Take the pain take the pleasure %01 i'm the master of both

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.

_{Refresh/Reload}

Take the ^pain take the ^pleasure , i'm the ^master of both
IP: 68.6.182.238
Posted on December 17, 2009 at 05:56:47 AM by Entertainer

(will post pic soon)

The simple rhyme washed through his cranium like a tsunami. As soon as his ivory form had left the Cavern of Secrets, his pitiful mind had beserk. Old songs, past loves, and of course, the HOT sex. That was when he had lost his "virginity" to a bitch in-heat. All the while, snowy paws guided the slender corspe over the obstacles and distractions. Chocolate pools washed over his dark, but yet warming surroundings with a form of longing, wishing he could have this mystical labyrinth for his home. Ghostly auds listened to the orchestra of caws sounding overhead, intent on finding the maker of the sound. Black figures glided overhead in the thick canopy they called "home". Appendages pushed further on, willing him to keep exploring this wonderland of malice. His scenting organ tingled as a familiar scent hit his sensors. Female. One with power, too, by the the evident strongness of the fresh marking. Orbs peered at the darkness that seemed to slowly creep in, threatening to strangle an unsuspecting victim to death. Many bodies of fallen lupines littered the terra-firma, giving it a scarlet kind of glow. This place wasn't that bad after all. Clean, cloud-white haunches met the earth within seconds and stayed there. Ivory daggers were revealed as his lips curled in a smart-ass smirk. Not a challenge, but just a playful howl left his organs and echoed through the foliage, birds scattering briefly, but quickly reuniting. His pelt was already thickening and his thin, summer coat, was shedding. He settled to ripping out the loose tufts while he waited.

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sick little games - By pendulum December 18, 2009 at 07:18:20 AM
Let me ^entertain ya till ya ^scream - By Entertainer December 22, 2009 at 08:33:10 PM
sick little games - By pendulum December 26, 2009 at 02:39:17 AM

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