ookami!
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i was really too honest to be a politician and live.
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Post by ookami! on Apr 23, 2008 21:05:16 GMT -5
Vision had found her sanctuary. Haven was a stone in a shadowy corner of the camp. Visionfeather was curled up on the bench, her back to the bramble wall and her tail curled up against her nose. Her left cheek rests against the cold stone. Her large sparkling green eyes were open, gazing out at the newly-risen sun. The dawn broke crisp and cool, and Vision was surprised to find that she'd been able to watch it. Usually she was the type to sleep in until the afternoon, stay up all night, then get only a couple of hours' sleep before having to trudge off to hunt or patrol the next day. But not today. Maybe it was because she'd actually gotten a half decent sleep the night before - yeah, that had to be it. She could distinctly remember curling up in the tiny, dark corner in the warrior’s den that she had claimed her first day as a warrior. She had been up late hunting for herself, and had fallen asleep quite quickly by the time she made it to her spot in the den. Only, of course, to awaken before the sun had its chance to wake up.
The awkward positioning of her body on the top of the hard rock made for a very stiff Visionfeather. She could already feel that today was going to be 'one of those days' where everything just seemed to go wrong. And what could be more wrong than waking up before the sun? Vision didn't think she'd ever seen this time of day in her life, and wasn't too keen on it. Her mind thought it ridiculous to be awake this early, and all it wanted to do was go back to sleep. But her body had other plans. Her legs stretched out in front of her as she yawned, then winced at the stiffness in her muscles. Nope, not a good day. She was wide awake physically, but still half-groggy mentally. So she sat on top of the rock for a while longer, gazing at the rising sun through dark foliage, and waited until the sun peeked up over the trees and she could see it fully. It really had been a beautiful sight, and it was then that she wondered just why she'd never gotten up to see this before. Suddenly almost exited, she leaned forward until she was perched on the edge of the rock, tail dropping over the edge. Her ears were zoned in on the sight (yes, that sounds stupid XD) and her whiskers were twitching in honor of the newfound awe as her emerald eyes took in the rays peeking through the leaves, shining and putting new light and perspective on a new dawn, a new morning.
The morning had never been her favorite time of day. She was pretty sure that it was nobody's favorite time of day. Or at least, nobody with any sense whatsoever. No, Visionfeather usually enjoyed late afternoon and early evening the best. No particular reason, but she'd always loved the way the temperature seemed to drop a few degrees year round. Whether from 'freezing' to 'freezing your ass off' or 'sweating like a pig' to just 'sweating', Vision had always enjoyed that time of day. But mornings were the opposite. They were always cooler, always giving you a misconception of what the day was going to be like. It could be freezing on a spring morning, and then as the day progressed it would get warmer and warmer, until you looked like a fool - out with your mittens in warm spring weather. So mornings played tricks on you, and you could never gauge anything by them. Plus, Vision didn't particularly like to be tricked.
[privvy for brambley]
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Post by Lost on Apr 23, 2008 23:41:25 GMT -5
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ookami!
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i was really too honest to be a politician and live.
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Post by ookami! on Apr 25, 2008 1:24:39 GMT -5
[ safe & sound & home again ]
[ however long the night ]
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The world seemed devoid of color this autumn. The trees had lost their plumage and turned to lifeless skeletons; the vitality that had once reigned within was lost for another winter. No longer was there an emerald carpet to welcome the royalty into their home. Where fallen leaves had failed to coat the grass in clinging, rotting mulch, the rain and heavy paws had destroyed the rest, turning the land into a sea of varying shades of brown. The sky held no more interest for the eye as its panoramic and startling blues were shielded by a persistent screen of grey and blacks. In the distance the view was clouded by a torrent of water plummeting from the heavens; a distinct and ominous curtain on the horizon. However, overhead there was just a hint of the storm to come, the occasional stray drip of liquid escaping its confines and falling to warn the world of its powerful sibling’s approach.
There was no natural beauty that could compare to a thunderstorm at the beginning of autumn. Smokey gray clouds embraced one another tightly, filling the entire heavens. However, through rare gaps the moon’s pale gilded light managed to pierce through and touch the earth with it light kisses. The weather was beginning to switch to unbearable heat, but as of now it was merely the transition. Humidity had yet to strike while the temperature rested in the high seventies, even at night. Rain that fell from the clouds dotted the landscape, giving way to a pattern of God’s greatest design. People caught out in the rain found it to be surprisingly lukewarm, and one of them happened to be miss Vision. As the warm liquid ran over her shoulder blades to roll down her sides and fall off her body to the concrete sidewalk below, Visionfeather found herself relaxing. Tilting her head upwards, she saw the faintest glimmer of lightning light up the sky. A few seconds later its mate, thunder, bellowed her presence out to the slumbering world. The process was repetitious, each lightning bolt striking within five to ten minutes of each other. Her icy blue peepers reflected each bolt that got snared in her gaze. It was such a beautiful and breathtaking scene. She found herself rather transfixed by such a display. The sunrise was grand as it were, but copulated with the musical of weather it rose above all artistry.
oh, no, im fine i suppose... thank you lostface, i was very hungry but i wasnt going to get anything to eat until i was sure the others had their fill.
As her eyes danced along the landscape, taking in the drops of rain and the sparking heavens, she felt her body rise from a sitting position. The tip of her long black and silver tail was the last to disconnect itself from the still dry rock underneath the branches of a sheltering tree. Slowly, inch by inch, she moved forwards, out into the open area, and into the rain. The she-cat stepped lightly from the stone and gave Lostface a gratious nuzzle, before taking the rabbit and sitting back down on the rock. She tapped her tail beside her for him to sit next to her and share the rabbit.
Redemption. What good was redemption when the person to have it gained from was gone? None. There was no point to redemption, she realized. Death was her pay. To die and perhaps go to heaven. Would she go to heaven? Or was hell her destination? Hopefully heaven was her point B in this matter. Death. Would Death come for her? Or was it already there? Death. The mere thought sent a shiver down her spine, though she thought she might welcome it. After all, she had prayed for it so many times. She had drug herself to the edge of a cliff at the brightest hour of her darkest day, only to have not enough courage to throw herself from it. She was a coward, and she knew it. Death she would welcome ever so warmly, if only she would allow herself the luxury.
It's claws were the very fabric of life, it's great leathery wings the essence of survival's fittest. Death was certainly the very top of the food chain. When Death came for her, it's great jaws would open and she would stare into the great black abyss, champagne supernovas reflecting in her different-hued eyes. And then the huge talons, stained a deep, dark red from a millennia of corruption, would grip her body and snap her as if she were a twig, tossing her into the air and catching her fragile body in it's gaping mouth. And there she would perish, with not even a chance to say goodbye to the ones she loved. Or rather, one.
do join me, lostface, old friend.
Everything. If someone promised you everything in the world would you fall into their arms, if they promised you love and affection, and yet all you could see in their cold, dark gaze was something much deeper, a promise much colder then what was originally said. If that same someone then offered you a land of beautiful ocean, a spread of it's glorious power and beauty; would you fall into the rip and drown, ending with nothing once more? Well this was love, this was what happened when you were betrayed. Open your heart and let me drive my glinting dagger down, don't worry though, it wont hurt one bit. I just want to manipulate you and kill you afterwards, my dear; what's the matter? Can't you love me, love who I am and what I want. I mean, like I'd ever listen to you, or your needs. -- It was all a crock of bull in which many had fallen into and because of that many heart broken wolves now wandered around, seeking someone faithful, only to have their hearts broken again. How can one last an amount of advents which merely plays over and over again. It was the need for someone to be there, the need to be looked after and talked to lovingly. Life seemed so much brighter with a mate, and so this was why many tried again, only to drown in that spread of shimmering ocean.
Nothing. If one could offer you release from pain, would you agree to it? If they offered you a quick end to all your problems and an answer to all your needs; would you trust them? What's life without pain, without taking on what is dished out with an agape maw, your pearls ready to rip any other who turns greedy and attempts to take your serve of life. But to be free of pain must be a priceless dream everyone has had; something everyone has thought of doing. Don't be mocked, don't fall into their clutches. Be brave and hold your ground, with-stand the brute force in which it being pushed your way. Hope is in everyone’s life, there's always a second answer. -- Think about it, the only way to rid yourself of all the pressure and pains, the horrors and hurts; death of course, you'd be offering yourself up, throwing your soul in a bowl and going, 'Who wants dessert?!’. No one can fall that low, no one call fully submit to something so dark.. Could they?
The different views on life all twisted into one eventually. The odd ways becoming a illusion of something much worse. But then again, everything in life eventually molded down into something new, something different from the first time. You see, no matter what view you had on life; everything turned out to have a dark, twisted inner meaning. This is, of course, coming from one who has nothing else to do but think of these things. Her life having been quite dark in the past and now, hopefully, it would start to go up hill rather then tumble back down and collapse upon her. Again.
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ookami!
Warrior
i was really too honest to be a politician and live.
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Post by ookami! on Apr 29, 2008 16:25:40 GMT -5
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ookami!
Warrior
i was really too honest to be a politician and live.
Posts: 707
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Post by ookami! on May 11, 2008 15:45:16 GMT -5
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Post by Lost on May 25, 2008 19:50:35 GMT -5
As the wind blew and his fur was rufled he stared at her she seemed as beautiful as a she cat from starclan.HE felt the wind once again ruffle his fur.The sky was light and the clouds were gray.He knew it would rain but he didnt mind.He was in love with the rain.But not as much as he was in love with her.
And he can't understand How everyone goes on breathing when true love ends His mother whispers quietly... Heaven's not a place that you go when you die It's that moment in life when you actually feel alive So live for the moment.And take this advice, live by every word.Love is just a hoax so forget anything that you have heard.And live for the moment now
He watched as the tree moved gently in a swift pattern.As the rain fell on his coat he moved closer to the sleek body of his mate Visisonfeather he watched the drops move on the fur of her.He licked her ear gently."Ok then"he said gently.He layed his head on her as a purr rumbled from his throat.
No, heaven's not a place that you go when you die It's that moment in life when you touch her and you feel alive So live for the moment And take this advice, live by every word Love's completely real, so forget anything that you've heard And live for the moment now
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ookami!
Warrior
i was really too honest to be a politician and live.
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Post by ookami! on May 30, 2008 21:28:38 GMT -5
Oh, you might as well be walking on the sun.
The world was a rather melancholic place. A plethora of morbid sights and sounds, it's rather untasteful populace creating a whirlpool of murky gray water in her mind's eye. It was as though the feline race looked down upon her as though she was a meager patch of filth in the otherwise spotless precincts of their perfect little world. So this area, this stone of somewhat loving ingenius shade, where the sun’s angry waves did not yet reach, where the subversive lights did not penetrate the darkest shadows, is where she felt alone at very last, as though she was received benevolently by the gloomy depths. Vision had a tendency to pay no attention to the world around her, she simply could not stomach its gruesome overabundance of morose denizens. So when the blatant male wound his way through the malicious throng of cats, Vision was just about shocked at his appalling impudence.
Just as the dappled shadows of the forest had begun to fall across her luxuriant black and silver coat, however, a flock of birds launched from the vicinity into which she had planned to meander, disrupting both her already absent concentration and her route. The nihilistic atmosphere that abruptly circumfused the forest perplexed her - she whirled tactlessly about to face whatever ambush was imminent, only to find that no cat crouched behind her, no maleficent creature stalked in tight and predatory circles to circumvent its blind and guileless (metaphorically, of course) prey. The cacophony risen by the birds had vanished, and with it she presumed the birds themselves to have either settled or flown off for more sedate horizons - whatever the case, their departure was none too soon. A second instance of whatever had disrupted them shortly occurred; a raucous cry erupted from nearby, nearly riling Visionfeather to a similar path of flight - though hers would doubtlessly culminate in catastrophe, as her lack of thoughtfulness at the moment was liable to send her plummeting through a plethora of darkened areas of her mind. A paroxysm of muscle spasms raced along her sides and back, and in an instant she was fully on guard, lopsided ears pricked upwards as far as their natural state of being would permit; this taut stance was upheld for only a transient period of time before she moved toward the peculiar sound, entirely unlike any she had ever heard before – if she was not mistaken, the birds had given way to a rather raucous song.
Vision knew exactly what he was thinking.
its too late, lost. youve lost me. im sorry, but just now i realized i shouldnt have invited you to sit with me. please leave.
and that was all.
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Post by Lost on Jun 1, 2008 21:14:17 GMT -5
[glow=white,2,300]His eyes seemed to widen as she spoke her words because his eyes did widen as her words.His paws twitched softly he fully understood.This was because of silverpaw his apprentice.'Im so stupid'he thought.His words couldnt help him now he was in the down under with no way out of the world he was in.He could feel the sorrow growing in the air.[/glow]
Living lost just like deer in headlights, Terrified, blind, and wait to die, I wonder when they'll come get me, I wonder when they'll come get me:
[glow=white,2,300]He closed his eyes and gave a weak smile."Well Visionfeather I'm sorry for what i did i understand you are hurt now and i wont forget the fun we've had and out the smallest request i ask that we still be friends or that you kill me"His words came out in a calm tone as he opened his eyes.[/glow]
We want to, have to, need to: And we'll tell you when their hungry again, And we'll tell you when their hungry again, It never ends, never ends: We want to, have to, need to: And we'll tell you when their hungry again, And we'll tell you when their hungry again, It never ends, never ends, never ends:
[glow=white,2,300][He was fully prepared for her answer and he waited.His paitentice was growing small but he would wait intil they were in starclan for her answer.He closed his eyes and tucked his right black paw under neath into his white stomach.[/glow]
Big shot screaming, "Put your hands in the sky," He says, "Give it up boy, give it up or your gonna die, You'll get a bullet in the back of the neck, In the back of the neck right between the eyes." Big shot screaming, "Put your hands in the sky," He says, "Give it up boy, give it up or your gonna die, You'll get a bullet in the back of the neck, In the back of the neck right between the eyes."
[glow=white,2,300]He twitched his left black ear for anticipation.his tail lightly hit the ground.He knew she would have to think of the offer he gave her today.He let his small weak smile fade.He wasnt going to be weak aboout this.This wasn't a laugh it off thing.[/glow]
Tearing out all these open pages, Women and kids of all ages, Millions of men with blank faces, Italicised lies, headlines, bold type
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ookami!
Warrior
i was really too honest to be a politician and live.
Posts: 707
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Post by ookami! on Jun 8, 2008 18:04:00 GMT -5
yeah, it's easy to see how the devil can be pulled out of me.
you are someone else, began the silver-furred she-cat. her tail twitched in annoyance as she--notdone ;-;
i hurt myself today to see if i still feel i focused on the pain; the only thing thats real. the needle tears a hole; the old familiar sting try to kill it all away but i remember everything.
what have i become? my sweetest friend everyone i know goes away in the end.
and you could have it all my empire of dirt but i will let you down i will make you hurt. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Lost on Jun 29, 2008 20:17:43 GMT -5
(here so we can continue) Lostface but in to her words."Do i have to be the same cat as before?Does it matter who i am?If im dark on the inside and light on the outside or the other way around"He said gently his eyes closed
Cause you're hot then you're cold You're yes then you're no You're in then you're out You're up then you're down You're wrong when it's right It's black and it's white We fight we break up We kiss we make up
He stalked towards her.He put his paw on her head then brushed a twig off her head.He licked her ear."You know what?I did grow fond of you before and my apprentice it's puppy love pretty much."He said in her ear.He could feel hsi icy cold breath coming back off her ear.He backed off and sat down on the cold lush grass that covered their territory.
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ookami!
Warrior
i was really too honest to be a politician and live.
Posts: 707
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Post by ookami! on Jul 15, 2008 2:19:29 GMT -5
+yeah, well, fondness isn't love. and puppy love often grows into true love. but you're not "fond" of me anymore, that much is obvious. vision said coldly, turning away and coughing. her tail twitched and she narrowed her eyes at him. +can i ask you something? why an apprentice? it's a bit... pedophilic. and if you "loved me" as you had said once before, why did you leave me? why did you have to break me? i didn't have to leave you to love you. she finished with a low growl, and turned from him, ashamed. she should never have even set foot in the teritory of love. emotions. she should never have developed feelings.
//almost done. i swearz i'll finish tomorrow hun. :3
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