~Nefarious World: Conquests of Elements and Sins~ Chaos, Danger, and Evil
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				Title: <strong>~Nefarious World: Conquests of Elements and Sins~ Chaos, Danger, and Evil</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 00:11:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Land of Blood and Ash</strong></span></div> <br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://i42.tinypic.com/rblfh0.jpg) <br><br>Far to the south of the city is a ravenous land. One who stumbled upon this land unwittingly, would think they had stumbled upon Hell. Volcanic mountains, rives of lava, barren black land. The sun does not shine here, at least not often. If it does peek its rays out from the black clouds overhead, it is sure not to be much, and not to be for long. Leaving only the threatening glow of lava and bright streaks of lightening to light your path here. <br><br>The most horrible storms of lightening and rain often loom overhead and threaten those who walk the land even more, and if it is not storming, it looks as if it is snowing. But it is not snow, but rather thick ash raining down from the volcanos, and bones of those who have tried to pass through this dark land before, lay scattered throughout. Making it looks at times like a forgotten battle field, so ruined by doom that none dared ever return for the dead or anything else. </div></div><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Disruption Village</strong></span></div> <br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://i40.tinypic.com/289hfza.jpg) <br><br>Within the Land of Blood and Ash is a nightmarish village. Old houses in disrepair, creak with the blowing wind. Daylight never touches the village, it is always shadowed in darkness beneath clouds. The village almost seems abandoned, for few ever walk the streets. The people here seem depressed, grim, and unfriendly. There is electricity here, which gives the village its only light, peering grimly out the windows. This is the kind of unwelcoming village that makes people want to turn and go the other way </div></div> <br><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Castle of Chaos</strong></span></div> <br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://i40.tinypic.com/daecw.jpg) <br><br>If you make it through the Land of Blood and Ash, you'll come upon an eery thing. Sitting on top a hill of black rock, black clouds swirling overhead. A castle. So dark is this castle, that one might think they walked into a nightmare. The eyes of evil creatures glow in the darkness, they guard the castle, snarls and growls threaten those who approach. Make it to the large Gothic doors, and knock first, or risk being torn apart by the evil spirits that guard the castle. <br><br>The castle has electricity, oddly enough, even though it's in the middle of nowhere. Although the lights are still eery and dim, making every shadow jump out at you. The castle has many servants, going to and fro, cleaning, cooking, and doing everything else, but none of them look happy, they all duck their heads and won't make eye contact when you pass. Despite the castle's dark and eery feeling, everything is perfectly clean, as if its inhabitants have a case of OCD. Which somehow only adds to the creepyness of it all, more so than if it was covered in spider webs and dust. This is the domain of LaLune and her faithful Sins, beware all who walk into their hellish world. LaLune's room is just two floors down from the highest floor, on the main hallway of quarters. The room where the king or queen might sleep, if this place had a king or queen, and not a dominating mistress. No one knows what the inside of her room looks like, for no one is allowed in except LaLune herself. </div></div> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Nefarious World: Conquests of Elements and Sins~ Chaos, Danger, and Evil</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>06-04-2012, 23:39:13</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> LaLune.&nbsp; <br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil.&nbsp; <br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female.&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle of Chaos, in her room.&nbsp; <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> No one. <br>(http://i39.tinypic.com/nuzax.jpg)<br><br>LaLune stood on the balcony of her room. She was near the edge, dangling a rat from its tail off of the balcony. The rat squeaked and squealed, trying to twist to bite LaLune's hand unsuccessfully. LaLune let the rodent drop and gave an dark laugh as it landed at least a hundred feet below with a splat. "Serves the beast right, chewing on my things." She said darkly before turning on her spike heeled boots, darkly sexy outfit twirling as she does, the splits showing off her legs all the way up to her hips. <br><br>As she walked she moved with a sense of power, darkness, and seductionness. Everything from her long red ponytail, to her very body language suggested she was not somebody to be taken lightly. What your first impression of her was otherwise, depended on your point of view. <br><br>She circled a chess table with red and white pieces, her fingers softly caressing the edge of the table and across some of the pieces. Slowly she picks up a red pawn and moves it. "Let this game of war begin." She says with a dark laugh.
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				Post by: <strong>Brazen Endeavors</strong> on <strong>13-04-2012, 02:29:08</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Lust - Fenia Bonn<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Location:</strong> LaLune's Room, Castle of Chaos<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> LaLune<br><br>From depths of shadows ushered a hiss of pure malevolence, something tinny and shrill and full of foreboding.&nbsp; Patter of dainty paws accompanied slither of heavier, furred body from it's hiding place, through cracked doorway.&nbsp; It offered but a glimpse of tenebrous fur and small, flat, malicious eyes, then disappeared into hallway.&nbsp; Only its shrieks marked it's progress.<br><br>Not a full minute elapsed before fresh set of footsteps rang down the hall.&nbsp; Heels of four inches, spiked, clicked ostentaciously on marbled tile.&nbsp; Lust paused in her progress and knelt before the cowering rat, diaphanous folds of red silk skirt bunching and exposing line of creamy thigh, full lips pursed to coo a sweet song.&nbsp; Delicate digits cradled sleek rodent, smoothing it's dark, sparse hairs.<br><br>"Quiet, my sweet.&nbsp; Tell me, tell me," she sang in soothing alto.&nbsp; The rat calmed under her minstrations, soon hissing in more subdued tones, and completely tame as it leapt nimbly from perch of hand to lissome shoulder.&nbsp; The creature nearly disappeared in the soft foam of dark curls, depositing its whispers right to her ear.<br><br>The woman's expression hardened to sharp planes, ethereal features harshly contorted as she listened.&nbsp; While none watched, she indulged in this anger, allowed it to swell where heart should be and stiffen limbs.&nbsp; From one instant to next did it ebb, restoring her to sensual pallid beauty.&nbsp; She rose, absently smoothing thin silks to lay properly where artfully draped along her form.&nbsp; <br><br>Forward, then, where knuckles rapped gentle rhythm to frame of door.&nbsp; "Mistress, what would you have of me?"
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				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 01:28:23</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Psaro (Pride)<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil<br><strong>Gender: </strong>Male<br><strong>Location:</strong> LaLune's Room, Castle of Chaos<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> LaLune, Fenia Bonn<br><br>The footsteps from this entity were notable, as if they cared not whether they were noticed, the simple soles of the shoes by their own right boasting the sheer and raw prowess this being possessed. He needed not to boast, to gloat, to cheer or to be revered, as he was, in himself, pure and absolute pride.<br><br>Psaro's cold red eyes, blazing in contrast the the pale skin her bore, fixed upon Lust's anatomy in the distance, hearing within the silent halls the door of the one he revolted himself in having to address as Mistress. The sheer act made him want to puke, seeing her beckon upon her call like a lost dog awaiting it's master to return after abandonment in the forest.<br><br>He kept this to himself as he walked up to the door, passed Lust herself and drove his balled and gloved fist into the door thrice firmly, before turning to the other with eyes glaring into her's, arrogance within the snarling eyes as his voice, rough with distaste, spoke aloud as it spoke aloud, to both LaLune and Fenia, words with a stern tone:<br><br>"I'm not wasting anymore time here: open the door, or let me eradicate the pests who roam upon this earth and taint it. I am the bane, the savior this world needs from the filth it is tarnished with, and you have the audacity to keep me waiting?"
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				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 04:00:33</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> LaLune<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil <br><strong>Gender</strong> Female<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle of Chaos, inside her room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Fenia, and Pasro <br><br>Nothing was missed by the redheaded beauty. She knew the little rat lay in hiding before sounds of hiss and patter of feet. Never a single thing was missed, she knew all that went on in her castle. <br><br>Malevolent grin stretch across blood red lips, she need only wait for them to come. Always two steps ahead she was. She turned to seemingly study a piece of art on the wall. The art was old indeed, surely dating back to primitive times of this Nefarious world. And oh how nefarious this very painting was. A great demon of evil was devouring the helpless. Looks of pure horror on defenseless women and children as shadowy demon with glowing eyes engulfed them. <br><br>She did not move, flinch, or even twitch a single muscle when first knock came. She stood there with her back to the door, still staring at the painting. It wasn't but a few seconds to wait until the second set of footsteps approached. When the overly irritated male voice barked at the door, still she did not move. Pride was such a very hard one to deal with, always such trouble to keep in his place. It was what any should expect, and she loved it. Her little solders of pure evil who fit what they represent so perfectly. Her pieces to her game of chess. She had such depth of each sin in her own personality, wrapped in one perfect package. It seemed so fitting that she should control them all as their Mistress and Queen. Still, perhaps later she should remain Psaro that she could cast him out of this world just as easily as she brought him into this world. Later though, let him really do something out of line.<br><br>She did not let them wait for long, maybe 20-30 seconds is all, just long enough. Slowly she raised one hand and snapped her index finger and her thumb together. With that single snap, the doors swung open on their own account, letting both the beings on the other side have full view of their Mistress's back as she stands unmoving and staring at the painting <br><br>"Come in my pets." Were the only words uttered from her lips. Her words sounded as sweet as honey, but were laced with deadly poison 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Nefarious World: Conquests of Elements and Sins~ Chaos, Danger, and Evil</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 16:59:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Psaro (Pride)<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil<br><strong>Gender: </strong>Male<br><strong>Location:</strong> LaLune's Room, Castle of Chaos<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> LaLune, Fenia Bonn<hr>As the door had opened, Psaro was greeted by <em>her</em> simply looking at a picture of a demon having an appetizing feast upon the souls of the damned and hopeless, the stains of life which spoiled the world. Simply looking at the portrait, it reminded him of just how frail, how weak, how pathetic mankind was, and exactly that reason was why their destruction was absolutely necessary.<br><br>That's why he was disgusted in the Mistress, who insisted to taint the heart of man, despite him adoring the concept of stomping upon their pathetic skulls and crushing it inwards, his foot drenched in the lesser blood of such a weak evolution. Looking across at the mistress, he too believed she, despite being his creator, was beneath him: she was all of the sins in herself, and because of that she possessed the weak sins of Sloth and Lust, the sins who to his opinion did nothing but tarnish the name of the demon.<br><br>Barging past Fenia he hissed "I am not your lowly pet, I am not an insignificant tool for your amusement: I have a name, I expect it to be used." to the red haired woman, ignoring her physical charms as well as...well, everything about her; he couldn't care less, he knew himself he was the pinnacle of perfect in each and every aspect. Peak physical prowess, he knew that the demon in the portrait posed no threat to him. Arrogance clouding his mind? Perhaps, but the facts were much of this arrogance he could back up, and was willing to.<br><br>Resting his back upon the wall, he looked into his hand, a locket, before clenching the fist around it as he gazed over to LaLune saying "Get this over with, you're wasting my time."
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				Post by: <strong>Brazen Endeavors</strong> on <strong>15-04-2012, 09:43:41</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Lust (Fenia Bonn)<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil<br><strong>Gender</strong> Female<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lalune's room, Castle of Chaos<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> LaLune, Psaro<br><br>Upon hearing the approach of another, Lust veritably purred delight.&nbsp; Oh, she could easily surmise who arrived by the very stride callously striking marble.&nbsp; Very few could so naturally <em>walk</em> with such disdain.&nbsp; Indeed, guess was soon proven correct when the male swept by her, near enough to brush the ends of sable curls.&nbsp; Her rodent friend conformed it's sinuous body to the curve of her neck, chittering displeasure when stronger fist met sturdy frame.<br><br>His callous demands were met with silence, cupid lips bowing into smile tinged by amusement.&nbsp; Oh, yes, he did amuse her.&nbsp; A parade of masculinity and testosterone wrapped in stupidity.&nbsp; His almost religious fervor to eradicate the human race was laughable.&nbsp; Humans were toys; you just did not destroy <em>all</em> of your toys.<br><br>She kept her silence when door swung open to admit them. Let him barrel through.&nbsp; Lust preferred to follow in near silence, gliding in a rustle of silk and tap of heels, hips rolling to an inner metronome. While Psaro immediately engaged LaLune, face to face, she merely drifted towards elaborate chess board set up for the ultimate game.&nbsp; Adroit tips of pallid digits danced over the collection of carved pawns stained red, smoothed along rooks and bishops and knights.&nbsp; One sculpted nail finally pressed to the red queen, slowly rocking it to and fro.<br><br>"Not a pet?&nbsp; Oh, dear; and here you <em>ran</em> in such a hurry, merely because she bade you," simpered Lust, surveying Psaro beneath thick fringe of lashes.&nbsp; "Such a <em>good, obedient</em> boy."<br><br>As hand departed, red queen stood tilted the span of a heartbeat, then tipped to its side, wobbling erratically.&nbsp; Accident or subtle slight?&nbsp; Either way, the woman deigned not to notice it and instead advanced to the pair in stride of leisurely perfection.&nbsp; "Yet he has a point, Mistress.&nbsp; We are here and ready to receive your commands.&nbsp; Do share and let us be on our way."
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				Post by: <strong>TheDreadPirateRoberts</strong> on <strong>15-04-2012, 18:21:14</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Emma<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br><strong>Location:</strong>Castle of Chaos, Emma's Chambers<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>None<br><hr><br>&nbsp;Emma roused herself to a servant telling that her presence had been requested by her Mistress. She felt a shiver run down her spine and goosebumps on her bare skin like she always got when LaLune called for her. She wondered if it would be for business or pleasure, or a combination of the two perhaps. She slipped out of bed&nbsp; and walked to her closet to select an outfit to please her lovely Queen, hoping to be 'rewarded' when she arrived. She was tempted to wear only her black leather trench coat, instead she slipped into a short leather skirt that came mid-thigh and a short leather jacket that left her stomach exposed, both were in black and she wore <em>nothing </em> beneath them. She brushed out her hair as she surveyed her figure in the mirror, then, convinced Mistress would be pleased she left her room towards LaLune's chambers.<br><br>&nbsp;She smiled as she saw servants, male and female alike, turn their heads as she passed and their gazes lingered. She walked slowly feeding of the female servants's envy of her voluptuous form and the attention the males fixed on her now rather than them. She also walked slowly hoping to arrive as the others that had been called were close to leaving and have LaLune all to herself. 
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				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>23-04-2012, 19:46:02</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> LaLune<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil <br><strong>Gender</strong> Female<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle of Chaos, inside her room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Fenia, Emma, Zona and Pasro <br><br>LaLune laughed at the male standing before her, loud and clear. Standing there like a overly irritated dog ready to bite. He did not phase her, he was simply laughable. Why did she even bother with bringing Pride into this world? Surely he was the most stupid and irritating of her prized Sins. But he was delightful when he got like this. "Oh, Pasro, my dear. You are such entertainment. So easy to annoy, I don't even have to do anything. One might wonder if I got you and Wrath mixed up... if they didn't meet him first that is." She said with such delight. Pasro's irritating barking cheered her. She.knew he was dangerous, they all were. Keeping creatures such as they around, was like a human keeping a wild animal. But that's what she liked about them, none of them were truly loyal, save perhaps Envy and Sloth. But What use were they alone? Probably the weakest two Sins when it came to certain things. Envy trailed after others, and Sloth never did anything. The fact was, all the Sins were weak on their own, but together, they could rule. However, getting them to understand that was simply impossible. So she worked with the fact that they were wild animals who wanted to kill her, and each others. It made life more fun anyway. Plus, she could be rid of any one of them with a simply snap of her fingers. People didn't call her Evil Incarnate for nothing...<br><br>"Patience my dears. Soon the others will come, and I will tell you all at once. Soon you will be able to satisfy your... cravings. Here come two others now." She smiled and tilted her head, listening to two distance sets of footfalls. "Come, Emma. Come, Zona." She called, knowing the two females would hear her down the hall <br><br><br>—— <br><strong>Name:</strong> Zona McDaniel<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil <br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Location:</strong> Coming down the hall to LaLune's room. <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> LaLune, Emma, Pasro, Fenia <br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bc/Images-18.jpeg) <br><br>Slowly down the hall came Zona, dragging her toes as she walked. The two giant snails slowly making their way behind her. She looked a mess, sick even. Purple hair looked as if it had not been brushed, head dropped, shoulders stooped, dress wrinkled, skin as pale as it could get, dragging the lavender blankly behind her. But this was her usual appearance. She could be as beautiful as her 'sisters', but she was simply too lazy to take care of herself. <br><br>When she came across Emma in the hall, she paused, happy for an excuse to stop. "Hello Big Sister Emma..." She said with a long sigh, as if it was just so much work to even talk. Then she heard LaLune's voice and she slowly turned to look at the door. "Mommy calls..." She said in the same tired voice then made her way inside the room. <br><br>"Hello Big Brother Pasro, Big Sister Fenia, Mommy LaLune..." She greeted each in turn the went over to a two seater sofa and collapsed on to it. "What dull thing was I awakened to go do?" She asked boringly then started to chew on the blankly. The two giant snails took a bit longer than Zona, but not much. Slowly they slimed their way into the room made it over to the sofa, stopping their.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>23-04-2012, 20:12:05</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Psaro (Pride)<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil<br><strong>Gender: </strong>Male<br><strong>Location:</strong> LaLune's Room, Castle of Chaos<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> LaLune, Fenia, Emma, &amp; Zona<hr>A slight, sarcastic smirk dawned upon his face as he watched his master simply patronize him, as if he was amongst the many, replaceable: the smirk vanished as soon as it had appeared as he allowed LaLune to continue her speech, to make her point, but there was no way, no way in hell, he would ever associate himself with anyone one of the sins around him, the "sisters" of this family; he needed nothing of it, he was supreme. Sure, he would be ever grateful to his mother for his creation, but Psaro had no seat in existence that he felt was right beyond Godhood.<br><br>Psaro's attention turned to the door as one of the two females, Zona, had made her entrance into the room, the foul existence with her pathetic slimy associates, it boiled his blood to see, perhaps, the most worthless Sin to act in such a way. Then again, she was Sloth, he knew this, and could not blame her for acting in accord with it. However, instead of acknowledging her, Psaro completely disregarded the entity, deeming her by this act unworthy, a lowly runt, scum of the earth: human-worth. As she entered, Psaro spoke up again, his natural arrogant and narcissistic nature storming against his mistress as he said, rather than barked, "I expected more, if my own nature, such a simple thing, <em>"entertains"</em> you, then surely you have quite the simplistic mentality." before clearing his throat, turning his attention to Zona as he said "Do not, ever, address me as your brother, Sloth."<br><br>Then he turned the rest of his self to the rest of the cast as he continued his remark saying "Not one single Sin is worthy of calling me their Brother; there is but one person I respect, my Mother, LaLune." which, by stating this outlined the respect was minimal, simply addressing his mistress by her name, simply finding calling her anything else would bring shame to the title. "You all forget that Pride is the Mother of all Sins. Our Mother, in her own right, is Pride itself, and I too share this title. The sheer fact I received the title "Mother of all Sins" despite my sex simply states the already blantly obvious fact that I am superior, I am the greatest sin, better than all of you neophytes; and LaLune knows this."<br><br>"That's why it infuriates me why you don't use me for my purpose. Either allow me to spread the greatest plague to mankind, or simply allow me to be it's bane."
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				Post by: <strong>Scribbles</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 14:16:54</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Gluttony or Hunger<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Location:</strong> LaLune's Room, Castle of Chaos<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> LaLune (Direct Interaction), Other Sins (Indirect)<br><br>Unlike the others Hunger’s approach was preceded by a slow, rhythmic, crunch, rather than the unhurried pat of her bare feet. It was a gruesome sound which echoed throughout the halls and only grew louder as the sin drew closer but it was nowhere near as repulsive as her actual entrance.<br><br>Hunger stepped into the room dripping from head to toe in a thick coat of blood with her once pink dress, white apron and short brown hair now matching the crimson of her glowering gaze. A clawed hand of ebony protruded from her maw while a cleaver glistened within her grip. It was hardly a mystery what the sin had been up to as the guard’s arm disappeared between her moist lips with a swift sickening slurp; the castle’s grounds had made for such a delightful buffet. With the hand devoured, Hunger’s blood splattered lips curled into a vicious snarl, as she turned to glare at the cause of her meal’s interruption. LaLune. The summoner who forged the contract, like so many before, and the reason that Hunger had any self-control at all… for the moment. It was a yoke she had always yearned to be free of, for the opportunity to simply do what she was born to; Eat and eat and eat and eat and eat…<br><br>Suddenly, in a disturbing switch, Gluttony flashed the room the sweetest, most disarming, smile. “So, where to, mistress LaLune,” the sin asked cheerfully as she placed a hand on her hip, right before offering the vampire a playful wink as she quipped, “You could say that I’m <em>hungry</em> for some action!” It was a bizarre display of innocence by someone covered in so much gore and yet there was a certain authenticity behind it. Anyone who truly knew Hunger however would also know that the words, jokes, or even smile, were not her own… They were simply the recycled memories of past meals. Food always responded so positively to smiles and, oh, such a variety of food there was within the room. A hungry twinkle passed the sin’s eyes as she regarded the tough meat of Pride, the tender meat of Sloth, the green meat of Envy and the succulent meat of Lust. Combined with the snail and rat Gluttony could imagine a to-die-for Paella!
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Nefarious World: Conquests of Elements and Sins~ Chaos, Danger, and Evil</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiidori</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 08:31:13</strong>
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				Name: Avaritia , Greed.<br>Alliance: Evil<br>Gender: Female<br>Location: LaLune's Room, Castle of<br>Chaos.<br>Tagging: LaLune, and Other sins present.<br>Avaritia's presence was soon known as<br>she walked the halls of the castle<br>admiring it, feeling excited as she<br>examined things. Beautiful precious<br>material items, having a eye for<br>priceless things. Soft child like giggle<br>escaped her lips licking softly.. Another<br>possesion she didn't own, immidiately<br>having a deep hunger for it to be all<br>hers. A perfect addition to her never<br>ending collection. Smirking at the<br>devilish though, "All of this will one day<br>be mine, and even you LaLune. Lucifer<br>himself won't be able to stop me, nor<br>anyone else for that matter. Avaritia<br>always gets, what Avaritia wants."<br>Satisfaction in the thought gave her<br>determination, knowing there were<br>deeper treasures that awaited her it<br>would just take time. That being really<br>the only reason she came in the first<br>place. Being very discreet with her dark<br>desires, of her own sinning nature<br>hoping they wouldn't surface so<br>obviously. There wasn't a thing she<br>wanted that she couldn't have and<br>wondered if LaLune even concidered it,<br>assuming she had a full idea of what<br>risks she was really taking. Regardless,<br>Avaritia knew her place and scowled,<br>rubbing her temples sighing. Having to<br>be a puppet, everything was a game<br>for now. Entertainment at least, thats<br>for sure. Knowing alot needed to be<br>done for her own personal gain, Not<br>wanting to keep her "Queen" waiting<br>any longer. Greed wishing to be the<br>first one there cringed sightly as she<br>reached the door in dissapointment.<br>LaLune standing before the other sins,<br>as she stopped at the doorway only taking a few steps in all of her emotions and thoughts hidden even from all the other sins. She had <br>a deep respect for LaLune as a Mother, Mistress,<br>even Queen but shrouded by her deep<br>seeded wants. Now craving the words<br>of LaLune, wishing the other "idiots"<br>would just shut up. Feeling they would<br>steal the spotlight, take something she<br>wanted, and be in the way. Avaritia<br>wanted all the attention from LaLune, getting sheer pleasure from the thought of it.<br>The sound of the females heels<br>tapped lightly against the floor with<br>each graceful strong step as she finally<br>entered walking all the way into the room, her footsteps<br>echoing as she walked. Her green robe<br>swaying softly with every confident<br>step, the hem stopping right above the<br>her knee. A beauty, in every<br>way. Hiding her seductive attire beneith<br>her silk robe. Feminine curves still<br>showing through. Beautiful essence<br>radiating. Appearing to be someone<br>that should not to be underestimated.<br>Emerald eyes first locking on LaLune,<br>listening to there words and suddenly<br>interupting them as they all talked. "<br>I'm here, Mistress LaLune . " raising her<br>arm and snapping her slinder fingers,<br>seeming to want everyone to redirect<br>there attention to her a grin spreading<br>across her lips. Her emerald eyes<br>examining the other sins<br>made Avaritia grind her teeth. Wishing<br>LaLune hadn't summoned such scum<br>wondering why her so called "brothers<br>and sisters" were even there to begin<br>with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Nefarious World: Conquests of Elements and Sins~ Chaos, Danger, and Evil</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DemonLord FuriousPyro</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 19:59:22</strong>
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				Such a chaotic reunion of like beings. Ordered was a term dared to be used to describe it. Yes, Lalune was making a risk. A large one in deed not just for her sinful offspring in danger of Hunger's unquenchable appetite. Nor the threat of eternal imprisonment by Greed's need to collect, own and obtain.&nbsp; Though these threats where very much real, they fell short to the eventual destination of all things unfulfilled, unsatisfied, unfinished. The emotion that can even spawn from the best of intentions and betray one like no other emotion, or sin.&nbsp; It was the passionate, hot blooded, hell born sin of Wrath. Forged in the depths of hell, and a direct product of Lucifer's banishment from Heaven. It was wrath that posed the greatest threat to all present. Among beings so unruly and evil, anger was sure to arise within several of them, perhaps causing a fight to breakout. A fight that would shed much blood, and even leave Lalune herself to step in to intervene to prevent the deaths of her creations. This gathering was in fact counted on by the human embodiment of wrath. The high tension was perfect to implement his contagious taint, in hopes of letting them kill off each other, leaving Lalune for himself. A minimal amount of energy used to spread his taint, leaving him plenty ready to face Lalune in combat to the death. Being the oldest of Lalune's sins, revenge was his motivation to wipe out the others and finally her. Not out of jealousy of them, or slandering of pride but simply, purely, because he disliked her decision. Even so he would lay down his life to preserve the lives of his brethren and mother but only to keep them from perishing at the hands of others. Only he would end them, and it was unavoidable. The eldest sin however held Lalunes castle and guards with very little regard. Made evident as several guards abruptly burst through the walls of the meeting room. Their armor crushed like foil into their chests and their bodies wrinkled as if they had aged for eons. A dark being stood within the hallway shrouded in what seemed like a living shadow. Only the heavy breathing gave away his identity to his kin. A large bulky horned creature with a powerful tail, towered into the room through the whole made but at intense speed. Its right forearm thrusted foreword as it launched for Lalune herself. All the while his form gradually shifted to his more human existence. "TODAY IT ENDS MOTHER!! "
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Nefarious World: Conquests of Elements and Sins~ Chaos, Danger, and Evil</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jason</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 23:09:40</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Psaro (Pride)<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Location:</strong> LaLune's Room, Castle of Chaos<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> LaLune, Other Sins<hr>A simple gaze upon Gluttony told Psaro enough words to write a novel. Simple desire for self indulgence, he read her glances upon himself as if he were some piece of meat available for butchery; that simple glare was, without question, the essence of disgrace. How dare she, such a simple and useless, and quite frankly purposeless sin, look at him, the essence of perfection, the very vial of absolute zenith, as some piece of meat? How dared she even consider him as something she had any form of right to? She was trash, as was everything else in existence. The facts were simple, to Psaro at least: All sins, save him, were useless and pointless. He knew Pride was the Mother of all Sins, he knew Lucifer's descent was due to pride, and he knew LaLune, herself, was an exemplar form of pride. She was the mother of all sins, she was their creator. Sure, she did not birth the demon, she merely created him, however that was no excuse to disregard her rightful title as Queen of Sins...that was, until the rightful King, Psaro himself, reached the pinnacle which he knew he deserved.<br><br>Then came the second disgrace, Greed. Her self proclamation of desiring attention amused him, his influence had taken upon her, the very actions showing pride. Argueably, she herself was the only one he would allow to address him as "brother" simply by himself realizing the fact she, herself, was rooted from his own self. Greed, desire for one's own benefit, came from the element of knowing one deserved it, and that in itself was a form of pride. Despite this, there was no question she, too, like all others, were scum. They were insignificant little bugs. Furthermore, it took the ignorant cow enough time to show colours to him of any form of worth. And so he humoured her, turning his gaze to her briefly before scoffing and shaking his head, simply cutting her down to size with words donned "Pathetic and feeble attempt to proof self worth, all which fall upon an unworthy cause." before simple folding his hands, eyes closed, disregarding anything else the parasites would say; why listen? They all should know by now they meant nothing, nor should they ever believe anything else.<br><br>And then, of course, perhaps the most laughable of them all: Wrath. Sure, the first born, but why would he want a title such as that? Firsts are generally the starting point, of which others were made better. He was nothing beyond a prototype, a neophyte, a worthless rodent who reeked of simple hatred. He, himself, was a laughable cause, simply not realizing he represented his own self destruction, the most unfit to take the role as the greatest. He did see him above that unendurable disgrace of a sin which was Sloth, her being a poor decision and nothing else, but all he was useful for was inflicting pain, a task he himself could do exceptionally well. Psaro needed not even to open his eyes, his own actions were loud enough to give him away, what an idiot. Darting in front of LaLune, blocking the blow with a his sword in its scabbard, he opened his eyes with a grin as he said "You're supposed to be intelligent, and yet you think it's wise to attack the reason why we're assembling here? You think it's respectful to raise a single fist to your own mother? You believe, for a second, you will ever triumph over her, you disgusting worthless scum, when plenty more sins are present, each who's accumulative power alongside our mother can turn you into an ounce of dust?" before turning to LaLune herself, stating "He's certainly no Magnum Opus, simply a wart: honestly, could you have manifested anything better?"<br><br>Psaro simply placed his unsheathed sword back into position, standing to LaLune's right, ready to defend his birthright, despite aware she could simply will Wrath away; a sign of respect, a sign seen only twice, to LaLune herself, on occasion, and one shown many years ago, a time which dawned his hatred towards Humanity.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Nefarious World: Conquests of Elements and Sins~ Chaos, Danger, and Evil</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDreadPirateRoberts</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 07:34:25</strong>
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				Name: Emma<br>Alliance: Evil<br>Location:Castle of Chaos, approaching LaLune's chambers<br>Tagging: LaLune, the other sins<br><hr><br>Emma didnt actually deign to respond to.Sloth as she walked by her. There was a sin she did not envy nor care for in the least, she would gladly slit her throat given the chance, or actually a long slow death by poisin would be more fitting..... A smile pursed her lips at such pleasant thoughts.&nbsp; <br><br>As she approached the door to.her mistress's room she heard Wrath make his appearance and threaten her lover, she gave a sharp hiss as she transformed into.her snake-woman form and drew her poisoned blades and slithered to the entrance ready for action against any who would dare challenge LaLune. <br><br>She knew her mistress could handle most any threat, especially from one she.herself had summoned to being, but, she hoped to have a chance to sate her blades bloodthirst, for it had been too long since their last kill. She would wait and follow LaLune's lead on this development.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Nefarious World: Conquests of Elements and Sins~ Chaos, Danger, and Evil</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brazen Endeavors</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 06:55:38</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Lust (Fenia Bonn)<br><strong>Alignment:</strong> Evil<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Location</strong> LaLune's Room<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> LaLune, Sins<br><br>And so began the parade..<br><br>She surveyed the incoming with ill-disguised humors as they advanced so characteristically.&nbsp; Ah, this, her "brethren".&nbsp; Manifestations so similar to she, defined only by their desires in a delightfully flawed magnitude.&nbsp; To each acknowledgement she offered a pucker of wet lips, a flippant motion of delicate fingers, then returned her attention to the rat perched upon her shouders.&nbsp; As more entered -- and most especially, Gluttony -- the small creature hissed and chittered in growing agitation.&nbsp; Lust soothed him with gentle sounds, manipulating the bald tail within her grasp.<br><br>Oh, but how could she be surprised at Wrath's entrance?&nbsp; His immediate attack was answered by a peal of chiming laughter.&nbsp; How foolishly abrupt, these sins. They lacked finesse, did they not?&nbsp; They couldn't appreciate the whisper of dark promises from shadowed recesses.&nbsp; How easily one could move in sleight, speaking sweetly even as the hidden knife sought home. . .<br><br>At least they were entertaining.&nbsp; Smile flattered full mouth even as shadowed gaze returned to LaLune, unruffled and safe.&nbsp; Dismissing the antics of others, she pierced straight to the heart of the matter at hand.&nbsp; "We are assembled, Mistress.&nbsp; Speak your will quickly, before our attentions wan." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Nefarious World: Conquests of Elements and Sins~ Chaos, Danger, and Evil</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 23:23:23</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> LaLune<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil <br><strong>Gender</strong> Female<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle of Chaos, inside her room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All Sins <br><br>LaLune watched the parade with a grin that said it all. Or at least what she wanted them to know. Her children, her pets, her creations, her little solders, her pieces to her game of war. They were all this and so much more. Such perfect extremes of Evil, such beautiful displays of Sin. They were all they were suppose to be, all they needed to be. Lust; such a scrumptious thing, no mortal could say no to her offers of that most primitive desire. Pride; oh Pride, such ego, such narcissism, such need to be the better than all, ruler of all, and such beliefs that he was and would be. Wrath; Such hatred, such need to destroy all life, such want to erect revenge for anything. Sloth; hated amongst her brethren, but they forget the importance of Sloth, such uncaring of what everybody else thought, such desire to be invisible, such need to simply be slow. No great bringers of Evil would've ever gotten anywhere without a bit of Sloth. Greed; such riches does Greed desire, such lengths will she go to get it, then once she has it, destroy anything that tries to take it away. Gluttony; all consuming, the need to simply consume all that is in her way. She and Greed could quite arguably be twins. So similar, yet so different. Then of course last but not least. Envy; sweet little Envy with her need to warship, her desire to be like others, to never feel herself good enough, to want so badly to rise up and please those around her, simply because she envies them. So perfect were each of they. No bringer of Evil in the history of Evil has ever succeeded without a bit of each of all 7 Sins within them, and here she was with true, living embodiments of each. Yes, she would use them well and please Him. The only person she envies, the only person she thinks above herself, the greatest bringer of Evil ever, the reason there is Evil in the universe. She would spread His destruction here, as she has done so many times as so many places before... <br><br>She didn't flinch, or even move a single muscle as Wrath bursted in with threats of killing her. The only thing that changed was her smile getting bigger. There was no need to react, she knew one of her other pets would step in Wrath's way, and even if they didn't, she could stop him with a single snap of her fingers. They forget how much power she had over them simply because she created them, or maybe she simply never told them, or demonstrated it to them. Either way, it didn't matter. Pride stepped in the way like the good little pitbull he was. A silent laugh floated through her head at that, what a perfect description. He was so like a pitbull, so willing to please, yet so willing to bite her hand off. When the commotion was over, she stepped away from Pride. "Emma, Zereventes', change back to your human forms!" She commanded with a snap of her fingers.<br><br>"Fenia, you do not command me." She told the embodiment of Lust simply, no emotion even hinted in her voice. "Yet you are right my pet. That is, if your brothers are done playing." She said with a blank look at the only two males in the room. Wrath and Pride. "Ah, too long have we laid idle, yet our little act of laziness have brought us great rewards. Have some respect for the youngest amongst you, for even though her use is limited, it is also great. To lay idle, to be slothful, means we learn things that we would otherwise miss." Others might compare this to having patients, but since LaLune did not believe in the need of such virtues, she compared it to sloth. It was Sloth that gathered the information for her after all. "A map for Psaro, for only a true leader should know exactly where he is going." She said as she picked up a rolled piece of parchment and placed it in his hand. "A box to hold hearts, for who better to carry the hearts of others than she who knows how to toy with them so well." She said as she picked up a simple box that almost looked like a jewelry box and gave it to Lust. "And a bag to hold something valuable, for she who knows the true value of things." She said as she picked up a simple leather, bag that looked rather like a coin bag or something and gave it to Greed. She then walked over to the foot of her bed and stood there, watching each of them. Who she gave the items to was no mistake. It was not who could be most trusted with the items given, but who would desire them most.<br><br>"On that map are routes through secret tunnels under the area that the humans call "The Dead Suburbs". In these tunnels a group has assembled to hide and protect two young magic welders. Siblings, twins, one had positive magic, the other has negative magic. Go there, kill everybody around them and the children themselves." She walks over near Gluttony and Wrath. "Zereventes', Hungreta, I want the two of you to kill them personally. Burn them, hang them, eat them alive, but whatever you do, make sure they know fear, and leave their hearts <strong>intact</strong>! It is very important that their hearts be left whole and be put in this box.." she walked over and pointed at the box she gave Lust, "and that they be brought back to me. I need the hearts for something very important. Also, the same group has a crystal orb with unusual powers. Avaritia, the orb goes in the bag I gave you, it will shield the orbs powers from those that can sense it." She turned back to Pride. "Psaro, lead them there, make sure they followed orders. Be the leader that you <strong>are</strong>. And if anybody doesn't do as directed, Zona will be sure to to tell me exactly what you did." Although LaLune said this without much emotion, the threat wasn't meant lightly. Sloth was the only one truly loyal to LaLune besides Envy, and the youngest and most disliked of the Sins, was also the spy of the family. It was she who was the tattletale, she who cared not what the others thought. For the only things she enjoyed in life were sleeping and spying on others. "Emma, you're coming with me on another mission. I have need of your snake charming skills." She spoke last to her favorite of her pets. Oh how she adored Envy's endless warship of her. "Oh, and beware. Eve surely knows of this too and she will surely send those ignorant, stupid puppies of her into the tunnels too." The 'ignorant, stupid puppies' were surely the Elements and the tone that LaLune said it in, said exactly what she thought of such useless beings as Elements. "Now, any questions? Or shall you be on your ways?" LaLune ended her speech by asking this and looking at each in turn.<br>—— <br><strong>Name:</strong> Zona McDaniel (Sloth)<br><strong>Alliance:</strong> Evil <br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Location:</strong> Coming down the hall to LaLune's room. <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> LaLune, all other Sins <br><br>Sloth barely moved as the others paraded in, trying to impress their mistress, their mother. Such energy wasted, they were all so busy plotting, that none of them saw the obvious details. If they would just be still and notice the details, they could have everything they wanted. But they were all too consumed with their own master plans, that they missed the details. Sloth knew all their weaknesses, even LaLune's, who appeared to have no weaknesses. She could take them each down. But what would be the point? They would eventually destroy each other, Sloth would just lay back and wait for that to happen. Then she would finally have some peace and quiet. No point in wasting any energy on them. <br><br>The only moment from her came when Wrath bursted in. Not the moment when he bursted in, not even the flying bodies of the guards which sent her snails cowarding under the sofa, motivated Sloth to move. It was when Wrath started to speak, although she knew what he was gonna say before he said. His body language was so oblivious. Her hand went into her pocket, clutching around the slingshot and ammo. But there was no need, not half a moment later, Pride rushed in front of LaLune. For the better anyway, best they not know what she was capable of in case one of them decided to kill her. It gave her the element of surprise. She sat up, slowly, she appeared bored as she sat there with her chin in her hands, but she was really listening intently and hanging on to every word LaLune said. She cringe and frowned when LaLune told the others to have some respect for her. Sloth did not want the others to respect her, she liked the fact that they all hated her. Although, admittedly, she would like to get closer to Envy because she was the only one loyal to LaLune besides Sloth herself, and if the others all turned against LaLune together. Envy and Sloth would be the only two to stand in their way. But she knew even Envy wanted to kill her too. Why, she didn't know. They all viewed her as useless, so what would be the point in killing a useless being? However, while the mention of respect made her frown, the mention of her spying on the others made her smile. She actually set up straight and smiled. She did love spying on her brethren. "Yes, Mommy, and if any of them try anything funny to stop me. While I'll just disappear." She said with a giggle. The most energy many would ever see come out of Sloth. She sat there until the end of LaLune's speech, at which point she stood up and stretched her arms in a tired matter. "No questions from me. I already know where it all is." She said somewhat innocently. The other Sins surely didn't at all understand why LaLune trusted Sloth with so much information beyond them, which was just the way Sloth liked it. <em>Let them wonder and think me useless</em>, she thought. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Nefarious World: Conquests of Elements and Sins~ Chaos, Danger, and Evil</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiidori</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 04:15:46</strong>
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				Name: Avaritia, Greed.<br>Alliance: Evil.<br>Location: Castle of chaos, Lalune's room.<br>Tagging: LaLune, Psaro, other sins.<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br>Greed glanced at Psaro, as he spoke. " Nothing like making a proper entrance, no need tying to prove my "self worth" everyone must know how truly valuable I am already. Brother,..Even you. I came here for business matters, nothing else. " She said laughing softly finding herself amused for the most part. Flipping her silky green hair behind her shoulder as she spoke.&nbsp; Feeling some respect for him regardless. He was still was scum to her but she knew she could tolerate him easily as long as he didn't get in her way.&nbsp; This is how things would be, and in the end LaLune wanted everyone to somehow work together obviously since others were summoned as well. Dissapointed, feeling if anyone came between what Greed wanted, she would find a way to kill them secretly or get LaLune to do it for her somehow. Greed felt she had that kind of influence over the situation at least. Manipulation being a skill she possessed that the others shouldn't take lightly. All the sins gathering would surely be a glorious day, amusing, full of chaos and destruction. All Avaritia could keep her mind on her own personal gains. Which, twisted with every passing second. Evil thoughts running through her mind . Collecting and her dark desires. Knowledge. Everything the world had to offer, and Avaritia knew she wouldn't stop there. The world would never be enough. Thoughts turning to daydreams. Greed loved it. That's all that mattered in her world. She turned her attention to LaLune, as Wrath bolted in with death threats and attacking guards. The female didn't flinch as he came in so recklessly. It didn't scare her, just in her eyes being a act of stupidity. Greed valued LaLune and was prepared to whip Wrath to bones if he made just one more move&nbsp; towards her Mistress that she didn't like. She viewed LaLune as a possession that would soon in time be hers, along with everything else she desired so there was a deep need to protect things Avaritia viewed as being valuable.&nbsp; That threat went for any of them. Silent threats ,&nbsp; she placed in her head, and vowed to herself. But she remained still for now feeling there was no real need to step they were all assembled together for a reason and that was to work together for a greater treasure. For now they shouldn't be enemies. Eve and her little vomit inducing elements were. They would all have to be destroyed first. At least that's what Avaritia assumed. Greed knew that after they ran around like pets if none of the sins tried to reach there own dark desires or be of any use she would simply destroy them all in the end. Why would they be kept in this world? All it would take is a snap of there "Mother's" fingers and it would be over. Unless LaLune had some idea that they would all share the wealth with a glorious end for them all? Even Avaritia didn't want that so why would she? Sharing wasn't something she stomached well. The idea was a abomination in her eyes. Greed knew LaLune in the end couldn't be trusted. No one could be. Wrath was a joke to her, and foolish... Avaritia knew he was reckless. The anger he possessed, dealing out revenge, hatred. Death. He would be the most reckless and one who would probably end up being a problem that would hopefully get dealt with very soon. Greed hated that he needed to be there. Although he was all of those things, he was the perfect weapon. Seeing he could barely mantain his own sinning nature against his own creator. Coming out so boldly, stupidly, without thinking. Of course this couldn't be helped and it was exciting just what they would need.&nbsp; She smirked at Psaro, Shaking her head. Knowing he just couldn't resist. He had to step in and take over the situation LaLune could have handled herself. She felt entertained, then annoyed as LaLune ordered Emma, and Zereventes to change to there human forms, they were all just wasting more time. Avaritia was ready to know why she was summoned. She wanted to know everything and wished they would all just shut there traps. Watching LaLune snap a bit her tone serious,&nbsp; as she begain to unvail her plans. Avaritia listened intently, giving her full attention. Her Greed for unknown knowledge thrilled her as well, almost as much as material items would. As her Mistress passed out items, handing her a coin bag. Soaking in the "orders" she listened patiently. The plan seemed easy enough.&nbsp; Go underground, Kill two magical little brats and take there hearts?&nbsp; inflict fear, and pain onto them and Greed's job being to find a magical orb? wondering how LaLune would assume she would give it to her in the end. Everyone taking risks, but it was simple enough. Her nose for things of value would never fail her. Her Mistresses plan seemed well thought out and organized but greed wanted it all. Psaro leading the way would be best suited but it still made Avaritia a bit angry but she didn't want to display any hostile attitude. Greed felt she should lead and be in control, the one to kill, the one to collect everything.&nbsp; Wanting to say something but she refrained. Why should he get to boss everyone around? Why do they get to do all of those things? Why not her, things would be less fun this way. They never needed to be summoned feeling she could have handled everything. It was bad enough having to obey LaLune now she couldn't play her way. It also fusterated Avaritia a bit that she had such a plan and intentions to do things with the hearts of the two children with magical powers and she wanted to know what exactly it was. Now. Finding it unfair that she had such information to begin with, but would follow through and play the little game. For now at least. Getting close to LaLune would be hard, but it would need to be done if Greed wanted to survive and become victor over the situation. She assumed her mistress already had little pets who sucked up and those sins would be viewed by Greed as "being in the way" she didn't&nbsp; want to respect them , but knew it must be done. None of her "brothers or sisters should get anything. But in the end they were all valuable , and once Avaritia sees something as being valuable nothing else matters they would also be her possesions someday. They all had a purpose regardless of her own feelings which conflicted a bit. Avaritia believed everything she fed herself. She kept her thoughts to herself as she tied the coin purse around her belt by the waist. Avaritia wasn't worried about Eve or her little elements coming into the tunnel. Killing them would be simple enough, If she got the chance she would enjoy it, if they got in the way she would. Greed knew all she needed and simply stood quiet ready to head out and handle the mission. No need to waste anymore time on a pathetic "family reunion" Avaritia was prepared and ready to leave when ready. She had questions but not ones LaLune would like so she remained quiet and waited for further instructions as she spoke. Avaritia felt like a pet, but wisdom flowed through her. Knowing how to play whatever part that seemed fit, in the end she would win regardless. Placing things in her creator's hands for the time being. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Nefarious World: Conquests of Elements and Sins~ Chaos, Danger, and Evil</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scribbles</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 00:13:26</strong>
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				Name: Hunger, Gluttony<br>Alliance: Evil<br>Location: Castle of chaos, Lalune's room<br>Tagging: LaLune and Other Sins<br><br>As the others arrived, Hunger was relatively content to take a nearby seat and simply wait, while temporarily satiating herself through long gradual licks along her blood-soaked cleaver. It wasn’t beyond her to show some patience, a skill she had found to be necessary at times when luring prey, but this didn’t make it any less irksome. From then on she paid the group only the barest of attention, ignoring even the clash between Wroth and Pride, as she attended to her meagre snack. It was only with Greed’s entrance that she stirred slightly, drawn by the hint of a familiar craving. She quickly brushed aside any notion of indulging that meal however as she remembered LaLune’s presence. She could hardly see any such action being condoned. The second time her attention was caught was when Lust insisted on hearing their summoner’s will. <br><br>By then Hunger’s cleaver glistened like new and she turned her gaze towards the sorceress vamp. Having no more need for the charade, the gluttonous sin tucked away the exuberant personality she had momentarily shown from before. An act which caused her crimson eyes to take on a golem-like indifference as she stood from her seat and stepped up beside Wrath, concentrating on naught but listening to the particularly difficult orders they were to follow. It seemed such a waste, to box up two perfectly juicy hearts. She recalled how much like a scrumptious donut the average heart could be, one which simply burst with “jelly” at even the smallest bite. This wasn’t the first time a summoner had asked her to preserve a part of a victim and, after centuries piled upon centuries, she was bound to succeed at some point…<br><br>At the thought of carrying the box, the memory of a long dead counsellor crawled its way into Hunger’s “mind”, tempting her to point out that Lust couldn’t possibly handle the hearts as well as she could; the sin with an ungodly amount of knowledge on any-body. Lust’s sensuous touch and alluring charms might work on the living but where she was the fiddler to the human body, Gluttony was the luthier. It was unfortunate that such a ruse would so obviously fall flat before LaLune and Sloth. With a slight tilt of her head, Gluttony turned her attention to the laziest of the sins while forcing the counsellor back into the darkness. <br><br>As the sins and LaLune talked around her, Hunger’s mind was abuzz with its own private debate. “Shh, careful, she might be on to our plot,” a crazy person muttered in the counsellor’s place, only for a pompous noble to reply, “What, her? She’s just a lazy bag of bones, hardly a threat!” A philosopher suddenly appeared to interject, “Are you certain? If any of you read my book you’d know that Sloth’s actually quite a storehouse of information.” <br><br>The crazy person shot back, “Your book was stupid!” <br>“As if you can even read you lout!” <br>“You’re all being stupid, what plot? All we want is to eat!” <br><br>“Yes, eat,” the crazy person cackled madly, followed by the pompous noble’s own, “Indeed!” The philosopher quickly concurred, followed by several others, and then several more, until any agreements (or disagreements) had devolved into a single chant by countless voices. All of which rattled through Gluttony’s mind.<br><br>“Eat!”<br>“Eat!”<br>“Eat!”<br>“Eat!”<br>“Eat!”<br>“Eat!”<br><br>During all of this Gluttony continued to do naught but silently stare at Sloth, her head still slightly tilted and her face expressionless…
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