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  • Stories For LeverageTNT's writing contest!

    THE FINAL SUNSET


    My name was Carmen Goode, and I lived with my mom, Karen, my dad, Charlie, and by brother, Stephen. It was the middle of winter, a chill was in the air, and we had cups of cocoa as we huddled around the fire. I had short, curly brown hair, and green eyes. My mother always told me they shone like emeralds. I was about 14 at the time, and my birthday was coming up. My brother had short, layered brown hair and eyes like mine, but more of an olive. I always loved his eyes. He was 18 and visiting over vacation. My mom had long, wavy blonde hair and green eyes that looked like a jungle had been drained of color and used just for her eyes, how brightly they shined, and my dad had brown hair. It was short and he had a small bald spot which I would tease him about, but I loved him. He had blue eyes that sparked with mischief and mirth. Oh, I loved them all so much. I miss them. Me, my brother, and my dad were wet and cold, we had been mucking about in the snow, having snowball fights and we almost regretted it now, but not really. It was way too much fun! I wish it didn't have to end when it did. We were laughing about our adventures out in the bitter air as we shivered. I glanced at the plastic base, where our Christmas tree would be set up in a week or two and I suddenly felt a scorching heat hit my back, as if I was slapped. I looked up, and the others had noticed it too. I put down my cocoa and stood, excusing myself to walk to the door to check it out. And then I noticed that the snow was... melting. And at a rapid pace too.


    I stared for a moment, and opened the door to a blistering heat and slammed it closed immediately. I ran back to my family. "It's scorching outside!" I cried and my mom stood. She ran outside, grabbing what snow she could, me and my father helping her while my brother held the door open. We loaded it in the freezer and I looked up at my mom. "What are we doing now?" She only looked at me sadly and told my dad, me, and my brother to help her carry the fridge downstairs. We hauled it down without complaint, and set it up.


    It was much cooler down here, but still uncomfortably warm. I ran upstairs, grabbed the coolest clothes we all had and brought them down. We got out of our wet coats and sweaters and turned on the TV in our basement. We flicked the News on and heard the deep voice of the reporter speaking, as if in a hurry to finish, which I didn't understand at the time, but as soon as my mom turned it off, I understood completely. I prayed that his family was alright. None of us deserved this.


    "The Sun is approaching Earth, and it's getting warmer. Within a few days, the Earth will be engulfed in the giant flaming ball of gas. It seems the end is coming. Scientists are working feverishly to find a solution--" my mom flicked off the TV and stared at my dad. For the next few days, they watched the news constantly, while me and my brother comforted each other. One day, my mom stood up and grabbed us as my dad grabbed our clothes. They got into the car, loading our bikes in the back and our clothes in bags attached to the bikes and began to drive as fast as they could, farther away from our house. We were quickly caught in thick traffic. We pulled the car off the road and continued driving. soon, we couldn't even drive off-road and had to get out. They unloaded our bikes and commanded us to follow.


    They sat us on the bikes and began to pedal furiously. The seat was blistering hot and it burned me furiously, and I could tell it made my brother uncomfortable too. Before we left, I slipped a photo of all of us in the snow together and I felt it with one hand while the other held the bars. I could have sworn the tire were melting, but I ignored it and placed my feet on the pedals. Me and my brother had no choice but to follow our clearly desperate parents. The ride was the second worst time of my life. As soon as we got out, we all started perspiring, but, after many painful hours of biking in the fierce heat, we arrived at a lab. So that was what was causing the traffic. They had found a way to save them. Our parents urged us inside and two scientists greeted us at the door.


    "We only have space for three more," they said plainly, not even a hint of regret in their collective voice.


    "WHAT?!" my father demanded furiously. "Then MAKE room!" he yelled. My mother gripped his arm and calmed him down. He looked sadly at her and said "I'll stay behind." My mother cried quietly, and embraced him, kissing him as they lead the four of us away. He followed us to say goodbye and we all were crying. I was the last one, standing by my father to say goodbye. And then I realized what I had to do.


    I stared up at him and walked to the door, him beside me. Without another moments hesitation, I shoved him in with all my might, and, sensing the maximum capacity, the doors slid shut with a hollow metal clang. I heard yelling and pounding and sobbing, but... I had to walk away. I am now writing this and handing it to the scientists, to preserve with the other people. It took convincing, I'm sure it will, but, if this is being read, I'm sure I did it. I now wander around outside in the deadly heat. My skin is red and it hurts like h***. I give anything cold I have, and any cool clothes to those left behind. The sun draws closer... If I don't get there soon, it'll be here before I can leave this story.


    I'm sorry I hurt you father, mother, Stephen. I love you all so much. And that's why I had to hurt you. So you could live. I'm there now, and I'm just about to hand the pages over. The female scientist stares down at me kindly, but shocked. I tell her to keep it, so that it stays un-burnt. She nods. I have to stop writing. I'm sorry I had to do this to you. I love you, so, so much. I will never regret my decision.


    Forever yours,
    Carmen.


    Word count: 1,149

  • Stories for the 100 One-Shots challenge!

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    The original thread, the 100 one-shots challenge is here!


    Each entries number will correspond to the theme with the same number. For example, my third post would have the theme of Making History. Please, do not spam. Tracks are fine if you so desire, but please do not spam!

  • Faded Starclan~ We Never Left You (LOCKED FOREVER)

    Username: Spottedleaf1105
    Cat Name: Nepeta
    Gender: Female
    Appearance: ((The blue and orange is less bold
    Age (at death); 12 moons= 1 year: 72 moons, 6 years
    Former Clan: None, actually
    Trainer or teacher (please say if medicine trainer): Trainer
    Personality (no meet him/her): Sweet and kind, she enjoys contemplating romantic and friendly relationships between cats. She cares deeply for everyone, and constantly makes puns about cats. She is hopelessly in love with a living cat; Karkat. ((He is really old, she is not a predator, I cant explain it has to do with the tingy I'm basing her off of, pleasedontstabme)) she helped the clans and the cats discover what they had to do, mere weeks before being murdered. She spends much of her time at the world pool, watching her love.
    Cause of death: Murdered by an insane friend.
    Cause of Fading: As time went on, cats refused to believe they were helped by a cat who didn't join them until she faded entirely
    Kin: Unknown
    Are kin alive or dead: Dead
    if kin are alive, in what clan:
    Other: Faded ((Please don't hate me, I had to.


    Username: Spottedleaf1105
    Cat Name: RoseThorn
    Gender: Female
    Appearance: [img width=504 height=510]http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs7…_by_lithestep-d3k6icy.png[/img]
    Age (at death); 12 moons= 1 year: 108 moons, 9 years
    Former Clan: Riverclan
    Trainer or teacher (please say if medicine trainer): Teacher
    Personality (no meet him/her): Rosethorn is much like a rose, beautiful, but thorny. She is graceful and smart, but prickly and hard to get close to. Once you get to know her better, she is the sweetest, most kind cat you have ever met. "A rose by any other name would smell as sweet" is something she believes in more than anything ((Aside from starclan, of course.
    Cause of death: Old age
    Cause of Fading: She never was all that important to her clan, so she was remembered by hardly any cat, but those who did remember her, passed soon after.
    Kin: Unknown
    Are kin alive or dead: Dead
    if kin are alive, in what clan:
    Other: Faded


    Username: Spottedleaf1105
    Cat Name: Windstar
    Gender: Tom
    Appearance:[img width=510 height=293]http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs7…_by_lithestep-d6c0kuc.png[/img]
    Age (at death); 12 moons= 1 year: 120 moons, 10 years
    Former Clan: Windclan
    Trainer or teacher (please say if medicine trainer): Founder
    Personality (no meet him/her): Brash and bold, he mostly acts before he thinks, but when things are serious, he can think things through. He is as unpredictable as the wind, and loves good fun.
    Cause of death: Old age
    Cause of Fading: To help Riverstar train the kits
    Kin: Mothflight, Morning Whisker, ((Daughters)) Emberkit, Dust Muzzle ((Sons)) --I got this off the wiki
    Are kin alive or dead: Dead
    if kin are alive, in what clan:
    Other: Faded


    Username: Spottedleaf1105
    Kit name (do not add 'kit'at the end yet): Red
    Gender: Female
    Clan kit will choose (you do not need to know this yet):
    appearance (all kits are sort of wispy):
    Kin (most kits will not have kin yet, but they may if you want them to):
    Personality (no meet him/her):
    Other:


    Username:
    Kit name (do not add 'kit'at the end yet):
    Gender:
    Clan kit will choose (you do not need to know this yet): I'm thinking thunderclan or shadowclan. I'm still thinking on it.
    appearance (all kits are sort of wispy):
    Kin (most kits will not have kin yet, but they may if you want them to):
    Personality (no meet him/her): A tough cat, she has a short attention span, but can sense danger from a mile away and has fantastic hearing. She likes to mess around and have fun, but knows how to be serious, but she tends to hide and she hates herself for it, calling herself a coward.
    Other: Faded

  • Faded Starclan~ We Never Left You RP thread (LOCKED UNTIL MAY 2015)

    The non-clan-named Nepeta approached Riverstar and mewed a greeting. "Would it be too much trouble if I were to interrupt?" She asked politely and cheerily, as always. The gray cat sat by Riverstar and looked down into the water, observing the clans.


    Red looked around, watching everyone for a moment before moving on to the next. She slid over to the freshkill pile and chewing on a small bird.


    Rosethorn padded around, bored. She looked around, glaring daggers at anycat who approached her. That was, of course, how she was. A defense mechanism, if you will.


    Windstar trotted into camp, two hares hanging from his teeth. He dropped them on the pile and papped Red's head with a paw before grabbing a particularly fat thrush and tearing into it.


    //Low muse

  • Faded Starclan~ We Never Left You RP thread (LOCKED UNTIL MAY 2015)

    Rosethorn looked fondly upon the kit, her glares subsiding. "Okay, Crimson." she agreed.


    The gray cat smiled cheerily and spoke "That's fantastic!" she exclaimed before carefully and tentatively switched the scene two a group of few cats, each gray with orange-tinted ears like her own. She looked down at one in particular. He had very small ears and gray eyes that glared daggers at everyone and everything. Clearly the leader of the group, he spoke in loud yells, that she knew but the sound didn't rise through the water, but she was sure whatever he said, it was laden with swears. She had no idea why she liked him, but she felt like she knew him since forever. She sat there for a time before looking up at Riverstar apologetically. "I'm sorry about that! I'll let mew continue!" She spoke cheerily and padded off.

  • Faded Starclan~ We Never Left You RP thread (LOCKED UNTIL MAY 2015)

    "Okay, lets see... Which one first...?" she said, pondering the possibilities. "Let's start with my old clan, the one I know best. Riverclan. This clan has the only cats that can swim..." She began, and continued to go extensively into her clans history, home, and current whereabouts, but not giving away too much. She praised it extensively and at the end, apologized for her bias. Then, she continued to windclan, one she almost chose. Then shadowclan, and finally thunderclan to finish, and waited for the kit to ask questions or make remarks.

  • Faded Starclan~ We Never Left You RP thread (LOCKED UNTIL MAY 2015)

    She smiled. "It's a different kind of wet. It's not the completely random pinpricks of water droplets, its a whole body. Kinda like many cats swarming past you at once. At least, that's how I always thought of it. To tell you the truth, I never liked rain either! But, of course, if you DID pick riverclan, now, don't assume I'm telling you to, you would get used to water. But, I always did admire shadowclan. Windclan was my second choice, when I picked, but they beat out shadowclan by merely a mouse's whisker!"

  • Faded Starclan~ We Never Left You RP thread (LOCKED UNTIL MAY 2015)

    "But, don't forget that we'll remember you," she said and sat next to the kit. "All cats face the threat of fighting cats they like in battle, that's the price they're willing to pay. Listen, life down there is hard. But cats always know starclan is watching them. That they're never alone, and sometimes, It's never happened to me, but I'm sure that very rarely... Sometimes, they might remember something. Anything," she said, before pulling a flower from the ground and placing it snugly next to the kits ear. "I doubt you'll fight your friends. Everything'll be okay. You and I know it will," she said and patted her head with a paw.

  • Faded Starclan~ We Never Left You RP thread (LOCKED UNTIL MAY 2015)

    OOC;; Sorry about that!! Lalalavi, I've gathered this thus far: So, Rosethorn is teaching some kits about gatherings, Nepeta is currently nowhere to be seen ((I'm pulling her out in a sec)), and everyone else is playing mouse tag. That's all I know.


    IC;; Rosethorn pondered quietly. "How do I explain. Well, the living cat's gatherings take place at a...." she said before explaining that the leaders each shared news, cats of all clans mingled, and then, they left. "But, if they start fighting, starclan sends a cloud over the moon, as an omen, and they drop whatever was being spoken of, and leave immediately. Every kit dreams of going to a gathering to meet the cats of the other clans. One of my personal favorite past times was listening the warriors tell other cats the names of those that were there, and imagining what they looked and acted like. I'm not sure why, but it gave me something to do!"
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    Nepeta looked out at the cats playing mouse tags smiling. Feferi and Aradia... They reminded her of two cats she knew, by the exact same names.