Posts by NIGHTMARESTAG

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    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    The Shadowkeeper herself. A piece of him hadn't expected to be greeted by the royalty so immediately but, given the scent he was currently wearing, it was not surprising. Another thing all the clans held similar: they couldn't separate a clan from a person. Nightmarestag inclined his head in polite greeting, as if he hadn't been so rudely interrogated, and uttered, "I did not come here as a Sunclan member, rather someone seeking-" He trailed off, a hint of a smile curling his maw as his amber gaze landed on the very person he had been intending to see. "An old friend."


    If that was what you could call it.


    His smile broadened a tad at Fragilepast's purposeful affectionate graze against Sekhmet, golden eyes dropping for a moment as he shook his head with some amusement. He wasn't here to take back a relationship, even if it had been his and he was a touch... possessive; he didn't expect his former mate to break a vow. But Nightmarestag still held him in his heart. A warm beacon to a previous life to look back on and remember fondly. Not chase. "Quite a mess in the Thunderlands," remarked the cannibal, not hinting to whether he was talking about the murderous note he had left or the infamous trial Deutschland had started.


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    News of Fragilepast's... issues had spread like wildfire, leaping from tongue to ear with hot spirit. The clans were all similar in one way, at least, they were all gossipers with wagging little tongues. Like the one he had ripped out of some Sunclan warrior's mouth. They had decided to spin the gossip with some of their own opinion, rudely ripping into the former Thunderlands leader, assuming that Nightmarestag would agree with the insults. A terrible, yet delicious mistake.


    The Maine Coon picked himself delicately across the terrain, amber gaze sweeping over the horizon before he brought himself to an elegant halt in front of the border. No need to begin this little visit with some Shadow Veil member pouncing on him for trespassing. He rested himself down on his hind-quarters, curling his tail around his paws, wanting to settle himself down before speaking. "I am here to speak with Fragilepast," he said calmly, "A personal matter, if you will." He believed that covered his reason for being here, though he imagined many would try to weasel more information out of him. Any prying eyes would immediately be placed on his dinner menu.


    [ Fragilepast ]

    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    Interesting. Well, that was one word to describe the newcomer but to Nightmarestag he certainly was. "Welcome to Sunclan," greeted the Maine Coon as he came to an elegant halt nearby, his warm amber gaze locked onto Dizang, "I am Nightmarestag."


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    [ /bump ]


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    the former vice-leader of Thunderclan, Hannibal Lecter, is now in Sunclan and goes by Nightmarestag. since Beck was chained up on the border, Nightmare now has his sights on Shadowclan. he's trying to keep his name good in Sunclan so anything he does will be private and will erase the memory of who did it so no one can identify him.


    so post here :3

    the only thing he won't do is rape


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    He had a feeling any attempt to help Beck would only result in a few insults and some prideful shouting about not needing assistance. But he couldn't exactly leave him chained to the tree. The feline circled around the tree, pausing for only a moment to stare in the direction where the Shadowclan scent seemed to trail off. A new enemy. A rude one too. Nightmarestag placed a paw on the chain, attempting to use his enhanced strength to snap the metal rings and free Beck. There was no point in asking if the creature was alright; he wasn't and would probably get pissed off anyway.


    [ unsure if i could powerplay the chains or not so ]


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    "I am sure I will," mused the feline quietly to himself, golden eyes returning his captor's assessing stare with one of his own. A fellow cannibal choosing select cuts? Judging by Henry's rusted tools, which would probably give him some sort of disease to look forward to, no; someone trying to eat their meat would try to keep it sanitized to some degree.


    Slammed onto his back, the feline released a pained grunt, amber optics flashing with varying degrees of unadulterated anger. The things he would do in return. Then Henry came at him with some rusty nails. Nightmarestag aimed to grab a hold of the paw holding the nails to push it away from himself as he remarked, "Pain then. Does it make you feel like God? These sorts of things must feel good to God too. He does it all the time." Ultimately, he was aware of the fact that he was going to get hurt. He'd been through worse. Pain was just... temporary.


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    Oh, he couldn't wait to eat this one. Ears twitching back against his head as he was smacked, the Maine Coon righted himself into a stiff sitting position, amber eyes boring a hole into his captor for a minute before he diverted his attention elsewhere. He dragged his tongue over his chocolate fur that had been mussed during his travel over here, as if he wasn't about to be tortured. "Shall I beg?" spoke Nightmarestag finally, his smooth voice calm and unwavering as he addressed his captor, "Is is the helplessness of your victims that drives you or the pain you try to bring?"


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    captured por favor

    ummm anything that's not permanent, i'd prefer if he didn't take anything

    though hen could tear up his ear or something pretty bad when trying to take it


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    most likely to almost drown in eggnog

    most likely to win an ugly sweater contest

    most likely to be scared of Santa

    most likely to stick their tongue to a frozen pole


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    lets seeeeee

    hannibal, hannibal the cannibal, cannibal, red, blood, death, stag, death's-head hawkmoth, momento mori

    umm

    idk

    just think sophisticated murder


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    well nightmarestag (formerly Hannibal Lecter in TC a while back) could be captured and he would totally mess with henry's head to manipulate him into becoming more psychotic

    even while he was being tortured himself


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    There were quite a few dragons in this world, weren't there? It seemed many sunk into the delusion of what power was. "Welcome to Sunclan, miss Khepri," uttered the Maine Coon as he came up alongside Ska'arq, clearly undeterred by being dwarfed by the pair of over-sized reptiles, "I am Nightmarestag, a pleasure to meet you. Would you like a tour perhaps?" He didn't quite know the territory of his new home like the back of his hand, but the way to camp he certainly knew.


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    gimme somethingggg :3

    pls


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    Well perhaps the members of his new clan didn't, but he carried out justice in his own manner. That wasn't exactly the point here, however. The chocolate-furred Maine Coon approached the trio on quiet paws, his warm gaze lingering on the nervous newcomer. Not wanting to toss another comment or question her way, Nightmarestag simply dipped his head in polite greeting to her as he came to a halt beside Gareth.


    killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.

    nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons


    He would have said the delicate form was odd to see but some of his clanmates in his former clan had been rabbits or deer for a time as well. As long as no one came along and tried to hunt her. "May I help you, miss?" inquired the Maine Coon politely as he approached, his warm amber eyes flicking over the stranger.