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In all of his wondrous glory, Pride glided into the desecrated chapel, golden eyes glinting behind an equally tinted mask, feathered shoulders lifting with a near silent, breathy chuckle. This was most definitely his favourite time of the year, and one of the few times he could really shine in the drab day to day life the he otherwise led.
Clothed in black, he moved ever farther into the echoing halls , hearing the distant strum of of music.
((General look of costume: http://www.cosplayhouse.com/image.php...
http://pics.novica.com/pictures/5/p93...))
Clothed in black, he moved ever farther into the echoing halls , hearing the distant strum of of music.
((General look of costume: http://www.cosplayhouse.com/image.php...
http://pics.novica.com/pictures/5/p93...))

((General looks: http://fashaddix.com/wp-content/uploa...

"Jasmine!" Wrath yells "My disciple come here!"







((FUCK YEAH! I HIT THE BIGGEST HOUSES >:DI'LL HAVE ENOUGH CANDY FOR A YEAR...ish AND I'M STILL NOT DONE!))
Pride had to resist the urge to shake his head in grief and Wrath's bellows, his ears somewhat stinging at the reverberating shout.
Pride had to resist the urge to shake his head in grief and Wrath's bellows, his ears somewhat stinging at the reverberating shout.

"BLASTED THING" Wrath's eyes light again and he begins flinging fire balls at the infuriating figment.
Pride sighed, sitting himself down at a table to watch, once again, as Wrath tried to kill Greed. It was like he had only one mode, sheesh.

((He does have one mode... Burn and destroy everything... XD))


Zasad stands up pistol in one hand sword in the other, he fires two shots at Greed before running forward.
Wrath continues to bombard Greed with fire.

Wrath twists his hands in a circle causing fire to encircle greed creating a torrent of fire around him.

"By the Old One," Pride sighed, slipping to Sloth's side in an attempt to avoid the barrage of fire, bullets and other nameless assailants.


Pride snorted. "You don't attack ladies, and, besides, Sloth don't got the energy to fight, now do you, o'Lazyness?"

"That's Sloth for you," Pride giggled, clamping a hand to the virtual stranger's shoulder, "Getting Oh Greatest of Couch Potatoes!"


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This years party is in a place once claimed forbidden to them, the St. Mary of the Angels Church, now a place of Sin, the holy white and exquisite gold replaced with gaudy red and garish black, the alter of God replaced with that of the Sins. Even the divine murals lay shattered, replaced by twisted images only one such as Lust could truly appreciate...and reciprocate.
Unlike the buildings around it, this building has suffered little for the creeping years, kept in perfection by the Sin's in yearly turns, though the sacred pews and holy books have been cast aside or burned depending on the mood.
Here, a party starts, the members concealed by snarling masks and risqué costumes. Can you find yourself in this rowdy mess?
((If you want anything changed, just give a shout, I'll be closing it until tomorrow, though.))