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 May 18, 2013 at 04:21:24 PM by kohaku
 I leave it to you to decide whether she lives or dies. He paused a moment, as if he was expecting her not to understand his words. Kohaku raised an ivory brow that was dipped briefly in rustic orange when he finally let go and neared her. She shied away from him, protective of that innocence of hers. He settled down next to her and the ess immediately stood in response. She didn’t want to kill. She told herself this. The femme did not wish to go against her mothers own rules that bound her as a healer. But… Koh was not a healer of any sorts. She was not her father’s daughter either. So, she stepped forward fluidly, entering the position Kazier had just left empty for her. She stood, looking the pathetic ess over and then she shot forward, bringing all her weight crashing down upon the intruder’s ribcage. Kohaku listened carefully as the ribs gave way, cracking. Surely the bone would somehow pierce the same organ that had drained the life from her first kill. Doubt is a terrible sickness, however. Kohaku was filled with it. Unconvinced of the damage, the valkyrie slipped forward and lowered her nape. She waited, for Kohaku was not a born killer—her brother might have been, but Koh had never been such a monster. Another moment passed and the miss backed away after finding that the breathing of the lady was strained, labored and struggling to keep itself steady. She patiently sat until the life was all but gone before she looked back up at the prince. Sure it made sense that he had not seen her since she preferred to dwell in her own thoughts… and apparently she liked to get her feelings all mixed up and wound up over Queens other son, Nikandros. She gathered her vocals together, ignoring the still warm corpse near her feet. “Should it not be I asking that question?” She paused, then exhaled, lowering her rigid nape. This male--- did he have the same thought process that she herself had? Not many did. A wise mind was better kept silent than be shared with others aloud. “Forgive me, I ignored you quite blatantly. No. I am not alright . I do not know what I am anymore.” She shifted unconsciously with discomfort. Had she really spoken her mind to the boy whom she had rarely seen, much less talked to? She did not know him well enough to be telling him those enlightened thoughts of hers. “Do not apologize, what is done is done. I do not wish to dwell on such trivial actions. Though it is true that I wish you had been the one to give her a death more swift than mine.” She was a hypocrite here, asking for forgiveness from him though she had refused to hear out his own. For her, he held more priority than she ever would. Everyone always did. Selfless, wise, mysterious Kohaku. She may have been forgiving but she never kept those feelings for very long when she was overrun by malicious thoughts. It is obvious that, seemingly kind, Kohaku packs quite a cruel punch within her. Now she lifted her portals to the male and spoke once more, not daring to break contact with him. “Who are you Kazier?” Damn she was talkative today. She stayed put, her fleeing instinct overrun by curiosity. She only knew the boy’s name and relation to Queens and his brother, if that’s even what he was, Nikandros. || kohaku || female || adult || Jeanne d'Arc x Scarface || malignant felicity || |
Replies:
- EMPEROR OF DEATH - By Kazier May 19, 2013 at 01:50:28 AM
| ɖrεαmïηg s†α†ε | - By kohaku May 19, 2013 at 08:53:27 PM
EMPEROR OF DEATH - By Kaizer May 26, 2013 at 02:42:29 AM
| ɖrεαmïηg s†α†ε | - By kohaku May 28, 2013 at 07:38:56 PM
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