TRIGGERS

Below will be a list of themes that we consider triggering and something to take high notice of when adventuring further into our lore and server. You'll find these themes commonly and openly discussed without spoilers or major trigger warnings, as they're essential to the story of EXTINCTION.If you find these themes upsetting or grow uncomfortable with them, that's okay! The world of EXTINCTION is not for everyone and these themes are at times incredibly intense. You're not any less valid for feeling uncomfortable with the listed topics.

  • Body Horror

  • Gore (Mild and Extreme)

  • Body Modification

  • Kit Death

  • Elder Death

  • General Themes of Death

  • Cannibalism

  • Famine

  • Mass Murder

  • Torture and Pain

  • Kit Selling

  • Cults

  • Themes Related to Cults,

  • Love-Bombing

  • Manipulation Tactics

  • Religious Trauma

  • Extreme Sickness

  • Classism

  • Discrimination of Unprotected Traits

  • Misuse of Fictional Herbs

  • Smoking

THE BLACK MARKET

The Black Market is a large, low-roofed warehouse between the two bridges connecting The Society of the Flood's island to the mainland.Once a twoleg fish market, it has become the beating heart of the Society. Flood-born cats are the only ones allowed to set up shop, with Bluebottles patrolling to enforce this policy, but any cat of any faction may come to barter and trade. Feathers, sea glass, jewelry, shells, pearls, cured fish, piercings and even kits are sold here in exchange for a precious commodity: herbs.Not a single herb save for emberleaf and lavender grows on the Society's scruffy island of docks and shingles, leaving them almost entirely reliant on the imports of the market.

SHELL TOSS...Flat shells are carved with an X on one side and an O on the other. Cats like to bet on which side will land face-up after the shell is tossed high into the air.

UNDERPAW ADOPTION...This half-secret orphanage isn't exclusively for Flood cats; anyone can adopt a kit for whatever purpose, though they come at a price for outsiders...

THE DEADENDS...come back later.

MARBLE FALL...A marble is dropped down a board with pegs poking through the wood. Cats bet on which hole the marble will end up in at the end.

RAT RING...Two rats are pitted against eachother in a ring. Cats bet on which they believe will be the victor. The game is given its flair by the rats' disease-bred aggression.

THE LANES...come back later.

DARK FOREST

The Dark Forest is the region's only all-powerful deity. This collection of cats may have the living cats' interests in mind, but are not above playing favorites, having biases, and toying with the fates of the factions.Nearly all of the cats in The Dark Forest are cats who died before the Extinction or fallen souls from the former Starclan; only a small number are from the existing factions. Those who came from Starclan are those who protested the punishment of the original clans and were banished to the Place of No Stars.Today's Dark Forest is a twisted, convoluted force, neither purely benevolent nor entirely malevolent. Opposing schools of thought dictate its function, and it often operates in mysterious, unknowable ways.

THEIR DARK CONNECTION...The Dark Forest interacts more frequently with the factions than Starclan ever did, but thanks to their fear of the present-day Starclan's abuse, and their detachment from the afterlife, this communication is a little more difficult to achieve.- For Beasts and Blood, it is simple; The Dark Forest visits the Warlocks in their dreams, appearing to other cats as shadows or animal shapes. Forest-sent animals can be identified by their blood-moon eyes, a deep, unnatural sanguine red in shade.- For The Corvid Colony, the Dark Forest embodies either crows and ravens; very rarely, they will take the form of a hare. Oblivious to the creatures' true master, the Colony often assumes these visitations are designed at the hand of DEATH herself.- The Society of the Flood's fervent atheism makes communication nigh-impossible. These waterside cats write off Forest-sent apparitions as sea monsters from the depths below.- As for The Children of Starlight, The Dark Forest seldom even tries to reach out to the feverish cult. They know where The Children's loyalty lies, and choose to focus their efforts elsewhere, on the factions that may be more receptive to their attentions.

THE ETERNAL MIST...When Starclan separated the stars from the mortal realm, they took the pathway to the afterlife as well. Now, newly-departed souls are left to claw at the gates of The Place of No Stars, stranded between life and death.This hopeless space is known as the Eternal Mist - a void of thick fog that clouds the vision of the wandering souls.The Eternal Mist is neither here nor there. Its very fabric is thin, sometimes allowing souls to slip through and return to the mortal plane as lantern flies or ravens above The Colony's terrain. Rarely, souls are taken from The Mist deliberately, reincarnated or resurrected by The Dark Forest itself.Because the mist is so thin, souls may end up interacting with the mortal world in unusual ways. Their constant crying may be heard in the dead of night, or the giggle of long-lost kits. This is the source of inspiration for the folklore in Society of the Flood.Because this veil is so thin, the dead may interact with the living in unusual ways. Their constant wailing may be heard in the dead of night; occasionally, long-gone kits can be heard giggling far away. The Society's folklore is heavily influenced by these traces of death.

THE PAST

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THE FIRST SIN

When Shadow, Thunder, Wind, and River all lived peacefully together under the guidance and protection of Starclan, sharing the suffix clan. Their territory was facing problems of its own as humans began to become an ever more involved part of their lives; the rivers became polluted, the forest chopped down, the moors and fields turned barren and the swamps dried up. This followed them wherever they went, no stone left untouched by the human's imprint...Desperate times called for desperate measures as the strain of their ever-dying world was becoming their reality, inescapable no matter where they went.The first to give in to their struggling urges was Shadowclan; they had found little support in their sister clans when times grew hard. The sense of unity held under Starclan had become a false lie to them, and so they turned to other means of support; the cats of the city. Shadowclan found the city ever encroaching upon their territory, engulfing them one building at a time. Why shy away from this? Bloodclan - a collection of city strays - offered them a helping paw in adapting and so, Shadowclan offered them support in return.Meanwhile, the moorlands of Windclan were becoming inhabitable. They were feeling the effects of overhunting, suddenly hit by a famine that had no end in sight. Hunger drove them to insanity until they finally gave in to their most primal urges and tasted the flesh of a feline...Deep within the forest - isolated from the other clans - Thunderclans mind was slipping. A mad leader, spurred on by his equally deranged medicine cat, had become delusional with the "calls of Starclan." These visions were little more than the symptoms of poisoning following a toxin spill in their water supply. Under their false prophecies, a kitten was murdered and her blood spilt, staining the ground red.Whilst the other clans fell into misery and desperation, Riverclan had turned their backs on them entirely. Cutting themselves off from the other clans as much as they could socially, Riverclan had declined any chance to help. They did not offer a home to Shadowclan; Fish for Windclan; or Fresh water for Thunderclan. Instead, they scoffed and pulled away, but this only sealed their fates further.Declaring themselves more resilient than the other Clans, Riverclan did not know what was yet to come. A sickness drowned the clan, and almost three-quarters of their population fell dead. Old wounds and scars would begin to open again and fester with infection, whilst fatigue left other cats unable to twitch a whisker.Horrified at what their Clans had resolved to do, Starclan grew disgusted. The Clans must be punished! It had been decided by their ancestors, that these cats must pay for their crimes and show that the paths they walk down will only lead to further misery and madness.But, not every cat in Silverpelt believed in this method. Hitting a bad dog will not teach it to behave! A divide was caused, but it was an unfair divide; those cats that did not wish to see the Clans suffer anymore were bashed; fallen stars, they fell. These cats would end up in the Place of No Stars. For now, they were powerless. Left to endure the horror that was above to unfold.

THE EXTINCTION

During a gathering - Riverclan not present as they had not attended any gathering within the last four moons - Starclan sent an intense message to the Clans of Shadow, Thunder, and Wind;WE HAVE WATCHED IN TERROR AS THE CLANS HAVE COMMITTED ACTS NO MOTHER COULD LOVE. WE HAVE FAILED YOU, IT IS TIME THE STORY OF RIVER, WIND, THUNDER, AND SHADOW END. WE WILL RID THIS FOREST OF LIVING CATS IN HOPES OF STARTING ANEW AND LEARN FROM OUR MISTAKES.

FOR YOUR SINS, YOU WILL EACH BARE A BLIGHT.

SHADOWCLAN; AS YOU CHOOSE TO CONJUGATE WITH THE ANIMALS OF THE CITY, YOU WILL TAKE ON THE APPEARANCE OF BEASTS.

THUNDERCLAN; FOR YOUR TERRIBLE ACTS OF KIT SLAUGHTER, HAVE THE PARASITE OF FEAR ATTACHED TO YOUR MINDS AND SUFFER THE SAME TERROR THAT THE CHILD DID.

WINDCLAN; FOR YOUR CANNIBALISTIC WAYS OF CONSUMING OTHERS OF THE SAME BLOOD, BE CURSED WITH THE PAIN OF HUNGER FOREVER IN YOUR STOMACHS.

RIVERCLAN; WHILST NOT ATTENDING, YOU WILL-The moon began to turn red; a deep crimson, the colour of freshly spilt blood. Lightning crashed above them, become the boom of thunder followed. The cat's attention was caught as a voice just as deep and demanding followed the stormy sound.STARCLAN WILL NOT BE ALLOWED TO CAUSE THE EXTINCTION OF THE CLANS BECAUSE OF THEIR IGNORANCE. THE ACTS OF THE CLANS WERE ACTS OF DESPERATION, CRIES FOR HELP; CRIES THAT STARCLAN HAVE BEEN DEAF TO.Stars began to fall from the sky. Fear and anger washed across the three clans in a way Starclan had not predicted, but the Clans were powerless, only able to watch the back and forth between Starclan and The Dark Forest whilst their fates were hanging in the balance.WHAT’S DONE IS DONE! THE WATERLESS FLOOD WILL WASH OVER THESE TERRITORIES. MAY YOUR DEATHS BE AS PAINFUL AS THE DEATHS CAUSED AT YOUR PAWS, THUNDERCLAN AND WINDCLAN...Before any cat had a chance to process the horrors about to await.Starclan were gone, and the clear blue sky turned black and starless, only the moon left to watch mournfully as panic spread across the three attending clans. However, their fates were not entirely sealed.Do not fear. Whilst Starclan may aim to exterminate this place, there will be survival. There cannot be a Starclan without The Dark Forest and so long as we exist, there will be clans on the mortal earth. The Place of No Stars will guide you through this Extinction.With that, the gathering was over. It was clear that these living cats - those that had survived the horrors they faced - were little more than pawns in the grand scheme that Starclan were plotting. Each clan went home, anxiously awaiting The Waterless Flood...