running for their lives. Behind them the fire roared hunger, blazing brightly even though the relentless rain. The small group could still hear the echoes of their past haunting them. Like their shadows. The past would always be inevitably there, but it would never touch them, just tempt to bring nightmares during their sleep.
Even after the fire was long behind them, the group kept running. Yet, now there was another question. Where was there to run? The lone cats had thrown them out. That was what they were running from. Yet, they couldn't run to the clans. They were liable of being killed there due to their banishment. Even the kittypets rejected them and made sure to chase them off. Only one last place the young cats could go. The place where it had all started.
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I bet your confused!
O.k. well, young cats, not kits, just young, started out in started out in different places! They weren't related, but they were connected.
Two from the clan were twins, blood siblings in every way. One of the twins, however grew through their kit hood in a two leg nest.The two at the canyon were cousins. Barely related, one coming from the loners, the other already living in the canyons. They met on one personal, fateful misadventure. The clanner was following it's leader secretly to the sacred place where starclan spoke. The kittypet was taking a stroll and took a wrong turn. The rogue was going on a mission. They all came to where the loner lived at the same time. Then they were caught. But they weren't caught by the living. They were caught by the dead. And they were caught in a trap.
In a hidden clearing where no living cat had ventured before, the four youths found themselves in a new, bewildering environment. And they were playing pawns. They had not even met. They wouldn't meet for awhile. Starclan and Sunclan took their picks carefully. They were playing their own games of immortality. Soon, the four cats were set up with false prophecies and a journey they had to carryout.
The clan cat was to become a traitor to heir clan. The loner was to deceive the loners and hand them over to the rogues. The rogue was to release the loners before the rogues could attack the clan. The kittypet was supposed to sacrifice itself for the clan by causing the kittypets to yearn for blood. However, the plan backfired. The cats did not for fill their duties, for they were not special in anyway possible and didn't have the qualities for such work. Yet in the end, they were cornered by the ones who had been friends in the past. The ones they had turned on. They four had to trust each other and run. Yet, the only place left to run was the hidden clearing. The place where it had all begun.
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By the way, this is why Starclan and Sunclan did this!
There is a place where Starclan and Sunclan meet to see prophecies and perform ceremonies. It is the same place, except Sunclan can only come there when the sun was out, and starclan could only come during the night when stars were out. The sun and stars were out at the same time. Starclan and Sunclan both came. As soon as their pads hit the floor of the hidden clearing, the sky froze. Their own heavenly sky of theirs was suddenly locked in a chasm between night and day. In their own greed, the two categories of souls had discovered a way to undo the spell they had created. It could only be done by complete chaos, then they would be free. That is how this whole plot began!
Plot 9~ They have come. Why? That is their own buisness, but they are here. The wolf pack of the northern forrests. They live away from the clans, undiscovered, but all that is going to change, and it is going to change, very, very soon
Plot 2~Has Starclan abandonned us?
Cats seem to be disappearing mysteriously from the forest, and the connections to Starclan are become more faint. Could another ancestorial force be at work, disrupting the visions of Starclan and claiming numerous cats?
The clans are blaming one another for the loss of cats and fights break out all around. Is this the end of the pacts created long ago?
Plot 3~It was a dark and storm night, which made no difference, as even the suns rays could not penetrate the deepest shadows of the forest - the ones in the Ancient One's heart.
For seconds, yet years, the Ancient One had slept. For moments, yet decades, the hatred had festered in the Ancient One's warped mind. Since the birth of the last-born kit, yet since the dawn of time, the Ancient One had thought how it had been wronged. And it had planned.
It planned it's revenge, the sweet revenge that it had waited for it's short, but long life. And now, it was awake.
And ready to exact it's revenge against those who had cursed it thus.
Plot 4~It was a dark and stormy night. All the cats had gathered under the dark trees in MapleClan territory. One of the leaders spoke. It was ipossible to tell who, the rain, thunder, lighting, and yowling killed all scent, sight, and most sound. "StarClan has abandoned us! SunClan has taken over." said a voice. Every cat let out a wail of terror. Then fighting broke out. Claw on flesh, tooth to claw.
What had happened to the forest?
Plot 5~Puppets on stings....One by one the clan leaders start to act strangly, doing things that make no scence. Cats go missing, Strange sounds are heard in the night. A web of intrigue and betrayl, blackmail and minipulation. Forbiden love and revolution. In order to try and preserve the life they know, warriors get more and more extream, always on edge. Loyalty and common scence begin to contradict each other. Fair is foul and Foul is Fair, and every cat may be a traitor.
Plot 6~It was a relitively pleasent day, in fact. Nice and bright, all that. In fact, there haven't been any dark days in moons.
Well, not everything was going to fine on that cheerful little day, on account of the arrival of a band of troublemakers that talk to mice and dissapear in a flash. The rogues are being tormented by the little devils, pitting them against this group. The Clan territories are being raided, and a few accidents even killed a few Clan cats, making the Clans view them as the enemy as well.
But soon, a wave of sickness strikes both the rogues and the Clans, weakening and killing many. The leader of the strange cats comes forth and says that they have the cure for the illness, but they aren't giving it up until, get this, the Clans and the rogues learn to live together. Not in the same forest, they're talkin' in camps.
Can you see how many ways this can go wrong? I can.
Will the rogues and Clans cope with each other? Do the strangers even have the cure? Why does Sleetpelt have a fasination with feathers?!
Plot 7~It was dark and stormy-- sometimes. This happened over a period, you see.
Four forbidden loves, three murders, two betrayals, one assasination. One leader deserts Starclan-- and the unspoken code that holds the clans bound. They make a false claim, and the other leaders are forced to assist them, unknowingly, in a disasterous attempted overthrow that breaks down clan discipline and opens the doors to something darker than the clan cats could ever dream. . .Clan cats make pacts with rogues, a leader is killed, 8 cats break rules that have never before be questioned, caught in the schemes of the powerful and alone able to save the clans. Jealousy, lust, black hate, and ambition. Can the clans be saved? Or are loyalty, love, and duty outdated values?
Plot 8~The storm thundered overhead. Shadows danced on the ground. The darkness was so thick, you couldn't tell if they were solid or a simple outcast of light, potent of following you, but never touching. Yet, the black splotches below were solid; their lithe bodies flexing tirelessly as they ran from the monstrous threat behind them.
But why were they running? They were running for their lives. Behind them the fire roared hunger, blazing brightly even though the relentless rain. The small group could still hear the echoes of their past haunting them. Like their shadows. The past would always be inevitably there, but it would never touch them, just tempt to bring nightmares during their sleep.
Even after the fire was long behind them, the group kept running. Yet, now there was another question. Where was there to run? The lone cats had thrown them out. That was what they were running from. Yet, they couldn't run to the clans. They were liable of being killed there due to their banishment. Even the kittypets rejected them and made sure to chase them off. Only one last place the young cats could go. The place where it had all started.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I bet your confused!
O.k. well, young cats, not kits, just young, started out in started out in different places! They weren't related, but they were connected.
Two from the clan were twins, blood siblings in every way. One of the twins, however grew through their kit hood in a two leg nest.The two at the canyon were cousins. Barely related, one coming from the loners, the other already living in the canyons. They met on one personal, fateful misadventure. The clanner was following it's leader secretly to the sacred place where starclan spoke. The kittypet was taking a stroll and took a wrong turn. The rogue was going on a mission. They all came to where the loner lived at the same time. Then they were caught. But they weren't caught by the living. They were caught by the dead. And they were caught in a trap.
In a hidden clearing where no living cat had ventured before, the four youths found themselves in a new, bewildering environment. And they were playing pawns. They had not even met. They wouldn't meet for awhile. Starclan and Sunclan took their picks carefully. They were playing their own games of immortality. Soon, the four cats were set up with false prophecies and a journey they had to carryout.
The clan cat was to become a traitor to heir clan. The loner was to deceive the loners and hand them over to the rogues. The rogue was to release the loners before the rogues could attack the clan. The kittypet was supposed to sacrifice itself for the clan by causing the kittypets to yearn for blood. However, the plan backfired. The cats did not for fill their duties, for they were not special in anyway possible and didn't have the qualities for such work. Yet in the end, they were cornered by the ones who had been friends in the past. The ones they had turned on. They four had to trust each other and run. Yet, the only place left to run was the hidden clearing. The place where it had all begun.
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------------------------------------------------------------
By the way, this is why Starclan and Sunclan did this!
There is a place where Starclan and Sunclan meet to see prophecies and perform ceremonies. It is the same place, except Sunclan can only come there when the sun was out, and starclan could only come during the night when stars were out. The sun and stars were out at the same time. Starclan and Sunclan both came. As soon as their pads hit the floor of the hidden clearing, the sky froze. Their own heavenly sky of theirs was suddenly locked in a chasm between night and day. In their own greed, the two categories of souls had discovered a way to undo the spell they had created. It could only be done by complete chaos, then they would be free. That is how this whole plot began!
Plot 9~ They have come. Why? That is their own buisness, but they are here. The wolf pack of the northern forrests. They live away from the clans, undiscovered, but all that is going to change, and it is going to change, very, very soon
