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Post by Kala on Jul 14, 2009 10:30:40 GMT -5
The woods that the recently deceased she-cat was bouncing off into it was not welcoming. It was eerie. A heavy fog hide more of the details of the forest away which would not be a sight you wish to see. Dead plants grew about the undergrowth hiding the twisted roots that poked through the dirt trying to reach to the sunlight that was so dull and lightless. Moss hung fro the trees well as large heavy leafs which seem to be the only real living things in the woods. The ground was colorless, but it held small patches of water that glowed an eerie green or blue color. They did not show any reflection, not a single one.
If the poor dead she-cat went on walking, she would run into others like her. Rejected by StarClan and DeathClan simply because their worth was over looked or were killed one to many times. One of these rejected souls was standing in the fog, still hound against the gray air. The figure held an awful smell which only seem to fit his appearance which would make the most evil cat freeze in horror.
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Post by dragon on Jul 14, 2009 11:48:02 GMT -5
Boo stopped short. The plants here gave her the feeling of unseen things, lurking behind them, quietly waiting to make her turn tail and run. That wouldn't be happening any time soon, she thought with a dull chortle. Her paws sunk into the softened ground, it felt like thickly condensed cob-webs under-foot. Sticky, and soggy. The air was still, even her own breathing didn't move the air here, the dead-skin feeling of the air was too much for its own good. She smiled at trotted onward, a sly, knowing type of smile, on her maw.
The smell got stronger as she came closer and closer to him, it made her nose tingle, like the smell of sulfur. Her spirit was weary, the energy it took to stay moving was much more than it did in one spot. She opened her mouth to speak, but she heard the shrowded figure first.
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Post by dragon on Jul 14, 2009 11:53:36 GMT -5
Eyes widening, Sakura felt her breath quicken. Something? Had he gone and done something wrong too? "Ray, please. Calm down, I'm sure its...." Nothing compared to what you've done eh? "I'm sure it's nothing serious." Sakura searched the frantic look on his face, wondering what exactly it was that he had done that was just sooo horrible. You'll have to tell him! The demeaning voice in her head - that sounded remarkably like her own - told her. You've got to! You've GOT TO!!
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Post by Kala on Jul 14, 2009 11:54:25 GMT -5
The figure stepped out of the thick fog showing himself to the she-cat whom's jaws were parted, though spoke first before his chance was lost. "Welcome to UnseenClan. I am ZombieGrail." The voice coming from the tom was deep almost seem to make one's ear drums shake, though it was quite smooth. Yet like everything in UnseenClan help an icy edge to it. Most of the fur on his body was missing showing either bone or muscles that ripped with each slow breath he took. Bits of his body also seem to be missing. His lower jaw was something skinless so it showed only the ivory. His tail well as ears were the only thing that were in tacted, unharmed by what ever seem to maul him.
One of the most noticable features about ZombieGrail was the pure black hole in his chest were the sound of a heart could be heard, but not a heart to be seen. Each heart beat caused puss to fall from his icy eye that was scarred and burn like most of his face. Though even with all of this, anyone could tell he was once a handsome tom before his 'death'. "I assume you wish to know what has happen to you... or where you are..." |
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Post by seren on Jul 14, 2009 12:38:40 GMT -5
Ashamed, he avoided her gaze. She was too forgiving and too sweet for her own good. It was obvious that she hurt the same as any other cat, however. Realizing that he would have to tell her anyway, he drew up the courage to relive the event. Retelling it made him feel as if it was some sort of fantastic tale he had hashed together with other random bits of his personal life. "I killed Boo. I'm-I'm sorry. I didn't want to, but she gave me no other choice." Even as he said it, and even as his conscience tried to assure him that it had been the right thing to do, he wasn't so certain. No cat deserved to die so brutally, no matter how malevolent.
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Post by dragon on Jul 14, 2009 19:51:27 GMT -5
Boo looked at him, observing everything about him: His eyes, the missing fur, the gaping hole in his chest that seemed to glare at her. Her jade eyes were cynical, but not damaging as they were when she had been looking upon Sakura. She grew giddy, but decided not to laugh, it would probably irriate the tom, him thinking that it was an insult. She nodded simply, wondering exactly how she had stumbled upon such a place that called to her, almost screaming her name. "I'd like to know, very much, where I am, and how I got here." She said quietly, eyes not narrowing in suspicion for once.
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Frozen, Sakura stood, looking at him. Her expression set in, one of disbelief, fright, and confusion. Her green eyes grew watery, like dew on a new-morning's grass. However this had happened, she didn't want to believe it. Her feet swayed, the earth rocking beneath her. she thought it might jump up and grab her but instead she took a deep breath. "Well, at least it wasn't like she died in vain. That kit is going to die in the claws of Mint, and it's m fault...." Her breath drew in heavy, heaving in and out of her nostrils, "I guess a life for a life...."
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Post by seren on Jul 15, 2009 15:42:10 GMT -5
Shivering, although there was no wind hat passed through the area, Ray felt like a monster. Lifting up his bloody claws, he nearly choked on the forming lump in his throat, for the evidence was overwhelming. Everything anyone needed to know was right there, right in front of them. Had the tom ever stopped to think, he might've been able to gain control of himself. But he had been so convinced that she needed to die; who was he to decide the worth of one's life? Running a paw over his ear, he winced at the sight of Sakura, what he had turned her into. "It's not your fault. You couldn't prevent it. Mint isn't...wasn't...in her right mind. She's sick in the head and wants affection. I don't think she'd kill her. If she wanted to kill her, she would've done it in front of us as a taunting. The kit's still alive. She has to be." Stubbornly shaking his head, he couldn't believe their misfortune. This never would've happened if he hadn't asked Sakura how she felt about him.
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Post by Kala on Jul 15, 2009 15:43:43 GMT -5
"You are in UnseenClan, afterlife for the undead," ZombieGrail said in a calm tone as he let his tail bow in a kind of matter allowing her to gaze upon the figures that were starting to lurk around them. "You were brought here because neather StarClan nor DeathClan wants you to walk with them. We are the souls that are forgotten, yet we still roam about the earth as he always have, as if we were never killed." Sighing heavily, he let both eyes close half way as he tried to think of what else to say to the she-cat before him. He knew it was hard for himself when he discovered DeathClan nor StarClan wished for him to walk amoung them, though that meant nothing for a kittypet. "Though you being a housecat, this is your afterlife. you will neather go to heaven nor hell. You are trapped on earth as a zombie if you will, like me. Others are ghost, spirits, living dolls, or even vampires. There are many like us, though we do not make our selves known."
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Post by dragon on Jul 16, 2009 15:21:18 GMT -5
The undead she-cat looked around, observing the forms casting shadows in the mist. Then she jumped, and looked at herself. Instead of her fur, black and white patchy cotton had begun to weave itself. Puffs of fluff had begun to fill itself where her heart, and organs had once been. Though she did not completely turn into a 'stuffed animal', parts of her, say her hard pallet and teeth, her claws, her skeloten, stayed intact. Her eyes glossed over, loosing the sheen of life. Stitches ran all over her body, keeping her from falling apart.
"Yeah?" Boo looked around deviously, "Well I like it here. I think I'l stay for a good while."
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Post by Kala on Jul 17, 2009 4:14:24 GMT -5
ZombieGrail's gaze dropped softly as he look towards the undead cat's body. Watching it become much like human's doll he had seen laying about in the forest forgotten for many weeks or even years. "So as you must," he said, "But be warn, if you go back to those you knew from your past life, great had horrible things will happen. Not only to your victums, but to you living doll." Bowing his head, he turn and left the stiched she-cat standing there in UnseenClan's heavy fog with the shadowy figures starring upon the new comer. "That is my only warning." His voice echoed out into the eerie forest.
One of the shadowy figure stepped forward slowly showing herself towards Boo. She was white with seemly black eyes that look like beads. Her body seem to have patches over it that were blood red with messy stiches that held them to her body. Her mouth was jagged in a sense with the stiches that were there to keep her lower jaw from falling off. Her eyes seem to be kind towards the other as she slowly sank closer to the undead she-cat with a bit of hope falling off her body. "Not to sound creepy or anything, but I am glad you have become a living doll. It was becoming quite lonely being the only one." Pasuing, she spoke again. "My name is Ashhex."
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Post by dragon on Jul 17, 2009 14:39:09 GMT -5
The newly 'accepted' she-cat looked at Ashhex, with sheeny eyes that showed almost no expression, only a hint of a smile was buried deep in her jade green eyes. "You don't sound 'creepy' AshHex," Boo said, looking over her new aquitiance of sorts, "I'm sure that we'll become good friends soon enough if it was that lonely..." She cast a glance around, seeing the other figures meshing into the thick mist, that showed that they were moving away. "Is it true?" Boo asked, "what Zombiegrail said about going back?"
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Post by seren on Jul 18, 2009 21:40:27 GMT -5
As he waited for a reaction from the downcast she-cat, Ray couldn't help but wander what exactly became of cats once they had perished. Did they pass on to a completely foreign existence and start over? Or did their bodies just rot and decay in the ground with no traces of spiritual energy? His paws felt arthritic as his weight shifted forward. Leaning, he craned his neck, trying to catch a glimpse into the future. There was something unsettling about pondering what could have happened to Boo after her violent and bloody demise.
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Post by Kala on Jul 19, 2009 12:25:53 GMT -5
AshHex chuckled softly as she nodded her head towards Boo, before sitting herself down softly on the cold ground. "This place is rather lonely, which is why no members of UnSeenClan enter these lands unless another one of us is born. Which is you. The last cat to be made into an undead creature never came to us which was a shame, but what can you do." laughing she nodded her head once more trying to figure out how to explain things to a kittypets. She knew that they were smart, only with their releam of things, but other than that, they were completely stupid. "Yes, you go back. I still live with my Clan, or a group of forest cats as you call us. They have no idea that I am dead. They think I am alive. Being undead allows you to do everything a living cat can do, but without dying. You also can make an image of your old body so no one sees your true state."
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Post by dragon on Jul 21, 2009 2:03:01 GMT -5
"Why are you acting so antsy Ray?" She asked him, looking at him with wide emerald eyes. It didn't even cross her mind that she might need to forgive him. Probably because she knew deep down inside that Sakura thought Boo deserved what she got, even though Ray probably thought about the situation differently. "There's no need to be nervous." Her voice was soft, and her eyes curled into a smile.
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Post by dragon on Jul 21, 2009 2:12:14 GMT -5
"Really?!?!" Boo's eyes grew wide with excitment. Her bones tingled, as if the blood veins that had been around them were pulsing, from an a heart that was now gone. Then what was... ZombieGrail talking about... Bad things for?" A look of confusion crossed her 'glass' eyes, though her patched expression did not change.
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