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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AGAINST THE WALL , WE FALL FROM GRACE
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The Pain We Love Is Taking Shape




The man in red before her was secretive, yet he didn't seem to have the darkness they all shared in her palace. It interested her. He seemed to be holding something back, normally she was very good at reading other souls but this was not the case. He was a mystery - And it excited her. The first to arrive at her border and he was different from the outcasts. She admired it for the most part but something in her wanted to bust open his shell and see what exactly was so important for him to hold inside. The only downside to doing so would be her loss in interest afterwards - For he'd have no more secrets.

Her orbs watched him carefully as he bowed his crown to her. She grinned from ear to ear. "Hello, Motionless. It's so nice to meet you finally." So he was awaiting to meet her personally. "My name is Vulcan. And why I'm here? Well, I wish to join Malignant Felicity, become a warrior among your ranks. That is, if you'll have me?" The white Queen smiled at him, her grin toothy and pearly. "Vulcan, you are polite. Malignant Felicity would love to have a warrior such as yourself." She spoke, rising to her feet. "Welcome home."



"Now then, who all is aiming for what rank?"




"The pain we love is taking shape!"

A Burning Lust To Touch The Flame

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MOTIONLESS

|Adult | Contemptress | Love | Heirs | Queen of Malignant Felicity|
:: -Metalhead- ::


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