Divided By Sin

Divided By Sin

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What can you do when the most dangerous gang around wants to take over the city? The Seven Deadly Sins gang won't even let you answer that question.

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Divided By Sin


"I am better than anyone!"

A single gang rules the underground in the city of Virtue. They have monopolized over the other gangs of the city, taking over small businesses and keeping a careful eye over the people who live there.

"I could just eat you up...and maybe I will!"

It's impossible for anything to go by without them knowing it. And well, if you try, and they find out, let's just say there's a few prices to pay for it. They're bad and they know it and they very well want the whole rest of the city to know it, too.

"I want it all and then I want some more!"

The gang, known as the Seven Sins Gang, want to pull off a hit. They may control most of the trade routes and city's cash flow--and are basically the creators of the Underground market--but that's not enough for them. They want more.

"I could pull this off with my eyes closed!"

The city is ruled by a small group of leaders. The leaders believe that they have everything in the city under control. They are well aware of the existence of the Seven Sins Gang, but they hardly know half the stuff that goes on behind their backs. The Gang wants to take these leaders over, show them who's boss.

"I'll beat them down until they're crying for mercy!"

They want to take over the entire city of Virtue. This might seem simple for such a dangerous and feared gang, but it's not. A lot of issues have been coming up within in the gang. Internal fighting, arguments, disagreements--maybe even some betrayal.

"I just love to hate!"

The Seven Sins Gang is ready to pull of their greatest hit yet. They have all the plans lined up, all the ideas in order--they just have to get ready and do it. But how can they handle controlling a city when they can hardly handle each other? They're breaking apart. Who knows what could happen now?

"I deserve more than anyone else!"


So Basically...
You can play as one of the members of the Seven Sins Gang. Each member is basically the embodiment of a sin. The gang is ruled by the leader--the one who is Pride--and they basically run the entire city of Virtue under the watchful eyes of the city’s leaders.

Virtue is basically split between the rich and the poor. The rich live near the leaders. They have nice homes, good food, money, cars, and good jobs. The poor, however, live in the run-down area of the Underground. The Underground was basically created by the Seven Sins Gang to give the poor a place to survive. The Underground is where the members of the gang reside, keeping watch over the Underground market (where the poor citizens go to take care of each other) and generally cause as much torment as they can on the city’s rich and leaders. Sometimes they steal, sometimes they kill.

All this may seem nice, but their real goal is control. The poor people of the Underground look up to the members of the Gang through a mix of respect and fear. However, the members of the Gang want more. They plan to take over the rest of the city and get rid of the current leaders. Unfortunately, this plan seems to be getting harder and harder since the members have begun to fall apart within each other, fighting with each other, breaking apart...

So it’s up to the players to say how this will end. Whether the gang achieves its goal, or they fail, or something completely different happens!

Characters:
Lust - Ajax Troy - poeticjustice8012
Gluttony - Merrick - GenericUserName
Greed - Ivy Welworth - Sophia & Sovia
Sloth - Valentine Slava - twitwi
Wrath - Kain Scott - freakofnature
Envy - Kylie St. Michael - ReaperGirl4
Pride - Siber Chance - Spectrum

Character Sheet:
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[color=hex code here][b]Name:[/b][/color]
(Your real name, genius)

[color=hex code here][b]Nickname:[/b][/color]
(Now what do your gang-mates call you?)

[color=hex code here][b]Sin:[/b][/color]
Your Sin:
Favorite Sin:
Least Favorite Sin:

[color=hex code here][b]Age:[/b][/color]
(Anywhere between 18-23)

[color=hex code here][b]Gender:[/b][/color]
(Please tell me you know how to fill this out)

[color=hex code here][b]Sexuality:[/b][/color]
(We accept all here~)

[color=hex code here][b]Love Interest:[/b][/color]
(Just because you love them, doesn't mean they gotta love you back, love dove!)

[color=hex code here][b]Personality:[/b][/color]
(Come on, you know what to put here. At least a few lines)

[color=hex code here][b]Clothes/Accessories:[/b][/color]
(What style(s) do they wear? Do they have anything that’s always with them?)

[color=hex code here][b]Fears:[/b][/color]
(At least one is necessary. It can be anything from a random paranoia like bugs to a life-crippling issue like OCD)

[color=hex code here][b]History:[/b][/color]
(What was your life like before the gang? What were you like? Your family? Your friends? Etc. This doesn’t have to be filled out until later in the RP, but include how you found the gang and probably why you entered it.)

[color=hex code here][b]Theme Song:[/b][/color]
(Or songs)

[color=hex code here][b]Other:[/b][/color]
(Anything else?)


Set extra pictures up in the character sheet as you please. ^^

Rules:
1) No god-modding.
2) Absolutely NO one-liners. This is a semi-literate to a literate roleplay. I require at least 500 words per post. I understand having bad days, though, so it’s acceptable to have less on occasion, but not every time.
3) Please try to reply every day or every other day. If you're going to be gone for a bit, let me know so I can try to slow down the RP for you so you don't get too lost and drop out.
4) I want literacy. Don’t type “lyk dis.”
5) I will judge you by your character sheet. If it's set up sloppily, illiterate, and hard to read, I will reject your character. If it looks like there was an attempt made, I will ask you to tweak a few things and then probably accept you since I'm not completely heartless.
6) This is a mature RP. That means there will be cursing and likely mentions of blood. That said, romance is encouraged, but keep it PG-15 (totally)—any more and take it to the PMs.
7) Please try to keep things organized. I really dislike confusion and I'm sure others do as well. I have the right to kick you from the RP and you need to oblige to these rules. Otherwise, if you do follow these rules, we'll always be good here. ^^
8) You MUST reserve the character in the OOC section. Do NOT just make it and submit it. Please and thank you.
9) By asking to be a part of this roleplay, you are stating that you’re willing to stay and see it through to the end. Do not join and drop out somewhere along the way (unless your character is killed—unlikely). If you join, you stay. Otherwise, please don’t bother as it will only hinder the rest of us. Why make the effort for something you’re not going to be part of?
10) Now have fun~ <3

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Siber Chance

It was always dark outside. Even during the day, in the Underground, the sky was always covered in a thick layer of smog and pollutants that sometimes seemed so heavy it threatened to fall down on the poor, dirty people below it. The people were thriving, though. Well, most were, anyway. In this world, you either thrived, survived, or fell down and died. Oh, hah, that rhymed. I'm so clever. Nobody seemed to be very bright or cheery. Nobody ever had a spring to their step. And nobody was ever completely unselfish. Not in this world. Not in the Underground.

But Chance liked it here.

He liked it because he ruled it. He was a king of a pile of rats and garbage, but he was a king nonetheless and he'd be damned if he let anyone try and take that title away from him. If he made a law--or, as he preferred to call them, a "royal decree"--the people would follow. Or they would die. He would make sure of that. Chance also enjoyed his servants. The people who kissed his feet when he walked through the sticky alleyways, and the people who gave him food in hopes of him somehow making their family rich some day or giving them extra protection. He always smiled cheerfully in their direction and gave them the most uplifting types of words...but that didn't mean he wasn't lying. He never really understood why people seemed to trust him so much around here. They trusted him, but they cowered around him. Fear and power. What a totally perfect combination.

Then there were these slackers. Chance looked around the room at the people laying around. The room was dusty and dimly lit--the only light coming through the cracks in the walls from the outside. But of course, even the sunlight was dim in this city. Well, this part of the city, anyway. Those who lived under the asses of those stupid leaders up there in the rich part of the city got all the pretty, sparkly sunlight their hearts desired. And fresh water. And delicious food. Man, he was really hungry. "Fooooood!" Chance ran a hand over his face. "I'm huuuungry." He looked around at those in the room and found, with some distaste, that not a single one of them seemed to be paying any attention to him. Tch. "Hey! I'm hungry! Someone come with me to snag some food!" He smirked, suddenly going off into a world of his own. "After all, we'll need to be well nourished for my Big, Big Plans." That's what he referred to it as: his Big, Big Plans. His Big, Big Plans to take over the leaders of Virtue and control the city himself. Allll by himself. Just like he ran this place. Well, with some accompaniment, of course, but they were all less important. Naturally.

Getting up from his self-proclaimed "throne" (a computer chair that he enjoyed rolling around the room whenever he got bored), Chance clapped his hands. "Well, somebody better come with me. Boss's orders." He smiled at that. He always did. He shoved his hands in his pockets and started for the door. "Whoever comes with me gets their own dinner, too!" So he left it at that.

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Valentine Slava

Valentine had been lazing in his room quite comfortably. He really enjoyed laying in his bed under his snuggly covers. They were so warm and soft and... If he continued down that road, he would fall asleep again. What was wrong with that, again? His stomach gave a menacing grumble and he was reminded why he couldn't sleep. He was starving. The only reason he even stayed skinny, twig thin actually, was because he never took the effort to eat. Until it was necessary, of course. And this was one of those times. He groaned out loud. Why did his bed have to be so comfortable? Better yet, why did his body need food? Such a petty need.

Despite his unwillingness, Val shed his blankets to reveal a bare and skinny chest and grey track pants with a red logo up near the waist on the left side. They were well worn and highly comfortable, the best pants to lounge around in. Well, in his opinion. He had a large variety of other pants and sweats, but none ever felt as good as these. As these thoughts passed through his head, he had been sitting up on his bed, staring off. Until his stomach growled again, that is. That got him moving. He opened the door to his room, but took his time walking through the hall. He eventually made his way to the main room, where everyone else seemed to be. Oh, that couch just looked heavenly. He walked to it, sat at first, then shifted so he was laying, his feet sprawled out, unaware that they were all over Ajax. Not that he would have cared if he had known in the first place. He forgot his food issue and was just about to nod off...

That was, until Chance, Mr. Perfect, walked in the room declaring he was hungry. That set off Valentine's stomach to rumble like a thunder cloud yet again. But Val was determined to ignore it, ignore them all. But Chance was a persistant thing. "Hey! I'm hungry! Someone come with me to snag some food!" Val laughed at what Chance said. "You think that I of all people would get up and make you anythang? As if." Val scoffed. But Chance just kept going. He was not about to take no for an answer, was he? "After all, we'll need to be well nourished for my Big, Big Plans." Again, with the Big, Big Plans. Val wondered briefly if they would ever be told of these plans. Or maybe they had, and he forgot. He had a tendancy of doing that.

"Well, somebody better come with me. Boss's orders. Whoever comes with me gets their own dinner, too!"

Val groaned at the words. "But I don't wanna go." He announced and slid himself up into a sitting position. Only then did he realize that his feet had been on Ajax. Val gave him a sleepy smile. "Sorry 'bout that, sir. Didn' see ya there." He said in his typical southern drawl. No one was really sure where it came from, but it was there.

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Merrick Gula

Merrick's eyes moved slowly around the dimly lit room to each member of the gang. No one had much to say, as usual. The group was far from being friends, as they were far better at just pretending to get along. This was normal, as far as Merrick was concerned. He was just glad to be around people with similar issues... Or, so he assumed.There was no way of knowing for sure if any of the others even felt the same way about this little group as he did. None the less, the silence was eating at his nerves.

Merrick let out a heavy breath, just to give the room some sort of noise. He was bored. There was so little to do at a time like this. The boss was most likely scheming, Greed thinking about whatever it was she thought about (Probably money or jewels), Wrath planning a murder, Sloth was asleep, Envy was glaring, and Lust... Merrick shook his head slightly. 'I Don't really want to think about what goes on in there...' This was the way the group worked. It was more like a gathering of seven people than a gang, as a gang would be more inclined to work together. Of course, Merrick couldn't complain. He had his things to do as well. Things he would far prefer the others stay far away from. After all, he wouldn't want to ruin the relationship with the only people who thought he was more than just the common thief. Sometimes, he wondered if any of them had actually managed to find out about his particular taste. A smile graced his face.

'I didn't realize it, but I could really use-' "Fooooood!" The boss's voice interrupted Gluttony's thoughts. "I'm huuuungry." Merrick chuckled slightly; not turning to his boss. He was always quick to jump on the mention of food, as that was one of his favorite things, but it really was too amusing to watch the boss get all riled up about how no one paid him any mind. The frustration was oddly cute or perhaps just funny. When Chance began to order someone to come with him, Merrick finally allowed his eyes to move to his boss. There were "Big, big plans" involved. The ones Chance was always going on about.

Merrick was least likely to be of much use in these plans, but that was sort of the idea. He was a follower, and he knew it. He wasn't one for giving out orders. He preferred to just do as the boss said quietly until his own goals were achieved. That was the easiest way, after all. It was a pain to do all of the work himself when he could just do a little extra to get six pairs of hands on his side. And, maybe if he worked hard enough, all of these "friends" would need him just as much as he needed them... That was, after all, what he was going for. Completely owning each and every one of them. It would be worth it. But, for now, his concentration would be on the boss. One at a time...

"Hold on, Boss. I'll come. You know I'm always up for a meal." He smiled. This was a normal occurrence. Merrick was always happy, or so it seemed. The others in the group looked like they could use an occasional smile. They were all so grumpy. He stood from his seat on the floor and followed after his boss. He laughed slightly when he got to his side; just a few steps behind him. Wouldn't want to upstage the boss, would we? That would make him move a few steps back metaphorically. Much better to do it in real life.

Merrick looked back as he heard some grumbling from Val. He smiled wider. Val was probably hungry, and, as usual, to lazy to eat.

"Maybe I'll bring something back for you, hm, Val?" He spoke with a small laugh. He then turned back to the matter at hand, his boss.

"So, what are you planning on for dinner?" He asked cheerily. Merrick knew this wouldn't be exactly what he wanted that night, but food was food. He would have to have the other meal another time... Preferably when no one else was around to stare...

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Ajax Troy

He woke up in his own bed this time. As opposed to when he usually woke up in the mornings, or in the afternoons, or really whenever he happened to wake up (being Lust led to some, ah, unusual sleep patterns) in a stranger's bed. Then again, it was always a complete stranger. Sometimes it was needed for him to return to the same person multiple times, especially if they happened to be a good partner or just had some kind of information that the group needed. It was ridiculously easy to pretend he actually cared about people, while in reality it just depended on how badly he needed what they had. He wasn't exactly that picky when it came to company... After all, when your usual nicknames included "slut" and "whore" there wasn't much you could do about getting good company. That being said, though, today Ajax (though he usually went by Troy or Lust) woke up in his own bed.

It was so strange, in fact, that at first he thought it was another person's, until the lack of anything on the sheets or warmth of another human informed him that, no, he had slept alone last night. Not exactly a tragedy, but he'd have to get some... Twelve hours was about his limit before he just needed some excuse to seduce another person, even if it was one of his fellow gang members. That being said, he never actually had sex with any of them. No, just a little touching here, some kissing there... No saying where the touching or kissing was, of course. You could say that Lust didn't have a few good idea about what others wanted when it came to relationships. You'd be right, more or less; for him it was mostly about physical appearance. Then again, he didn't do "relationships" so he wasn't the best person to ask.

He easily got up, stretching out his muscles in case he happened to get lucky (or put his talents to good use) early (ish) in the morning. It was morning, right?.... With the lack of sunlight it was hard to tell. Shrugging, Lust just started going over to his closet, where he quickly eliminated his usual dress (and by that I mean literally-- as much as he loved his French Maid outfit, he wore it just two days ago and it wasn't a good idea to pull out your best costumes too often) and then most of his skirts and more female-orientated clothing. He was planning on going up to the surface to get some information that Pride wanted, and he didn't feel like drawing attention to himself (for once) by cross-dressing, even if he liked doing so more than was probably healthy. Finally picking out a pair of skinny jeans and a black sweater, Troy easily threw off his previous wear of gray sweats and a white shirt, pulling on his new outfit and finishing it by buckling on his ever-present belt.

"Looking good," he told himself as he checked himself out in the mirror. Then again, as hot and sexy as he was, he made a point never to go so low as to jack off. He could always find someone else to do the, ah, tricky parts for him. It was always a matter of the right timing, the right outfit, and the right person (or people. Troy wasn't exactly picky when it came to three-ways or even something a little more kinky, though anymore than four people and it just got complicated) to get laid. And, well, as you could expect, Troy was the master of getting laid.

Walking out into the room, Lust made no move to greet the others, not having had a shower or anything yet. Hm.... Maybe I can invite one of the others to shower with me~ Wrath or Envy, perhaps... He had just started drifting back off to sleep, despite not having "enjoyed" himself recently, when a certain Sin came and lay on top of him. Not like Lust was entirely annoyed like someone like Wrath would have been, Troy was more... Perplexed on why Sloth of all people would try to his him as some kind of leg pillow. Somewhat confused, the most perverted of the sins was about to ask what was going through Sloth's mind when Chance came in.

"Fooooood!" Well, that was certainly one way to say hello... "I'm huuuungry." As were most of the Sins. Well, except Lust. Something about sleeping with almost everyone got you some good food... Strange, right? As such, though, Troy ignored Pride in favor of glaring at the thing that was making his lower body fall asleep due to weight... Which was surprising, since Sloth ate very little. Then again, Lust was more of a lean weight... "Hey! I'm hungry! Someone come with me to snag some food!"

"You think that I of all people would get up and make you anythang? As if." Ah, so Valentine was awake and alive. Surprisingly, since Lust wouldn't be surprised if the lazy man just one day died because he didn't want to get up and eat anything. Tuning out of the conversation, mostly because it didn't really bother him, Lust held up a hand and examined it. It had been a few weeks since his last manicure, and god knew he needed to have another one soon. He did all sorts of things with his hands, after all, and needed them to be kept nice and soft for his various, ah, friends.

"Sorry 'bout that, sir. Didn' see ya there." Lust looked up at Val as the skinny male got off of him, the Southern Drawl both amusing and strange to Troy. Shrugging, Lust gave the other man a coy grin and fluttered his eyes a little slyly. Opening his legs a little to be a tease, Troy gave his... Ally an easily faked innocent look. Well, as innocent as he could get, which was surprisingly innocent considering everything the male had done.

"Why, Val, if you wanted to get close all you have to do is ask~" Troy could have kept it up but he let himself giggle before standing and turning to wink at Chance, who looked plain annoyed at the lack of response he was getting from his gang members. Well, if he caught us at a better time... Maybe I'll have to relieve him of that stress of being a leader~ The plan already forming in his head, Lust yawned and made sure Chance got a good view of his ass as the brunette walked over to a familiar redhead and slung two arms around Wrath's neck to whisper in his ear, "Interested in having a shower later~? I might invite Envy if you want to get interesting."

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Character Portrait: Kylie St. Michael

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Kylie awoke with an uncomfortable feeling on his face, particularly the bridge of his nose. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. It was only when he opened his eyes and realized that he was seeing everything in colorful blurs that he noticed that he didn't have his glasses on. But wait: he could've sword he'd been wearing them last night... What gives? he thought as he frantically waved his hands around the space in front of him. At last, he felt something familiar: a rather large, thick book, which he identified as his world history textbook. Then, he felt something else. Two things, actually. The remains of his glasses. Oh, no… please… not again!

They had been broken in half, snapped at the bridge. Somehow, the tape had come off and the two separate halves fell apart while he’d been sleeping. Thoroughly frustrated, he shoved the two pieces in his pockets and stood up to walk over to the door and search the place for tape or glue or some other adhesive. Instead of completing his simple objective, as soon as he took the first step, he fell flat on his face. As pain flared through his nose, cheekbones and forehead, he let out a groan of pain and frustration. Everything was so blurry and indistinguishable, it made his head hurt. Why couldn’t he see well like normal people? Everyone else in that godforsaken place could see perfectly damn fine! Why couldn’t he be like everyone else? No, he had to be as blind as a fucking bat! Fuck you, fate, he thought angrily. Fuck. You.

So, cautiosly, he rose to his feet and carefully, waving his hands out in front of him, eyes squeezed tightly shut (what use were they now?), tried to make his way to the door and at least get out of the room and ask around for some tape or glue or something. At once, he banged his bare foot into the bedpost. Tears sprang to his eyes and he gave out a little cry of pain. Some mornings, he just hated everything. Even himself. But especially other people.

So it was no surprise that when he finally exited his room (almost tripping over the threshold) and immediately hit the wall on the other side of the hallway, he freaked out and began swearing so bad a sailor would have winced. He kicked the wall for good measure, but it pained his uncovered foot as much as the small dent in the wall might’ve hurt the wall itself, had it been able to feel. But that was a stupid metaphor. Anyways, extremely, extremely frustrated, Ky pressed himself up against the wall and quietly shuffled down the hallway. He could hear voices coming from up ahead, but he was too focused on getting around to take the time to identify them. He bit his lip as he went along, almost afraid that he’d run into something.

At that moment, finally feeling confident that he knew the room well, he stepped away from the wall and tried to appear casual as he entered the room, the fragments of his glasses still stuffed in the pockets of his sweatshirt. He hated wearing his glasses in front of others, and often never moved when in their presence unless he really had too. He put on what he hoped was a casual smile.

“Has anyone seen any-“He ended up tripping over his own two feet and falling on his face again. He didn’t bother standing up, just rising from his flat position into a sitting one. “…Tape?” he grumbled despondently, not noticing his own face turn red.

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Character Portrait: Kain Scott Character Portrait: Ajax Troy Character Portrait: Kylie St. Michael

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Kain Scott

Sometimes Kain really wondered why the fuck he put up with these lunatics. Then of course, he remembered that no family is perfect and well…fuck. He doesn’t love them. Just loyalty. Just that. And over-protectiveness. Hell yeah, no one messes with the ones he…is loyal too without him fucking them up. Big time.

But at the moment. He wanted to strangle them all. Even the Boss. Hell all he wanted to do was strangle his Boss. As unlikely as it seemed, he was acting more like a child then ever. Why? Because he was mother fucking hungry.

Through half lidded eyes, Kain watched as Merrick got up, and headed over to the Boss, waiting for them to leave so he could go get food. Obviously the damn glutton would find him later and ask him to kill for food. Peachy. He knew what he did to them, but never once did the man dare to hurt his family, since he was a fucked up part of it, so Kain could give a rat’s ass. If the idiot ever decieded that Kain looked like a good meal…well they would need to find a new gang member since Merrick would be either dead, or seriously mother fucking injured to the point he wanted to die.

A small movement caught his eye, walking into the room. Lust it seemed. Perfect. Rolling his now more closed then open eyes, Wrath leaned back against the wall, sliding into a sitting postion. Fuck he was tired. What the hell happened to him last night?

Getting Merrick food…killing a few people. God what made him so fucking sleepy. He felt like Sloth. And he really didn’t like that feeling. Lazy asshole. Tolerable, but fucking lazy as a…sloth. No shit.

More talking lulled the beast to sleep, a happy place for him. Fairies danced and unicorns shit rainbows while bees flew in lazy circles and-. Kain snorted. He wasn’t tired. He was fucking delusional. Unicorns his ass. Fucking not real, mythical creatures. Bees; bugs right there. Kill ‘em all. But they made honey so he might let them live. Fairies weren’t real either; but then again they just might be. Like fireflies….

Yeah no. he needed to fucking sleep. Now. Or the god he could give less of a shit, struck him with something that made him speak everything that came to mind.

He shuddered. Scary shit right there. Ew…random thought of girls. Aww, fucking gross. Thanks asshole God. Thanks.

But did fate, something else Kain didn’t believe in to begin with, let him sleep peacefully like he wanted? Ha, of course not. Fate was a bitch on her period 24/7 with horrid cramps and bipolar and most likely have way to many meds she took for her fucked up personality. No one would ever date her. Fate that is.

And she was going to get him for saying that. Not that he cared. He didn’t like her to begin with. But if she fucked with his family…he would find a way to fuck up Fate. Yeah, he was over-protective. But he was a hitman. His next job was always on his mind. Always.

“Why Val, if you wanted to get close all you have to do is ask~” Lust spoke, quiet loudly if you asked Wrath. Fucking slutty piece of hot…whatever. Fucking sleeping. No thinking of that damn Lust. Sex addict, kitten thing right there. How the hell could he do it.

Wrath knew that if someone ever touched him and he didn’t want them too their face would be smashed in and their heart would have stopped beating from the mere fear that he was pissed off. Wait…wasn’t he supposed to be sleeping? Yeah, getting back on that.

He was just about to drift off into Dreamland, more like Neverland but that’s not the point, when the rustle of clothing and a slightly not light weight settled across his lap and a pair of arms wrapping themselves around Wrath’s neck, loosely.

Great. Said slut was on his lap. Kain growled lowly, annoyed that his nap wasn’t going to happen. Fucking slutty brat-thing. That’s what Lust was. A cool, kinda hot…right. Faking sleep. Let’s try that.

“Interested in having a shower later~?” the boy purred into Kain’s ear, making his eyes open fully, a slow maniacal grin forming across his face, “I might invite Envy if you want to get interesting.” At that Kain chuckled; loudly actually, sleep long forgotten.

With a very manly giggle/snort thing, Kain felt himself nuzzle Lust’s, commonly called Troy, neck and rumbled lowly, “Aw, but baby,” he laughed again, “I thought you said next time it was just gon’ be you an’ me. Hell Lust-boy, you promised me as I fucked you that next time would really just be you and me. Alone. I don’t want no Envy ruinin’ our time together. Do you?” With another snort Kain pulled away and flashed his pearly white, and sharp, teeth. Of course no such thing had actually happened. Kain wasn’t a mushy type of asshole, and Lust wasn’t clingy. They just tolerated each other.

Lust with sex, most times. Or teasing. Or pissing him off. And Kain with not beating his fucking face in every time said brat got him angry.

A shuffle of feet didn’t bother Kain, but the speaking of the devil, in this case it was Envy, drew his attention elsewhere beside Lust.

“Has anyone see any-” the kid tripped over nothing except his feet, landing with a harsh thud that caused even Kain to wince, [b]“…tape?” he finished lowly, scowling.

Shifting Lust off of him, Wrath stood and pulled his playmate up along with him.

“Err, sorry kid, I got nothing. Best o luck to ya though,” Kain bent down to roughly ruffle the kid’s hair and turned to the rest of the group, smiling widely, “If ya guys hear any moanin’ or shouting. It’s probably gon’ be Mr. Sex Kitten n I gettin it on. So just a heads up.”

With a loud, and to most really, really disturbing, laugh, Kain walked out the room with Lust.

When they were out of ear shot, Kain cast a glance over at the brunet, “Oi, were you just fuckin’ round or what? Cuz…I’m kinda fucking really tired.”

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"Maybe I'll bring something back for you, hm, Val?"

Val nearly juped up. Nearly. "Ooh, that would be heavenly, darlin'." He waved to Merrick and the boss. "Have fun, y'all. Don' forget tah bring me back a lil' somethin'!" Maybe now that his stomach knew something was coming, maybe it would shut the hell up and let him just survive the rest of nthe day. It was unlikely. He would probably have to actually get up and get something as well as wait for the snack being brought back for him by Merrick. He sighed. Such a waste of energy, if you asked him. Eating should be a want instead of a need. That would be fine by Valentine.

"Why, Val, if you wanted to get close all you have to do is ask~"

Val chuckled and gave his "friend" a slow wink. "Hey, y'know I'm always up for it. If'n I get to lay there, o' course." He said and chuckled again. "If you're a lookin' for satisfaction for you, ya may be a bit SOL. Unless ya invite others along. Then I'm down for that too." He chuckled again as he watched Kain and Ajax start going back and forth.

“If ya guys hear any moanin’ or shouting. It’s probably gon’ be Mr. Sex Kitten n I gettin it on. So just a heads up.”

Val laughed again at this. Even if Kain hated him, he could still make great jokes. Jokes had to be appreciated, no matter who said it, friend or foe. "Alright, I'll be sure to wear earmuffs then!" He called after the two of them as they left the room. He looked at the remaining people in the room, and realized that Kylie was looking for some tape or glue. Val moaned. "I have some, but it's all the way in my room! Rahhhh. So. Damn. Lazy." With a sigh, Val heaved himself up off the couch. He needed more people that didn't completely hate him, so maybe helping Kylie out would help with that. "C'mon, man. I'll help ya down the hall. You look like you're ready to run into everythin'." He said with a light chuckle. He didn't dare touch Kylie, but he walked backwards and looked at Kylie as he walked, making sure he didn't trip and fall too hard. They needed all their gang members. They don't need to be trying to replace anyone.

Val made it to his room after a long time of walking slowly, Kylie behind him. "Ya might wanna wait here. There's a lot a stuff you could be trippin' on. Would hate ta see that happen." Val then went to his dresser and opened a drawer. He pulled out some super glue and then gave it to Kylie. "Would you like to do it, or do ya want me ta do it so ya don' go gluin' yur hands together?" Val would have loved to see that, but he was sure that this embodiment of Envy would hate it. Absolutely hate it.

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Ivy, my darling wake up The voice within the darkness stirred Ivy Welworth in her sleep, normally she would sleep through it but this time it kept echoing. In an attempt to sleep through it Ivy curled up in a small ball within the blanket on her queen size, barely decent, bed.

IVY! The shriek caused her eyes to fly wide open. With unfocused eyes she looked around in the familiar darkness only to realize she was within her bedroom, sighing she looked down at her body which was now in a sitting position with her arms wrapped around her knees... shaking. Not again... Her small thought brought a small smile in the dark, then a chuck which grew to a laugh, an empty laugh. Hearing the commotion downstairs she threw off her peach colored blanket, that made her bed look half decent, and walked over to the window beside the bed. Raising the blinds she squinted out into the dark, gloomy, horrid place they unfortunately call home. Tightening her grip on the window sill thoughts of something more entered her mind. A mansion? Riches of the world? Happiness? Why not all that this world had to offer and so much more.

Accepting that idea she went to her tattered dresser and yanked open one of the compartments, pulling the nightgown off her lean and fit body she peered into the crack filled full body mirror. Even though the mirror showed a small framed hungry girl in her undergarments, she saw an empty girl that needed more... more than this place could ever offer. Pushing the thoughts out of her head she went onto stripping off the small bits of fabric that hid her naked body. Exchanging her undergarments for another; she began the dressing process with a black and grey sundress, black leggings, and sandals. Slowly walking over to the stand beside her bed, she took the red ribbon that laid alone on it, and sat on the bed. She stared down at the ribbon for a few seconds before tying it around her right thigh, finishing the dressing procedure.

Walking out the door, she left the dark familiar and yet not so familiar bedroom behind her. Making her way down the hallway she noticed Valentine and Kylie heading the opposite way, taking her eyes off them she counted the tiles, only when they were inside Valentine's bedroom did she focused on their voices. From the conversation Kylie needed assistance with his glasses, she recalled having a tape of two but i was hers and she was not going to allow Kylie use her tape for his own benefit. Smirking she continued down the stairs to the room everyone seemed to be located. Looking around she noticed everyone was on the move, but they didn't perk her interest until her eyes laid on Chance. He was walking out with Merrick at his back and by the way he didn't linger to show off his so called "Perfection" and his urgent footsteps he had a plan he was itching to lay on them. He was so irritating and realizing how much she observed him irritated her even more so.

With a sigh she calmed herself and walked after them, "Sooo, what are we doing now?" Even though she did not like Chance he was useful unfortunately and if she could get something out of this plan, success or fail she would follow him to the ends of the earth... oh gosh. Nodding at the thought she crossed her arms at the chest.

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At first it seemed like nobody would even bothering coming with him, especially not that lazy hick Valentina. Chance was beginning to get annoyed from the lack of attention. The attention he should have all the time. The attention he so rightly deserved, thank you! But just as he was about to turn around and order someone to come with him this very instant or he'd make sure none of them would have dinner ever again, Merrick stood and agreed to come with. "Hold on, Boss. I'll come. You know I'm always up for a meal." Chance's hot head cooled down, a smile forming back on his face as the glutton got into his proper place one step behind him. Good Merrick. Merrick was always good. One of his favorites by way of personality. But that nasty diet of his kind of weirded Chance out. He trusted his own abilities enough to let his guard down around Merrick, but he was always keeping a watchful eye on him around the others. He wasn't sure who all else knew about the guy's strange, uh, food choices, but he wanted to make sure all were accounted for alive and in one piece, and not chopped up in a soup somewhere. "So, what are you planning on for dinner?"

Not me, Chance still couldn't help but think. So, yeah, he was a little judgmental about the whole cannibal thing, but he was a little judgmental about everything. Kylie's stupid name, Troy's perverted tendencies... He really hated when Troy tried toying with him. Siber Chance was too good for a whore, especially a sly and dirty one like Lust himself. He made sure Troy knew that whenever he tried coming around. Of course, that wasn't to say he didn't fall for it every once it a while. He had to admit, it was a good show. "I feel like eating rich tonight, so I figured we could go screw around in Sunshine Village." That wasn't the real name of the richer city, but it was as good a name as any. He liked making nicknames for things.

Oh, but back to the others. Chance let his mind wander as they left the hideout, leaving the noise of the others behind. He heard something about tape and flirting and some other things he hadn't cared enough to bother about. The only thing that managed to get him to glance over his shoulder was the voice of a certain Mizz Welworth. All she got was a glance, though, before Chance was facing forward once again, door closing behind him and Merrick. Ivy was gorgeous--and he had a good idea that she knew that very well--and being the only chick in the group held her own better than some of the guys. Maybe not as well as Wrath himself, but her talents were useful and her beauty and loyalty made her worth having around. Sort of like a team trophy, Chance liked to think sometimes. He liked to believe he could get her whenever he wanted, so he hardly ever bothered trying too hard. Inter-gang relationships would be complicated. Which was also why he didn't want Lust. Or, well, any of them. He was above them. Why should he stood so low for filth like them? He wanted someone cleaner, richer, brighter. Or maybe not.

Before he knew it, he and Merrick were at the edge of the city. "Oh," Chance mumbled, looking up at the sky. It was later than he thought it was. Hadn't they all just been waking up? Time wasn't really a factor in the Underground though. Morning and night didn't mean much when it came to how it looked outside. Morning was whenever you woke up and night was whenever you went to sleep. He stopped at the edge, looking at the palace-like building beyond where all the leaders of Virtue and their families lived. "You know what? I've changed my mind. We'll grab something from a beggar brat." With that, he turned on his heel and motioned Merrick along, refusing to give an explanation for the change of plans. "Have I told you about my Big, Big Plans, Merrick?" He grinned widely. "You're a good part of it."

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Merrick smiled a little when he heard his boss's response. Rich food... It was always the best. Of course, that was probably because it was more expensive in the first place. Perhaps that was why rich people tasted better, they were worth more in society. That, or it could have something to do with their proper hygiene. Merrick grimaced a little at that thought. He could never eat a beggar or just some gutter trash. They were so dirty. He looked up as a voice interrupted his thoughts. Her, oh yes, it just had to be her. His eyes lit up slightly, though not in a good way. He hated that woman.

Ivy Welworth, the girl who is unobtainable. That was what he had called her. She was a pretty girl, that was true, but she was illogical. He dropped his smile and glanced back at her only slightly. How dare she interrupt his plans! He was supposed to go alone with the boss. Now, Chance would have his eyes on her the whole time. He shook some. He truly hated her. She didn't understand life, not like he did... She just wanted things. Material things, the kind that money could afford. Those things would never love her back, as they couldn't. They would never truly belong to her. He clenched his fists.

'They can't love her back. She doesn't even understand them. Why possess what can't even care?! And those people she keeps... Always against their will. What's the fun of that? The fun of someone who doesn't need you like you need them...' Merrick's mind raced. It wasn't something that he enjoyed doing, but he definitely hated this woman. He nearly stepped forward, ahead of Chance, just to escape her. Luckily, he held his place. 'Don't let her get to you.'

A smile came suddenly to his face when Chance shut the door in the woman's face. He must not have noticed. Merrick laughed softly and spoke calmly to his boss.

"Rich food it is. Do you plan on stealing it or should I pay?" The question was only somewhat sincere. They were far more likely to walk out without paying than anything else. No need to worry about the bill when you were a gang member.

Merrick smiled slightly as they walked through the city. His mind was on his boss at the moment. He always did his best to keep Chance happy, just for the simplicity of it, if nothing more. Chance was the leader and that somehow meant a lot to Merrick. He was tough, someone to look up too. That, and he appeared to be rather intelligent. Merrick had even intrusted him with the one thing he never really spoke about, that being his "taste". Merrick blushed a little, suddenly becoming embarrassed. He hadn't really realized it... But... He was rather fond of his boss. Maybe it was a shred of his past coming back to haunt him... He just hated feeling completely free.

When the two reached the edge of the city, Merrick squinted to see the sky. Was it really that late? Well, it made sense. Everyone in the gang tended to be lazy, especially Val... He looked at Chance as he spoke.

"You know what? I've changed my mind. We'll grab something from a beggar brat." Merrick sighed in his mind, but only smiled outside. No rich food today... "Have I told you about my Big, Big Plans, Merrick?" Merrick nodded slowly. This was going to be... Fun. "You're a good part of it." Merrick suddenly looked a little shocked. What, exactly, was he going to be doing? He scratched his head just a little. This could be very bad. Chance wasn't going to use him as bait or something, was he?

"Th-That sounds nice... What exactly am I...?" He didn't finish as he followed after his boss. He blushed just a little more. Chance had a use for him? That was good. He shook his head little. He smiled brightly all of a sudden.

"Whatever you need."

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"Did he just?" Ivy mumbled to herself as she stood at the front door which was just recently closed inches from her face. Clenching, releasing them, and repeat she glared at the door as her anger settled.

"Oh, screw it," Kicking the door open the sound of the door slamming against the wall drowned her angry footsteps. Her mornings usually was much better than this. She would start off with a bit of a teasing of each member, then head outside to boss a few people around, and finally begin her search for the new big thing. After all that she was willing to do whatever those idiots wanted her to do as long as she benefited the most, but having Chance come so early and starting the day off with his plans she was barely in the mood.

I could be actually doing something I enjoy right now, thoughts like these were beginning to fill her head only when she hear her stomach painfully growl did her anger dissipate. Sighing she slowly made it up to the position Chance and the Glut stood. She made sure to keep her distance from the two, she hated one and the other hated her. To be honest everyone in their group seemed to hate one another, it was no surprise they couldn't get a single thing done together. Deciding on attempting to cooperate she remained silent as she peered out into the distance as she listened.

Hearing the plan of getting food brought a smile to her face but then again she felt good in the sun, it was late but even a little bit was good enough for her. She couldn't help but to think about all the wonders the sun spread its light across, if she could she was chase after the sun and take up all the treasures she could find. Sighing she realized she needed a new toy, turning back to the two she finally spoke up, "is it possible for this plan of yours to land me a toy or two?"

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@LS: LURKING SPEC I DO NOT LIKE BEING CALLED A LOSER! the hell is wrong with you? *sobs in a corner* IT'S LAME. LAME I TELL YOU. NOT LOSER. Apologize to me this INSTANT. god dammit. *cry cry* Hey now, 'it' happened many times already. Your boy is a little (read: WAY) too late, lurking spec. *evil smile* Ipod Touch? AWESOME! i left mine in the back of a rental car. D: so...dont have it anymore

@Poet: yeah just reply when you can. I'm STILL fangirling/slowly dying/crying/screaming/a lot of things, over the new DGM chapter. ^^"

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@Spec: Watch Men in Black 3 or iPod Touch... hmm. iPod Touch so outweighs the movie, even though MIB is awesome. Lol, but I'm glad you iPod is is so awesomesaucy lol.Oh gosh, too much applesauce in one post xD

@Poetic: Lol, I wondered if Lust crossdress and she got in a fight with Greed would it be considered a catfight lol.

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@Freak: xD It was... Ok xD But yeah. I'll reply later... Things... To do... ^^"

@SS: Haha, like Lust gives a crap xD He'd probably do it to piss her off. "Girl, I have a much better ass figure than you do." xD

@Spec: :P You wish! I would totally tackle you if you tried >:T Yes I did steal your face, muawahahaha!

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Sorry I can't post tonight, but I will tomorrow.

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@LF: Don't try to flatter me! My post ended up sucking big time by the way Dx But uh, yeah. Anyway! I'll be watching you, mizzy! You and your pervy dog Kaili too! >:T Him with poor Poetic's little Kia. Jerico is not happy in my head right now, no way. D< If he could march over there and destroy Kaili just before "it" happens, he would gladly do so time and time again!

@Poetic: Yes. I stand by that. I'll tie up your hands so you can't reply anymore. And blindfold you so you can't read anymore of Loser Freak's weirdness. xD Dx Did the L stand for Loser? I forgot ><

@SS: xD I do the same thing sometimes. We ended up not seeing the movie today. Instead, I got a brand spankin' new awesome, amazing iPod Touch~! *screams* It's so awesomely awesome! It's filled to the brim with awesomesauce! Ahhh! ...Oh, but when we do see a movie, which should be either tomorrow or sometime this week before friday ><, it'll be Men in Black 3.

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@Poetic: Oh no, Ivy would totally hate that but what's a story without a little drama xD

@Gen: <---- I should call you "Gin" lol. Oh, I understand now, this is a love (Gen) hate (Merrick) relationship. I love those ;] Awe, don't crawl away =O

@Freak: If you insist Freak... is it because... nah not gonna ask that lol.

@Spec: Thank you, glad to be back I missed yah and loved the convo while I was away. (Yes I stalk xD) I hope you enjoy the movie (A bit curious on what you're going to watch) and will await your second post and enjoy your day (Hope it doesn't overwhelm ya).

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@Poet: oh oh oh oh my GOD okay your reply has just been put on the back burner for like 20 mins because THE NEW D GRAY MAN CHAPTER JUST CAME OUT ANDFOAURI *fangirls around the room* yes. you...just...KANDA AND ALLEN AND NOAHS ANDLAFJEWO YAYYYYYY. *goes to read it* my...my hands are shaking. i cant...i just...i cant. i cant. I CANT. D:

Edit: okay sent. -.- enjoy the crappiness as i go reread this chapter for the nth time. D;

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@Freak: xD Yeah, I'm pretty sure we all know what Kaili was thinking anyway... Oh god >< That's certainly one way of putting it. Speaking of a threesome... xD -shot-

@Spec: Your Poetic? Suuuure~ -winks slyly- I can do that~

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@Lurking Spec: *innocent look* huh? me? ME? warping someone's mind? ha. YOU MAKE ME LAUGH. i did no such thing... *runs and hides for her life* Did i hear post? *peaks out of hiding* WOO YEAH BABY GUY LURKING SPEC IS GOING TO POST FOR US EVERYONE LET'S THROW A PAR-TAY! :3 i love Pride. Yes i do. I do i do. *goes back into hiding* dont kill me.

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Hehe, all you guys are so perfect. I'm going to a movie later and busy today, but when I get home and get a chance, I'll put up another post. ^^" Sorry. But I warned you guys! Dx

@Freak: Are you warping my poor Poetic's mind with your Kaili nonsense? >:T

@SS: Welcome back~! Your Greed is awesome. >3 She's totally perfect all the way around (in the awesome kind of way, of course).

I don't really have much else to say about anything, so um. I'll uh, make a post later when I can (today!), and then, uh, yeah. ^^"

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@SS: Honey, if i didnt want you to call me that, i would have changed my name a long long LONG, time ago. I like it. i've had the name for almost 3 years. (holy shit!), and i would have changed it if i got tired of it. But...i just love it too much. So, dont not call me Freak. I answer to it irl too. xD. Now the only thing i wonder is how Ivy will act with Wrath around too. Cuz, they are kinda similar at times. I THINK at least. ^^" And i really just wanna see Ivy hit on him and have him freak the hell out. It would be funny.

@Poet-child: shell-shocked. YES. well i got my coffee so i think...i'll just...go from where you left off. Cuz there is no way imma be able to write what Kaili thought of that without laughing or just walking away. I was surprised that you could too, i mean. YOUR GROWING UP. *sniff* yay! :3 next, threesome? *chokes and is shot*

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@SS: I love her too... I also really like the way you write her. So thoughtful... ARG! I'm so happy because she fantastic and Merrick is going to hate her! That sounds so horrible, but I love her and he won't and don't take that badly because it means you're doing it right! *Falls over* I'm going to go crawl back to my Scottish rap. *Crawls away*

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@Freak: So I take it that you are now shell-shocked? Is that a good or bad thing? ^^" Don't expect it to happen again... I can't believe I was even able to write that... o.0

@SS: Haha, that's cool xD But I have a plan for Lust to, well, "borrow" some clothes from Greed later, so she better come back~! Come on, of course the cross-dresser is going to borrow clothes from the girl.

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@Poet: *Bows* Thank you darling and sorry can't Ivy is following her dreadful boss ;]

@Freak: <------Don't like calling you that >.< *Hugs back* Why thank you for the compliment and hug =D And I'm glad you like her didn't know how I was going to pull it off, but according to people's reactions I must of done something right lol

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@SS: *huggles* i love Greed. Actually i knew i would love GREED, but i love your character in general. I mean...when i think greed i think male (only cuz 99% of all my chars are male) but DAMMIT, i can see it now. You...she...i like her. I like her alot. :3

@Poet: Hey, Hey...poet? what...what was that reply? Kia..did what now? excuse me? he...oh god. god...i'm shell shocked. i think...i might be TOO shocked to post for you today. *eye twitch* actually just let me get some coffee so i dont have a repeat of the hell yesterday and i'll make a post for you my darling poet-child (when did i call you my child?)

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Ivy is great xD Oh! After Lust finishes his shower, I'm figuring he'll go up to the surface... Anyone want to come with? It won't be very interesting.

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I'm back! =D

Sorry, that it took longer than expected. Wait today is Monday isn't it?
Darn, could have sworn I would be back Sunday... anywho I'm back and reading the previous posts and will make a post explaining all that Greed did over the time frame. Might be a bit long but will try to condense it.

Well, time to dive into it.

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To those of you in We Must Escape: I'm so sorry guys DX I'll make the first post tomorrow, promise. If I don't you have full permission to post.

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More people for Lust to seduce! -shot- But yeah, that sounds pretty cool xD I think it'll make it pretty interesting >D

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Kylie and Com can have a genius battle XD

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