Malignant Felicity is a paradisaical abode to the faithful remains of a mighty pack. Once ruled by the magnificent wolf Genocide, now the wolves of this pack follow the laws of the Alpha Lance, son of Sorna, Beta and Genocide's best friend...
The sounds of crashing water fill your auds as you enter this tropical paradise. The tall trunks tower above you. The treetop canopy's seem to shade the beautiful land from the sun's rays. What a paradise this place seems. This place dubbed Malignant Felicity. As you draw closer to the boarders a stench slowly devours the air around you. The stench of death.
"Beware..." scream the birds from above you. "She kills for games. She kills for fun." Something deep inside tells you to listen. Your body tells you not to go no further. Do you listen or do you dare move into the pack borders. This could be a life or death decision...
Follow the Queen, or become a corpse that lines her border. The choice lies with you.
Replies:
- what else would it do irony - By Devil May Cry November 26, 2009 at 05:04:39 AM
New York Limits - By Bronx November 29, 2009 at 05:55:31 PM
limits can be a weakness - By Devil May Cry November 30, 2009 at 05:03:46 AM
Unless your Limits are limtless - By Bronx December 2, 2009 at 01:58:16 PM
well then they allow for freedom - By Devil May Cry December 2, 2009 at 04:09:16 PM
Even freedom has limits - By Bronx December 3, 2009 at 05:00:21 PM
can't deny that one - By Devil May Cry December 3, 2009 at 11:45:16 PM
SexyBitch - By Queens December 8, 2009 at 02:46:25 AM
well look what dragged in the cat - By Devil May Cry December 8, 2009 at 04:27:30 AM
The dead cat - By Bronx December 10, 2009 at 03:24:35 AM
There is nothing dead about this pussy - By Queens December 11, 2009 at 01:05:17 AM
that one is very much alive - By Devil May Cry December 11, 2009 at 02:22:19 AM