Well, I've told some of you out of excitement about my new super-secret project, something I like to call The Oasis.
It's a story, basically.
Goal: have the dang freakiest story on the wiki.
Not goal: to have no interest.
I'm writing the whole thing RIGHT NOW on a notepad. Then I can copy and paste it onto here.
Anyway, I'll give a couple of things away.
Plot: a cat travels on a patrol to find prey for his Clan, but on arrival some strange things happen.
Characters: Well, the main character is named Snowtail. He's a white tom. Don't let anything confuse you. And the original leader of the patrol is named Sunstripe. He's a ginger tabby tom.
Um...: It's also probably going to be rated extreme. xD
Questions!
What do you consider freaky? I want all of you to be absolutely freaked. Totally, absolutely. I want you to nearly wet your pants. (But don't, that means extra laundry. xD)
What do you consider not freaky? Um, I don't want to have something un-freaky (that's supposed to be) in a purposely freaky moment.
What do you consider perfect in a:
- environment
- cat
- moment
What makes you really, really mad that the cats could experience? Loss of a mate to another cat or by murder, disrespect... blah blah blah.
Are you really excited? (LOL)
Any suggestions?
In repayment for all the work... an excerpt from chapter 2.
- Light shone through the trees in visible streaks in the sky. The trees were perfectly spaced, perfectly green. The leaves shivered as if they were dancing in a soft breeze.
- Beyond the forest was a field filled with lush grass and surrounded by shrubbery. In the middle of the field was a tree, whose shadow was always perfect. The branches were perfect.
- Everything about this place was perfect, I noticed.
- I remembered Gingerstar's name for this place: the Oasis.
- The prey must be perfectly plump here, too, I realized.
- I kept a lookout as Sunstripe led us through the forest. We went slowly, marveling at the beauty of it.
- There was something missing. A threat.
- And then...
- Sunstripe was thrown against a tree by what seemed like nothing. Nothing at all. I heard the noise of his body being crushed with the impact, and the tree creaked.
- Sunstripe fell to the ground. He made no sound.
- He was perfectly dead.
- A small, lithe cat padded into the clearing. It was beautiful. He stopped, admiring the light and how it glinted off the dew grass and the wet leaves.
- A mouse scampered across his path. He twitched his whiskers, getting ready to pounce. As he leaped, a breeze blew his fur.
- He landed with his claws in the mouse, but it just squeaked with fear and scampered away, unhurt.
- Then, with a cry, he was thrown across the clearing to the ground, blood seeping from his throat.
- This place was a dangerous place.
Mwahah.