Seven Deadly Sins

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Welcome to The Seven Deadly Sins.


This is not only a hangout, but a very successful roleplay. Here you may roleplay, maybe find a sin you like and begin to serve under them. This is not a place for spam, so some guidelines have been applied, follow them carefully or suffer the consequences:

The Rules


1. DO NOT use chatspeak

2. DO use proper grammar to the best of your ability

3. DO NOT flame the users of the thread or the thread itself.

4. Keep everything pg-13.

5. Do not god mode, its not fun for anyone. However, when a sin is banning an intolerable person from the thread (He who has broken the rules) that sin may god mode against them.

6. Obey the sins, but use your logic. There is freedom of speech.

7. If a sin bans you from the thread due to your rudeness, you best listen and leave. We will not tolerate such childish behavior

8. DO NOT stretch the pages.

9. Certain words are offensive and not to be said in this thread. Those just happen to start with "g, y, h, and f" so see to it that you do not say them.

10. No real life drama or IC outside drama for that matter unless cleared by me. Leave your shit at the world door, or be killed on sight. Take your pick.

11. Pick a sin and serve one!

12. See second post for outside role play plots, in other words, if you're new and wish to role play here play it right and try to get in the castle the only way possible. Your magic, skills, powers, ect. do not work here. You are now mortal, thank you and have a nice day.

NOW, Have fun and enjoy your stay in Pride's castle: Home to the 7 Deady Sins.

The Sins


Magicross


Chelsadot





Keitaro Kaede


Kayderyn

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Valaura the World of Sin


As you seem to walk through veiled air into a strange and outlandish world, off in the far distance looms a large mass, most likely a mountain or city of sorts. It is dark and seems to touch the sky and the clouds over the very top of it seem black like smoke or ink. The clouds seemed to swirl as if hiding much for view.

You find yourself being slightly drawn to it by some force. Could it be the mystery of the unknown? Some form of magic in biding, or the strange air about the world you have unwilling and unwittingly stepped into? You look to your left and see other far off lands, then you look to your right and see more lands so strange and far off that the only thing that even remotely looks normal and unconfused is the green grass below your feet. You look behind you and notice that the veiled spot you walked through is no longer there. You are unable to turn back, so you must go on ward, but to where you seem to ask yourself.

A strange musical and taunting laugh can be heard some place far off and yet so close as if it where a voice so faint on the wind that seemed to blow ever now and then. You find yourself looking all about and then turning to find at your feet a slightly worn path that seems to lead to the dark mass far off in the distance that you noticed before. That same force seemed to lead you on down the road, and closer to that mass looming in the distance. Not too long after you have started down the path does it end at a very strange and nightmarish looking forest, though everything seems to be normal something makes the hairs on the back of your next stand on end.

Forest Perilous


As you look at the forest it seems normal, as normal can be. Lush green trees and many different wild flowers blooming all about deep within its plant walls. The seems and sound seem to remind you of your world, a world in which you fear you may never return. The forest seems so inviting so you might as well step in and go forward once again.

Those who are skilled at seeing the truth of things out of the cornor of their eyes may see something different. You try and use a skill or some magic to show you the truth of the forest. It fails. You come to the conclusion that your powers do not work in this odd land. You will have been shocked as what you catch out of the corner of your eye as you walk beyond the first two trees. The forest is not at all what it seems. The trees though many have some leaves on them, but not green, are twisted up at the sky as it trying to live through that which causes them pain and suffering. It is as if your worst nightmares of have come in what you fear your own worlds lush plant life in becoming.

The trees bark looks like rotten or old skin from those who have long sense past for your life and on to the next. Their leaves though mostly black are sometimes different in color as you notice a tree or two a little ways off has bright red leaves while a another even father in has green and more have others such as purple, and pink, even one that seems to make you sick to look at it. Crimson, the color of blood. You feel slightly ill and wish to leave the place you now know to be a false image. Though as you look back ahead of you, you notice that all seems normal as you think it should and you fear you are slowly losing your mind and seeing nothing but nightmares.

A bird flies by over your head fairly far up in the air. Clearly out of your reach. You keep your eyes on the forest in front of you, as you do not want to imagine what that might have been. Indeed you are wise to do so, the fiend flew off without giving you a second though as it was sleepy and wished to nest without a full stomach.

Sounds that seem so normal and peaceful just as they fade away seem unnerving to you some how and twice you could have swore that you heard a dying scream from something slightly unless if not less. A few times as you have rounded a tree or come through a bush you thought you felt something like the plant make a move for you with a malices intent of some kind. This only quickens your now beating heart and your peace so as to be free from this strange seemingly enchanted wood that you have mistakenly entered.

As you reach the heart of the forest that has sprung up all about you. You notice that the ground seems to get wet and muddy. Before you is the starting of a swamp. Still it is nothing you can't handle so you move on, with a clear mind so as not to fall victim to the dangers of it.


Venom Swamp


As you make your way from bog to bog careful not to fall in the water and watch as a small snake, or so you may think, crosses your path and hardly gives you an after thought. You started to feel sick again, and are thinking that is must be the fumes from some of the bubbling pools you pass by now and then.

Indeed you are right for those with gifted sight or powers of their own will have already seen the water is far darker then it should be and has taken a purple-ish hue to its deep unforgiving ways. The bubbling pools seem to have let lose a small miasma that, after extended periods of time, confounds the foes mind, causes hysteria, makes them see what was never really there, and after far longer, will slowly kill the insides by shutting down the organs one by one.

Those with their powers or different sight would have seen that what you have mistaken for a snake was indeed one of a different race and size all together. The Calu, a demon snake, is known for is temper and deadly strike though it holds no poison in its fangs. It can still snap a man's neck in less then half a second.

The swamp is poisoned and things of a far darker power lurk below is purple poisoned waters, just waiting for you to make the mistake of disturbing the waters surface. You would soon find yourself in a watery grave or in the belly of beat long forgotten by man. You have almost made it to the end or so you seem to think.

High above you in the trees seems to be the gossamer webs of little spiders all entwined with a strange pink flower whose petals make the shape of a heart. You think to yourself how lovely those would be and wonder if you dare to climb a tree and take one. Their scent floating down so soft, and inviting. However something made a ripple in the water to your right and you seem to snap back to your own self and move on forgetting about the flowers that gossamer webs hung to.

And rightly so that you did for no sooner would you have touched the flower known as The Devil's Advocate, then you would have fallen victim to the poisonous bite of a strange species of spider known as Dalwii, and their spider queen Kalin. How lovely you would have been dressed in the finest silk the swamp had to offer as the queen feasted upon what was left of your body, for no one touches her flowers and walks away alive, for long.

Through the endless forest and the never ending swamp you have past and you now have come back to solid ground. You are surprised as to what you see before you not so far off. It takes your breath away and it is some time once again before you are able to think correctly.

Damned Art


There looming before you as it did when you first set eyes on it is a castle far unlike any other. The art works on the outside walls where so intricately done that one would think the whole thing was nothing more then paint on air. So majestically was it all done and placed together that it seemed to bring only one word to the beholders mind. "Perfection" in its purest form. Though upon closer look the castle seemed to have a far darker look on things, though for all its glory one would never be able to tell.

As you walk closer, almost unable to keep your breath, you come to the realization that what you are looking at is indeed not a castle but a wall without a door. It seems to span the corners of your vision, the boundaries of the swamp and the forest itself and go on forever. You would think to climb it but some of the art work seems sharp and you would never want to defile something so grand as this masterpiece in all of your short lived life.

Though those with power would be far wiser to keep well away from the wall as the swamp itself would seem safer. So much magic was poured into the making of the object you see before you. For magics so dark and fouls to that of ever lasting light. Things to render you helpless against those that have become part of the wall itself for indeed from time to time the works of art moved as if they where living, for in their own right they where indeed alive. Poor souls lost to the ways of the world and not yet stained enough to fall into Hell itself, over taken by perfection at a costly price. Though they could be called souls no longer, more like living shadows of sins from the past. The dead of the dead as they were rightly called. One of the first keepers of the grounds beyond and about.

A closer look above would tell any that though they might have made it to the top unharmed there was no way over the wall itself, as countless domes, barriers, wards, enchantments, arrays, and net magics where build there to keep out any and all who where deemed unwelcome. Though confused as you may have been there was that same laughter as before, a small space along the wall to the west seemed to have opened up.

You make your way through and find yourself under those looming clouds like before. Before you stands a castle much like the wall, though the only hint that t was not another wall like the one before was the large wooden door done just like the wall behind you but in wood and the fact that you could see light from a few windows here and there of what you could see.

Castle Sin


Before you stands a castle, that takes your breath away. You stand in aw as this castle reaches to the clouds and above. The dark clouds swirl at the seemingly endless top of the center spire. As your eye wanders about in the sky you happen to notice there are other towers that seemed to spring up out of the main building before you. There are six outer one and then central spire made twelve though there were smaller ones that could be seen still coming up out of the central body of the castle. Some had bridges running between them in some form of web work.

The castle's outer walls where done in the same form of art work as the behind you as it only served to add to the over wheeling effect of perfection. Above the giant wooden door stood seven different states, that seemed to be grading it in some evil way. Each was different in its own fashion.

The first of the seven was in the center of the seven and seemed to command respect as it was the first that drew your attention to it. The eyes were a deep purple and it was cloaked in a cloak that went down to its feet, while a hood over cast everything about the face by those eyes that seemed to bore straight into one's soul and look at for the pride in one's heart.

The second, on the left, was a monstrous female demon who's fangs where blood red, and her lips where crimson in color. Flames carved from stone licked at her feet as they were decked out in armored boots. The body as a whole was decked out in armor fit for seven world wars. It seemed to scream murder to the eyes of the beholder, and struck fear into the hearts of humanity, as wrath seemed to pool all about it.

The third was a slender female figure was on the left side of the center statues. She wore a long dress that had a slit that ran all the way up to a more reveling spot. She had long nails that where painted a deep blue and her dress was the same way. She seemed so nice and inviting as she struck lust in the hearts of all who beheld it.

The fourth statue was a slightly tall male. It seemed to be decked out in all f the most gaudy and rich things someone who had a lot of money would be seen wearing. The skin was golden and shown brightly when the light, or what little there was, caught it at the right angel. It seemed to hold an air of greed about it in all is golden glory.

The fifth was a figure who's gender could not be guessed. It was quit hidden by the shadows that where cast from the other four. Though the green mask, seemingly made of emerald or jade that donned its almost blank face seemed to invoke the deep sad feelings of envy into those who looked upon it.

The six was a female figure who was far to skinny for their own good it seemed and yet had food all about her. A content smile across her lips as if she was full and knew it all too well, but her eyes held a hunger far greater then any being known to humanity. The food seemed to give off an orange color when looked at from certain ways. When one looked at it one would feel slightly hungry and would fall prey to feelings of gluttony.

The seventh and last figure was a woman again covered in sheets and leaned against pillows in a way. She seemed to be blissfully asleep and lost in a world of dreams. So soft did she look there all wrapped up in those silky sheets and soft feathered pillows. One's eyes would get to heavy the longer they looked at it and soon would fall asleep if they did not snap back to themselves. Sloth was a sin all where guilty of form time to time and this stone being seemed to bring back those dreams to the beholder's mind.

You walk forward as if to open the door and can not help but hear faint whispers in seven different voices. You pull once, the door not giving. You push once the door still not giving. You look at it for a moment or so. You can see fine words written in elegant writing of old and you read them to yourself.

"Utter thy name, and confess thy sin, then the way will open within."


You think for a while, not knowing the meaning of the confusing words. Until at last it comes to you. You speak your true name and admit what has been in your heart sense you were brought into this world. There was the sound of many locks coming undone as the door swings open.

Before you is a long hall way, made of stone with the same art as seems custom to the castle. The air however in front of you, shimmers like when before you walked through to this strange world of wonder and fear. You walk through and find yourself deep in the castle.

Above you written in the same writing as the front door is a sign. It reads as you speak to yourself allowed and your voice echos back off the walls of the large and long hall ways.

"Welcome to Castle Sin."

The Throne Room


As you wander through the halls and various rooms of the first few floors and come to yet another stare way that seems to be the same as the other ones you have gone up, you think how many rooms and floors does this castle have? How can such a thing have been made and by who? still you make your way up the never ending stairs and come to a large room, with different things all set about in it.

You look about and see many hall ways that seem to lead into and from the room. It was far larger then you thought as first as you look up and notice that you are quit unable to see the ceiling. It was bad enough that you had already lost count of how many floors you had gone up, was this one serenity seven or seven hundred and seventy seven? You just shrug away that thought and look about some more.

To your left by the main entrance which was the large hall way, almost a foyer, that you came out of was a place set to be some kind of bar or cafe'. Puzzled you still look about as your eyes adjust to the flame lit room. The room, though large, seems warm in the way it is placed together. Certain things to sit on and a few tables placed here and there so nothing seems out of place. The only thing that bothers you is that you can not see the far wall or the end of the room all together. As to solve this problem on your own you walk a little father in, and are surprised to see seven large chairs all in different shapes and sizes lined up a ways away from the far wall.

Each had its own theme to it as you noticed and they where all overly done in their own strange fashion. There was the largest and tallest one in the dead center of them which stood a clear foot above a few of the remaining six and in some cases a clear three feet above others. Four where on one side and three on the other. You wonder why there where three to the right and four to the left, but that didn't stop you from wondering what they where for and how the hell this place came to be.

By now you are far too tired to care, and the place seems to be empty so you find yourself a nice place on some pillows off in the right corner and fall asleep lightly, keeping your weapon ready in case you were wrong and the place was in fact not as empty as you thought.

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Kei walks out of his bedroom with a big yawn. Groggily he makes his way down to the foyer where the throne room lays. Only the echo of his footsteps greet his ears. Sometimes the loneliness of being the only Sin in the castle gets depressing. He longs for Chel to return. Finally reaching the foyer he walks slowly over to his throne and sits down.

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As he sits he thinks long and hard about what to do. The first thing that pops into his head is to get food. Smiling he snaps fingers. Moments later a little demon appears at his elbow and bows slightly. Looking right into the little demons eyes Kei speaks with such a tone that all who hear it instantly become mesmerized, "I desire some steak and eggs for my breakfast.". With a squeak the little demon disappears towards the kitchen to attend to his masters' breakfast.

[The Chels]

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Chels walked the halls of the castle, with a smirk on her face. Her long hair laying in a very perfect manor over her shoulders, her tight dress very flattering to her shape. Each step she takes is treated like a catwalk, only less obvious and more natural. She sways her hips as she lingers, leaning against the walk of the castle. She had returned from previous engagements that the night had ensnared her in, her red lips pursed.

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Sensing the presence of Chel in the castle Kei jumps to his feet and yells to the little demon, "Forget my breakfast!! I will eat later.". Turning on the spot and disappearing in an instant an in the next he materializes next to Chel, "Well, well. She returns. So tell me Chel, what were you up to last night? Better yet, I would rather not know. But in the same regards are you hungry?". As he waits for an answer he stares at Chel and realizes that if the Sins were not immune to the effects of each other then he himself would have been rendered speechless and dumb struck by her beauty."

[The Chels]

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Chels let out a little giggle as Kei ran up to her with a ramble of words ushering out of his mouth. "No Kei, I am not hungry, I had enough to fill me last night that will keep me satisfied until noon." she laughed, then bit her lower lip looking away towards the floor molding. She then looked towards him, her long fingers reached for his chin, her fingernails brushing his flesh. "Why do you ask, darling?" Chels had a way of teasing, which kept both her and her friends quite entertained.

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Smiling lightly Kei looks softly at Chel as he cups his hand around hers, "Because eating alone felt so drab and boring. But what do you know I can wait till noon. Now Ms. Playful, as much fun as this is, you know games are nothing I look forward to. The whole point of acting like that is to captivate. But I do not wish to play if there is no prize involved.". Slowly releasing her hand Kei walks back towards the foyer to set about doing something, and anything at all would do for the moment. It was nice having Chel back, it wouldn't be so lonely now. At the same time though he felt no desire to play her games when they were for amusement.

[The Chels]

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With a sign, she faced the opposite direction, longing for something more than the hallway could provide. She began to wander again, hoping to eventually reach a room that would interest her. After a few hours of wandering, she grew frustrated with being lost. "Damn these halls," she spoke, her mischievous hands running along the wall as she walked. At last, she reached the foyer which was where she was not trying to go. "I swear, one day I am going to get completely lost and die in these hallways." Then, with a laugh, she said, "Wait a second..." smirking, "I can't die." Chels leaned against a counter, longing for some alcohol.

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Hearing Chel speak behind him Kei turn rapidly and shook his head, "Always so dramatic Chel. You should know the hallways by now. You are the embodiment of Lust you know, besides we do live here." Still shaking his head and smiling lightly he walks behind the bar and opens a bottle of watermelon flavored alcohol and hands it to her, "There you go Chel." Still smiling he makes his way over to his throne and sits upon it.