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The Past
"We've got them" The first of the seven gathered in the room spoke as he continued to munch away, "We've got them good." The feast spread before him and his acquaintances could easily be mistaken for a banquet feast. It wasn't, it was his lunch.
"Says you. You know full well that the negotiation-" She was suddenly very very busy eying the delicious specimen before her. No, it wasn't part of the spread, it was her own personal banquet, a delectable blue eyed, blond haired, dimple cheeked beauty with his muscled arms wrapped around an equally delectable gorgeous brown crowned green eyed angel. Of course it wasn't a true angel, no, those filthy creatures would never associate with those as high standing as themselves.
"What I know she meant to say is" the new stranger piped in throwing a glance at his distracted companion, "that the negotiations going on upstairs might not be too favorable." His voice carried confidently, he knew he was right and made sure to show that off. That was the case in most of what he said. He knew of his own perfection.
Finally snapped out of his trance by the spoken words another followed suit. His eyes though never trailed from the food laid out on the table. If they did though, they travelled towards the couple being very... animalistic in the corner of the room or his companion who had just spoken before him. He wanted food, or love, or confidence. He wanted it all and his voice, as it carried over the room expressed his want more than individual words could ever hope to do. "But the earth is our domain. What can he do? Restrict us to puny islands?"
She wanted to stand up and clamp a hand over this mouth. The wanting idiot. He'd get them all restricted to a corner somewhere in the earth. He knew as well as her that the Big Man could hear everything they said. She wanted to tell him to shut up, she wanted to tell him that he was an idiot but... too much work. After making some sort of growl of disapproval she just leaned back in her chair once again. He'd figure it out, or someone else would shush him.
"Shut up you Goddamn idiot! By Lu's hairy a**! Are you trying to get us put in a box? I hope you rot in the deepest pits of our domain with no one but the tapeworms who are feasting on your flesh to keep you company!" Of course he would be the one to shut his acquaintance up. He would never pass up a chance to do so, or anything of the sort. No, it brought him too much anger to pass it up. He loved it!
"I wouldn't mind a box... as long as I got my own one. And a lot more space than I need... and maybe a hot tub and jacuzzi with some money... a lot of money actually." Pitched in her young voice from somewhere in the background where she was playing with her pouch of gold coins.
Just then the door came flying open. It was loud, loud enough to force the one leaning back to open his eyes, loud enough for the munching and the yelling to stop. It was loud enough where the couple in the corner decided to freeze, loud enough where wanting wandering eyes were bewitched, were the confidence oozing off the man and the jingling of coins stopped. The body at the door was large, and exuded power. Though he held nothing but an unlocked padlock which he seemed to have been fiddling with, he was just as terrifying. Following the loud crash was a voice, as smooth as silk and as soft as cashmere. The voice was quiet, a large contrast to the ruckus that had just forced the room to acknowledge him.
"Which one of you seven bastards mentioned islands?" Growled out an enraged Lu, all while snapping the little padlock closed.
The Present
No one could quite place where the stories had originated from, and it was all the more dotty to believe that some batty bastard had actually believed the make believe tales; but he did. With him began the frenzied hunt for Lu's treasure. Treasure fabled to set you free of this mortal flesh you've been reincarnated into.
Who are you?
One of the Seven Deadly Sins.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hi Darlin! Sorry that was a bit long! I hope you enjoyed the read! My name is Ambrosia, and I'll be playing as Sloth in this roleplay! It's a group story, where I'd like to have, ideally, 7 individuals to play one of the seven sins. I apologize if this stifles your creativity but I'd appreciate aspects of the sin to shine through in your characters personality (so please pick with that in mind!)
The story will follow the crew (Yep! We're all on one ship. We can have a mix match of pre-existing relationships and not) while they seek to hunt out the treasure "Lu" has hidden somewhere in the world. If you're able to find it, you can return home, to the underworld. If you can't, good luck. When your current host dies, you'll be reincarnated into the next.
This story can take place in modern times (technology and all). The posting order will be a "free for all" unless it proves inefficient. In which case, we'll switch over to an order based play style. I ask that OOC chats be minimal and (these brackets be used to show that it's OOC) if they ABSOLUTELY MUST be discussed in the Roleplay thread. I'm always willing to incorporate new ideas so feel free PM me at any time!
I'll attach a list of the remaining sins and a character skeleton sheet below. Please keep in mind that I'm looking for slightly more advanced writers, so if writing just a paragraph or two is enough to drain you and make you less interested in the story, I unfortunately don't think this is the place for you. That being said, be on the lookout for wonderful prompts that you might enjoy and that can cater to you! This site is FULL of them!
IMPORTANT NOTICE: To whomever is playing the Sin of Pride, you will be Captain of the crew (for the most part). Please be prepared to help move the story forward when it lulls! :D (PS. Everyone else can help with that too!)
7 Deadly Sins:
Pride
Greed
Lust
Envy
Gluttony (Also includes drunkedness)
Wrath
Sloth
Character Sheet:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Reincarnation of:
Species (this does not allow anything more than a change of appearance):
Appearance and Personality:
Position in crew: (I attached a picture to help! Please be mindful of anyone else's choice already! At the moment, Whoever is "Pride= Captain, Sloth= Quarter Master)
Choice of weapon:
Skills:
Weaknesses: (BALANCE THEM WITH YOUR SKILLS)
(Feel free to include a bio as well but I'll leave that upto you!)
Character Sheet (Example)
Name: Ambrosia Delisle
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Reincarnation of: Sloth
Species: Bani girl
Position in crew: Quartermaster (not by choice)
Choice of weapon: 2 Shield EZ .380 ACP pistols (both attached to her arm under her sleeve for easy access).
Skills: She's agile and quick once she's on her feet, especially when she slows down someone's motion through touch. She's also not a bad shot… when she feels like actually shooting that is.
Weaknesses: She rarely wants to be ON her feet. Her laziness has prevented training, forcing her to be much weaker than her brethren. She's limited to slowing down individuals/objects through touch alone (transitive properties are included). All in all, she's much more a threat with her mind than she is with anything physical.
Appearance and Personality: Ambrosia is small and delicate-featured, weighing no more than 120 lbs. and standing tall at (ears included) 5'4 feet. She's not one to stop the party when she walks in, but one look at her hazel-amber eyes and you know you want to get to know her. There are no two ways to go about describing her. She's cute; button nose, pastel pink pouty lips, wide eyes, long dusty blonde hair framing her round yet sharply cut face with two long bunny ears sat atop her head type of cute. She's often found sporting black shorts, an oversized, a pastel blue poofy hoodie and big bulky combat boots (of course, it's pastel blue and cream). Under it all, the girl is barely noticeable, but that doesn't stop her from noticing everything. She's quiet, and lazy but her one redeeming feature would have to be her observation and retention. That being said, it's nearly impossible to get anything out of her without direct questions, after all, offering up information is just too much work. She is someone who plans and thinks many steps ahead, if for naught but to allow herself to do the least amount of work. Her inherent laziness has even extended far enough to slow down her physical ageing, effectively keeping her small petite, unlike the rest of her species.
"We've got them" The first of the seven gathered in the room spoke as he continued to munch away, "We've got them good." The feast spread before him and his acquaintances could easily be mistaken for a banquet feast. It wasn't, it was his lunch.
"Says you. You know full well that the negotiation-" She was suddenly very very busy eying the delicious specimen before her. No, it wasn't part of the spread, it was her own personal banquet, a delectable blue eyed, blond haired, dimple cheeked beauty with his muscled arms wrapped around an equally delectable gorgeous brown crowned green eyed angel. Of course it wasn't a true angel, no, those filthy creatures would never associate with those as high standing as themselves.
"What I know she meant to say is" the new stranger piped in throwing a glance at his distracted companion, "that the negotiations going on upstairs might not be too favorable." His voice carried confidently, he knew he was right and made sure to show that off. That was the case in most of what he said. He knew of his own perfection.
Finally snapped out of his trance by the spoken words another followed suit. His eyes though never trailed from the food laid out on the table. If they did though, they travelled towards the couple being very... animalistic in the corner of the room or his companion who had just spoken before him. He wanted food, or love, or confidence. He wanted it all and his voice, as it carried over the room expressed his want more than individual words could ever hope to do. "But the earth is our domain. What can he do? Restrict us to puny islands?"
She wanted to stand up and clamp a hand over this mouth. The wanting idiot. He'd get them all restricted to a corner somewhere in the earth. He knew as well as her that the Big Man could hear everything they said. She wanted to tell him to shut up, she wanted to tell him that he was an idiot but... too much work. After making some sort of growl of disapproval she just leaned back in her chair once again. He'd figure it out, or someone else would shush him.
"Shut up you Goddamn idiot! By Lu's hairy a**! Are you trying to get us put in a box? I hope you rot in the deepest pits of our domain with no one but the tapeworms who are feasting on your flesh to keep you company!" Of course he would be the one to shut his acquaintance up. He would never pass up a chance to do so, or anything of the sort. No, it brought him too much anger to pass it up. He loved it!
"I wouldn't mind a box... as long as I got my own one. And a lot more space than I need... and maybe a hot tub and jacuzzi with some money... a lot of money actually." Pitched in her young voice from somewhere in the background where she was playing with her pouch of gold coins.
Just then the door came flying open. It was loud, loud enough to force the one leaning back to open his eyes, loud enough for the munching and the yelling to stop. It was loud enough where the couple in the corner decided to freeze, loud enough where wanting wandering eyes were bewitched, were the confidence oozing off the man and the jingling of coins stopped. The body at the door was large, and exuded power. Though he held nothing but an unlocked padlock which he seemed to have been fiddling with, he was just as terrifying. Following the loud crash was a voice, as smooth as silk and as soft as cashmere. The voice was quiet, a large contrast to the ruckus that had just forced the room to acknowledge him.
"Which one of you seven bastards mentioned islands?" Growled out an enraged Lu, all while snapping the little padlock closed.
The Present
No one could quite place where the stories had originated from, and it was all the more dotty to believe that some batty bastard had actually believed the make believe tales; but he did. With him began the frenzied hunt for Lu's treasure. Treasure fabled to set you free of this mortal flesh you've been reincarnated into.
Who are you?
One of the Seven Deadly Sins.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hi Darlin! Sorry that was a bit long! I hope you enjoyed the read! My name is Ambrosia, and I'll be playing as Sloth in this roleplay! It's a group story, where I'd like to have, ideally, 7 individuals to play one of the seven sins. I apologize if this stifles your creativity but I'd appreciate aspects of the sin to shine through in your characters personality (so please pick with that in mind!)
The story will follow the crew (Yep! We're all on one ship. We can have a mix match of pre-existing relationships and not) while they seek to hunt out the treasure "Lu" has hidden somewhere in the world. If you're able to find it, you can return home, to the underworld. If you can't, good luck. When your current host dies, you'll be reincarnated into the next.
This story can take place in modern times (technology and all). The posting order will be a "free for all" unless it proves inefficient. In which case, we'll switch over to an order based play style. I ask that OOC chats be minimal and (these brackets be used to show that it's OOC) if they ABSOLUTELY MUST be discussed in the Roleplay thread. I'm always willing to incorporate new ideas so feel free PM me at any time!
I'll attach a list of the remaining sins and a character skeleton sheet below. Please keep in mind that I'm looking for slightly more advanced writers, so if writing just a paragraph or two is enough to drain you and make you less interested in the story, I unfortunately don't think this is the place for you. That being said, be on the lookout for wonderful prompts that you might enjoy and that can cater to you! This site is FULL of them!
IMPORTANT NOTICE: To whomever is playing the Sin of Pride, you will be Captain of the crew (for the most part). Please be prepared to help move the story forward when it lulls! :D (PS. Everyone else can help with that too!)
7 Deadly Sins:
Greed
Lust
Envy
Gluttony (Also includes drunkedness)
Wrath
Sloth
Character Sheet:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Reincarnation of:
Species (this does not allow anything more than a change of appearance):
Appearance and Personality:
Position in crew: (I attached a picture to help! Please be mindful of anyone else's choice already! At the moment, Whoever is "Pride= Captain, Sloth= Quarter Master)
Choice of weapon:
Skills:
Weaknesses: (BALANCE THEM WITH YOUR SKILLS)
(Feel free to include a bio as well but I'll leave that upto you!)
Character Sheet (Example)
Name: Ambrosia Delisle
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Reincarnation of: Sloth
Species: Bani girl
Position in crew: Quartermaster (not by choice)
Choice of weapon: 2 Shield EZ .380 ACP pistols (both attached to her arm under her sleeve for easy access).
Skills: She's agile and quick once she's on her feet, especially when she slows down someone's motion through touch. She's also not a bad shot… when she feels like actually shooting that is.
Weaknesses: She rarely wants to be ON her feet. Her laziness has prevented training, forcing her to be much weaker than her brethren. She's limited to slowing down individuals/objects through touch alone (transitive properties are included). All in all, she's much more a threat with her mind than she is with anything physical.
Appearance and Personality: Ambrosia is small and delicate-featured, weighing no more than 120 lbs. and standing tall at (ears included) 5'4 feet. She's not one to stop the party when she walks in, but one look at her hazel-amber eyes and you know you want to get to know her. There are no two ways to go about describing her. She's cute; button nose, pastel pink pouty lips, wide eyes, long dusty blonde hair framing her round yet sharply cut face with two long bunny ears sat atop her head type of cute. She's often found sporting black shorts, an oversized, a pastel blue poofy hoodie and big bulky combat boots (of course, it's pastel blue and cream). Under it all, the girl is barely noticeable, but that doesn't stop her from noticing everything. She's quiet, and lazy but her one redeeming feature would have to be her observation and retention. That being said, it's nearly impossible to get anything out of her without direct questions, after all, offering up information is just too much work. She is someone who plans and thinks many steps ahead, if for naught but to allow herself to do the least amount of work. Her inherent laziness has even extended far enough to slow down her physical ageing, effectively keeping her small petite, unlike the rest of her species.
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