We're part of a story, part of a tale. We're all on this journey, no one is to stay. Where ever it's going. What is the way?
Welcome
Warrior Cats is een rollenspel gebaseerd op de serie 'Warriors' van Erin Hunter. Je verkent hier al schrijvend de geliefde wereld van de Clankatten, rogues en kittypets. Dit doe je door je eigen karakter aan te maken, waarbij je bijna alles zelf mag bepalen over uiterlijk en karakter. Wild of tam, goed of slecht, sociaal of eenling? Help jij oorlogen te voorkomen? Of ben je een van de katten die hongerig opzoek is naar een groter territorium en meer macht? Het kan allemaal op Warrior Cats.
KIND OF WEATHER
NEWLEAF
Season
Newleaf, 10°C - 20°C
Langzaam maar zeker komen de eerste bloemen weer op. De zon breekt weer door wat zorgt voor een aantal warme dagen. Newleaf zet alles in volle bloei.
Onderwerp: Like a soldier without a mission do 9 mei 2013 - 21:57
-Some shit will come here once I find shit to post here-
Rowanflight
StarClan
Michelle 1172 Actief And when they seek to oppress you. And when they try to destroy you, rise and rise again and again. Like The Phoenix from the ashes. Until the Lambs have become Lions and the Rule of Darkness is no more.
Michelle 1172 Actief And when they seek to oppress you. And when they try to destroy you, rise and rise again and again. Like The Phoenix from the ashes. Until the Lambs have become Lions and the Rule of Darkness is no more.
Onderwerp: Re: Like a soldier without a mission do 9 mei 2013 - 22:10
R O W A N K I T
Did you try to live on your own? When you burned down the house and home? Did you stand too close to the fire? Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone. Then it's time to live and let die. And you can't get another try. Something inside this heart has died, you're in.. R U I N S
Teksthier
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Onderwerp: Re: Like a soldier without a mission do 9 mei 2013 - 22:47
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Disturbing is the man who arranges the blocks:
To Shadowclan I came seeking fortune and fame But they’re making me work til I’m dead The bourgeoisie have it so easy The leader's putting gold on his bread The people of Shadowclan are hungry But think what a feast there could be If we could create a socialist state That cared for the people like me:
I am the man who arranges the blocks That descend upon me from up above. They come down and I spin them around Til they fit in the ground like hand in glove. Sometimes it seems that to move blocks is fine And the lines will be formed as they fall - Then I see that I have misjudged it! I should not have nudged it after all. Can I have a long one please? Why must these infernal blocks tease?
I am the man who arranges the blocks That continue to fall from up above. Come Muscovite! Let the workers unite! A collective regime of peace and love. I work so hard in arranging the blocks But the landlord and taxman bleed me dry But the workers will rise! We will not compromise For we know that the old regime must die. Long live Brokenstar, kill Shadowstar! We salute the sickle and star!
I am the man who arranges the blocks That continue to fall from up above. The food on your plate now belongs to the state A collective regime of peace and love. I have no choice in arranging the blocks Under Bolshevik rule, what they say goes. The rule of the game is we all are the same And my blocks must create unbroken rows. Long live Rushspirit! He loves you! Sing these words, or you know what he’ll do...
I am the man who arranges the blocks That are made by the men in Thunderclan. They come two weeks late and they don’t tessellate But we’re working to Rush’s five year plan. I am the man who arranges the tanks That will make all the Rogues keep away Scourge is dead, and the River is Red! Let us point all our guns at Wind and Sky. We shall live forever more! We can start a nuclear war!
I am the man who arranges the blocks That are building a highly secret base. Hip hip hurrah for the USSR! We are sending our men to outer space. I work so hard in arranging the blocks But each night I go home to my wife in tears - What’s the point of it all, when you’re building a wall And in front of your eyes it disappears? Pointless work for pointless pay This is one game I shall not play.
I am the man who arranges the blocks! But tomorrow I think I’ll stay in bed. The winter is cold, I’ve got plenty of gold And I’m standing in line for a loaf of bread Maybe we’d be better off If we brought down Shrewstar!
I am the man who arranges the blocks That continue to fall from up above. The markets are free! So much money for me! Tell me, why should I care for peace and love? The markets are free! So much money for me! Tell me, why should I care for peace and love? Peace and love, peace and love!
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I am the man who arranges the blocks That descend upon me from up above. They come down and I spin them around Til they fit in the ground like hand in glove. Sometimes it seems that to move blocks is fine And the lines will be formed as they fall - Then I see that I have misjudged it! I should not have nudged it after all. Can I have a long one please? Why must these infernal blocks tease?
I am the man who arranges the blocks That continue to fall from up above. Come Muscovite! Let the workers unite! A collective regime of peace and love. I work so hard in arranging the blocks But the landlord and taxman bleed me dry But the workers will rise! We will not compromise For we know that the old regime must die. Long live Brokenstar, kill Shadowstar! We salute the sickle and star!
I am the man who arranges the blocks That continue to fall from up above. The food on your plate now belongs to the state A collective regime of peace and love. I have no choice in arranging the blocks Under Bolshevik rule, what they say goes. The rule of the game is we all are the same And my blocks must create unbroken rows. Long live Rushspirit! He loves you! Sing these words, or you know what he’ll do...
I am the man who arranges the blocks That are made by the men in Thunderclan. They come two weeks late and they don’t tessellate But we’re working to Rush’s five year plan. I am the man who arranges the tanks That will make all the Rogues keep away Scourge is dead, and the River is Red! Let us point all our guns at Wind and Sky. We shall live forever more! We can start a nuclear war!
I am the man who arranges the blocks That are building a highly secret base. Hip hip hurrah for the USSR! We are sending our men to outer space. I work so hard in arranging the blocks But each night I go home to my wife in tears - What’s the point of it all, when you’re building a wall And in front of your eyes it disappears? Pointless work for pointless pay This is one game I shall not play.
I am the man who arranges the blocks! But tomorrow I think I’ll stay in bed. The winter is cold, I’ve got plenty of gold And I’m standing in line for a loaf of bread Maybe we’d be better off If we brought down Shrewstar!
I am the man who arranges the blocks That continue to fall from up above. The markets are free! So much money for me! Tell me, why should I care for peace and love? The markets are free! So much money for me! Tell me, why should I care for peace and love? Peace and love, peace and love![/size][/i][/spoiler][/center]
Onderwerp: Re: Like a soldier without a mission do 9 mei 2013 - 22:50
“When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.”
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Lightbringer
StarClan
Mims is a nice girl don't hit T_T (ya can hit on her if ya wantc:) 151 Actief
Onderwerp: Like a soldier without a mission 
do 9 mei 2013 - 21:57
