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Ira Helmer

"God is the biggest hypocrite of them all. There is the Wrath of God, yet I am a sin."

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a character in “The Seven Sins & Virtues”, as played by mjolnir

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Crazy Bitch - Buckcherry ✧ For Your Entertainment - Adam Lambert âœĻ Break Stuff - Limp Bizkit ✧ B.Y.O.B. - System of a Down âœĻ I Hate Everything About You - Three Days Grace

{"Hell hath no fury like a woman... Scorned or not scorned makes no difference."}

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F U L L 0 N A M E
Ira Helmer

N I C K N A M E
Psycho
Anyone who can't handle her... Moods.

Satan's Mistress
By her students... Or at least the ones that don't like her.


A G E
Too old to count
Appears around the age of 30


G E N D E R
Female

S E X U A L I T Y
Pansexual & Aromantic

R O L E
Wrath
Professor of Self Defense
Professor of History of Warfare

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H E I G H T
5' 8"

W E I G H T
135 lbs

H A I R
On a normal day her hair is a golden blonde, that reaches down nearly to her elbows. It has a natural beachy wave to it when she wears it down, but for half of her classes she usually wears it back in either a ponytail or a tight bun. But during her Wrath embodiment, her hair hair changes to a deep crimson that mimics the color of blood, and goes as straight as a pin.

E Y E S
Being the pale, blonde beauty she is, it only makes sense that she would have crystal blue eyes to match. But with the increasing of her rage, her irises will first change to a blood red at an average level of anger. But when she reaches full Wrath embodiment, her entire eye, irises, whites and all, become as pitch black as the pit she was born from.

O D D I T I E S
On the inside of her right bicep, Ira has a tattoo of wrath written in a way that is read as "Wrath" either way. She also has upon her back a corset piercing that she always keeps strung together with black and crimson ribbons.

A P P E A R A N C E
Ira is gorgeous, fierce and intimidating. She carries herself with a regal fire where she emanates confidence, power and strength. Although from a distance she may look like a beautiful, normal woman, her eyes tell another tale. Their catlike shape and piercing irises show the fires within. Her warm ivory skin contrasts everything about her, being smooth like silk when everything about her is sharp and rough. She stands taller than most women giving her extremely long, stunning legs that lead up to her hour glass shape. She never was one for the tiny body shape, but allowed herself to have curves so she looked like a woman. Ira is usually seen in either a sophisticated wardrobe or something on the sexier side of the spectrum. But either way her clothing is almost always dark colors or red to reflect the person within.

When in her Wrath form she appears completely different than how she usually is. Her skin seems to fade in warmth, turning to a cold and stark paleness. The dark crimson hair seems to radiant like fire off the paleness of her skin while her eyes seem to recess into the dark abyss. Her voice booms deep and loud, while a whirlwind of air swirls around her. She's often in crimson and ebony armor like attire that have the appearance of scale like protection. The outside matches the fire within.

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P E R S O N A L I T Y
âœĻ Fierce ✧ Tempered âœĻ Seductive ✧ Aggressive âœĻ

Being Wrath, there is no shortage in rage, anger and feistiness in Ira. Its her way or the highway, and she'll make sure that you have that memorized. She knows what she wants, and when she wants it. Ira is powerful and she knows it. Power emanates from her at every moment. She is intimidating but in a magnetic sort of way. Ira terrifies others while also engaging their interest. She isn't afraid to show it and use it to make a point. She knows exactly who she is, and it suits her well. Everything she does, Ira does with purpose, strength and passion. Everything about Ira says strength, poise and power from the way she carries herself to her fiery voice.

Of course, Ira doesn't come short in her temper. Why would it? After all she is Wrath. Ira has two levels, somewhat friendly, passionate and tolerable in public situations... But on the other end of the spectrum is her bling rage. Some call her bipolar, insane, unstable... It's all true. She's a ticking time bomb. Most tip toe around her to avoid detonation, and it's very rare that their are people who don't set her off. Ira isn't one for subtle anything. So whatever she's feeling, most often rage, there is no way to miss it because she'll make sure it hits you over the head like a freight train.

Ira isn't lust, of course not. But that doesn't mean she doesn't have tendencies of some of her siblings. One of her main attributes that isn't related to wrath would be her seductiveness. Due to her radiant confidence, and toxic ferocity people are drawn to her. She is enticing without trying, but then adds her own flare to make it unable to be ignored. She's like an alleycat, intriguing, enticing but also a little rough around the edges.

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P O W E R S

S T R E N G T H S
Intimidation // Due to Ira's overwhelming power and presence, it takes little to no effort for her to intimidate others.

Power // Wrath is a very powerful sin, who has many catastrophic abilities at her fingertips.

Fury // Her anger burns deeper and more furious that of anyone else. That's why she is what she is. So her fury is beyond compare. It a wonderfully terrifying thing to witness.

Master of Combat // Ira has mastered every form of combat and warfare there is to master. Fighting and Wrath tend to go hand in hand, so it only seems logical that she'd have a vast knowledge.

W E A K N E S S E S
Patience // They are her opposite in every form. Although neither one can kill the other, everything they stand for and control can neutralize what she accomplishes, and vice versa.

"Siblings" // It's hard to say if Ira loves anyone or anything, but her siblings and Lucifer are her dysfunctional family, and if one were to try... It is possible that this could hinder her.

Uncontrollable // When in her Wrath form, Ira is not able to be controlled. She is reckless and will destroy anything and everything in her path, no matter how she feels for them in her normal form.

Aftermath // When Ira comes down from over exerting herself, she is particularly weak for a small frame of time which makes her more susceptible to be overtaken.

L I K E S
Fighting // Violence // Sex // Alcohol // BDSM // Power // War // Pain // Fire // Destruction // Natural Disasters // Black Mail

D I S L I K E S
Patience // Goody Goodies // Anhy of the Virtues // Michael // Angels // Meditation // Rules // Nearly Everyone and Everything

F E A R S
Nothing // Is this the truth? Well no one knows other than herself. She has never had the need to worry or be scared of much of anything. Usually she is the one people are afraid of, not the other way around.

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H I S T O R Y
Everyone knows the tale of Adam and Eve. Religious or not, it is something that all humans are accustomed to hearing about. But what is even nearly more known than the sin of Eve, would be their children. Cain and Abel. Cain was the first born human, while his brother... Abel was the first human murdered. Fables will tell many different versions behind the brothers. But one things is always the same... Cain killed his brother Abel out of jealousy, but more importantly wrath.

Abel's death was the first murder ever committed, and perfect for Lucifer's purposes. He was creating his sins... The Seven Deadly Sins. He had 5 down, and only 2 more to be created. It was so simple of a choice, maybe too simple. At first he thought of creating her from the burning embers from the deepest pit of hell, but that wasn't enough. No, instead he had the perfect solution. The first drop of blood, split by Cain's hand. What better ingredient to create wrath the first drop of spilt blood from the first murder ever committed.

Ira was the second to last Sin to be create before her brother Lucian. Although she is one of the younger of the sins, she appears physically older then her siblings while in her human form. A dangerous beauty. But just because she appears older does not mean she acts level headed and mature as she should. Ira is an untamable force. She is reckless, hot headed, impulsive and most importantly... Fuming with rage. She is deadly and destructive like a nuclear bomb with a catastrophic temperament.

When word of the Sins being sent to the human world reached Ira's ears, she seemed to be the only one of her siblings who wasn't excited about the opportunity to corrupt the youth. Sure she enjoyed the idea of drawing more and more souls to their side, who wouldn't. Ira enjoyed reeking havoc on the world as much as the next sin. But being sent to a college where she was posing as a human teacher was like a prison sentence. Someone with her sense of discourse, acting like a somewhat sane teacher is a challenge, not to mention trying not to murder every student who disobeys her rules or shows up late to class. Unlike her siblings, it was going to be a difficult challenge for her to lie low.

And as if God was laughing in her face, Michael's Virtues made an appearance at the already over crowded college. Since that day Ira has been chomping at the bit, becoming more and more unstable. She is a ticking time bomb of pent up wrath that she can not exert to the full potential she desires. And at some point... Something will push her over the edge. Once that happens, mass destruction will consume anything and everything in her wake.

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F A C E C L A I M
Charlize Theron

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C R E A T O R
Scar.-

So begins...

Ira Helmer's Story

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Things we beginning to heat up at Hades University since the arrival of Lucifer and the Seven Deadly Sins. They had been making great progress during the fall semester with the Seven that Lucifer had been adamant on them claiming for Hell. Though the Sins didn't know why they were so important nor were they foolish enough to ask and risk their creators wrath. They instead did as they were told and it seemed they would have gotten a few claimed if it weren't for the divine Michael and his Seven Heavenly Virtues deciding to show up and make things interesting. Now it was The Sins vs The Virtues in the fight to claim seven humans who did't even know of the great abilities that would soon be awakened. Though the real question was... Who would they choose? Heaven or Hell?



It was quiet in the office. Papers were stacked upon each side as a large pale hand held the dreaded pen and stained each paper with lines of red. No one would ever imagine an angel grading papers yet here he was... The Archangel Michael grading before the Theology class he wouldn't be teaching until tomorrow. Michael could easily do this in no time but he surprisingly enjoyed the tedious and human task. It gave him something to do while his little creations were out posing as normal students and teachers while trying to complete their mission Michael's heavenly father had tasked him with. Michael was not allowed to intervened but simply 'mentor' so naturally the only way to pass time was posing as a college professor and grading mundane papers trying not to laugh at how some students still manage to write like children.

It seemed so long ago sins Michael had arrived at the ironically named Hades University overrun by the Seven Deadly Sins with his freshly created Seven Heavenly Virtues. At least seemingly fresh. Michael had a very skewed sense of time compared to how humans perceived it. In Heaven, a thousand years was a day and a day was a thousand years. He'd hardly noticed when the fall semester ended and the spring one began. He may not even realize when his class starts if not for the luxury of technology and clocks being on smart phones. Michael checked the contraption as he decided to pay a certain family member a visit...



It took sometime for the light to finally trickle far enough in the room to awaken the bleached bad boy surrounded by nearly equally attractive enough men and women that had joined the little sin after his concert last night... Lucian Luxuria: Embodiment of Lust and self appointed Sex God. He had slowly taken his arms off the naked and sweaty humans in his bed to scratch his stomach and rub his eyes for a bit. Lucian did not need sleep but he did enjoy the act after pleasing his customers all night long with his unmatched stamina and knowledge of the human body. Of course no one could ever quite keep up with Lucian which left rather bored but there was someone who kept things interesting for Lucian's lustfully twisted mind...

Lucian quickly snuck out of his own bed careful not to stir the humans and go through the trouble of telling them this was a one time thing though he was tempted to just kick them out. Instead he dug through his mess of a closet until he came upon an outfit that seemed clean and didn't smell. He got dressed and gave himself a rather vain once over in the mirror before combing his nearly white locks back and leaving the room. He had checked his watch and noted he had more than enough time for a special and pleasurable visit to his favorite teacher on campus before his class. It didn't take very long to swivel through people until Lucian finally happened upon the office he was looking for and gave a few knocks against the glass. "Oh, Ira..." He practically sang as he spoke. "You're Prince Charming has arrived and is in desperate need of some attention."



The clock ticked on far too slowly for Lucifer as crowds of college students raced around them in hopes of getting to their appropriate lectures on time. The Dark Prince, on his way to give a lecture on demonology and the occult, was in no rush at all as he carried his bag and coffee and took each step as slowly as possible. There was no need to race there and no reason to care if he was late. It was all part of his plan after all. Finally after what felt like centuries, Lucifer made it to the doorway of his classroom to peak in just enough to not be seen. He finally took a deep breathe before he threw the door about and appeared to rush and scramble into the room like an idiot freshman for the sake of getting his class to at least snicker a bit as he threw his things onto his desk in the same manner he entered.

"Sorry I'm late, class." Lucifer fixed his suit and gave his class an apologetic grin. "The 'devil' made me do it." He seemed to rub the back of his head with a flushed face though it was all just an act as he waited to hear the classes response. He finally composed himself to his regular and serious demeanor as his eyes seemed to fall hard onto the Virtues. Lucifer despised them more than the weak little humans all because they were copies of Lucifer's ideas and his father's way of wanting to soil his dreams with heavenly piss all over again.

As the room fell into dead silence with Lucifer being stuck in the state of wanting to kill the creatures he was not allowed to touch, a loud clap echoed through the room to take his students by surprise. "Well not that my 'lame and 'totally cheesy' introduction is finished... We can go onto our lesson for the day." He grabbed the best piece of chalk he could find as he wrote across the board with little squeaks from each stroke until he finally dropped the chalk and wiped the dust from his hands to turn and face his students. "The Devil, Lucifer, Satan, Beelzebub, Prince of Darkness, Lord of Flies, the embodiment of sin and evil...." He paused to make sure he had their attention. "We all know about 'the devil' so to say... But do any of you actually know what he does and the story behind him?" He asked the class openly daring one of them to raise their hand and give him the wrong answer about who he was and what he does.

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It's safe to say that being a teacher, let alone a professor, did not top Ira's list of things she wanted to be. She hated people... In general. Especially college students. There were maybe 5 tolerable students in all of her classes. Most either showed up late, texted or many other stupid things that made her tick. It was bad enough that she had to be part of the human world for whatever "need to know" reason, but having to pose at a teacher? She wasn't feeling it.

Bad enough that she already was furious that she had no idea what they were doing there other than having to sway 7 humans to their side. Did she have to be a teacher to do it though? No.

By this point she was overly aggressive with her stacking of papers in her office. Between the slamming of objects around the water closet of a room, or her aggravated grunts, she often heard feet quickly scurrying past her office door. Smart morons. Ira thought to herself with a menacing chuckle. That's all she needed was to accidentally set fire to a student.

Ira had a mountain of papers to grade that continued to get shifted around her office and never graded. She already knew they were 90% shit, not to mention incorrect. Although sometimes she got a good chuckle where someone thought they could get away with bullshitting facts about a past war. She always enjoyed the idiocy of some students. But either way, Ira wasn't in the mood to grade them now either. So with a swift push, she shoved the papers down into an open drawer of her desk. With a satisfied nodded, she gave the drawer a bump of her hip to close it. But it only made a loud bang before slowly reopening. Ira scoffed, slamming it shut with both hands for the damn thing to tease her again but opening.

Ira tried another couple slams of the drawer, but still no success. At this point her patience was running thin. She placed both palms on the surface of her desk and began continuously throwing her knee into the drawer. Having to fake nice and keep calm took its toll on Ira more than anyone. She was just a ticking time bomb until something... Like a stupid drawer triggered her. By the time Lucian was heard knocking on the door, Ira had inadvertently set the succulent that sat on her desk ablaze. "Damn." She muttered to herself.

"Oh, Ira..." Lucian's voice sang from outside her office door, "You're Prince Charming has arrived and is in desperate need of some attention."

Ira didn't know if she should be annoyed or relieved at his appearance. Before walking to the door she gave the drawer one final kick and it finally latched shut. "Seriously?" She huffed towards the desk. She ran her hands over the wrinkles in her skirt as she made her way towards the door. As she was nearly there, Ira tripped over some sort of clutter. "For fuck's sake!" She kicked whatever it was out of the way before unlocking the door and throwing it open. Her left hand still grasped the doorknob while her right arm leaned upon the doorframe. "You're needy..." She looked him over, "You couldn't even have the decency to shower before giving me the sloppy seconds?"

With a roll of her eyes, Ira's right hand moved to grab Lucian by his shirt and pull him into her office. Not releasing her grip on his shirt, she kicked shut her door and threw the dead bolt. "You know... It's stuff like this that's going to get me fired." Her hand pressed to his chest, she guided him backwards until he was forced to fall back into her desk chair. At the realization of what she just said she cocked her head to the side pursing her lips. "Actually... Never mind." Her hands reached down to hike up her pencil skirt. Just as she moved to straddle him on the chair there was another knock at her door. "You didn't invite anyone else did you?" She hopped up off of him and adjusted her skirt, "You know I don't share."

Ira reached under her desk, pulling out handcuffs that she left there for occasions just like this. She quickly cuffed Lucians right arm to the armrest of her chair. "Don't move." She winked before walking over to the door, making sure to quickly slip out into the hall so whoever it is didn't see Lucian.

"Mrs. Helmer?" A stout middle age man asked Ira as she practically towered over him in her heels.

"Miss Helmer." She corrected.

"Miss Helmer... The Dean wishes to have a word with you."

***

Wolf was always a fairly punctual person. Today, like every other day, he woke up nearly 3 hours before class. This gave him plenty of time to get in an early morning jog around campus while everyone else was nursing hangovers or all-nighters to study for tests the next day. He personally didn't know either of these struggles. For one he's never touched a drop of alcohol after seeing what it did to his parents, and book smarts came disgustingly easy to him so he rarely studied.

He was able to get in 5 mile run before seeing a single soul out, and still with plenty of time before class. Wolf returned to his cramped studio apartment that rested on the main street that went through the center of the university. He was in and out of a shower in no time. He walked around his apartment in a towel while munching on a bowel of cereal as he double checked that his homework was complete and that he had everything he needed for class. Once he finished he got dressed, grab a thermos of fresh brewed coffee and headed to class.

Wolf wasn't surprised when he was the first one to arrive in the lecture hall. He took his usual seat about 3 rows back from the front and a little off right. Never in the front because that makes it seem like he's trying too hard, and the back seems like he's avoiding it all together. He pulled out a notebook and pen so that he was ready whenever class started. Then proceeded to sip his coffee and listen to an audio book of 'The Odyssey" in his earbud.

Once he saw Professor Baal enter the hall, Wolf wrapped his earbuds around his phone and shoved it into his backpack. He then opened his notebook and clicked his pen as he gave the teacher his full attention. Professor Baal apologized for his tardiness then clapped to get the classes attention. Wolf gave a sideways glance towards the room as it grew silent and everyone started to pay attention to the teacher like he was already doing. "Well not that my 'lame and 'totally cheesy' introduction is finished... We can go onto our lesson for the day."

Professor Baal grabbed a piece of chalk and proceeded to write on the board. When he was finished, he dusted off his hands and addressed the class. "The Devil, Lucifer, Satan, Beelzebub, Prince of Darkness, Lord of Flies, the embodiment of sin and evil.... We all know about 'the devil' so to say... But do any of you actually know what he does and the story behind him?" Once the question was posed Wolf knew the answer, but he did not raise his hand. Instead he wrote it down in his notebook...

Lucifer / Satan
Was the highest Angel
Cast out of heaven because of pride, wanted to be worshipped like God

When he was finished, he glanced over his shoulder slightly when one of the other students spoke up. "He was cast out of Heaven right? Something like that?" He looked back down towards his notebook as he started to twirl his pen along the knuckles of his right hand.