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    FRAGILEPAST

    "TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'

    Though folks had gathered for another meeting that would have normal undertones, they would not be getting that. Fragilepast found himself in another dilemma. Taking one last look at the crowd before speaking, he then went to speak, only to be pulled away from his thoughts by an unwelcomed guest. The panther's gaze calmly rolled over to Rhaelarys. He listened close. As his words progress, his body began to tense, fur sticking up, and his eyes flushed crimson. How dare he insult a grieving man. How dare he insult the King. In truth, he was disgusted by this sudden appearance. To think that this man was challenging him to a battle to the death was absolutely pathetic. "She saw past that, you know." No. Sekhmet did not. "But to call me my father is a lowly comment to make now, darling." The panther arose to his feet. "I am nothing like that son of a bitch. My children are safe, aren't they? They aren't tortured by me." Yes, they were. "You are a liar." No, Fragilepast was the liar. He spoke what he thought was his truth, but was not the reality before them. His children, lovers, and others had all been effected by his ruthless ends and greediness for power, despite how much he denied the harsh reality.


    He tilted his head, challenging his so-called opponent. "So, please," he cooed. A smirk twisted upon his lips. The panther shot his crimson gaze towards the male, looking him directly within the eye. "Bite me," the male finally snapped. "The King of Hell does not die. He only returns home." And with that, he turned back to his crowd. "On with the meeting-"

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    FRAGILEPAST

    "TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'

    /Permission given from valkyrie -


    Pandora's box was a mystery to all, but not so much to the former leader who had stayed many years within it's captivity. Fragilepast, though, did not it's secrets. Even after his prolonged corruption and loss of powers due to the box's effects, he still did not know the root of the box's true power. The King was interested, yet disgusted. An unpredictable box was not welcomed by an unpredictable man, especially since his wife was once it's captive victim. Yet, here he was, looming over it with glazed over gaze as he sat in thought. What did this box power did this box truly hold? It's burden on his wife was devastating, but yet, he was still interested in knowing what could cause such a destruction on someone's mentality that would leave her to become that thing or for him to become corrupted. He was ever so curious. And like many said... curiosity killed the cat.


    His paw grazed the top of the box loosely. The gears on the box began to turn at his touch and a low groan emerged from it's features. The top arose off the top and the panther stepped back in surprise, his gaze widening at what was happening before him. As the top pulled away, black tar began to seep up from the inside and leak out of the sides in a fury. It sploshed across the ground, splashing onto Fragilepast. He reeled backwards in disgust, but continued watching intrigued in what would happen next. Yet, he wouldn't like what would come next.


    Unknowingly, his wife wandered up from behind. Fragilepast's head whipped around, but he did not see his wife. The soul before him was cold, corrupted, and uncontrollable as she- no- it walked in the direction of the box mindlessly, as if it was being controlled by the box. The sight made the hair on his scruff raise. His paw whipped around to grab her by the leg and bring her to the ground so she could not be taken away, but she walked past as if it was nothing and pushed him away with a strong thrust of her paw that mimicked a flick. His body flew and his head smashed into the side of the cathedral. Pain etched at his sides and ran down his spine. Nevertheless, he had to continue. Love would not slip through his paws ever again, especially after he found a good one.


    The leader turned. When he turned, only the smoke of her soul leading into the box and an empty spot where her body used to lie. He dove in the direction, but was too late. With a loud slam, the top closed and one final high pitched screech left the box. Finally, a locking noise sounded. Scrambling, his paw to the box's sides and began to paw at it frantically. But nothing happened. Minutes later. Nothing.


    Nothing.... Nothing... Nothing.


    Defeated, the panther laid still. His eyes that were once fixated in awe were now fixated at the box's features in disgust. Why him? Why always fucking him? Why the fuck was there always something that didn't go his way? The frustration was piling up as his thoughts raced, but soon enough, his frustration left in one big display. "FUCK." The yelled boomed across the cathedral, setting the background behind him alight. Power surged throughout his body as he did so. Once again, the King of Hell was back to his old lover. When he could not afford the natural love he did not deserve, he preferred the facade of power and living in a golden world full of the disasters of torture, whiskey, and a good smoke. It was a coping method, but a rather enjoyable one. Living life to it's fullest, he supposed.


    But yet, something inside him could not be replaced. The love he was given was lost and this feeling could not replace it. As the thought grazed his mind and the realization came into reality, the panther's flames faded away from the throne room's decorations and began to fade away into smoke. His paw moved over towards Pandora's box one final time. As he scraped his pad against the red ruby, the shadowkeeper's cheeks pulled back and a twisted smile emerged. Oh, the irony. Satisfaction, especially in the nastiest of ways, brought the cat back to his fullest potential.

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    FRAGILEPAST

    "TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'

    Had he? Fragilepast did not think he heard enough of his failure then. He proceeded as he wished, his jaws clenched together the whole time practically. How? Just how? How do you fuck up this badly? Two cripples. One a child. How do you not catch them? It's actually fucking ridiculous what this man couldn't do, considering his larger size as a wolf... facing what? Three mere cats? Maybe one large one? Lord knows the devil had no mercy and right now, he was trying to hold back in hopes that he wouldn't make a god damn bad impression on the rest of the clanmate that might just show up to this fucking shitshow..


    Hereeee we go again! Mingan this, Mingan that! "Then why don't I see a cripple at my paws, darling?" he asked dully. "Also, to note, I've filleted my own children and lovers before." Noy his proudest moment. Power usually got to his head. Combine that with anger issues and then you've got a major problem on your hands. So yes, he was a demented lil cunt who needed to flaunt his destruction in the moment. "Three of each to be exact, so please, explain yourself." A scoff left him. "Since you're so special for killing a relative." Twisted upon his cheek was now a smirk. "Family doesn't end in blood, now, does it, boy?"

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    FRAGILEPAST

    "TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'

    hmm, i assume doing some sort of open thread together might help.

    so i'd let it develop and then once it goes into that supportive stage(since he's a major cunt anyways), we can switch to private?

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    FRAGILEPAST

    "TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'

    The male began to burst out inlaughter sarcastically, only to suddenly stop and look Soundcheck in the eye with a devilish glare. "A FUCKING WHEELCHAIR?" he hollered dramatically. "A FUCKING WHEELCHAIR?" A paw aimed to graze Soundcheck's face lightly(at least what he considered light) as he aimed to slap him on the cheek. "YOU FUCKING PATHETIC PIECE OF SHIT." Too much? No. Not in his opinion. At least currently he was speaking his opinion and getting his opinion out in a different way, even if that meant screaming into the void known as Soundcheck. "YOU GOT YOUR ASS KICKED BY A DUDE IN A WHEEL CHAIR AFTER PROCEEDING TO LET A CHILD WITH A BROKEN LEG RUN AWAY." How the fuck did he manage to lose that bad? He had all of his limbs and the powers needed to gain them back. It was fucking insane that Soundcheck even let them beat his ass.


    His paw lowered to the ground slowly while his other paws had their claws piercing the ground menacingly. "I bet you lost them because you're too afraid of beating a fucking cripple," Fragilepast disgustedly spat.

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    FRAGILEPAST

    "TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'

    //welcome to the club!


    The male's eyes narrowed across the plains as he walked, looking at the figures from afar. Fragilepast had no clue what to expect from the situation he was approaching at the moment, but as he grew closer he was ensured that this was a rather friendly meeting. Nothing like his last. If Soundcheck bitched about the Thunderlands or Mingan again, the male would start to holler and practically breathe down Soundcheck's neck till he snapped even further. For now though, all was pleasant. Just as he preferred life to be.


    A pleasant joiner, it seemed. "Welcome, darling," the shadowrunner echoed as he came to Soundcheck's side, offering a slight nod to those who had gathered beforehand. "If you wish to stay, you may. Just don't do anything stupid or else I'll be having your pelt." And no. He was not kidding. "Otherwise, you'll be fine." Of course, she'd have to do her duties, but he didn't do his in the first place and now he's leader. Somehow things worked out the way he wanted. A little push and shove here and there never hurt someone...

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    FRAGILEPAST

    "TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'

    It had been awhile since they held a meeting. Though, that was truthfully his fault. Fragilepast was inactive and he knew that, but from now on, his ass would be on a roll until the day he died. Living life to it's fullest was his mission and laying around drinking a bottle of whiskey while cigarette smoke blew out the corners of his mouth wasn't exactly ideal in the moment. Instead he needed the rush of the power. What a motivator it was. With that in mind, his voice surged throughout the clan. "SHADOW VEIL GET YOUR ASSES OVER HERE!" came the pather's powerful roar that boomed through the cathedral's halls. They would need to attend this meeting or else someone was getting their ass stripped of a promotion chance, along with their position if they had one. For now, he waited. Though, he was very impatient, so they'd better come quick...


    //First off, apologies for my inactivity. I had been busy with many things, from site-creating, college midterms, and plenty of other things that came up over time. So please excuse me for that. I'm truly sorry. Second of all, I'm noting your attendance in this meeting, so keep close!

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