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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Posted on December 18, 2010 at 03:24:44 AM by Devil May Cry
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Sun kissed pupils watched the ess's lips curl back humorously. Well that was good. She would get nowhere without a slight bit of humor around here. Pricking his tuners to her lyrics, he simply laughed out loud. Without warning, the bronc lunged in toward her shoulder, chompers aimed to take a good chunk out of it. He figured she would dodge but at least it would teach her that he wasn't always going to bite harmlessly at the air. She would need to learn. Not good enough! He yelled as he pulled away, anger and disappointment in his golden pools. Stepping back, he eyed her and started pacing, the adrenaline already racing through his system and he couldn't sit still any longer. He shook his head slowly as he walked. You can't keep blaming everyone else for what you've become. You should be proud of every scar on your body. You should become stronger from it. Blaming them for whatever the hell they did to you, it's stupid and pointless and will get you nowhere, especially with me. He stared straight back into her gazers at the last two words, hoping she got the point. Find better answers. He mumbled and started pacing again. What was wrong with him, actually trying to teach a stranger something. This wasn't like him at all. Usually when they did something wrong, he would take out the trash so to speak. His blood was pumping though and he was getting restless. He wasn't used to socializing with anyone for too long, especially a strange female he didn't give a fuck about. This would have to end one way or another. Taking in the anger in her twins, he sniffed indignantly and let a cruel laugh fall from his lips. Your words don't mean shit to me to any of the other pack members of Malignant. Actions prove more. I doubt you would know how to kill a flower even if it stood still. You're not doing anything for yourself. He revealed his deadly fangs in a malicious grin as he continued pacing. Stopping and turning to face the jezebel once more, he sighed. One more time. What makes you think you're worthy of Malignant Felicity? His canary globes pierced her through and through. He could tell she wanted to fight back, to defend herself with more than words. Good. At least it meant she wasn't a coward but she would also need to learn to control her temper, to only act when she has the authority to. As one of Queens' favorites, Devil could do as he pleased on the border. He could allow you in on probation, he could kill you without a thought, or he could tell you to take a hike. He'd already done two of the three on many different occassions because so far no one had impressed him enough to allow entrance. This was his home, god dammit, and he wasn't about to just let some pansy walk in. Pendelum had already made that mistake once in his opinion but then that was none of his business so he shrugged it off. His lobes pricked, hearing her growl and he laughed louder this time, glancing at her pearlies like they were nothing more than plastic replicas. You are no threat to me. I could tear you limb from limb and not even break a sweat. Turning swiftly, it was only a second more and he was nose to nose with the vix, his honey colored lanterns staring straight into her own. Do you want to break me in half right now? Do I make you angry? Too bad! He growled the last part and stepped back to continue pacing. Your anger means nothing here unless you make it something. I don't think you're up to it. |
Replies:
- no time to wallow in the mire - By Reenoch December 18, 2010 at 07:11:20 PM
theres never time for wallowing - By Devil May Cry December 21, 2010 at 06:17:33 AM
light my fire - By Reenoch December 21, 2010 at 01:48:31 PM
read the manuel on matches first - By Devil May Cry December 22, 2010 at 06:45:45 AM
ill burn the brightest in your arms - By Reenoch December 22, 2010 at 07:56:06 AM
not the loving kind, sorry - By Devil May Cry December 24, 2010 at 05:18:40 AM
misunderstandings are misunderstood - By Reenoch December 24, 2010 at 02:52:03 PM
i don't think an understanding is possible - By Devil May Cry December 25, 2010 at 04:10:23 AM
nothing is impossible - By Reenoch December 25, 2010 at 02:55:08 PM
only if you believe it and make it so - By Devil May Cry December 30, 2010 at 07:18:48 AM
anything can happen if you beiieve - By Reenoch December 30, 2010 at 02:26:40 PM
keep believing and let me know how it works for ya - By Devil May Cry January 3, 2011 at 07:13:05 AM
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