This is the End - A little story by Stronghawk
Aug 1, 2016 16:20:40 GMT -5
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Post by brownfang on Aug 1, 2016 16:20:40 GMT -5
This is the End - a fanfic about the shutdown By Stronghawk
Stronghawk looked over the expanses of the forums. The various sub-forums were already starting to burn with the fires of deletion. Unlucky forumers screamed as they were sucked into the growing abyss of darkness, a massive black hole in the middle of the peaceful land where forumers had laughed and roleplayed. Even now, Infinityclan, the Clan that the forumers had tried to protect, the one thing that was said would outlast even the deletion, was being burned into oblivion, along with all the hope the forumers had had left. Stronghawk's gaze grew grim. Why did this have to happen?
Probably because there can never be too much of a good thing.
And now all that was good was ending.
Maplestone380 stepped up beside her from the huddled group of survivors, along with Breadcat, Ravenwish and The Milky Way.
"It's starting," Maplestone whispered. "Eight and the rest were lucky. They'll never have to see this." Ravenwish patted the distraught forumer on the shoulder.
"I'm glad to see it go.." muttered The Milky Way, shoving her hands into the pockets of her galaxy-themed hoodie. Nobody listened. They all knew that even The Milky Way was taking it as hard as the rest of them.
Breadcat remained silent, tears glistening in their eyes - Stronghawk absently hoped the bread around the cat's face wouldn't get soggy - then suddenly pointed to an outpost in OTD, their face growing ashen. Stronghawk looked in the direction they were pointing and choked back a gasp of horror.
"Oh my goodness..President S'more." The poor forumer's marshmallow and chocolate were turning to goo, and even now her graham crackers had burnd to ashes. President S'more's officials had already been picked off; Bluerain, Nemo, Redheart of RiverClan.. They all looked away. Without a leader, without a hope.
"This is the end!" gasped -Spottedheart- from the group behind them. Picia gave the panicing forumer a hug, and Roseclaw~ offered some cookies. "These ones aren't poisoned, honest," she said with a half-hearted grin. Firepaw of ThunderClan let out a snort, but nobody else even moved. Stronghawk kept watching the flames.
Suddenly, there was a cry for help from the Fan Clans. Stronghawk yelped as Borderline Crazy pushed her aside to see what was happening. "No.. No...NO.. NOOO!" she shrieked, seeing that it was her mate, Littlelight, along with cococat and Stormlynx. She clenched her fists, biting her lip. Stronghawk felt a chill of fear as Borderline Crazy turned back, her eyes shining with a desperate light. Then, she started running towards Fan Clans. Ravenwish leaped forward to stop her, but Maplestone and Stronghawk grabbed the forumer's irridescent black wings. They all closed their eyes as Borderline, Littlelight, coco and Storm were all consumed. Ravenwish turned on Maplestone and Stronghawk, wild with sorrow. "I could have saved her!"
"You would have died," Stronghawk said quietly. Ravenwish opened her mouth to protest, then started sobbing. NateisRuler came up and quietly led her away.
Behind them, Tuesday and Today let out a collective cry of sorrow as their libraries were destroyed. Sourstar of Deathclan hugged their knees, rocking back and forth. SandstormFurever and CresentpawofLostClan sat together, one crying, the other staring ahead with a face like stone. Moonshine06 was furiously drawing. Cedarwhisker came up and hugged Maplestone, who had started to cry. Everyone else just sat there, looking numb.
The fires came closer.
Suddenly, -Spottedheart- leaped up. "I can't take it anymore!" She pushed aside the concerned Picia and tried to run forward, then fell back with a choked sob. Spottedfyr and Spottedsky came and gently helped her back to her place.
OTD was completely gone now. The Cats was halfway into oblivion.
"Well, I'm glad to be with you all," came a quiet voice. It was JayWarriors. The forumer came stumbling in, her clothes in rags. Wolfdusk and Mothflight rushed up and helped the bedraggled forumer to the group. They all knew that she had been banished for some time, and her sudden appearance was enough to break the numbness that had settled like ice over the group for even a few moments. Some of the kinder forumers took off their sweatshirts and gave them to JayWarriors. The forumer sat down, coughing. "I'm glad to be with you all," she repeated hoarsely. "..Here at the end of all things."
The Cats was gone. Recent Topics was burning bright as fireworks at the Fourth of July celebration just a month ago.
Stronghawk found it hard to believe that everyone had been so happy such a short time ago. Now, she looked over the faces of her friends and companions. Many had started weeping openly. She felt as if the sadness was stifling her, even though it was probably really the acrid smoke of the happy land they had once known being burned into a void. For a moment, she was tempted to run into the fire and meet her death as -Spottedheart- had been.
Somebody started singing a soft, keening melody, punctuated by the sounds of weeping.
The fire was getting closer.
Suddenly, a forumer stood up, one who seemed familiar yet strange. Stronghawk stared, trying to figure out who they were. "Guys.. There's another way." Turning towards the back of the forums, they put out a hand. Suddenly, stretching forth into the darkness was a bridge of light. They turned back, then it was suddenly clear who they were.
"...Matt-Mod?"
The Moderator nodded his head with a small smile. "Yes, it's me. There is a new hope." He pointed to the bridge. "That goes to a new forum. It's unpopulated and a little different, but you all can make it as this place was. Once there, some of you will take up the mantle of Modship." Before anybody could ask any questions, Matt-Mod waved his hand, his smile bigger this time. "Good luck, and Godspeed."
And he was gone.
Nobody moved.
Suddenly, the fires starting eating up the forums faster.
The spell of doom was broken. With a cry of mingled joy and alarm, forumers starting filing onto the bridge. Stronghawk briefly looked back. Some forumers were hanging back, looks of sad certainty on their faces. Stronghawk met their gaze and nodded. They would stay to the end with their beloved forums, never to know light again, but to die with the one thing that had caused them happiness.
The void was close now. She remembered old friends, ~~Lunargem~~ and Bumblebounce, since passed on. Like the forums were passing.
Finally, a tear crept down her face.
It was bittersweet.
A new life was ahead, a new beginning at the end of all things.
Hope had been restored.
Stronghawk looked over the expanses of the forums. The various sub-forums were already starting to burn with the fires of deletion. Unlucky forumers screamed as they were sucked into the growing abyss of darkness, a massive black hole in the middle of the peaceful land where forumers had laughed and roleplayed. Even now, Infinityclan, the Clan that the forumers had tried to protect, the one thing that was said would outlast even the deletion, was being burned into oblivion, along with all the hope the forumers had had left. Stronghawk's gaze grew grim. Why did this have to happen?
Probably because there can never be too much of a good thing.
And now all that was good was ending.
Maplestone380 stepped up beside her from the huddled group of survivors, along with Breadcat, Ravenwish and The Milky Way.
"It's starting," Maplestone whispered. "Eight and the rest were lucky. They'll never have to see this." Ravenwish patted the distraught forumer on the shoulder.
"I'm glad to see it go.." muttered The Milky Way, shoving her hands into the pockets of her galaxy-themed hoodie. Nobody listened. They all knew that even The Milky Way was taking it as hard as the rest of them.
Breadcat remained silent, tears glistening in their eyes - Stronghawk absently hoped the bread around the cat's face wouldn't get soggy - then suddenly pointed to an outpost in OTD, their face growing ashen. Stronghawk looked in the direction they were pointing and choked back a gasp of horror.
"Oh my goodness..President S'more." The poor forumer's marshmallow and chocolate were turning to goo, and even now her graham crackers had burnd to ashes. President S'more's officials had already been picked off; Bluerain, Nemo, Redheart of RiverClan.. They all looked away. Without a leader, without a hope.
"This is the end!" gasped -Spottedheart- from the group behind them. Picia gave the panicing forumer a hug, and Roseclaw~ offered some cookies. "These ones aren't poisoned, honest," she said with a half-hearted grin. Firepaw of ThunderClan let out a snort, but nobody else even moved. Stronghawk kept watching the flames.
Suddenly, there was a cry for help from the Fan Clans. Stronghawk yelped as Borderline Crazy pushed her aside to see what was happening. "No.. No...NO.. NOOO!" she shrieked, seeing that it was her mate, Littlelight, along with cococat and Stormlynx. She clenched her fists, biting her lip. Stronghawk felt a chill of fear as Borderline Crazy turned back, her eyes shining with a desperate light. Then, she started running towards Fan Clans. Ravenwish leaped forward to stop her, but Maplestone and Stronghawk grabbed the forumer's irridescent black wings. They all closed their eyes as Borderline, Littlelight, coco and Storm were all consumed. Ravenwish turned on Maplestone and Stronghawk, wild with sorrow. "I could have saved her!"
"You would have died," Stronghawk said quietly. Ravenwish opened her mouth to protest, then started sobbing. NateisRuler came up and quietly led her away.
Behind them, Tuesday and Today let out a collective cry of sorrow as their libraries were destroyed. Sourstar of Deathclan hugged their knees, rocking back and forth. SandstormFurever and CresentpawofLostClan sat together, one crying, the other staring ahead with a face like stone. Moonshine06 was furiously drawing. Cedarwhisker came up and hugged Maplestone, who had started to cry. Everyone else just sat there, looking numb.
The fires came closer.
Suddenly, -Spottedheart- leaped up. "I can't take it anymore!" She pushed aside the concerned Picia and tried to run forward, then fell back with a choked sob. Spottedfyr and Spottedsky came and gently helped her back to her place.
OTD was completely gone now. The Cats was halfway into oblivion.
"Well, I'm glad to be with you all," came a quiet voice. It was JayWarriors. The forumer came stumbling in, her clothes in rags. Wolfdusk and Mothflight rushed up and helped the bedraggled forumer to the group. They all knew that she had been banished for some time, and her sudden appearance was enough to break the numbness that had settled like ice over the group for even a few moments. Some of the kinder forumers took off their sweatshirts and gave them to JayWarriors. The forumer sat down, coughing. "I'm glad to be with you all," she repeated hoarsely. "..Here at the end of all things."
The Cats was gone. Recent Topics was burning bright as fireworks at the Fourth of July celebration just a month ago.
Stronghawk found it hard to believe that everyone had been so happy such a short time ago. Now, she looked over the faces of her friends and companions. Many had started weeping openly. She felt as if the sadness was stifling her, even though it was probably really the acrid smoke of the happy land they had once known being burned into a void. For a moment, she was tempted to run into the fire and meet her death as -Spottedheart- had been.
Somebody started singing a soft, keening melody, punctuated by the sounds of weeping.
The fire was getting closer.
Suddenly, a forumer stood up, one who seemed familiar yet strange. Stronghawk stared, trying to figure out who they were. "Guys.. There's another way." Turning towards the back of the forums, they put out a hand. Suddenly, stretching forth into the darkness was a bridge of light. They turned back, then it was suddenly clear who they were.
"...Matt-Mod?"
The Moderator nodded his head with a small smile. "Yes, it's me. There is a new hope." He pointed to the bridge. "That goes to a new forum. It's unpopulated and a little different, but you all can make it as this place was. Once there, some of you will take up the mantle of Modship." Before anybody could ask any questions, Matt-Mod waved his hand, his smile bigger this time. "Good luck, and Godspeed."
And he was gone.
Nobody moved.
Suddenly, the fires starting eating up the forums faster.
The spell of doom was broken. With a cry of mingled joy and alarm, forumers starting filing onto the bridge. Stronghawk briefly looked back. Some forumers were hanging back, looks of sad certainty on their faces. Stronghawk met their gaze and nodded. They would stay to the end with their beloved forums, never to know light again, but to die with the one thing that had caused them happiness.
The void was close now. She remembered old friends, ~~Lunargem~~ and Bumblebounce, since passed on. Like the forums were passing.
Finally, a tear crept down her face.
It was bittersweet.
A new life was ahead, a new beginning at the end of all things.
Hope had been restored.