#firecloud

[sp00nful0fsuga]

you’re onto something with Firestar x Cloudtail

Yes yes yes. Fire getting so frustrated with Cloudpaw visiting twoleg place that he starts treating him like his kittypet. Hey, he wanted it.

[doritopaw101]

I’ve been infected by the paring of Firestar x Littlecloud and it’s roaming in my brain.

Blame @girlashfur :)

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how do the matriarchs keep track of family bloodlines? is it purely oral storytelling or do they have some kind of record keeping?? reading the fic as someone who loves anthropology is so fun!! i just want to reach inside your brain and see all the little details of the clan societies

Thank you for the intrigue! Matriarchs' knowledge is purely through oral and mental records. They have no form of writing or marking down family lines, so they have to memorize everyone's relations to each other. Usually they like to have mental images of pools with fish or patches of flowers with names on them to make it easier. It's the toughest part of the job even so, but you don't get to be a Clan cat without having some brains, so the mid-to-most smart cats can keep track too. No one has it in as much detail as a matriarch, though.

[disturbingstar]

Z nation character facts

Thomas “10k”

• He tries to refrain from cursing because his mother had a disdain for it. His father mentions this to him as he's dying in the episode “Full Metal Zombie” This is why 10k says “Fracking Zombies”

• In an interview with Nat Zang, his father is revealed to have been a survivalist out in the mountains. This gave both 10k and his father more edge for the Zombie Apocalypse because they were ready for it. This is also one of the reasons why 10k is so quiet; he has a lack of social skills since it was only him and his father for an extended amount of time. They also had no Internet, which is why he has never seen porn.

• Cassandra, Murphy, Red, Sarge, and his dad are the only characters who have ever referred to 10K as Tommy.

• He is the second person from the group to be bitten by Murphy. But now Murphy's referring to him as “blended”

• He is seen to have snapped out of Murphy's control in “Everybody Dies in the End”

• As of the end of season 5, his zombie count is 9,001

Steven “Doc” Beck

• He was born on April 20, 1969.

• Like Roberta Warren who appeared during Sharknado 3: Oh Hell No!, he appeared during Sharknado 5: Global Swarming where he was only shown in Kansas and was referred to as Steve. This makes Doc the second character to be shown on the Sharknado film series, following Roberta.

Alvin Murphy

• Murphy was confirmed to be both pansexual and polyamorous after “Limbo” aired.

• Keith Allan used some of his own private clothes for Murphy's wardrobe in season 2.

• Murphy resembles an anti-hero from the game Fallout 3. named Mr. Crowley. Crowley can walk among feral ghouls without being attacked, he can get feral ghouls to obey his commands by training them.

Roberta Warren

• Roberta may be part Native American since she was fluent in the language and culture of Danny Firecloud's tribe.

• Interestingly, even though she became a Talker at the very end of Season 4, she does not require Bizkuits

Trivia from Z nation wiki

[scribble-o-scrap]

Headshot of my oc, Firecloud !!

[boyeurism]

julian casablancas and josh homme in 2011. pictures by johnny firecloud

[janadog]

TTA (trade to adopt) adopts!

Basically if you want one just trade me an oc (dm or comment to claim!)

Also these are placeholder names you can change them after you get the oc!

Firecloud: open

OwlSong: open

Icebark: closed

Reedpoppy: Closed

[lafseanchai]

I had a blast at the first SCA camping event this year! Unfortunately got sick on the morning we had to pack up, but got saved by the equestrian folks (again).

Beau was not in as good of shape as last year, so I only rode him one day, but that meant I got to ride several other horses, which is fun and interesting. Jamieson is a Fell Pony (or possibly a Fell Beast lol), and is pushy and spoiled. He's going to boot camp with another equestrian to get manners lol. I also rode Firecloud, a pretty palomino mare. She's the opposite of Jamieson in that she's a working ranch horse, so quick and fast.

@joanna-kae came along and was accepted into the equestrian group. And she was approved of by Frieda the mule, who has discerning taste. She was also a fantastic photographer for us as well!

I also got made an official Lady of the kingdom, and got an Award of Arms for my efforts in rapier and equestrian. Which came as a surprise, but was very fun!

It was a good start to the season, and I have six weeks to get Beau in better shape for WW. He is also getting some bad teeth out, which will help with so many things.

[ronnymerchant]

JOHNNY FIRECLOUD (1975)

[talusclan]

Which character should I design next?

Marigoldleg- The least developed character in the Clan! She is Loonstorm's only littermate, has no kits, and is mentor to her much younger brother Laburnumpaw.

Starlingberry- Skipperclaw's mate. She keeps quiet about her feelings on his affair, putting on a brave face and trying to let the judgment slide off of her. She works hard to build confidence for her daughters, Squirrelpaw and Spiderpaw, which might have worked a little too much.

Burdockwhisker- Littermates with Gorseface! They're kits of Garlicstream and Loonstorm. Burdockwhisker is just trying his best to be a good warrior, having only recently been made one. He tries to ignore the scandal of his father's exile, tries to support his sister through her young pregnancy, and hopes he can make and keep some good friends.

Firecloud- one of the Clan's two elders, mates with Heatherheart. Has two kits, Starlingberry and Daffodilnose, from her previous relationship. Her former mate passed a very long time ago.

Heatherheart- former deputy of TalusClan, retired a few moons ago but is still a guiding figure for the new, inexperienced deputy Asphodelberry. Has three kits from a previous relationship- Loonstorm, Marigoldleg, and Laburnumpaw! Her former mate passed about a year ago.

[airinyourtires]

can i give sarah firecloud usher windblade another last name. mine

hmmmm yes you can

[sp00nful0fsuga]

Ahhh another warrior cats proshipper! What are your favorite incest ships? I feel like the earlier arcs had better content, with BrambleHawk and SquirrelLeaf. I like Shadowsight and Ashfur (I think they're related lol), Mudclaw and Tornear are hardly mentioned but I like their dynamic. I'm sure there are more but I can't think right now lol. Sorry for the ramble!

My fav is CrookedOak they are so cute!! And FireCloud! BrambleHawk is wonderful, the thoughts bramble had about hawk were NOT normal. TORNMUD!!! THEY WERE REALLY CUTE NO ONE TALKS ABOUT THEM AAA

Ravenpaw and Dustpaw are very underrated, i think they are very cute 🥺 same for brightheart and cinderpelt :3

[supernovaofthoughts]

WARRIORS FUN FACT

I read the Warrior Cats books in French and after being in the online community for a while, i noticed some fun name differences :

Did you know that in French, kittens in Warrior Cats are not named with the suffix -kit but with the prefix -little ? I put the original French names behind their literal english translation.

For instance, Firekit (if Rusty was born in Clan) would be named "Little Fire (Petit Feu), Jaykit "Little Jay"(Petit Geai), Yellowkit "Littlefang" (Petit Croc) etc.

On the other hand, apprentices are not named with the suffix -paw but -cloud.

For instance, Firepaw would be named "Firecloud" (Nuage de Feu), or Jaypaw "Jaycloud" (Nuage de Geai), Yellowpaw "Fangcloud" (Nuage de Croc) etc.

Fullgrown Cats with names like -cloud are completely renamed, like Cloudtail, who's name in French is Snowflake (Flocon de Neige). Fernclouds name is Heatherflower (Fleur de Bruyère).

Similarely, there are fullgrown warriors who get the suffix -paw. For instance, Raggedfur is called Greypaw (Patte Grise), Stonefur is called Flintpaw (Patte de Silex) etc.

Also, here are just some French names different from the english version I thought were worth mentionning :

Spottedleaf is called Smallleaf (Petite Feuille) which sounds so cute imo

Darkstripe is called Black Lightning (Eclair Noir) which sounds so edgy lol

Cinderpelt is called Cindermuzzle (Museau Cendré), which sounds so cute. As if her muzzle was covered in cinder dust

Jayfeather is called Jayeye (Oeil de Geai) which I find refers well to his blind, blueish eyes.

Leafpool is called Moonleaf (Feuille de Lune) which sounds nice as well

Hawkfrost is just called Hawkfeather (Plume de Faucon), way less cool than Hawkfrost imo

Brokentail is named Brokenfeather (Plume Brisée)

Anywaaays just had this stuck in my brain and wanted to get it out. ^^

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Firecloud situation?

Just a title for the issue that I snatched from someone who said it earlier this weekend (can't remember who, apologies). "FireCloud" is short for "the fucking vortex of incest that is current-day ThunderClan".

[antebunny]

THE TIME TRAVELER'S PRISON

FADE IN:

1. INT - THE WHITE BOX

A painfully white room with harsh yellow lighting. At the juncture between wall and ceiling, a black camera, speaker, and other devices ring the room. On the white-tiled floor, THE TIME TRAVELER jerks awake wearing party clothes from a dozen different centuries and black nail polish in a dozen different stages of decay.  Editor’s Note: Do you know the hard press of cold, calcium carbonate tiles on your back? Minerals for a pillow, panels for a bed? No? Then perhaps you know the disorientation that comes with waking up far from where you went to sleep. Seeing this, THE GENERAL turns on the speaker. He uses a gently synthetic voice modifier to anonymize his voice and deliver his greeting smoothly and rotely.

THE GENERAL (O.S.) Good morning. Editor’s Note: It is not morning. It is morning only in the metaphorical sense, a literary dawn as the Time Traveler rises from an unexpected slumber. And where was their place of rest? Where are they now? Prison. Four white walls, mottled white tiles, a white roof ringed with black cameras, harsh yellow lights, a speaker, and various measurement tools. 

Before the box, a gala. The End of the Earth party, though the Sun has billions of years yet left to live, for in the year 5,000 A.D. everyone rushes to make things happen before their time. The Late Generation, they are called. They all dressed up in costumes from a thousand different generations of human history and partied like the world was ending, because it was. When Earth exploded, they cheered from thousands of light-years away and the safety of viewing screens.  And now the Time Traveler leaps to their unsteady feet with no explanation as to how a glass of cherry crystal solidified overnight into four white walls with no door in sight.  They crane their neck up at the camera.  THE GENERAL (O.S.) I have a proposal for you. THE TIME TRAVELER

Not interested. THE GENERAL (O.S.) You’ll want to hear this one. THE TIME TRAVELER I don’t even know who you are. THE GENERAL (O.S.) Call me The General. THE TIME TRAVELER No. ANGLE ON THE TIME TRAVELER

They run both hands over the excruciatingly white wall, hunting for any crevice or secret. But this science experiment-esque room doesn’t even turn up dust. THE GENERAL (O.S.) You’ll want to hear me out. In precisely one hour this station will be blown up. ANGLE ON THE CEILING A tiny black screen beside the speaker displays in standard red lettering, 60:00. 59:59. 59:58. THE GENERAL (O.S.) You were seen with Consul Blackwood. You have chosen a side. ANGLE ON THE TIME TRAVELER

The timer ticks down at a speed much faster than once per second as the Time Traveler runs through time. Once it reaches zero the room vanishes in a traditional firecloud explosion. And then they are in deep space. Nothing but stars swirled into galaxies and dusty nebulae as far as the eye can see. For a moment time ticks on at its normal speed while Eon is suspended, weightless, caught in the absolute nothingness of it all. Then, terrified, they run in the opposite direction. Backwards in time, through the raging fire, sparks 1,000 Kelvin hot that Eon can perceive but won’t experience. Back into the white box, with solid tiles underneath their feet, the combat boots they went to sleep in. Back through the untouched story of painfully white box and its single inhabitant. The Time Traveler pinwheels backwards through time. The explosion reverses. The timer counts up. But just a few minutes before the Time Traveler woke up, the box vanishes again, leaving them stranded in deep space once more. Editor’s Note: A few minutes before the Time Traveler woke up, the box speeds away under nuclear engines, accelerating from 0 to 6,000 meters per second in a single second. Annoyed beyond belief, they exhale. Forgetting for one horrifying moment that there is no oxygen nor anything else somewhere this remote, they attempt to breathe in. Now well and truly panicked, they fling themself forwards through time to the precise moment the station arrives. The moment the box appears, Eon collapses on the floor, gratefully heaving air into their oxygen-deprived lungs. Their eyes track the gray dots on the tiles. The body of their past self vanishes from the floor. THE GENERAL (O.S.) How many times have you gone back? THE TIME TRAVELER It had nothing to do with him or his policies. I was there to party. Editor’s Note: Policies that the Time Traveler only knows about because mere hours ago, at the End of the Earth party, Blackwood got sloshed on orange riocade and gossiped about his enemies. Terrorists determined to see cyborgs on top and humans at their feet–or under their wheels, as it were. War generals, indeed. THE GENERAL (O.S.) What had nothing to do with who? THE TIME TRAVELER Consul Alastair Blackwood. It was the End of the Earth party. How could I, of all people, miss it? The timer activates again. 60:00. 59:59.  THE GENERAL (O.S.) You still chose a side. In one hour– THE TIME TRAVELER This station will be blown up. I didn’t. I stand for nothing. I always have. The timer restarts. 60:00.  THE GENERAL (O.S.) How many times have you gone back? THE TIME TRAVELER Let me convince you I won’t interfere with your fight. THE GENERAL (O.S.) You can’t. THE TIME TRAVELER I’ll spy for your side.

THE GENERAL (O.S.) You won’t. THE TIME TRAVELER Then you don’t have a proposal. THE GENERAL (O.S.) I have– The timer rewinds one second. 59:49.  THE TIME TRAVELER A system of guarantees to protect your interests. There’s no place in your system for me to do anything. THE GENERAL (O.S.) How many times have you gone back?

The timer restarts. 60:00. 59:59. 59:58.

THE TIME TRAVELER You should spend more time with your kids, I think. Instead of obsessing over someone who’s not even involved in your fight. THE GENERAL (O.S.) I don’t believe I would ever tell you about my children. THE TIME TRAVELER (wickedly) You just did. We have an hour. Let’s talk. The timer restarts. 60:00. 59:59.   THE GENERAL (O.S.) How many times– THE TIME TRAVELER  I don’t have to leave this room. If you just go back to your little war you can tell me what happens and I’ll go back in time and report it back to you until you win. Editor’s Note: Once the war is won, the General has no reason to keep a time traveler trapped anymore. CLOSE UP ON THE TIME TRAVELER

They pace the perimeter of the room, still on the hunt for weak spots.  ANGLE ON THE CEILING THE GENERAL (O.S.) You could lie. The Time Traveler throws both arms up, in frustration and supplication, beseeching the metal heart of the device above their head for mercy or understanding. THE TIME TRAVELER Then I’d never get out! THE GENERAL (O.S.) You could always stop running. The timer restarts. 60:00. THE TIME TRAVELER (through the teeth) I admit I’m trapped. But you can never win. THE GENERAL (O.S.)

I don’t need to beat you, Time Traveler. I just have to make you lose. THE TIME TRAVELER I have a name. THE GENERAL (O.S.) I’m not interested. THE TIME TRAVELER I am just as much a person as the people you’re killing for. The timer fast-forwards. 33:50. 33:49. The Time Traveler jumps up and down in increasingly creative ways, arms reaching for the devices by the ceiling.  THE GENERAL (O.S.) You won’t– The timer fast-forwards. 29:46. 29:45. 29:44. The Time Traveler lays face-down on the floor. The timer restarts. 60:00. The Time Traveler paces around the perimeter of their insane asylum-type room.  THE GENERAL (O.S.) How many times have you come back? THE TIME TRAVELER

More than you could ever know. THE GENERAL (O.S.) You could always stop running. The timer restarts. 60:00. The Time Traveler sits with legs splayed, back to the wall, looking up at the speaker. THE GENERAL (O.S.) How many– THE TIME TRAVELER You’re fighting a war for people who are nothing like you. For your son who has no rights. And you have a daughter who has no heart. She was at the End of the Earth party and you wanted to tell her not to talk to Blackwood but you couldn’t. You couldn’t go to the ball, could you? You’re no general. You’re a wanted criminal. But I met her and you’re wrong. You said she sold her brother out for a government position but she’s just trying to help him from inside. Maybe she’s wrong to think it’ll work but she’s done better than you. And she misses you. THE GENERAL (O.S.) All that and you haven’t figured out that I won’t change my mind. THE TIME TRAVELER I’m not a god or all-knowing. All I did was talk to you.

THE GENERAL (O.S.) You may not be a god but you are certainly not human. The timer restarts. 60:00. 59:59. The Time Traveler paces in tight circles around the room’s center. Black nail polish flakes off their nails. A physical tick they’ve never tried to get rid of: worrying their nails down with their other fingernails.  THE GENERAL (O.S.) How many times have- THE TIME TRAVELER Let’s talk about what it means to be human. Your son is human even though he’s made of circuitry, metal and wires instead of circuitry, blood and bone like the rest of us. Am I not human because you’re jealous of my ability to walk through time or because you don’t understand how I can exist and that upsets you?  The Time Traveler glances up at the odious little timer. 59:01. Just under an hour to earn their humanity from an invisible man in the walls. THE GENERAL (O.S.) You’re unaffected by everything. You walk away from apocalypses. We grieve and you cartwheel away. You can change the course of civilizations. You can unmake people.

THE TIME TRAVELER  And if I could unmake you I’d do it in a– The timer rewinds two seconds. 59:37. 59:36. The Time Traveler, previously shouting furiously at the ceiling, now relaxes and projects serenity.  THE TIME TRAVELER    I can. How does that make me less human? THE GENERAL (O.S.) There is nothing less human than– The timer rewinds four seconds. 59:33. 59:32.  THE TIME TRAVELER  (unraveling) I can. Do you have any idea how lonely– The timer restarts. 60:00. The Time Traveler pulls themself off the wall and makes one last swipe for the ceiling. It remains hauntingly out of reach. Tiny slivers of black nail polish flutter in their wake.  THE GENERAL (O.S.) How many times–

THE TIME TRAVELER Stop it. Just stop. THE GENERAL (O.S.) You can always stop running away. THE TIME TRAVELER Then I’d be walking into my own death. THE GENERAL (O.S.) Is that so bad? You’ve already stolen more time than any human will ever know.  Editor’s Note: This, at long last, is the only method of earning humanity from the General. In that eternal moment where the Time Traveler finally knows the fear of death, the General will recognize their humanity. Redemption equals death. Meriting humanity through martyrdom. Better to die a human who has loved and lost than to–oh, you know how it goes.  THE TIME TRAVELER I live just like everyone else. THE GENERAL (O.S.)

Well, you have all the time in the universe to decide. I only have to wait an hour. THE TIME TRAVELER This is inhumane. THE GENERAL (O.S.) Fortunate for us, then, that you are not– THE TIME TRAVELER I am human. I am human. I AM HUMAN. I AM– The timer restarts. 60:00.  Editor’s Note: It would have been kinder and easier just to put the Time Traveler down like a sick dog. THE GENERAL (O.S.) How many times have you gone back? The timer restarts. 60:00. 59:59. 59:58. 59:57. 59:56. 59:55. The Time Traveler curls up in one corner of their miserable little white box prison and buries their face in their arms. 

[drackenart]

Firecloud, the ever-irritated medicine cat of SkyClan