The Seven Deadly Sins [Recruiting Storyweavers! LF Lust and Sloth]

[Holy Soldier]

@YahrlanThey can be any of the human races. The main races in the show were the giants and the fairies. I mean, I am open to there being other races like elves and such. I just don't want anyone choosing anything over-the-top like some vampire/angel/werewolf/demon or shit like that.

[Yahrlan]

Sounds good :) I'll have the CS up shortly

[Leotamer]

If Sloth is open, I think I can make a Sloth character. Have him be more nihilistic "Nothing I can do matters, so why try." then just being flat out lazy. And I can have the reason he actually goes along with the plot being "It is less effort to go with the others even though we aren't going to accomplish anything then trying to resist."

[Holy Soldier]

@LeotamerAllHollowsEve* was going for Sloth but any of the Sins can be contested. I am only going to choose what I feel is the best fit for this game. I am going to keep saying this lol.

[Leotamer]

Well, I was tentatively interested, but not interested enough to contest any slots. If anyone drops, feel free to PM, but otherwise I am going to unwatch this.

[Yahrlan]

My CS tends to be a little brief for new characters. If you want anything expanded or if something doesn't work let me know.

Edited with sample and weapon that may or may not stay...and pretty colors ^.^

Envy

Name: Devan Sinclair
Age: Appears to be in her early 20s
Sin: Envy
Height: 4’9”
Weight: 95lbs
Hair Color: Silver
Eye Color: Vibrant green
Gender: female

Written Appearance: Shoulder-length silver hair curls into a cloud around her head, softening rather sharp features and contrasting with tanned skin. Her mouth often curves upward in amusement- usually at someone else's expense. Of slim and delicate build, one might think she has some fairy blood. Her emerald eyes are disconcerting for some: she has polycoria (more than one pupil per eye- don't Google if you're squeamish about eyes)
She usually wears very fashionable, but not necessarily practical clothes.

Brand Appearance: A serpent constricting around an (anatomical) heart on her chest, right over her own heart.

Personality: She is strangely mellow and even tempered, even to the point of seeming unconcerned or dismissive. Others often fail to see that she strives to better herself in various ways: learning new things, training, etc. She never feels ‘good enough’ so covers her insecurity with cruelty and bringing others down.

Background: ”Oh, hunny! You think I'd be here if I knew?”

Current Story: She rather fortuitously landed among the fey-folk/fairies where she blends in relatively well and makes a living travelling around the larger towns and cities with new fashions and tailoring.

Weapon: If she had an Arc, it was lost when the White God banished them. She doesn't exactly recall. She does carry a pair of push daggers that pass as scissors if they aren't examined too closely.

Push Dagger

Ability: Evil Eye- the target aspect (single trait eg strength or charisma or height etc) withers so long as she focuses- it returns gradually if she is distracted.

Sample:

A Close Call

Tinkling bells gradually added to the din of the marketplace as the pony wearing them pulled a small cart into the plaza. The woman leading it smiled absently at greetings from other vendors here-and-there and scanned the area with vibrant green eyes. It had been a while since Devan had come to the larger city, but she had a few-- certainly not friends, but friendly-- acquaintances.

Finding a good spot, she gave the pony his feed bag and lay her shawl over his back, then tied her silver curls into a pompom on the back of her head. A couple of stones kept the wheels of the cart from rolling as the small woman efficiently started pushing and pulling and turning various pieces of the cart, slowly transforming it into a stand with an awning and dowels to hang her merchandise.

Devan cursed under her breath when the last support for the awning stuck, “...every time …4ű©«¡^9 thing…” With a roar of aggravation disproportionate to her stature she kicked the cart.
And immediately grabbed her toes through the soft slipper-like shoes.

“Wrath is a sin, you know, miss,” a deep voice chuckled from behind her. Devan whirled, diaphanous skirts billowing and fully intending to rip the smartass a new one, but emerald eyes widened when she found herself face-to-- another part of anatomy- with a Holy Knight. If the white armor and being a human- or giant! on the Fairy Isle wasn't enough indication, the man's sword-hilt and pommel were a stylized silver Tree of Life.

Uh oh... She backpedaled into her equine companion and saw the Tree was etched into each pauldron as well. Snatching her shawl from the pony’s back, she hastily wrapped it around herself, hopefully before he could get much of a view of her cleavage-- and more to the point-- the dimly glowing brand nestled there.

The knight must have written her reaction off as simple surprise of him being so close combined with modesty, because he just chuckled again and stepped around the tiny woman to examine the offending support.
He tugged on it. He wiggled it. He leaned to look around at the rest of the cart. He tugged again. He tried putting it back into its ‘closed’ position and pulling it back out, only to get stuck in the same spot again. He growled and smacked it with a gauntleted fist.

“What was that about Wrath, sir?” Devan drawled with the tiniest smirk. She rummaged through a drawer of the cart, taking the chance to surreptitiously use her gift. The secondary pupils in her unusual eyes dilated as she peeked at the knight through a fringe of silver that had escaped from her hair tie. He didn't seem to suspect anything unusual at all, but that quick peek would make him slightly more naive for a little while. She wasn't going to take a chance.

Blinking a few times, her eyes returned to normal and her hands pulled a small tin of oil from the drawer. “This should help.”

The knight laughed; a few strategic drops did wonders and the awning was up in no time. “So how long are you in town, little Wrath?” His wink didn't ease the knot that dropped into her stomach.

What a twisted sense of humour… Surely he doesn't actually suspect, wrong Sin or not... Devan covered her discomfort with her own laugh that tinkled not unlike the pony's bells. “You saw there's no brand on my neck, Sir Knight-- Is that the right one? I'm only here for the day.”

“That it's Sloth; Wrath's is here,” he said, laying his right hand on her left shoulder, “but that Sin is a man, so you're safe. A pity, you're not here long, though; I could use a new cloak. I'll take my leave, then, miss. May the White God watch over you!”

Devan watched until the Holy Knight was out of sight, then folded her cart back down. She kicked the stones from the wheel, took the pony's nearly empty feed bag, and left the market, then the city. It would be quite a while before she returned.

[NobodiesHero]

Here's my character! I hope you like him.

Holy Knight Allerion

Name: Allerion Zephra (Goes by Rion in less formal situations)
Age: 27
Allegiance: Church of the White
Position: Holy Knight
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 146lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Light blue
Gender: Male
Written Appearance: Rion has shortish, messy brown hair which ignores his every attempt at keeping it neat. His eyes are a light, icy, blue in color. He is slightly above average height and has a build made up entirely of lean muscle. Nearly his entire left arm and part of his left side is covered in burn scarring. On the left side of his chest, covering his heart and partially ruined on the edges by burn scarring, is a tattoo of a pink rose. Rion dresses in simple dark cloth covered by silver armor. Rion wears a wedding band on his left ring finger, which he is never seen without. The band is simple, made from gold with no precious stones to be seen. Etched onto the outside of the band are two names Allerion and Mana. The twin to this one, identical in every way but size, he wears on a silver chain around his neck.

Personality: Protective by nature and loyal to a fault. Rion is stubbornly set in his ways but open minded enough to understand that not everyone sees the world in the same way he does. Full of passion and care. Despite a serious persona he tries to wear Rion truly wears his heart on his sleeve. Lately he's been moody and depressed, snapping at people one moment, then feeling terrible and apologizing the next.

Background: The story of how Rion became a Holy Knight isn't the interesting part. He was a simple boy, from a simple family who wanted to be more than that. He found purpose and a sense of accomplishment. It's a story that has been told many times before by many other people. The interesting part of the story comes in the form of Mana.

Rion was 19 years old when he saved a beautiful young woman from a man who's intentions for her were not pure. This 18 year old woman introduced herself as Mana Amythia. She was the daughter of a local baker and as thanks for rescuing her, invited him back to her parent's bakery for a reward in the form of cake. Rion accepted. They ended up talking for hours about everything and nothing all at the same time. Rion had never found himself more relaxed than in the presence of Mana.

Every chance he got, Rion returned to the bakery just so he could spend more time with her. They didn't start formally dating for nearly a year after their first meeting. Their courtship lasted about two years. During that time, Mana moved into Rion's home. Her parents approved very much of their relationship and practically forced the two of them closer together every chance their could. When Mana started spending more and more time at Rion's home, they were the ones that convinced her to just start living there.

It was near the end of the two years that Rion was seriously injured while pulling another Holy Knight out of a fire. The first face he saw when he woke up was Mana's. He asked her to marry him right then and there. She said yes. While he recovered, she had their wedding bands made. Though it would be some time before Rion could actually wear his.

For a time, they were happy together. Rion was happier than he ever had been in his entire life. When he wasn't working, he spent every moment he could with Mana. When he was working, Mana hung out with the wives of other Holy Knights, or in her parent's bakery. That's when she started hearing rumors about the not so holy things that the Holy Knights were doing.

She started sharing these rumors with Rion, who began to doubt the people he worked for. It got to the point where he started investigating these rumors on his own, and even considered leaving the Holy Knights. It was then that he was sent on another mission. When he returned two weeks later, he was told that Mana had suddenly become very ill, and the illness had killed her and their unborn child. Rion had never cried in front of his fellow knights until that very moment.

But the situation surrounding her death started making less and less sense. Mana's parents told Rion that she hadn't told them anything about being sick and that they hadn't even been allowed to see the body before it had been taken for burial. This only caused Rion's doubts to become stronger. Had Mana really died from some illness, or had she been silenced? Rion's mental state became rather unstable, people simply thought it to be grief, and while that was part of it there was far more to it than that.

Current Story: It's been about a month since Mana's death. After snapping at a superior, Rion was put on a leave of absence in order to clear his head. Rion has decided to take this chance to wander the kingdom a little bit. Both in order to get his thoughts in order, but also to see first hand if these rumors he's hearing about the Holy Knights are true. In his current state, he's not sure who to trust anymore, he isn't even sure if the Seven Deadly Sins were truly evil or if that was a ruse created by the Holy Knights too.

Weapon: Rion's Arc is a whip chain made from white metal with blue patterns dancing throughout. The magic inside the chain can allow it to shrink and grow at will, allowing it be anywhere from three feet long, to about fifteen.

Ability: Wind Walk. Rion can make his body and anything touching him as light as air. If he times it just as he throws his body forward, it can allow him to move so quickly that it looks as if he's teleporting. Or if he jumps into the air, it can give him the illusion of flight. The moment he stops touching something, it will become it's normal weight again. If he's using on other people, he can only do it on one other person at a time.

Allerion's Writing Sample

Meeting Mana

There was a loud crack and a groan as Holy Knight Allerion rotated his right shoulder once again. His left hand reached up to rub the aching muscles through his armor. "That's what I get for accepting a sparring invitation from a Great." Allerion muttered to himself.

The last week had been rather quiet, peaceful even, which meant the Holy Knights had become increasingly restless. Sparring matches ending in injury on either side weren't uncommon. During times like this, it was considered an honor to have a Great Holy Knight ask you to spar them. Because it meant they wanted a punching bag, and you could take a hit. While Allerion had enjoyed the match, and even gotten praised for the use of magic ability, there was now not a single part of him that wasn't sore.

The sky was orange, as the sun was beginning to set, and Allerion was on his way home for the night. He was taking a slightly different path than he usually did. Normally he took the long route, enjoying a nice walk in the cool evening air. Today, he just wanted to get home and take a nice warm bath to ease these aches. As Allerion was about to round a corner, he stopped, the sounds of what might have been a scuffle reaching his ears.

"I said no!" A female voice shouted out.

"Aw, come on girly. Someone like you should be thrilled to have someone like me. I work directly under the Holy Knights, that's about as good as you can get." Another voice, this time male, said.

Oh, that isn't a scuffle. Worked for the Holy Knights did he? Well, not for much longer. Allerion put on his best, I'm a Holy Knight don't fuck with me, face and rounded the corner. Just in time to see the man, clearly a soldier, raise his fist to hit the girl, who was backed into a wall. Without thinking, Allerion used his right foot to push off the ground, activating Wind Walk at just the right time to send him forward at blinding fast speeds. His momentum caused him to end up exactly where he wanted to be, right next to the soldier. One gloved hand snapped out, grabbing the soldier's hand in a rough grip. "What's going on here?" He said in an icy voice.

The soldier, who was visibly intoxicated, went pale. "S-sir, I-"

"I wasn't talking to you." Allerion interrupted, eyes shifted to the girl.

The girl looked scared, but less so that moments before. "He was trying to- I said no."

"Well? She said no and for good reason. Get out of here, and start looking for a new job."

For a brief moment, the man looked as if he was about to put up a fight. But even in his drunken state he knew not to mess with a Holy Knight. One last look at the girl, and he was fleeing. Allerion's expression immediately softened. "Are you al-"

Allerion was cut off as what felt like a blunt force weapon slammed into his probably bruised torso. It was, of course, the girl, who had just wrapped her arms around him. The Holy Knight's brain stopped working, as he was not used to this kind of attention. He awkwardly reached up to pat her shoulder. Just as he was about to begin functioning again, she pulled away and looked up at him. For the first time, Allerion got a really good look at the girl he had just saved and he decided she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen before.

Her hair was long, dark, and perfectly styled, unlike his own fluffy mess. Her eyes were deep purple in the fading light, but he was sure they sparkled in the sun. Her skin was perfect porcelain, untouched by the harsh life of a warrior. And the glasses, well they just added to everything. In that moment, Allerion went from well disciplined Holy Knight, to drooling teenage boy. "Thank you for saving me." The girl said, breaking Allerion from his trance.

"Think nothing of it. May I escort you home? That man was rather intoxicated, I'm worried he may come back."

The girl nodded, "Please do, sir Holy Knight!"

Allerion did just that. It was on the way to her home that the two of them began to chat, simply in order to fill what may have been an awkward silence. He learned that her name was Mana and he in turn gave his own name. By the time they made it to her home, Allerion no longer felt awkward around it. It was as if they were old friends.

"A bakery?"

Mana nodded, "We live on the second level. My parents run the place and I help out by making deliveries."

Mana opened the door and the two stepped inside, greeted by the warm interior and the smell of sweets. At the sound of the bell above the door, an older man with a face dusted by flour poked his head out from the back room. "Welcome back, Mana! Who's this?"

"This is Sir Allerion, he saved me!"

The older man looked confused. "Saved you?"

Allerion stepped in to explain. "Your daughter ran into a little trouble on her way home, I thought it best to escort her back and make sure it didn't happen again."

The older man clapped his hands together and his eyes immediately brightened. Allerion realized where Mana got all her energy from. "Well then you must stay and have something, on the house. It's the least I can do."

It was with those words that Mana and Allerion's lives were changed forever.

[Holy Soldier]

@YahrlanAs simple as your CS is, I like it. :)

@NobodiesHero Really good CS for a HK. Thank you for the good read. :)

[AllHollowsEve]

Eliphas Voltaire

Eliphas

Name:

Eliphas Voltaire

Age:

Appears to be twenty-three

Sin:

Sloth

Height:

6'2

Weight:

130

Hair Color:

Purple

Eye Color:

Purple

Gender:

Male

Written Appearance:

Eliphas is tall, thin, and pale.

Brand Appearance:

The brand used to mark Eliphas' sin bares the image of a spider sat at the center of a spiral. It is located on the beck of his neck, just below his hair line. He covers it with his long hair, though that's not the reason he grows his hair out.

Personality:

Eliphas is kind and supportive, even a little bit of a comedian. He's always willing to help out others, but he's terrible of staying on top of his own duties. When forced into conflict with another person, he'll more often choose silence to diffuse the situation, rather than defending himself and stating his mind. More often than not, though, he'll try to avoid conflict all together.

Background:

Eliphas can't remember anything from before being banished. Or maybe he simply chooses not to. After all, whatever it was couldn't have been pleasant. It's probably better left forgotten.

Current Story:

Immediatley after being banished, Eliphas went into hiding. He didn't actually know what he was running from, which made it all the more frightening. For a while, he tried to make it as a nomad, never settling down. Eventually, though, he got tired of constantly picking up and moving. He decided to get lost in a swamp, where he found an abandoned cottage. That is where he has been to this day, slowly repairing the cottage piece at a time. He keeps himself fed by making traps for the various swamp creatures. They don't taste good at all, but he doesn't have to leave the swamp.

Weapon:

Stihlhander, Eliphas's Arc Weapon, takes the form of a set of simple leather gloves when not in use. However, Eliphas can use them to summon massive floating gauntlets. He uses these to both attack and defend while his body remains still. In an emergency, or when he's feeling lazy, he can use the gauntlets to pick himself up and move around without technically moving his body at all.

gloves/gauntlets

Ability:

Total Rest allows Eliphas to endlessly restore his own health and energy, extending the ability to others through physical contact. However, he must remain completely still to do so.

[Yahrlan]

@Holy Soldier thank you 😊
You mentioned wanting a writing sample...do you have a prompt you want us to respond to or open fun with the character?

[Spiffy]

I am considering being a HK. How many slots do you have left for them and are any able to be great?

[Holy Soldier]

@AllHollowsEveLooks good.

@YahrlanThe prompt is completely open. It can be whatever you want as long as you're writing for your character.

@SpiffyHKs don't have a limitation at the moment. So you're good to apply for one. No limit on the Great HK either. So far we only have one Great HK besides the NPC villain.

[AllHollowsEve]

@Holy Soldier

Sweet.

[Holy Soldier]

@Pyromaniacwolf@Dark Light@Majoras End@Yahrlan@Keksalot@AllHollowsEve@Hammerman@NobodiesHero

Hey everyone,

I am going to go ahead and start the writing prompt phase. You all have until Friday to write me an example post for your character. Make up a situation for them. It can be a past occurrence, something humorous, whatever. You have until my Friday (GMT+1) to have something posted here in the OOC. These posts WILL determine whether I permit you in the game or not regardless if you play a Sin or HK. This is not some "see who the best writer is" contest. This is me making sure everyone who has applied so far can RP what they created (and didn't just make a character just to make one) and in the categories specified by this game's tags.

Oh! And to be fair, I'll drop a writing prompt of my own for Gluttony. Mine is going to be a past occurrence. :)

[Bishop]

@NobodiesHero If he becomes super light, doesn't the wind resistance stop him dead in his tracks? Like throwing the sculpture of a metal feather, and then it turns to normal feather which is stopped dead in it's tracks by the wind resistance.

@Hammerman Deemed evil by who? The Goddess? Evil and good are subjective terms because there rarely is any truly evil or truly good act if you look at it objectively. So is it an evil as it is deemed by Lucie?

@Dark LightHope they are indestructible as the force when you clash with the blades would probably shatter the guns or at least damage them.

@Holy SoldierSo does devour only activate from his mouth? Or does his all body turn into a black hole? You said he consumes abilities, so what about those abilities that have a wide hit area and can envelope his whole body, like a disintegrating pillar of light?

[Hammerman]

@Bishop
Yes. Deemed evil by herself.

[Holy Soldier]

@BishopI'm not even going to bother to answer your questions. Are you joining the game or not? Because if you're asking questions just to be a nuisance, then frankly, you don't need to be bothering my writers.

[Bishop]

@Holy Soldier Ofc not, I read the cs-s and asked about them just to be a nosy prick. I have no intention whatsoever of joining the game...

[Holy Soldier]

@BishopThen if you persist, you will be reported. You should work on your tact when joining a game. When I okay a CS, it is OK whether you agree or disagree with it. If that bothers you, then you don't need to be here.

[Bishop]

God damn chill. The fact alone that I wrote the first post was to be more clear on how everything works. Who would even post in a thread if they weren't interested whatsoever?