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Post by xoxerinxox on Jul 23, 2011 16:33:53 GMT -5
OOC; I'm also going to repost what Jayy put in the 'figure it out' board, just as reference for everyone . ------------------------------------------------------------ 7 sins: Lust- taken: Jayy Wrath- taken: KiamiGreed- taken:osnapamoose Gluttony- OPEN Sloth- taken: Storm Envy- taken: Storm Pride- taken: Erin7 virtues: Chastity- OPENTemperance- taken: osnapamoose Charity- OPENPatience- taken: Erin Kindness- taken: KiamiHumility- OPEN Diligence- OPENRead more: settheworldonjay.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=planning&action=display&thread=6#ixzz1SyBJLsQNThe sins and virtues once lived in harmony, balancing out the world. Every sin has it's equal opposite half in which balances them. They know very well what balances them, they just don't know who. There was a war or the heaven and hell and now all of the sins and virtues were thrown off. God sent 7 virtues to earth and Satan sent 7 sins. The sins are supposed to wreack havok, and the virtues are supposed to help keep it down. If the opposites were to get together, then harmony would unite between them. Lust and Chastity Gluttony and TemperanceGreed and Charity Sloth and Diligence Wrath and PatienceEnvy and KindnessPride and Humility Key: GirlBoyBut honestly, who listens to the rules? New York City, no one knows who the sins are and who the virtues are. Problems may occur when two sins get together, like they enjoy doing. Laws of attraction. Who will meet harmony, who will cause destruction? Setting: Just becoming dusk in down town New York. The night life is starting up, the sins are out to play and the virtues are out to help. Who knows what will happen? Please, I ask your characters carry the trait of your sin. Wrath needs to get ANGRY at things, not chicken out. (: When you sign up, just tell me which sin(s) or virtue(s) you want! Questions? Ask me here or over PM. The RP will not take place here, we are just sorting it out. Pride is excessive belief in one's own abilities, that interferes with the individual's recognition of the grace of God. It has been called the sin from which all others arise. Pride is also known as Vanity. Sin Virtue Lust (excessive sexual appetites) Chastity (purity) Gluttony (over-indulgence) Temperance (self-restraint) Greed (avarice) Charity (giving) Sloth (laziness/idleness) Diligence (zeal/integrity/Labor) Wrath (anger) Forgiveness (composure) Envy (jealousy) Kindness (admiration) Pride (vanity) Humility (humbleness) Read more: settheworldonjay.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=planning&action=display&thread=6#ixzz1SxzHwoVV
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Post by kiami on Jul 23, 2011 18:52:50 GMT -5
Yumi (Kindness) Yumi stared at the night sky, the full moon was out and it was beautiful. She loved the little things in the world, like how soft the peddles on a rose are and how people dress. She was in central park, she loved it there, there where lots of people and animals. As she walked a homeless man came up to her. "Can I have some change miss?" he asked in a rough voice it to those who needed it more. Yumi smiled lightly and handed him a 50, she never felt there was a need for money. The man thanked her, and thanked her. She had no problem helping anyone, She sighed and continued on her way. The one thing in this world she didn't like was seeing people suffer and have nothing to there name, this ate at her all the time. She decided to sit on a near park bench and rest for a moment, her eye's slowly drifted back up to the sky. She sat there for a long time, not moving.
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Post by kiami on Jul 23, 2011 21:46:30 GMT -5
Kirai (Wrath) Kirai stood in the door way into this night club called immortal, she came here every week. She hated it, but then again there was very few things that she didn't hate. This club was okay, it had to many people where here tonight. A man moved towards her, and started grinding on her, that got her mad, she clenched her fist and hit him with impeccable force. She looked down on the now bleeding man and began to kick him repeatedly, by then everyone near then where backing away, she realized that he was no longer moving and sighed, 'They always do that' she thought disgusted. She knew she blew it, they always had to kick her out because every week she did this. She didn't care, she continued to kick the knocked out man on the ground. She could see the bouncers making there way towards her, as they came closer she clocked the bigger of the two in the mouth, "When are you going to learn that every time you try to kick me out, I fight back." She said threw clenched teeth, throwing another punch. This happened every week, she really was getting annoyed with it. Ducking and swinging out she hit the smaller of the two bouncers in the head knocking him out cold. The bigger one took another swing at her, she ducked it and round house kicked him in the cheat, He dropped to the ground and didn't get back up. Now bored that there both down she made a noise of discussed. She couldn't believe how easily it was to knock someone out. Still pissed she turned towards her slowly retreating audience. "What the fuck are you looking at." She screamed at the crowd. "Come on who the fuck wants to fight me, I know at least one of you does." She searched the crowd hoping that someone would step forward. when no one did she stormed out of the club, she doesn't understand why the fuck no one would fight her. She punched the wall as she left. making people gasp and whisper.
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xoxerinxox
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Post by xoxerinxox on Jul 24, 2011 8:37:18 GMT -5
Eleanora Vainglory - Pride/Vanity Eleanora Vainglory walked confidently down the crowded streets of the city, smiling as the people around her stared. She knew she was stunningly beautiful, perhaps the most beautiful even. Her dark brown hair cascaded down her back, accenting her pale blue eyes perfectly. Her soft pink lips curled into a grin. Every time she walked down the street, she was showered with looks and catcalls from men and women alike. These things fueled her each day. She took great pride in her appearance, painstakingly grooming each morning before she even thought about stepping out into the real world. Eleanora was tall and thin, and wickedly smart. She knew she could outsmart anyone who tried to best her. She was a natural at everything, and never thought twice about letting people know just how good she was at things. The few friends she had learned not to challenge her, as they would surely lose. Now on her way to the coffee shop, just past central park, Eleanora--or Ellie for short--was having a rather chipper evening. Opening the door to the coffee shop, she waited in line, grabbed her order and sat near the window, so all who passed could see just how beautiful she was.
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Post by xoxerinxox on Jul 24, 2011 8:48:07 GMT -5
Amelia Constance - Patience/Forgiveness Amelia Constance was on her way to Immortal, a local nightclub she liked to spend time at. The traffic was always terribly slow in New York, but Amelia never seemed to mind. Trivial things like waiting in lines, or in traffic never bothered her. As she sat she drummed her fingers cheerily on the steering wheel, singing along to the song on the radio. Something about it being Friday, or something. She wasn't sure, it didn't matter much to her. In fact, not many things bothered Amy at all. She had a wonderful patience about her. Finally, the traffic began to move again, and she was at Immortal in no time. At least it felt like no time to Amy. Her straw colored hair fell innocently around her face, while contrasting the funky way she liked to do her makeup. Sometimes it took her forever to get it just right, but she didn't mind. The time and effort were worth it to her. As she made her way toward the door, she noticed there was quite the commotion going on inside. "My, what is going on here?" she wondered as she peeked in past the bouncer at the door. Someone inside was causing a ruckus, much to everyone's dismay. As she got through the door, she saw the culprit of all the hubbub. A woman was kicking a man on the floor. Amelia had to admit it was a funny sight to see, but also a very sad one. Hanging back, waiting for the fight to end, she studied the girl. She seemed familiar to her for some reason, though she'd never laid eyes on her before... Amy watched as the fighting woman knocked out two bouncers, and then challenged the crowd to a brawl. Snickering she shook her head. "What a funny girl." she said through a grin.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 25, 2011 1:13:55 GMT -5
The air was crisp and the moon was high in the sky. Icy blue eyes scanned the scene in front of them as he leant up against the cool brick of the wall. He was hid in the shadows out of the eye of people as he watched one after another pass him, unsuspecting being watched. He chewed down on his lip as he raised his eyebrows, ready for the night to begin. He pulled a smoking cigarette stub from his mouth and dropped it on the ground, putting it out with the heel of his black cow boy boots. He wore black leather pants that hugged his thin legs tight and a black v-neck shirt that dipped down on his bare chest. He had a black leather jacket that was adorned to his body tightly, worn in from much use. His hands were covered with leather fingerless gloves that tightened when he made a fist. Around his neck he wore a black rosary necklace that hung low into the middle of his chest with a little black cross on the end, hung upside down. He was the eye of perfection. He had a black bandanna up in his hair and his bright blue eyes were especially vibrant under the thick black eyeliner lining his eyes. As he stepped out from the shadows, his walk had a certain swagger that you couldn’t buy at K-Mart. He was going to have rough, raunchy sex before the end of the night with multiple partners he would never call back (even if they didn’t know it at the time.) His mission? Threesome. Some unsuspecting straight man and his ditz of a girlfriend that had had one too many. He wanted to make them regret they had ever came out to drink, came out to party. He loved making people wake up and regret everything that had happened. The only thing that didn’t change was the smirk on his face. Sure, if you drank it made him even more handsome then he already was. But if you were the lucky one to wake up next to him, you’d catch yourself drooling at his long black hair and stunner smile. He walked up to the bouncer at Immortal and watched as many people stared at him. There was a line wrapped for 3 city blocks, yet the big bald bouncer opened the furry red rope for him to walk through. “Nice to see you again Andy,” the bouncer echoed as Andy walked right past him with a devilish smirk as he heard groans eradicate from the crowd of people. Yeah, he had already tapped that bouncer. He walked up to the bar and leant against it, assessing the scene with a big white grin sprawled over his face as he felt someone on the other side of the bar lean in close to him. “The usual Andy?” the bartender smiled at him and he winked at her, turning back towards the bar then looking at either side of him to see what the other people were drinking. He looked back at the bar tender. Yeah, fucked her too. Bathroom stall, standing up, from behind. “Yes, my dear,” he said in his deep sultry voice as she pulled a glass out and started to fill it up. “One Jack and Coke. Heavy on the Jack, light on the coke, three ice cubes,” she repeated as she made it and handed him his drink. He took the drink and slapped a twenty down on the bar, watching her grab the money and tuck it into her bra and walk away. He looked back out into the crowd of dancing people, oblivious to everyone right now. He decided who he talked too. People couldn’t just come up to him. Unless they were cute. Well, depends on how drunk he was.
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