Don't <sup>trip</sup> off the clips that i'm gonna <sub>display</sub>

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.

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Don't ^trip off the clips that i'm gonna _display
IP: 68.6.189.189
Posted on January 8, 2010 at 06:34:58 PM by Entertainer

His alabaster hide was well hidden against the snowy-red floor. Entertainer had just made a kill and it had stained his pelt a sort of pinkish color. A dark chuckle eased from his ebon scars as a funny thought crossed his mind. Your parents always told you never to eat the yellow snow, but what about red? His pink muscle lolled out just enough so he could give the red slushie a try. It wasn't that bad, just blood watered down with snow. His paws continued to move at a slow jog toward the newcomer and the wolf he considered an idol. Devil had left his scent on alot of carcasses lately. Not to mention, the Alphess. Queens couldn't cover up everything, but she could try. She was lucky Pendulum hadn't caught up with her. Entertainer had stayed in the shadows, waiting for her to leave so he could chat with Devil, but a small hare had jumped straight in front of him and he couldn't resist a midnight snack. The two ebon wolves appeared a few feet off so he decided to just make himself known. His paws crunched the pink mixture of snow/blood as he made his way to the side of Devil. There was absolutely no sneaking up on that guy unless you wanted decapitation. His tongue slid in his mouth, creating lyrics that flowed to his auds. Banner raised to Omega, Entertainer sat down.

Hey, I'm Entertainer. A little bird came by and told me that you're name was Devil May Cry. Am i right?

He looked over to the submitting wolf and chuckled. This brujo didn't look like Malignant material, but that was for Queens or Pendulum to decide.

Replies:

Don't judge a book by it's cover. - By Jesse January 8, 2010 at 08:30:04 PM
books are never as entertaining as me - By Devil May Cry January 8, 2010 at 09:03:13 PM
Fuck the entertainment ^{I'm the only star here} - By Queens January 8, 2010 at 09:25:46 PM
As you are - By Entertainer January 8, 2010 at 11:15:08 PM
Send me to hell - By Jesse January 9, 2010 at 11:18:59 PM
too late, you're already here - By Devil May Cry January 10, 2010 at 02:35:13 AM
Jesse>>> - By Dee January 10, 2010 at 03:45:19 AM

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