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Kain Scott

"Fuck with me, 'n I'll fuck you back up."

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a character in “Divided By Sin”, as played by freakofnature

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Name:
Kain Scott

It’s ma name, what about it?

Nickname:
Kain or Wrath

Sin:
Your Sin: Wrath
Favorite Sin: Pride
Least Favorite Sin: Sloth

Age:
19

Too young be in a gang you say? Well fuck you too.

Gender:
Male

I got a cock, and I know it. Why would I be a female?

Sexuality:
Homosexual

I love dick. And tits repulse me. So I came to the conclusion that I am gay. Not hard to figure out.

Love Interest:
(Just because you love them, doesn't mean they gotta love you back, love dove!)

Personality:
As the embodiment of Wrath himself, Kain is known to have a short fuse. But what many don’t know is that he too, has his moments of calmness and peace.

Kain is always quick to start a fight; much like his sin Wrath would and even at times egging people on so he can get one. His rash nature and harsh, raspy tone of voice, due to cigarettes, make many fear him, and many more respect him. Out of the gang, Kain likes to kill the most.

However, even the beast likes his down time. When there is no work to do, or he isn’t fighting with the gang for the fun of it, Wrath can be found on the roof, watching the day go by, or asleep, his golden eyes closed making him look younger than 19.
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Blood. Killing. Pain. Though Kain does enjoy the first two, the thought of bringing another pain causes his mind to fill with
well pain as well. Even when on a mission to hunt down officials and kill them, Wrath always makes sure that it is a quick and painless death, but bloody all the same. But his hate of pain only applies when killing. Of course there are rare cases when he slowly kills another, but only when they have personally wronged him in some way, or hurt the ones he loves.

Even though he is Wrath, Kain isn’t dumb or stupid. He is pretty smart and knows where his loyalty lies. He probably is the most loyal to Pride. Though he is not his pet, he knows where he stands, and it is obviously not at the top. Not that he would ever want that position. Being the gang’s ‘hit man’ is good enough for him. It allows him to take on personal missions if he feels the need, and he always does. No one can ever harm his family without him finding out.

Me, most definitely. Of course I’m more complex than that, but you have to wait and see.

Clothes/Accessories:
Though Kain has no ‘real’ style of clothing, unlike some flaming gays in the world, he does have a steady pattern of clothes. It always seems that he wears a white shirt, with or without a tie (and usually that tie is tied wrong), paired with a black semi-formal jacket.

There are two jackets Kain hold particularly close to him. One is a dark red hoodie, while the other is a black jacket with yellow and black plaid on the inside.

In addition to shirts, it is obvious that Wrath doesn’t leave the house without pants. More often than not they are of a darker wash, with either a yellow or silver belt looped around them. As for shoes, he owns a pair of Converse, dirty with dried blood and dirt, and a pair of combat boots.

Fears:
Girls. They scare him. Hell, he has nightmares about them, smothering him with giant tits. Not a pretty thing to wake up to, when he’s screaming his head off.

Just tha’ thought of it gives me the fuckin’ creeps.

History:
Although not much has been willingly given by Kain, he has divulged that he was homeless until he was picked up by the gang at the tender age of 14. His parents had been killed in a car accident by a drunken official, causing him to hate the government with his whole entire being.

Fuck tha’ officials. I wanna kill ‘em all. They can go to Hell and rot.

Theme Song:
(Or songs)

Other:
None

So begins...

Kain Scott's Story

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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.”