Time for war. Semi-lit. Accepting

[lynettetan1]

With a loud bang, the door slammed open, almost hitting Sloth. Luckily, she had chosen to sleep just beyond the reaches of the door, by accident, it seemed. Eureyla winced inwardly at the scream Lust sent their way, though she didn't show it, only that after the door was closed, she raised her hands, gently massaging her ears. When one was with Sloth, one kind of got used to the silence. The scream had most definitely woken her up, though, and the girl gave a sigh. Sloth lay there, unmoving, as if a door hadnt almost smashed into her face, as if words weren't screamed at them two seconds ago. then again, she probably hadn't been worried. In the first scenario, the door would be the only thing gettin hurt there. Eureyla probably imagined it, but she felt a certain aura of smugness round the girl. With Lust insisting on a bath, Sloth definitely had more time to sleep. Anyone who knew Lust knew she took ages to have a bath, as she was Lust, after all, everything had to be perfect.

Caught in her thoughts, she barely heard Rylan. His words seemed like he was talking to her, but also himself. Shrugging, she just answered. "Yes, she's fine. Don't worry about it, she's actually been more active today then she's been in three days." She pointed out with a shrug. And Sloth was healthy, in fact, she was more then healthy, she seemed to be in her prime. Eureyla said the truth, though, Sloth had been sleeping for the last two days, lying on the same spot, not even turning or shifting, like a dead person, almost.

At his smile Eureyla gave a polite smile back, still a little wary of how silent it now suddenly was as she eyed the door, as if making sure Lust wouldnt start screaming again. Satisfied, she smiled at him more readily now, more then happy to have a conversation. With Sloth, you hardly got anything spoken in words. "The name's Eureyla. Rylan, right?" She asked curiously, looking towards him as well.

[Ariana Black]

An hour passed before Delilah came out. She was wearing her favorite blue outfit. She looked at them and sighed. "Why do you guys always congregate at my door?" She folded her arms awaiting the answer. she gave Rylan a small smile. She looked at Sloth. "You're here as well sister?"

Outfit and shoes: and

[L o k e]

Yumi---

I follow my master whereever he goes. Greed saved me from another master many treats ago. Since then I have pledged my mind and body to him. He is my master and nothing will change that. Being part demon is actually a good this for me. I have wings a devil tail and can speak to dark animals

[Howling-Wolves]

John/Wrath
Full name- John Storm, or Wrath.
Nickname- None.
Gender- Male
Age- 18, almost 19
Power(2-3 sentences)- When angered, John becomes very strong. His blood becomes thick, and almost like a metal, making it nearly impossible to hurt him. His veins begin to bulge, the pupils in his eyes widen to make both his eyes completely black, and his skin turns white.
What side are you on?- The younger brothers side.
His/her servant(sin)/companion(virtue): None
What species are they?- Sin
Description- John is a large, muscular guy. He usually doesn’t smile and usually just has a serious face on. He has light blue eyes and tan skin. He could easily pass off as a twenty-five year old. He stands at 6’5 and weighs 259 pounds. He wears t-shirts, jeans, sneakers, a faded baseball cap and sunglasses. He has short, light brown hair and a five o-clock shadow. John has a scar on his stomach from where his dad had stabbed him. He also has a tattoo of claws running down his back. When he uses his powers, his skin turns pale, almost white, and his eyes become pitch black. His veins become large, and his nails extend out into claws.
Personality- John doesn’t have the best temper. He tries his best to keep calm, because when he gets angry, he kind of goes crazy. For the most part, he is quiet and collect and seems to be very together, but if you push him over the edge, he turns into a completely different person. He is very obedient of the younger brother, but he doesn’t listen to anyone else. He is also very anti-social and tends to stay away from other people because he hates talking, and people tend to make him angry. John always has a straight face on, never smiling, and never showing any hint of happiness. He spends almost all his time on work, and when he’s finally done, he usually reads. He makes sure that he always has something to do, because he feels useless if he’s just sitting around.
John is Wrath for a reason though. He holds a large amount of anger over everything that has ever happened to him. Many times, he has lost his anger and took it out on those around him, even the innocents.
History- In short, John was always an angry child. In his young, and rather stupid years, he got into many fights. He hates talking about his past, and he tries to never think about it.
BF/GF- None.
Crush- None
Fears- John fears himself. He’s scared of who he becomes when he’s angry, and he hates how he loses control. He also fears going to sleep, because he hates the nightmares he has.
Strenghts- Even without using his powers, John’s very strong, and can definitely throw a heck of a punch. He can also run very fast, and run for a long amount of time. Also, with how little he talks with others, he’s not affected by the little drama that goes around.
Weakness- To be honest, John isn’t the best swimmer, nor the next climber (At least of trees). He’s also not the best communicator and not the best with people. He isn’t very trusting either.
Weapons- a four inch dagger, and a pistol.
Other- Nothing really

[lynettetan1]

Um, Wolves, I pretty sure that all the sins have the same father(the youngest brother) and mother.(the youngest brother's wife.) just saying...)

[Howling-Wolves]

((Oh sorry, i forgot to edit that part. I used his old history. Give me a minute))

[~:Stitch:~]

(Sorry, wrath is taken. Im trying to get the front of the rp updated but school isn't in my favor.)

[Howling-Wolves]

((oh, okay, sorry.))

[Speak]

Wrath||Nyx

Narrowing her eyes at her younger brother Greed she was starting to resent his, oh so high and mighty speeches and attitude. Father was out with Pride? Well, even if he was her father she still felt a little relieved when Greed told her that both he and Pride were busy. Folding her arms across her chest Wrath yelled after Greed's retreating back "My name is Wrath, not wraith......squirt" she said muttering the last part so that he wouldn't hear her, walking away Nyx tied her hair in a pony tail. The click of her boots echoing down the hall Nyx headed outside and towards the barracks…she didn’t know exactly how this worked so the first people she interrupted were the generals and all those that weren’t ants. At first they had panicked and annoyed her…resulting in a window being…dismembered by forces unknown. Of course then they’d calmed down and listened to what she’d had to say; once the army was organized and ready to go , luckily without any annoyances that is. Relieved that it was over- sort of Nyx returned to the main building and headed towards the others rooms, some had tendencies to sleep in -sloth especially- and it was unacceptable to Nyx. Hearing the shouting going on around Delilah’s room Nyx followed it and was glad to see that Sloth was up and moving…sort of. “Hey, you guys have any idea what Greed’s up to?” she asked.

[~:Stitch:~]

(Sorry it took so long
And would you like another sin/virtue?)
Greed let out a small sigh. "Indeed." He walked towards another weapon case, pulling out a small dagger. Gripping the handle, Greed then grabbed two ball things and put then in his pocket. Turning towards Yumi, he walked up to her and handed her the weapon. "You'll be needing this." His hand released the dagger into her hands. Yes, he was Greed but he takes care of his stuff. Yumi is his personal servant, his property. Meaning he would treat her with some care. She was still a servant and not one of his precious items. Walking past the two, Greed impatiently called over his shoulder, " Come on." Then he went to the front doors. The hallways seemed to rush past him as Greed made his way through them. For a small second, he stopped at the sight of a family portrait. It was his father sitting on a throne beside his mother while Greed and his siblings sat around them. He didn't have a smile himself. Even while the picture was him as a 5 year old child, his face was one of authority and rather serious. It was a nice picture overall. The only thing needed to be done was switch the places of him and father. Then all would be fine. Greed looked away from the photo, continuing to walk. Finally he pushed open the front doors. The surrounding area of the castle was pitiful. Embarrassing really. Dead trees, dark, mist, pretty much a haunted mansion area. Greed would change that one day. He resumed walking to the stables, where his own horse, Midnight, was resting. His horse let out a happy neigh when she saw him. He had raised her as a foul so obviously she would be happy. Greed patted her black muzzle. "We are going to the kingdom, Midnight." He started to saddle her up.