The Seven Deadly Sins

[♥Ky-nim♥]

Okay, so I want a group with six other people, with a character that is one of the seven deadly sins.

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Pride

Sloth

Greed - flyaway { CiTY

Lust - Foxy

Gluttony

Wrath - Valentine

Envy - Ky-nim

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The Red means that the position has been filled

The Blue means that someone is in the process of auditioning for the role, but it is still open

And finally, the Green means that it is open and has not been applied for yet.

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Application:

[b]Role:[/b]

[b]Roleplaying sample:[/b] At 250+ words.

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Please create a character for the personality after you have been given the role. These seven characters will all live together at the Dry Riverbed, kinda like a family. When creating the character, you do not have to write the personality, except what they are and a history is not needed.

[Valentine]

Role: Wrath

Roleplaying sample:

The auburn she-cat stalks through the woods, unable to sleep. Her large ears are pinned flat against her skull and her lips constantly part in an ill-tempered smile at whatever thoughts are going through her head. In the half-dark the trees fade in an out of the shadows, seeming to have one foot in the world of the living and another in the world of ghosts. The incessant buzz of insects and rustle of leaves whispers around her behind the heavy cloak of the summer night.
"What are you doing, walking around so late at night?" A shadow disassociates itself with the surrounding darkness and the tabby tom it belongs to walks up to her and falls into step next to her.
"I'm taking a walk so leave me alone!" Wrath yells, a bit to loudly for the night. Cats like him had always rubbed her the wrong way. Arrogant, faithless toms who belong in the sewers serving rats and fleas. The tom flattens his ears and eyes her warily. Suddenly he purrs, the sound deep in his throat.
"You're barely more than a kit! Don't get so angry." He smiles, trying to play the 'older brother' card, Wrath assumes.
"Don't talk like that to me! Go back to your own dang life and leave me alone!" Wrath bares her fangs in a snarl and races away from him, quivering with the urge to slice his whiskers off. Some logical part of her brain reminds her that yelling so much had made her seem childish but she pushes it away.

[♥Ky-nim♥]

I think that was really good! So I'm actually going to give Wrath to you. ^_^ Now you can make the character.

[flyaway { CiTY]

Role; Greed.

Roleplay Sample;

Greed • 1021 words.

A clap of thunder reined throughout the forest, following after the bright spark of lightning. A dark gray object dashed through the shadows; it was basically invisible. But the figure was easily spotted during a lightning's strike. The animal of some sort was blastered with sleek, dark gray fur. And almost black stripes. Its muzzle was a pure white, well, slightly darker in the rain. The animal had silver whiskers, that always twitched when it was nervous. It was a cat; a tom, in fact. His build? The average, but more complex than the usual. He was the average height as well, maybe an inch taller or so, not like it made a difference. Where were we? Ah, yes; The male cat had a rather unique personality. He was a strong fighter, but used his head and his mouth more than his claws and his teeth. And yet, he was veren reedy of things; The others always had something he wanted, something he deserved. He was to have those titles, or that den; Because it belonged with him. That is what he thought, anyway. But, he was a loyal cat. And despises the idea of being just a ridiculous pawn in some game. When he was being used, he felt like he was under control of a puppeteer.

Rain leaked from the leaves, hitting the earth. It was about time it had rained here; the rogue territory made him feel like he lived in a desert. But, here the rain was; up and about. As much as the gray cat was happy to see the rain, it was starting to annoy him. He just couldn't be pleased with anything! The rogue cat shook his pelt furiously, shaking the rain droplets off his gray fur, only to have new ones fall onto him. His whiskers drooped down in frustration, plus; it was heavy with all the rain it had carried. The rogue searched for a dry spot, perhaps a more levitated area, so he wouldn't drown in all this rain. His bright green eyes spotted a perfect spot; A completely dry area, only because large leaves of some species covered the spot like an umbrella. Interesting. He trotted swiftly over to the cozy little location. After settling down for about two minutes, the giant leaves collapsed; sending a large amount of rain to fall on the tom's head. He hissed with frustration, he hated water. He hated swimming. The rogue hissed up at the sky, addressing to no one in particular,

" Stupid idiotic water! Go to hell! Agh! "

He growled loudly, his voice spreading throughout the territory, his green irises burning with frustration. Of course; just his luck, he managed to be under those leaves at that exact timing. After recovering from that little episode he had, his stomach growled with hunger. It felt like his abdomen was clawing him from the inside. And whenever the cat got seriously hungry, he starts shivering and feels very sick. This was not a good time to puke, out in the rain especially. Or was it? Since the water would wash away ... Let's not talk about that, okay? So, he was going to have to wait until the storm let up. All the animals would be hiding by now. But he was so hungry, he couldn't help but scavenge for any scraps hunters had left. The rain was blocking his scent, and erasing every single scent laid down here earlier. His whiskers twitched; that was a sign that the rogue was nervous. Very nervous.

All he heard was the horrible noise of thunder, crickets, and his stomach. Growling and growling. He felt his stomach vibrate as he desperately searched for something edible. He hated this, so much. The tom wanted to come home to find some delicious, tender voles; all stacked up in large groups. The rogue's gray ear twitched with agony as thunder boomed horrifically loud; leaving his poor eardrum pounding. The dark gray cat swayed his tail to and fro as his trotted quickly, wondering off for food. Wait! He saw something, it was a limp, brown lump. He walked over to see if it were a mouse or something. But all it was .. was ... a stupid cat's poop! Again, his temper went off; dung! Dung! Dung! Dung! It was just crap! How was a growing cat going to eat a load of crap?! He tossed his head up in the night sky, preparing his vocal chords for another scream;

" Stupid, stupid load of catdung! Useless! "

He yowled, up in the open. His ebony black claws unsheathed, as he scored them on the face of a tree. The violence cooled off his anger, letting the tom relax a bit. Yes, he had bit of a temper, but all cats did, right? It's perfectly normal, is all. He sheathed his weapons back in, and stalked around for more options other than cat crap. The brutal wind ruffled the rogue's dark gray pelt, tossing it left and right, up and down, forward and backward, and side to side. It was crazy out there. He'd heard about this DeathClan, but he didn't feel the need to join a Clan. That was certainly something this cat wouldn't do. He knew there were better things out there for his use. Somethings that appreciated his abilities. He didn't feel like becoming a slave of another animal, especially Viper or Scarlet. His ears prickled once more, only to seeing lightning and to defiantly hear some thunder

He was born here, because he had parents. Well, he wasn't really born right here, not in this very spot at least. His parents were loners and he simply disagreed with the whole peace idea. Oh no; He loved man-slaughter. It was fun for him, but not the one being maimed, of course. His parents? Yes, his father was Nathaniel. And the gray cat's mum was called Sarah. He didn't pay any thought to them since he left the territory. He was a rogue now, and he was happy; That's all that counted, right? Oh, and by the way; the cat's name was Greed.

[♥Ky-nim♥]

Accepted! You may make the character bio for Greed now. And very lovely sample, love it. ^_^

[Sk8r_Gurl]

[Size:4]Name; Lust or pride
Roleplay sample;[/size]

Lust Or Pride• ?

"ah,but miles away from the horrid clinch,tell us yound cat,what troubles you so? On a night such like this?.
When the moon and stars light the navy blue abyss. And though you may among those passed on ,the
wind lets them sleep,and allows you the dawn
on the damsel of dainty,in time lunar light gaze" often how the world though through the cats eyes, Often imagined how the cruel world came. Her name meant dezired, and her desire was that everyone would finally be happy.

with the confections of goodness within your minds haze
the night is quite yound, so luminous and breezy. Your fur flowing free and arising so easy,placeing the sourrounds you.

[♥Ky-nim♥]

It's good so far, but you need to have at least 250 words, so keep on working! ^_^

[Sk8r_Gurl]

Sorry i saw that someone wanted pride, so i changed it to Lust but is it ok if i change the name becuase the meaning means something inappropaiate

[♥Ky-nim♥]

technically lust is the desire for something, which can be anything.

[Sk8r_Gurl]

I looked it on dictionary.com

Lust:
Sexual desire

Please dont put my name up there yet please

[♥Ky-nim♥]

Actually, lust is the strong desire for something, but over a long period of time, it has become associated as being sexual desires, this comes mainly from the catholic church.

And I took your name down.

[Sk8r_Gurl]

Yeah but im not going to have lustif its also mean sexual desire. It would be embarresing have that

I wasted my peom i was working for nothing then >_> should have ressearched it first

[flyaway { CiTY]

May I suggest Gluttony or Sloth?

[♥Ky-nim♥]

Gluttony!! ^_^

[flyaway { CiTY]

Go Gluttony !
Should we get Foxy to try out for Gluttony? <.<