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PostSubject: Re: The Seven Deadly Sins   Thu Jun 25, 2009 11:30 pm





Wrath's honey hues scanned each individual, his evil glare moved from person to person. Sloth, Pride, Greed, Envy, Gluttony, Lust, and then. Wrath. The urge to win, be better, the power, strength, and most of all. The uncontrollable anger that lies within, wanting to escape, destroy, break and crush everything in his way. His eyes stayed on pride for a few seconds before speaking. "So your plan was to lie to each of us so we would come here? So there's no fight? No one from awhile ago wanted to take me on? What a waste of my time, if we were close to facing death, wouldn't we already be dead? How long have each of you lived this life now? Years on end? You expect us to believe that were each of these sins? What proof do you have that someone is coming for us?" He spoke with anger as his eyes narrowed at the girl, listening to the man who was supposed to be the form of Greed. His hues darkened as his eyes stayed narrowed. "What plan do you have Pride? Is there a layout of what were supposed to do? You must of had something planned, bringing us all here like this." His smug look showed his carelessness, he took another glance around the room, at each of the sins. They all did seem to fit in place. Each one looked to fit the part. Greed with his cold looks, Pride with her leadership qualities, trying to be the head of everyone, Lust with her luring eyes, Gluttony with his infatuation with food, Envy with his careless, sarcastic attitude, and Sloth, who seemed to be falling asleep across the room. Maybe she was right, but what good would it do if they all did stick together? What powers did these sins have, and were they strong enough to handle someone who had beat them over and over again? If what Pride says is true, we'll find out.



He listened carefully to the woman, who seemed to be the one who knew everything around here. His eyes fell to slits, it was obvious now that this wasn't some luxurious manner where he would be able to eat anything he wanted. He was curious to what the woman spoke of, powers, who they were, it all did settle in pretty well, but what was his power? Eating everything in sight? What kind of use would that be for people? He rested his head on his hand, inpatient and well aware that he wasn't one of the useful sins around here. The only thing he wanted to do was eat, eat and sleep, only to dream about eating more. He listened and nodded a couple times to what Greed said, they probably should stick together. His mouth lingered open for a few seconds before closing, all the questions would be answered, even his, he was sure someone else would speak aloud for him, if not he would eventually voice his opinion. This was very interesting, he was here with all these strangers, these sins, and he was probably the worst one there, probably besides Sloth who didn't seem to have the motivation to do anything but maybe take a nap here and there. He leaned back in his chair and continued to listen, maybe something interesting would come up that would point them in the right direction.



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PostSubject: Re: The Seven Deadly Sins   Wed Jun 24, 2009 2:04 am


The feeling grew heavier around him, the air itself beginning to bring down his body with every other person that entered the room. He wondered if he was the only one that felt it, but it was most likely because he was the oldest one in the room to begin with - he could tell the difference between a normal human being and whatever these people were from the beginning.
He could start feeling the personality of each sin already become evident to who they belonged to, it didn't take long before he knew who everybody was yet the woman seemed to have listed them out to them, Greed, Is that what he was? He would have chuckled if he wasn't in the body the sin was within.
Mia had given him a glance but his eyes only concentrated on the table in front of him. His head supported by his fist against his cheek as he heard the plot that seemed to have been from the past. He had to wonder how his previous life died with such a power - the threat was real to have been able to kill him. " Agreed. " Was his response soon after Sloth's sudden eagerness to reply, an impressive feat for a man of his state.
He began to ponder why this hadn't happened sooner, were these sins so picky as to not attach themselves to a body within the last century or so? But at the same time there seemed to have been a rather strange thought that the angel itself did not find Creed either. Perhaps it was because he kept his emotions in check but whenever he did use his powers it gave him everything he wanted. What more could you want than a Life?
He raised his head finally from the fixed state he was within and looked around at the room at the other responses the sins would make. " If she is correct then we all died because we were not together. I would like to believe that if you choose not to be part of her group than all of you are willing to risk the chance of dying. " He had explained, being cold as expected but logical in his little bit.

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PostSubject: Re: The Seven Deadly Sins   Tue Jun 23, 2009 4:58 pm


It was so hard to keep his eyes open in the tense silence of the room, while people continuosly seemed to come through the door. Before he could completely close his eyes, though, he took a quick glance around the room as the final person seated themselves. His eyes moved to the head of the table, staring at the strawberry-blonde with vibrant, purple eyes. The absolutely stunning woman seemed to be the person in charge of this meeting. His eyes moved sideways, to a silver-haired male with gloves over his hands. Luke cocked a brow; it was warm outside. There was no need for those.
Violet hues moved down the row, coming across the rather murderous-looking individual with red hair and fire in his eyes. Next to him, a slightly chubby man with pink hair. On the opposing side, a woman with beautiful curves dressed in a revealing outfit was beside him. Beside her, another man; this one was looking around the room as if expecting something. Looking for something, perhaps?
To the brunette, it was quite perplexing as to why these people were here, and what their business could have been. He recalled what his letter had said--Would you like to meet someone with special abilities such as yourself?--and he quickly realized that these people were like him in one particular aspect; powers. But how could so many people, seemingly complete opposites from each other, even possess powers? Why them? His mind was searching desperately in it's depths with no avail. What did this mean? Were they supposed to become superheroes or something?
The intensity of his thinking was making him drowsy, and he propped his elbows up on the table, his eyes beginning to drift closed only to snap back open and the woman at the head of the table caused a chair on his side of the table to violently jerk towards the wall, and violently jerk back inches away from it. He swallowed, understanding completely that this was no joke. These people...every one of them contained a strange power, and it was absolutely unnerving.
Then Mia began to speak, and just like that, it clicked. It made sense so quickly that Luke almost wasn't sure if it really made sense at all. But he had felt it all his life; that he was different than others, and not just because of his powers. There was something else that set him apart from the human race, there had been something keeping him from excelling and acheiving and wanting something in his life, and he didn't know what the hell it was. Hearing her speak like this, saying what they were, strangely made perfect sense to him, and he almost didn't understand why. The Seven Deadly Sins. He was a part of it.
His eyes went along with Mia's as they rolled down the table, saying what each person was; Pride, Greed, Envy, Gluttony, Wrath, Lust...Which left him, last, as Sloth. The lamest of the sins. She continued, though it was obvious that no one had completely wrapped their mind around what was going on. It must have clicked for everyone else, but there was no way they would be able to understand everything. This woman was the one with the answers; she was the person who would lead the way to victory.
What victory, though? He was certainly about to find out.
Her eyes lingered on him, and he swallowed, trying to take in the information that he had just received. "Join together...?" He questioned aloud, the first person aside from Mia to speak. It seemed as though he was about to speak furthur, but he shut his mouth. What use would he be to a team? Sleeping powers? Levitating? Sleeping while levitating? How was this of any use to anyone? He closed his eyes for a moment, gritting his teeth together, and coming to a quick realization that it was possible, if he was around the others, to fight this. He opened his eyes. "I'll do it."

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PostSubject: Re: The Seven Deadly Sins   Tue Jun 23, 2009 4:23 pm




When Mia announced they each had abilities, Juliette found herself turning her steel gray eyes to look at each individual in the room. Could they all do the things that she could do? Her eyes narrowed in the direction of the pink haired man who stepped in declaring they were all monsters. A fool like him shouldn't be graced with abilities! She leaned back in her seat, her hard steel eyes turning back onto the blonde. And this girl looked like she should be in a salon getting her nails done, what was she doing here with a room full of men?

Jealousy spread throughout her body, and she reached out with her pheromone ability in an attempt to draw the men towards her. She let the ability drift through the air, but nothing happened. Her eyes widened and she shot a glare over at Mia. The strawberry blonde pulled away from the table, waving her arm casually in the air as if she were dismissing a servant, and the only empty seat in the room, the one behind her, flew backwards towards the bare wall. It didn't collide, but instead, she drew it back towards her with another flick of her wrist. Juliette's breath caught in her throat as she looked for any strings or tricks in the room, but she couldn't spot anything. Had she really just done that?

Mia took a deep breath and dared a glance at the mysterious man sitting next to her, the one who had given her the flowers that she had set on the table. "We all have special abilities... The reason for this is because we are trapped in human vessels. These are not our bodies, but our souls are stronger then that of humans, so we can overcome them." Mia decided it was best to dive right in, she didn't want to beat around the bush and confuse them further; she knew of at least 2 people in here who would probably be dumbfounded as it was. "We are the Seven Vices, or Seven Sins, as you may call it. Each of us are the soul of a sin, trapped in a human body. Greed..." Her violet hues flicked towards Creed. She looked to Dante, and nodded towards him, "Envy. Gluttony." Her eyes fell on the pink haired man. Then her gaze traveled towards the red haired man. "Wrath." She rolled her eyes as she looked towards the pink haired woman, sighing, "Lust." And then she finally looked to the slouching man at the corner of the table, a smile spreading across her face. "And Sloth."

She waited a moment for this to settle in before quickly conitnuning, "You have probably already noticed things about yourself that are different from others. More sexual feelings, desire to take, eat or tear someone apart. Or to sleep..." The smile lingered on her face as she referred to each of them. "But..." Her smile faded as she walked away from the edge of the table, walking around it slowly. "We were trapped in these bodies by an angel long ago. Sealed in human vessels for centuries, and never have all of us been gathered in one spot until now." A satisfactory grin spread across her purple painted lips and she stood on the opposite end of the table now. "But the angel's decedent is still out there, seeking to destroy us all..." She paused, then looked towards Luke. "We have to join together and finish this off so we can all move on and rid of these human bodies." Her purple hues traveled towards Creed, wondering what each of them would have to say in response to this.





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PostSubject: Re: The Seven Deadly Sins   Sun Jun 21, 2009 9:59 am




The centuries passed and his soul crossed many dimensions. The memories that flashed away like blurs, then they vanish and replaced and replace with new ones.
His name changed, his memories revampred to new ones but...the feelings has never changed. The deepened hatred. The desire to be preceive of what others have and to have the person lack with what they obtained. His soul burnishing like never-ending flames of jealousy, the heavy need to steal a greater amount of what others have.
He barely really remember where he started and where it ended. Perhaps it never had an ending. He wasn't too sure...
He remembered the many times he had temporarily left his identity to be like someone else. To leisurely and selfishly be indulged into the life of the other person's life.
Their every bit of wealth, their every bit of lust - All belonged to him for a second.
And when he felt sick, tired and bored with what he had, he threw them away and then continued moving on. As time fly past quick, each and every three years or so he will be reincarnated with a new name, a new identity. Until he could barely really remember who he really is.
The past seem endless, until he couldn't remember who he really was anymore as he keep taking different lives as each centuries passed. Running away from his encagement for a long time...every single generation changed, and Envy couldn't keep track of what is the present anymore. They cycle never stops and he had no knowledge or the single bit of prediction of when it'll every stop.

But the emotion, the permanent indiviousness remain in his very soul. In his every single being. No matter what life or body of a human being he took over, no matter how long he had experienced the counts of every lives he had existed in.
He didn't feel the need of trying to be accustomed to this hatred that never seem to go away. The resentment he had toward others and always accumulating the murderous thoughts of wanting to ruin the lives of those that have better things than him. The lives of the people he lacked superior quality, perfection, everlasting happiness from. The desire for the other person to lacked it. All of it. To see the person living in their miseries...experiencing loss...experiencing guilt...the lacking everything they wanted and dreamt of.
He wasn't accustomed to this, he is meant to be like this. He is born to be like this.

That is until he heard the voices that whispered in his mind.
They sounded like the truth; They whisper with such gentleness that only he could embrace...
The kind of gentleness that voiced faintly..

Must you let him take everything that you should have...?

Crush his every dream...crush his every hope...He doesn't deserve this happiness...

You deserve it all...

Why wait? Do something about it. Do something to get what you want...

Don't you understand? They don't deserve to be happy...You must take it all away..


And with these whispers to tell him what he truly is...
Every single life he has live, with every single different singularity...
He still remain as...Envy.

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Dante was born in a family of having his step-mother around at that time. He had one older step-brother whom he see as a competition in everything. As a child, he had done many mischeif including scarring his brother's hand with a knife and telling him how much he hated him and wished he never existed. His step-mother of course disliked him for being the child of the woman who is her husband's second wife. Dante's mother passed away due to heart failure and Dante had nobody but himself. His step-father had only cared about his first wife and his oldest son, not Dante. Dante was secluded in the family and had always been at the background, watching with immense distress to see his older step-brother being the one to succeed in everything. Every single praise, every single words that sugar-coat with description of brilliance were all given to him.
Until Dante had enough of it, that eventually when he had pushed away the urge to kill his family, he ran away from home.
Nobody had bothered to care about him. Nobody had bothered to spot a single trace of his existence. His presence was completely ignored and Dante began to live on his own.
Until one time he had discovered the power of shape-shifting to a child who belonged to an extremely rich family, he didn't think twice about the act but he took the knife and plunged it into the child, taking his identity and left his own for a while and indulged himself in the life of a fake identity. The child's name was Rex Luchard.
And then later under the identity of Rex Luchard, Dante had been accidentally inheriting everything Rex Luchard's father left him. He took everything and left being Rex Luchard, changing back to Dante and lived with the wealth he had posessed with the cruelty ease.
That was pretty much how Dante's life begun...and continue...

For a while he began to wonder what had moulded him this way, what is it about him that just couldn't even burst even a minor ray of kindness or any feeling relates well to virtue...there was none inside him. Still remain empty. His heart covered with blackness. His every single soul as he continue living brought along with him only dire memories of knowing he was either hated or being a material of absolute scarcity. His abilities to in manipulation of ice, which most of the time he'll only enable that power by freezing the targetted person into ice, freezing them like he didn't care if they'd be stuck cold for a long time or that they'll be encaged in ice for a long time. Sooner or later they'll melt and that is when their life will flow to end in an insidious way. Or when he decides to relish his accumulated wrath, he'll just snap his fingers and shatter the frozen person to million shards of ice. His other ability, which grants him the proficiency of shape-shifting. It was first discovered as a child before the discovery of his ability in cyrokenesis was experienced for the first time. He could shape-shift to a man. To a woman. To even much more of any form of an animal. The first trial of this power went haywire at first, accidentally not able to switch back to himself but after a while he finally got control of the power, he had threw quite alot of people into a long-term psychiatric treatment and most of them commited suicide and their fatal disease had gradually sucked their life away.
Quite a sinister leisure of a moment most of the time, being able to take the form of a young woman and able to screw a guy's mind that easily - which cost him his marriage, his life as a father and then his whole life been thrown into the dumpster.

"I kill everything that'll go in my way to be the best."

"Why can't I be just like him?! Hell no! I'll erase his existence! I'll replace him!"

"You'll be sorry...You'll regret you ever know of wanting to be better than me!"

"I'll take everything away from them. I'll take every single happiness they have and crush their every dreams. Their every bliss. Their everything!"

This hatred. This need of wanting the things from people; the things he lack. Dreams, Pride, Dignity, the Respect he want from others for only himself than all to be indulged for the other's pride and joy.
He hated all of this people. He hated all this people for displaying what they have and think that it was okay for them to keep that pride and happiness forever. It'll never last.

As one has more wealth; He'll steal it all
As one has more benefits; He'll steal them all
As one is suppose to die happy, He'll make sure they'll die with regrets and sorrow.

For he is born as Envy. He is born...as someone who resents the happiness of others'. He is born as someone who will make sure they'll be dry away from what they have.

For he is Envy. And this is him presently; Dante.

But though he never got the chance to know why he was born this way...or why is it that so his every single personality, the details of his characteristics best represent two words that hold the same meaning: Jealousy and Envy.
And these powers he obtained...These powers he had been granted..by life itself.
It was as though he question the reason why he was born...
And he knew soon enough...soon enough he will have those answers.

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The morning started with a low detest grumble. He shuffled his way to the window, slide it shut as the glass trailed a crack, the sound threatened to execute an immidiate break if Dante refuse to be more gentle with the fragile glass.
He received the letter the day before, and as far as he was irritated to know that not a single letter had sent delightful news into his present days but this time, the contents written in the letter intrigued him very much so. A win for a vacation? Quite random but no. He won an extravagant prize? That could be splendid but no.
But the letter proposed that he will be interested to attend to this event, for there is something he acquire from here. He wasn't sure of what and then he had thought 'Could it be the winning lives of becoming an easy millionaire?' Well he hated knowing those wealthy idiots had it easy to be fat with cash and he had to work his ass up just to get what he wanted - But that problem was solved...in a gruesome manner. It really didn't cost him any harm to live the life of a wealthy millionaire - For once he didn't have to be Dante. He could be someone else. There were so many benefits left for him then.
He couldn't help but to allegely accept the invitation. He had took it into a mental reminder to the location of the place and he frowned slightly as he knew there will be many other people attending to this...unknown event. Well, life wouldn't bite his ass off for being captivated by this and to relieve his curiosity.

"Peh. Better not be one of those ugly invitations to weddings." He muttered scornfully. Not that it implied he has friends, he has none actually. None that he considered keeping since he really hated being close to them most of the time. Although there are a few times where he hated to see one friend being the best friend of the other, and wished he could be considered more important than the rest. And then as one time he knew he was infatuated with one girl, the girl had chose another guy instead of him. What could possibly be wrong with Dante anyway? He had the looks. The charm. Why couldn't they like him more?
But now he didn't care. Start a new day, put the past back away. And this better be a good one for him to go through..

He was dressed with a dark navy turtleneck, attire along with a black sports jacket and then a pair of deep blue denim jeans that hugged his slender legs. It was a casual sense of fashion but still, pretty much neat. But to make himself look more appealing, he made sure the turtleneck he wore perfectly wrapped around his slim and firm body, added along with other accessories. Golden bracelets with the hanging charms clinging together. He felt pretty fortunate that he could be dressed so fashionably like a wealthy brat. Who cares? He deserve it anyway.

A limo waiting outside of his mansion, he didn't give the driver any friendly smiles and although not only the driver, but the maids and servants loathed his attitude very much but they had to tolerate him for months and years just to make sure they're still surviving with their individual jobs. Dante was willing to pay hundreds up to thousands, as long as they were willing to not complain and give him the best of their services.
"Take me to this place. And drive faster or I'm cutting down double." Dante commanded stoically as he flickered his fingers, tossing the invitation letter to the driver as he adjust his casually sitting position at the back seat, eyeing the driver skeptically and pretty sure he paid alot for him to be smart enough to take him to his decided destination.
The driver didn't recoil as he only nodded and turned to his front view, triggering the automobile engines alive as he started to drive away.

It didn't take him too long and the traffic wasn't as hectic as it normally was. Dante wasn't that surprised but more likely amused that he has been invited to a luxurious hotel. Oh and so finally...life decides to be much kinder to him and to grant him something he should have been gifted to a long time ago.
A sly smirk emit to his lips as he cocked an eyebrow in delight amusement before unfolding his black sunglasses and pushed it to meet in contact with his cerulean optics as the pair of optics are covered by the black shades.
He clicked his fingers for the driver to depart away and reminded him that he will give a call in case he has already finish his business here and need a ride home.
He ran a hand through his silvery hair, tilting his head to the side as he strolled his way to the entrance and make a grand entrance inside.
Walking to the counter and had handed the receptionist the invitation he had received, indicating a delivery of information of his attendance here. It didn't seem like a trick or a prank as the receptionist seem to quickly comprehend his reason to be here, gave him back the letter and told him the direction of where the room is.
...Of course, Dante didn't bother to response a little kind thanks.
And so he made his way up to the appointed room.
Again, didn't took him long to reach there. He found the room as the number wrote clearly on the surface of the door.
But as his hand wrapped around the knob, he hesitated for a moment. He wanted to know if he was making the right decision. What could be possibly kept behind this door for him..?
He shook his head, finding it pretty much of a nuisance now to hesitate everything now that he had arrived. Might as well cure his curiosity and find out himself.
So he turned the knob, pushed open the door and looked up, his unblind cerulean hues pierced through the black shades that cover the pair of optics, a cocked eyebrow indicate a questionable surprise as he had taken notice...
There is more than just one person attending in this room.
He scowled for a moment, "This better be the right room." He mumbled under his breath bitterly before stepping in, closing the door behind him and then lowered his shades, his azure hues directed toward the woman stood up front and more likely, at the center between the rest. The woman with strawberry colored hair.
He stepped more closely into the room, shuffling his way near one of the available chairs as he discarded his sunglasses away, revealing his cold pair of blue eyes.
"This better be my best entertainment." He said rather sarcastically, as he stood there in a nonchalant manner, awaiting for responses and the answers.


[OOC: I hope this is okay? I think is a....crappy opening for me x___x sorry. I just really wanted to get this up and afraid I run out of time to post so...yeah. Hope this post is okay .__. *peace*]



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PostSubject: Re: The Seven Deadly Sins   Wed Jun 17, 2009 7:50 pm

MY ENVY. MINEEEEEEE.
*snatches Envy* xP shall post later.

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PostSubject: Re: The Seven Deadly Sins   Wed Jun 17, 2009 4:51 pm





Wrath. The strongest and most ruthless of all the sins had lived far longer then he had in his previous lives. His abilities came to him quicker with each new life, the mysteries that covered his abilities still remained a mystery. In his newest life, his abilities came to him at puberty, growing swiftly into his life. His strength was a gift that was no easy power to hide, learning to control it was difficult. But he learned, and with that a very great ability he obtained came into his life, fire. He grew with these abilities, controlling them and using them to his liking. Living on his own was tough, his horrible control for his temper caused a great deal of problems in his life. He hated his parents while growing up, moved out when he was 18 and from there made his life the way he wanted. He was never in one place to long, and if he stayed there, he usually got in trouble with cops, gangs, anyone who was willing to stand up against him.
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His past was irrelevant to his future, his idea of living was to let go, and live, do what he wanted, lived how he wanted, and if danger was in his path, to tear it down. He had his things packed again, sprawled out across his bed, suitcases here and there. A knock on his door caught his attention, a smug grin played with his lips as he answered the door. His eyes narrowed down at a letter in the mans hands. "Are you Neo Nix? This letter came in the office today. The person said it was Urgent and to deliver it to you immediately." The man handed him the letter and with a swift nod, he closed the door. His eyes scanned the letter, walking over to his bed, he threw it down and finished packing. He thought about a fight club that lied in the city he was going to, and then his eyes moved to the letter again. Ripping it open, he read it ~This letter is to Neo Nix. I hope you read this well, we had some problems back 20 years ago, and I'm ready to settle things, Come to this address if you want your ass whooped. Sincerely. Anonymous.~ shoving the piece of paper in his pocket, his eyes narrowed, remembering the address of the letter and what it said. Hurrying out the door, he threw his bags in the trunk of his car, pulling the paper out, he read the address, got in his car and sped off.
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His blue hues outlined the musky roads, the streets of the city were dark, but then it was a huge hotel grabbed his attention. As he pulled in, he saw a few other cars, wondering why so many people were here if this person wanted to fight. Maybe it was a set up. He opened the door of his car and stepped out, walking up to the luxurious and taking a step inside. He didn't introduce himself to the person behind the counter, instead he made his way quickly up to the room and walked in. It was huge, a big table lied in the middle of the room with a group of people sitting around it. The person at the head of the table was a strawberry blond with beautiful eyes. Her long fingernails tapped elegantly against the surface of the table as he took more steps in the room. "So who sent me this letter?" His eyes narrowed at the group of people, walking over, he stood in front of an empty chair, took the letter out and tossed it on the table. He pulled the chair out, took a seat as the woman noted and waited for whoever the remaining people will be.



His honey like hues scanned the large table in front of him, each very large variety of foods sprawled out across the table. His grin widened at the smell, the food smelled sexy. Tasty and delicious aroma's roamed in the air. His eyes searched each food, landing on different steaks, rib-eye, new york strip, sirloin steak, then to the mac n cheese, corn, vegetables, fruits. Uhhh, it all smelled so good until a letter flopped down in front of him, disturbing his ecstasy-like moment. He looked up to his waiter, and rose a brow. "Who is this from? You should take a seat down at the other end and get yourself a plate." He said with a confident smile and looked down at the letter. "It's from anonymous sir." He spoke and smiled. "Thank you for the offer, but I have to clean up." He spoke swiftly and turned away. His eyes narrowed down at the letter again, quickly he picked it up, and read it. "O my god. . . .I've been waiting for this . . ." drool dripped from his bottom lip as he shoved the letter in his pocket and dug in. After he was finished, he grabbed a couple apples, banana's, and peaches and shove them into the pocket of his hoodie and walked out to the car, well prepared with a bag of food in his backpack for the long ride there.
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Once he arrived, his eyes glowed as they stared up at the huge hotel, finishing his last apple, he smirked and made his way inside, men carrying his bags behind him. "Hey! There's a feast I'm going to in this hotel, can I just go up?" He asked happily as the woman at the desk smiled and nodded, as he made his way up to the room, he thought about all the tasty snacks they would have here, and maybe there was something new he hasn't tried!, but then he laughed, he wasn't gonna try and fool himself. His hand rested on the door knob. "Ohhh yes. All the food, tasty, delicious. O my god." His eyes closed in Ecstasy, his tongue drifted and scanned along the top of his lips for a long 5 minutes before he finally turned the handle and opened the door.
His happiness crumbled. Where was the food?! His eyes scanned everything in the room before he looked at the woman and then the people sitting around the table. "Your all monsters!" His voice cracked a couple times before Mia the strawberry blond woman at the end of the table reassured him and told him to take the seat. One last person was to arrive here, so he nodded and took a seat.



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PostSubject: Re: The Seven Deadly Sins   Sat Jun 13, 2009 4:01 am


Where had time begun for him? It was too much of a blur to look back into the past. There were many faces and memories that blurred his vision of who he was yet he could remember where it begun.
He was an orphan as a child, famine and disease spread throughout the city and titled itself 'The Black Death', this caused many kids to be left without a family. At the time not many children could be afforded to survive at the time, the food was scarce and so was the water, it involved the caretakers to kill off children for meat to give to the others. When it was his turn, he retaliated out for the security of his life, it was the first time he ever used his power....but what he gained instead were the memories, experience, and soul of the person within him.
He Escaped.
He continued to use the power, but it left a large burden on his psyche and mind. His personality was blurred with the hundreds of people he had within him, his identity was lost with it. But what he gained instead of that? Power. The lives of others didn't interest him - he simply evolved with the times and continued to consume the life of those who stood in his way. He called himself Creed soon enough; His Life was His Creed
Then came that letter.
Over the course of his life there was only one man that he trusted with his life, his butler and assistant: Dante, the man picked up Creed as a child and raised him. He was the one who requested Creed to even attend this obvious attempt to gain his interest, if not for him it would have gone straight to the garbage. Yet the request was a simple one; a small meeting at a hotel.
" Make sure to wear your gloves. " The remark snapped Creed from the thoughts a moment before. The bustling lights of the traffic passing by the glass that made him daydream about the days passed, but such things weren't the main focus now. Glancing back to the driver ahead who was his butler Creed had then reached to the small compartment of the car and took out a pair of gloves which he put onto his hands. His hands were the source of his grief and power, anything that came into contact with the skin of his fingers would instantly have their life begin to seep into him. " Ah, and since it's a woman that invited you. I brought flowers. " Creed noticed the bouquet of Roses but found them unnecessarily troubling. He would depart if the woman was just seeking the audience for a date or a proposal involving business then he would simply leave, there was no interest for him in this waste of time - not that he even had trouble with time in the first place.
Once the car stopped, he got out and took the bouquet in hand just as Dante came out to fix his collar and attempt to make him more presentable. " Honestly, you could have gone with a suit instead of this horrible fashion you're picking up from kids in the streets. " A roll of the eyes showed him just how much Creed even cared, which made the man sigh as he continued: " I'll be waiting here with the car, take your time. " He said as Creed simply shrugged the man off and walked into the hotel with little concern. Was Dante treating this as if it was a date? Romance was the last thing on Creed's mind. Though as he stepped out of the elevator he tried to make a more happier attitude which just resulted in him being more focused and curious than anything else. As he knocked and entered into the room, a woman came into his line of sight for a moment - until he suddenly felt something inside of him begin to ache.
A Sense of Belonging, Attraction, and sudden Fulfillment.
His heart started to take more deeper beats that resulted in his mind beginning to pound in return, but he remained calm even during this time and held the flowers out to her. The table at the room gave him the feeling that others were attending. " It's a pleasure.. " He mentioned, then had figured to take a seat first before glancing at her in a curious manner.

(BLEEEEEH....not much to say = = )

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PostSubject: Re: The Seven Deadly Sins   Wed Jun 03, 2009 8:26 pm

It all started with one knock on his door.
One simple knock on the door, and one turn onto his side to look at the time. 12:37pm. He groaned, pulling the pillow over his head and trying to go back to sleep, figuring that it was probably just some idiot that wanted to wake him up and bother him. Someone who wanted to clean his room, or kick him out. Well, he wasn't answering the door for anything. He didn't care if he had won a million dollars; he wanted to sleep.
But, the incesscent knocking continued, and he had no choice but to let out another groan and get up, stretching his arms high above his head and making his way over to the door, unlocking it and thrusting it open, leaning heavily against the doorframe. "What?" He questioned, his voice practically dripping with both annoyance and drowsiness. The person on the other side of the door, a young woman with short, black hair and pouty lips suddenly looked intimidated, and he easily noticed that her hands were shaking as she reached into her back pocket and took out a white envelope. He cocked a brow in interest, eyes trailing the white packet for a good second before forcing the violet hues back onto her face.
"A-Are you Luke Huchen?" She questioned, stammaring a bit at the start of her response to his rude statement a few moments ago. Luke, the tall, skinny brunette male with violet eyes, unruly hair, long fingers, wearing an unbuttoned shirt, nodded swiftly, holding out his hand for it. She seemed relieved for a moment, probably glad that she hadn't accidentally almost given it to the wrong person, and quickly put the envelope in his hand. "This arrived in the mail today. Uh...Have a good day." She quickly bowed her head and trailed back down the hall of the luxurious apartment complex that he lived in, and he watched her until she turned the corner towards the elevators. He backed up and closed his door, glancing once at the letter in his hand, before carelessly tossing it to the floor and jumping back into his bed. He still needed a few more hours of sleep before he could truly become at least somewhat awake.

Luke was born into a wealthy family, and, luckily, one that could deal with his childish antics. Ever since he had been a child, though, it seemed as though he slept almost twice as much as an average person, and still didn't have enough sleep. When Luke was awake, he was tired, no matter if he had slept for minutes, hours, or even days. It was a constant thing; all he thought about was sleeping. All he wanted to do was lay down in his warm, cozy, bed and forget about the troubles of the world.
When he was fifteen, he had been pulled out of school because he continuosly slept in class. The next day, he had found himself levitating over his bed. Confused, he had finally managed to get down, but only after hours of trying. Luckily, his parents had been away that morning, and he had decided that it would be best not to mention it to him. It happened a few more times without his control afterwards, but, finally he figured out how to use that power, and was easily able to keep himself on the ground.
Finally, when he turned eighteen, he moved out on his own, into his own apartment complex, and tried to work. Of course, his laziness didn't make him much of a shoe-in for work, and he had been fired from countless jobs before his parents decided that they would pay for everything themselves. Luke Huchen was one lucky bastard, in a lot of people's opinions. But, of course, those opinions didn't much matter to him, as he was asleep for most of the day.
And when he woke up, there it was. The envelope--laying on the floor where he had dropped it so carelessly before. He stood, walking over to it casually and leaning over to pick it up, ripping the top of it off and pulling out the neatly folded paper and opening it, looking at the neatly sprawled handwriting that made his heart pound, and finally let his curiousness get the best of him. He had never known that there were other people like him. What did it mean? How did this person find him? He looked back at the letter, eyeing the adress given to him. He was to meet this person soon, if he wanted to know more about this. He bit his lip. But was he really in a hurry to go? It seemed as though this person was fairly far away, at least a few hours by plane, more if he was to drive there. Not that he could drive, anyways, since he had gotten his license taken away from him due to falling asleep at the wheel. Twice.
He shook his head, dropping the letter back to the floor. Forget about it, that was all he needed to do. But Luke Huchen was a naturally curious person by design, and that letter haunted his mind throughout the whole day, before he finally decided to pack his bags, draw up some money, and buy plane tickets to the city, so he could meet this person, and maybe others that were just like him. Strange, and very unordinary.

He stepped into the room awkwardly, looking around quickly and giving a sheepish smile, seating himself at the end of the table, one of the last one's there. He gave a small wave around the room, seating himself in one of the available chairs and leaned his elbows on the table. "So...what are we doing here?" He finally asked, more to himself and to the woman at the head of the table than to anyone else.

[Got crappy near the end. xD Sorry]

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PostSubject: The Seven Deadly Sins   Tue Jun 02, 2009 3:05 pm


The Seven Deadly Sins
Pride: a desire to be more important or attractive than others, failing to acknowledge the good work of others, and excessive love of self.
Greed: a desire to obtain some material good or take to make their own.
Envy: those who commit the sin of envy resent that another person has something they perceive themselves as lacking, and wish the other person to be deprived of it.
Wrath: uncontrolled feelings of anger or hate.
Lust: excessive thoughts or desires of a sexual nature.
Sloth: the absence of caring or laziness
Gluttony: is the over-indulgence and over-consumption of anything.

In a long ago world, the 7 vices faced off against the virtues. They triumphed over the pure light and tainted humanity. The angels begged God to stop them, but God had faith in humanity. One angel refused to trust humanity, and fell in order to protect the humans from an eternal dark age. Out of God's good graces, his sense of right and wrong was fogged. The angel began to capture the 7 vices, and one by one, locked them all away. Even with the vices locked away, their evil had already made an impact on the humans; they would not change. Security grew thinner and thinner, until the vices escaped. The angel faced off against the 7 vices, and in a last dying attempt, destroyed the vices physical form; the most damage that had ever been done to their immortal souls. The sins souls continued to live though, and in an attempt to save themselves before vanishing into the darkness of all of humanities hearts, they separated from one another. Their souls were strong, and a baby's souls was weak. They took claim of a baby's human form, casting the baby's soul out. Throughout each life cycle, they would be reborn into a baby form to live again. The only way to break this cycle was to break their sinful habits, and accomplish something they wouldn't normally do, due to their capital vices. Each life cycle, they would at some time, figure out who they were a little too late, and they wouldn't be able to save themselves. Little did they know, the angel that imprisoned them was still fighting to keep them contained. Although he had died, his blood lived on in through the children he'd had with a human girl. Through the years, the blood that traveled from generation to generation was slowly polluted, but enough remained to fight against the sins once more.


The tapping of her dark purple nails echoed throughout the empty meeting room. Mia Penbar had little patience, and it was growing thinner. She remembered that it was her idea to come early, but the thought didn't comfort her. She had dreamt of this meeting for so long though, and she was eager to put the plan into motion.
A year ago, Mia had began having visions in her dreams. She dreamt of her first life, of the eternity that she had had. And then when eternity was snatched away from her. Then the memories came; they flooded her dreams until she was almost frightened to sleep at night because of the vivid experiences. Finally, it was the snapshots of her only allies in this world; the other vices. A voice had told her it was time to come together, that there were resources she could use to pull everyone together once more, to fight the battle that was to come.
In order to convince the selfish bastards to come, Mia had to manipulate things a bit. She laughed quietly thinking about the lies she had to tell in order to get them to come to this big city, expensive hotel, and to this exact business room. She bribed gluttony with food, saying he was invited to an all you can eat buffet for free, in an expensive an luxurious hotel. She wrote greed saying there was an item here he might be interested in. For wrath, she insulted him and threatened him, beckoning him to come to the hotel room to settle unsolved matters. For lust, she just tempted her with sexy men, what else? Envy was easy to bring along as well, telling him there was something he'd like to acquire here. For sloth, it was a bit more tricky. She racked her brain until finally, she decided curiosity might bring the man along. She wrote in his note asking if he'd like to meet someone with special abilities, just like him.
Each of the sins had been granted 2 abilities with every cycle. She wasn't sure why this was, but she knew it separated them from the humans. It made them better, as they should be. Mia's abilities were telekinesis and rapid healing or regeneration. Her body was a masterpiece, and it suited her to keep some of her looks and figure in each cycle. Throughout every cycle, she had the same piercing violet eyes. In this cycle, she'd been given a very slender figure with slight hips and a fragile look about her. It was her eyes that captivated people and her face that made them trust her. Once in her grasp, they were puppets on strings that she disposed of when she no longer had use of them; like discarded chess pieces that helped her reach checkmate. She glanced up at the door, hearing it the knob turn and click. A man stepped in and Mia rose out of her seat, a tight smile spreading across her purple painted lips. She motioned to a chair, "Please have a seat as we wait for the others."



Juliette Castrillo was a girl that knew how to work men in her favor. She had a slinky body, her curves were wide, and a sultry voice to accompany her plump, pink lips. Her eyes were a steely blue-grey, and her hair color was often changing to suit her style. Her hair was a deep pink. It was short and choppy, it's length exceeding no longer then her chin. She found out the hard way when she was younger that shorter hair was easier to maintain after quick, hot sex.
Juliette was gifted with the abilities of invisibility and electricity. She discovered these in her younger teenage years and practiced using them until she was very skilled. She hadn't yet discovered her memories from her past lives, and didn't know who she was. Since puberty, she had always had sexual desires, and fulfilled those urges with various men.
She was now heading down the hallway to meet up with those filthy rich bachelors she'd heard about. When she opened the room though and spotted the dazzling blonde standing behind a deep cherrywood business table, she tried to wrap her mind around what was going on. There were other men in the room. "I don't usually share..." She started, shutting the door behind her, glaring across the room towards the only other female in the room. "So I hope you have an explanation." For this occasion, she wore a short and tight black dress that hugged her curves greedily, it barely covered her bottom.
A sly smirk tugged at the corners of her devious purple lips. She motioned towards Lust to have a seat. "I'm glad you could finally join us, Juliette. Now that we're all here..." She looked to each of the other vices, wondering how she could get them all to cooperate. "My name is Mia Penbar." She began by introducing herself and continued, "Each of us here have special abilities. Would you like to know why...?" She waited for their heated responses for her trickery, spreading her palms against the cool surface of the table.




ooc: mature, private. posting order doesn't really matter. first come, first served.
then after everyones first post, the order peoples posted in will be the order we'll go
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