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 January 29, 2013 at 04:29:19 AM by Devil May Cry
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She grins as if something inside her head is telling her to. Oh well, who doesn't have voices in their head? She seems to feed off of my confidence. I'm not arrogant, no, there's a difference between confidence and arrogance. I do not believe myself invulnerable or omniscent. I do not think myself unstoppable. I am merely confident in the skills I have trained. I am confident in my killing ability and my fighting ability. The rest are learn as you go for me. Word games? Not something I do with everyone, only the privileged few. As it is, I usually only talk to my alphess and a few select females. The rest get orders barked at them. She seems intrigued by my choice of words, her eyes glinting as she says that we'll meet sooner and that everything will be our victims. I grin, flashing fangs. I like the way you think. I like to think of it as creative to talk about killing dirt as long as we have. Who can say they're actually had a long productive conversation about killing dirt? I speak of killing now since she talked of it as her past. She tells me that she never sought fun from killing. This makes me tilt my head. No fun in killing? Where's the banshee who was just sitting before me? I wait though because she grows thoughtful, as if trying to find more to say. I am patient if anything. Then she tells me that she's neither weak nor elderly and she starts the party. In fact, she's the hostess. Now my grin is back, eyes flashing. She adds in that I won't be invited if she doesn't have a name. I chuckle a rough tone as I shake my head sadly. Don't you know? We've been talking of him this whole time? Devil May Cry, though most just say Devil. I do hope to see an invitation in my mail. I offer another wink, chuckling once more as I look around. Finally I blink as if noticing something and look back at her. Do you plan on staying out there all day or would you like to come in? I dare say the borders get a bit nippy at nightfall. My eyes gleam. Yes, I just accepted her into the pack, just like that. I could have left her waiting. I guess I'm a gentleman when I want to be. |
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- LAUGH CHILDREN - By CARNIVAL January 31, 2013 at 03:15:35 AM
&& you remind me of what i really am - By Devil May Cry January 31, 2013 at 11:23:27 PM
LAUGH CHILDREN - By CARNIVAL February 24, 2013 at 07:27:48 AM