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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A DARKER HALF
IP: 65.29.75.36
Posted on December 10, 2017 at 05:34:33 PM by Perdere


The roses have wilted…
...the violets are dead...
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It had been simply lovely, the way her blood had run down around her. It was the paint to their canvas, her body a living work of art, and yet it was so much more than just a painting. For pictures only came in two dimensions, and she was real, living, moving, reacting, and had evolved through three dimensions to land straight into four. Yes, their paint brush strokes were deep gashes across her skin, tearing skin from flesh, flesh from hair, but the blood that she spurted did not just run down her, it ran onto the ground. Droplet by droplet, it spread, soaking into the soil and staining it red. There had been sprays of arterial blood that had covered the pair of them, it had all been so beautiful, so picturesque. And finally, Perdere had found the term that suited him best - ‘sadist’. He enjoyed the pain others suffered, it had not mattered whether it was at his paws, or by Xarxes‘s teeth. What mattered the most was that he witnessed it, was that he saw everything. Had always wanted a partner in crime, had always wanted a friend, a colleague perhaps to share in this experience. But there had always been a small fear that perhaps it would ruin everything - the sharing. Pedere had worried that he would not enjoy as much if he was not able to inflict all of the damage himself… And yet he had found that that was not the case, not at all.

It all made perfect sense now - why he had always so carefully planned out each of his missions. He had wanted to inflict the most amount of pain possible upon his victims… But to those looking in, who exactly the victim was was not always obvious. Some of the time, it was though - the creature who was tortured, battered, and bruised was his target, a punishment for a wrong done to Akuji‘s father. But more often than not, his prey and his victim were not the same. More often, his expertise was shaped differently - the one tortured was innocent, one who did not need to feel pain, we did not need to be injured… And yet their friend, their parents, their sibling, their lover… Since it was their relation to another wolf that have gotten them into the situation. Their death was meant to be a sign, a message, a warning. It said it…

’You fucked up. And this is what happens when you fuck up. Try not to do it again… Thank you and have a great day.’

And always was his message loud and clear. But now that that he was free of Farant, he was a demon unchained from his bounds and bonds. Had he any need for Messages? Had he any messages to deliver? Perdere thought he would be happier to find himself free, able to choose who to go after. And in a way he was - it gave him the freedom to partner up with Xarxes. But at the same time, he lacked a certain… meaning. Purpose. And he so desired that… But for now he would be content with his new friend.

Many nights had passed since they had finished playing with their doll. They had pushed her to her extremes, until finally she broke… Or rather, broke further. She was already a fragile, crumbling thing held together only with Band-Aids and glue. And so her torture had been easy… And yet somehow less fulfilling. It was like having sloppy seconds to someone else… Knowing that she had already been torn apart, her spirit crushed. But she did fine. They had not kept her alive long, they had their way with her time and time again. And memories of that had not faded, not over these long winter nights. Only… It was not winter anymore was it? Was that why the queen was calling for them, then? Because it was spring time, and love was in the air and all of that shit. A time for life to be renewed… And yet to the very renewal of life, nature called for something to balance out its additions… It called for death. And Perdere and Xarxes would be only too happy to oblige call of nature. Perdere manipulated Akuji‘s body, and rose to his paws. How long had it been since Akuji had even controlled his body? After Katia had disappeared, Akuji‘s will to live had fallen. Perdere had succinctly taken control, thrown Akuji in the cage, slammed the door and locked it. And then of course, he proceeded to throw that cage in a ditch, cover it over with soil, and then set the land above on fire, so that Akuji would be forgotten forever. And he almost was… Forgotten, that is.

Perdere was in not far from the meeting place… He had made his den toward the interior of the pack, enjoying the doom and gloom of the path that led to his homey homestead. He had to admit, he much preferred the changes that had over take in this pack - it fit his soul, it fit his need. It was like a shadow image of his desires, dark and dreadful. And yet though he was near to the queen, he was not the first nor even the second to arrive. Draven was already there, dark, repulsive, vile wonderful creature that he was… And… A weeping lass who smelled so deliciously of the iron perfume of blood.

“Oh how cute, Draven, you brought a toy. Can I play with her? I’ll make sure not to get too rough…”

He turned his attention to the queen and bowed before her.

“Perdere, in full, reporting for duty. I regret to inform you that my better half shall not be joining the party anytime soon. Controls are mine fully, and I have no intention of allowing that to change. Now… Why exactly do you want us all here, vampire Queen?"

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The demons run circles…

...round and round in my head...


||Akuji is dead Perdere|| ||Untainted heart|| ||Malignant Felicity Epsilon|| ||Adult||





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