Post by Crowstar on Apr 15, 2009 12:56:42 GMT -5
Darkness and Light-A Warriors RPG
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The site opened on April 4th. The activity level is slow, we only have 4 members. For Beginner-Intermediate Rpers.
Plot: On an unusually cold newleaf day, two strange cats came to two clans, SnowClan and SwampClan. They silently moved through the camps and dropped the kits at the medicine cats den. The cat who came into SnowClan purred and meowed, "This kit shall be named Lightkit and will shine with beauty and happiness wherever she goes." She sat the pretty white kit, pure as the snow covering the mountains, at the medicine cats feet and disappeared in a flurry of snow.
The cat who crept into SwampClan's territory did the same with it's kit but his message was far different. "This kit shall be called Darkkit and darkness and evil shall stay in his shadows." He sat the tabby tom on the ground and disappeared in a harsh rain.
Six moons have passed since then and the news of the strange kits and the odd cat's that brought their message never left the two clans. Now the kits are becoming apprentices. On the night that this happened a message was sent to the medicine cats of every clan.
Puppets on a string,
We dance to their song,
Nothing seems right but nothing seems wrong,
Love and war,
They blend the same,
Will Until all that's left,
Is heartache and shame.
For when light and darkness,
Dance their strange dance,
We all must stay away,
We can't take a chance,
Less we be swallowed by anger and pain,
And every last cat,
Be sent to their grave.
Let them keep to their trail,
Their hearts lead the way.
And last but not least,
If love seems to fail,
Remember my words,
To survive this odd tale,
Stay far from the darkness,
Don't stray from the light,
Remember this and all will be right.
Please join!
crowsong.proboards.com/index.cgi
The site opened on April 4th. The activity level is slow, we only have 4 members. For Beginner-Intermediate Rpers.
Plot: On an unusually cold newleaf day, two strange cats came to two clans, SnowClan and SwampClan. They silently moved through the camps and dropped the kits at the medicine cats den. The cat who came into SnowClan purred and meowed, "This kit shall be named Lightkit and will shine with beauty and happiness wherever she goes." She sat the pretty white kit, pure as the snow covering the mountains, at the medicine cats feet and disappeared in a flurry of snow.
The cat who crept into SwampClan's territory did the same with it's kit but his message was far different. "This kit shall be called Darkkit and darkness and evil shall stay in his shadows." He sat the tabby tom on the ground and disappeared in a harsh rain.
Six moons have passed since then and the news of the strange kits and the odd cat's that brought their message never left the two clans. Now the kits are becoming apprentices. On the night that this happened a message was sent to the medicine cats of every clan.
Puppets on a string,
We dance to their song,
Nothing seems right but nothing seems wrong,
Love and war,
They blend the same,
Will Until all that's left,
Is heartache and shame.
For when light and darkness,
Dance their strange dance,
We all must stay away,
We can't take a chance,
Less we be swallowed by anger and pain,
And every last cat,
Be sent to their grave.
Let them keep to their trail,
Their hearts lead the way.
And last but not least,
If love seems to fail,
Remember my words,
To survive this odd tale,
Stay far from the darkness,
Don't stray from the light,
Remember this and all will be right.
Please join!
