"I captured my girlfriend once," Pierce hummed with a snort. "Tortured the hell outta her. That was, obviously, before we became a thing. Anyway! At least you're not being tortured. Right now." She pointed out with a smirk.
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anarchistthrones is dead
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Music leaked from the beats headphones around her neck, loud and scream-y. "You, superhiro." She greeting with a nod, tilting her head off to the side. "What's that?"
//rushed, almost out of time ;-;
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She frowned. "Hirobabe..." How sad. How heartbreaking. She should write a song about it. Definitely a really scream-type one. "WHY THE FUUUUUUCK?" Cue traditional Pierce response. "MY BABY BROTHER? GIVE HIM BACK, YOU VULTURES!" Annnnnd, quoting the band she was named after. Pierce was so weird.
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"GIMME SOME GOD DAMN TASKS, VULTURE!" Pierce wailed by way of greeting. Fun.
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"Nev, babe? You 'kay?" Pierce questioned slowly, raising an eyebrow. Stupid. She'd just answered that. But still, smol gay was worried sick.
//track
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Oh, he was pissed. Not only had Faithy put minimal effort into his account, but he was being shoved away from the warmth of his siblings and mother. What the heckie? This was completely unfair. There he was, all snuggled and cozied up with his brothers and sister and then bam! He had been shoved out into the world in a violent display of blood and gunk. An angry mewl escaped the thrashing newborn's mouth, a weak cry that grew stronger with every breath.
//Sorry for late ++ lame post, I was sick ;-;
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The tiny snow leopard had traveled a lengthy distance to get here. It was funny, really, how he'd ended up in his mother's clan. The Ex-Exiler frowned, pitching his tiny voice out across the border. "Yoooo! I'm Congregationalcub. I'm here to join whatever the fuck this place is," He declared with an egotistical smirk. Wow. It certainly was... Colouredclan. "Duuuude, it's like some gay dragon vomited over here. Man, this place is kind of fucked up. In a cool way, of course." The Decoratedtrash spawn announced, yawning. His tail flicked back and forth, impatience practically flowing off of his fur.
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A grin tugged at the self-absorbed mammal's mouth, pulling his mouth into an almost sarcastic grin. "Poh, am I spook-scary? Don't worry, little lovely. I don't each much." He told Dixon, giggling softly to himself. At Amberblaze, the animal huffed. "Why such a disappointed face? Am I not good enough for you, my dear friend? It's fine. I'm good enough for me." He then glanced at Bullet, the male let out a cackle. "Friends it is! And hey, nobody said it wasn't a fucking awesome gay dragon. I just said it looked like a gay dragon vomited." He directed the last statement at Leo.
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Shhh I don't' have a problem
I got rid of my seto I sWEARI need
A Pokemon emulator shit
Because
My mom smashed my DS
For punishment
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The little cat had never been fond of the seemingly endless limbo that inactive characters seemed to fall into, The giant plot hole, the lack of aging... It totally ruined his aesthetic. He flicked a fuzzy tail idly. Well, Mostly fuzzy. The black fur had two white fins sticking out of the sides. Decoratedemergency had been baffled when he'd come home with fish parts somewhere within plothole limbo. Anime and screamed internally. Connie just liked to swim. "Your favorite kid is back," He said simply.
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"It's simply becauze your minds are too simple to comprehend my greatness. I am Congregationalcub Loverist Tathamet Sixx." He had another last name but it'd been so long that Faithy would have to look it up. Pitiful. "J am the product of this clan's biggest ship in all of history: Decoratedtrash. As for my business," The egotistical leopard smirked. "I'm back, fuckers."
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"It was great because everyone thought it was great." Also, it had won the best crackship in the choice awards a while back. Boy, being a character that broke the fourth wall 24/7 was sure great! Connie looked directly at ylh through the camera like in The Office, smirking. In all realness, though, he did look pretty smug. "If Chase or Olvia or some such person is here, they could definitely tell ya. And little spider cat thing? Nah. I don't wanna get bug germs on my food. My feet might accidentally squash you -- that's what usually happens when you mix feet with spiders." He laughed at his own bad joke, shaking his head. Greymatter mentioned illness and injuries anhis entire demeanor changed for a split second. His face displayed a thoughful frown, as if considering the comment. It was gone as soon as it had appeared. Why should they know about his heart? People'd see him as weak and he probably wouldn't be allowed to spar, much less participate in raids.
Y'know? This was exactly what had gotten him killed the first time. Being prideful and not mentioning his heart condition. He really didn't give a shit, though. He was back now, wasn't he? This kind of 'I am endless' attitude would probably get him killed one day. For real.
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and thus, the Decoratedtrash spawn returns
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"Oh! S'about time somebody knew me!" Connie puffed his chest out. Boy, he sure acted a lot like a bitchy someone. Complete with his dad's weeaboo undertones! "Hey. At least I'm not as annoying as my mom- err, dad. Decoratedemergency. Who's a he. You know who I mean." He plopped down on the border, laughing to himself. "Wowie. Everyone really has disappeared, huh? It's you guys' fault. Why can't we be happy?" Once again, he stared at us through the screen. Don'cha love self-aware characters?
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there needs to be a reunion because Conny has been quite out-of-line
also he keeps breaking the fourth wallThreads?
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"To be fair," Connie huffed. He only tortured one guy. The rest he captured. He did it because he was hurting and lonely and confused. He wanted his family back, but he wanted his father's approval. Ask anyone. In fact, I distinctly remeberin him holding Annabelle's hand as he led her into Exiles territory. Like, she was so not intimidated that she asked Deccy nicely to let her go. Not saying that capturing everyone was an acceptable thing to do, but he wasn't in his right mind and he took pains not to hurt anyone. Call me biased, but I think he just wanted come home. Belial's love was very conditional at the time, though, and if Deccy came home he would have stopped "loving" him. That doesn't sound like a traitor. That sounds lonely. I mean, I'm just his, like, son, so I might have an unintentional bias." Con pointed out with a shrug. Upon hearing Impy's question, he grinned. "Here, there. Went for a vacation on Mars for a bit. Mostly just existing in BlizzardClan. I was a NPC!"
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Can I just have connie flirt with all of the adults
and everyone is faintly amused bc he's just a little kid and he has the worst pickup lineswalked up to Impavidstar
"Hey babe, do you have a life alert? Because I've fallen for you and I can't get up"Goes to Greymatter
"So, good lookin', do you know how to cure lovesickness? Becauase you're the only one that can heal mine" -
"Ew! As if I'd let some half-arachnid bum eat me." He stuck his tongue out at Hanako. And I bet you tast a thousand times worse!" He added with a childish huff. He turned away from Hanako to Greymatted. "Exactly! Someone with sense! Oh, and I used a paper airplane to get there. Duh." Hanako whined about aliens, drawing Connie's attention back to him. "As if! Parasitism is so last year. Even if I was an alien parasite, no way would I lay my eggs in your nasty body. You're so uninteresting that the probes would get bored and run out of batteries. I mean, look at you! I'm a leopard-fish-dragon and you're just some lame spider-cat. Gross. And bugs are 100% more likely to be aliens than fish-dragons." He argued sassily. If he could snap his fingers, he would have.
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rolls in quietly