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 Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 1:15 pm
Life is fragile and we live that life.
We spread throughout the world with little thought of what actually is shown in the world.
For ten thousand years seven souls have been the center piece of a curse, a curse that was placed upon them when they broke a barrier, that barrier led to outbreak of creatures that the world only dreamed about and in that time those the opened the barrier, are the ones that must close it.
The curse that was placed upon the seven was to live forever until the barrier; however, for the rest of the world would live on without the knowledge of what seven humans subjected our history to and so the world of the human eyes were sealed, a seal that spread each time a person makes eye contact with another human, like a virus. Though the source of the seven’s real curse was not placed welcoming with a warning, they aged and died and were reborn, over a thousand times, over ten thousand years. Enough time to form bonds and gradually hate their curse, but one that they can not escape.
However as any would guess genders do not remain the same and life does not always flow the way others wish for. Several times the past lives of the seven were not always remembered and through the course of a life their curse would be forgotten, but the roots of the past always return and the world in which the seven live is reserved for them and only them.
A curse that transcends time, transcends life and death, and demands to be heard.
~Current Issue~
Several years back, the seven were on what appeared to be a normal mission of sorts to deal with an outbreak of the ‘Nightworld’ or what some have considered this moment when the world grows dark and the creatures of the night come out to cause havoc. This time is the moment when people go missing, the time of unsolved murders, some of the most gruesome murders come from these moments, the time that blood is flows the street and unknowing mortals walk into death itself. While on this mission the seven were caught off guard by a strong opponent one that was considered to be nearly a god in the terms that one time in history he had been worshipped as one under his many names, however the seven were no match for this demon or god whichever you prefer and were slowly tortured to death each one in their own personal horror.
-Twenty years later-
The seven were reborn, grew and changed, only this time only two remembered about their pasts, the others were allowed to live normal childhoods, grow with the normal world, and lead normal lives. The two others; however, have been fighting and attempting to allow their loved ones to live these normal lives, but peace can not stay that way forever.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 2:13 pm
~ The Seven ~
While one assume that the seven are good innocent people that were trapped into some type of curse and all this was accident. One would be wrong then, these people at the point of the curse were murders and crude, one would consider them equal to that of the Seven Deadly Sins. So while they do have traits of those traits, those that put the curse on the seven gave them abilities equal to that of the darkness that they unleashed. For each time they use their powers to defend themselves they must commit the sin in which they are most like.
Lust – The Desire for Sexual Acts ~ for this member they must perform sexual acts and flame is the power that burns for them.
Gluttony – an inordinate desire to consume more than that which one requires. ~ The use of water manifesting ability and afterwards they will require to consume a large amount of food
Sloth – the avoidance of physical or spiritual work. ~ Super human strength and afterwards they are unable to do anything.
Envy – the desire for others' traits, status, abilities, or situation. ~ The Wind/Air ability to use the source of weather around them afterward they feel the need to put on some type of show even in the middle of a street of someone they know.
Greed - the desire for material wealth or gain, ignoring the realm of the spiritual. It is also called Avarice or Covetousness. ~ The ability to use the earth around them, such as ability to speed up plants at a large rate and move large stones, afterwards they must buy a large amount of items that they desire.
Pride - excessive belief in one's own abilities, that interferes with the individual's recognition of the grace of God. It has been called the sin from which all others arise. Pride is also known as Vanity. ~ An ability to deal with darkness/shadow control, afterwards they are in need to continue to boost about their abilities to anyone.
Anger - manifested in the individual who spurns love and opts instead for fury. It is also known as Wrath. ~ The ability to use a bright light that changes and confronts or guards them, and afterwards they must sprout off yelling and often more violence when it comes with normal mortals.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 2:14 pm
Partners –
Each of the seven have slowly gained a need for another person over the years and in doing so no matter the gender have become partners in both battle and any bedroom actions – though they can not have children.
Lust ~ Sloth
Envy ~ Greed
Pride ~ Anger ~ Gluttony
(Have a nice three way)
The Roles We Play
Sloth – Hokyo Cumen (Unaware) (Male)
Lust – Yunari (Aware)
Envy – knives_sama (Unaware) (Male)
Greed – (Unaware)
Pride – psycobluepeep (Unaware) (Male)
Anger – Xavier Dusk (Aware)
Gluttony – (Unaware)
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 2:23 pm
~ Story to Follow ~
For Lust and Anger they have been fighting since the day of their birth and have attempted out of compassion for those that had forgotten their curse and have tried very hard to keep everything just as it is. However as time drew on and their age increased it became increasingly hard for them to keep at the ‘Nightworld’ appearances and many have been killed to this inability to keep their curse up and in a finally attempt to resign themselves from awakening the others, they sealed themselves up into a large mansion and ignored the desire to kill when the portals of the night world came about, often only by holding the other back. However it is Halloween, a time for trick and treating and the mansion is on the list of places to stop, as there is word that it is haunted. Oh the misery of the curse that has survived ten thousand years, and in a single night what will become of those other five that plan to see this mansion even unaware of the others going.
A ‘Nightworld’ will open right at the heart of the mansion, for those that put the curse have willed it this way, in order to force Lust and Anger out of hiding. Will someone die? Or will the curse began anew for the other five? Only you can decide the fate of those you play.
Welcome to Night Realm
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 2:31 pm
~ Profiles ~ (Message Me Them)
Gaian Name:
Character Name:
Age:
Sin:
Power:
Appearance:
Bio:
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 3:17 pm
~ The Seven ~Gaian Name: Hokyo Cumen
Character Name: Noah Lowe
Age: 18
Sin: Sloth
Power: Super Human strength
Weapon: His own fists and body
Appearance: 
Bio: Noah was born some eighteen years ago, and while he was cursed with the fact that both of his parents were killed when he was five he has always had a smile that could spread through the toughest of egos. However Noah has always had a desire to fight, to attack and not look back, but then he gets tired and often just finds himself not much able to lift a finger. Due to the death of his parents, he was forced into a childhood home until he was fifteen at which time he moved out into his own place, where he works and goes to the local college.
His days are filled to the brim and offer him no ability to have a break. He however has always remained a happy child, though when he was in high school he was known for getting into fights, a curse really that would haunt him from those that still go to his school. As he was considered the person to contact that would stop others from harming the young and weak. Though the rest of the time he has shown no attempts to be active and often would fall asleep in class.
Gaian Name: knives_sama
Character Name: Soma Youko
Age: 18
Sin: envy
Power: wind element
Appearance: 
Bio: Soma was raised in an adverage child hood, but was never content he was neither the most athletic, the wealthiest, the smartest he also came at second best if anything, in anything he did, this made him envious and jealous of those who were better than him
later in life Soma took to stealing identities and become those which he envied but would always change back to soma before he got caught,
as a side job he took up being an improv comedian to insult others he envied but couldn't get their identities
Gaian Name: psycobluepeep
Character Name: Lowen Vector
Age: 19
Sin: Pride
Power: Darkness and shadow manipulation
Appearance:
Bio: Brought up in a military Lowen quickly picked up the usage of firearms and had a natural talent which he quickly and endlessly brags about. His childhood was of minuscule worth that he seeks to brag bout anything he can to compensate for that. Dis-spite his boastful nature Lowen kept/keeps a low profile (or attempts to) for dealing with people is not something he really likes but, he takes pride in those who he knows. At this point Lowen is working trying to figure out what route to take with his life.
Gaian Name: Yunari
Character Name: Kari Road
Age: nineteen
Sin: Lust
Power: Fire and desire (can we really count desire as a power? Oh well I will now)
Appearance: 
Bio: Growing up is hard enough, but when you realize at a young age just who you are, it becomes more difficult. Kari was the center of attention at a young age, having been involved in many cases involving adults, well she wasn’t exactly the prime and innocent girl she appeared to be. Her parents, or well the ones this time around, kicked her out when she turned fifteen for fear of the shame she might bring to their family. But lust wasn’t her only problem. She didn’t know how many people were awake like herself, she was a living sin and she dared not allow the others to know, if sloth woke up…. She didn’t want to think about it. So she continued to live her life, taking what she needed to do and of course making sure that things stayed the same. After all who needs to know that they are cursed? Let lying dogs sleep.
Gaian Name: Xavier Dusk
Character Name: Zeke Tonani
Age: 19
Sin: Anger
Power: Manipulation of Light
Appearance:  Bio: Life was never a cake walk for Zeke, especially knowing who you are. Most of his life involved fighting and arguements, whether with his parents of random strangers. He would get into Fight Clubs to let off some steam most of the time, but he stopped that after one night things went to far -- he killed a few too many people, and got a scar on his face in return. He chooses not to hide his scar from anyone, knowing well that people would call him out about it, which would in turn give him the excuse to beat them to a bloody pulp. Despite this, he's never been jailed. Even though his natural judgement is clouded by rage, towards himself and others, he is actually very observant of his surroundings. He didn't know how many others were awake, but he has often suspected a few. Hasn't said anything yet, though.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 4:24 pm
The morning air was cold against his cheeks as Noah stumbled clumsily towards his second class of the day. He had always hated early mornings; the four years of his high school career had been filled with disgust and often flared moods of his temper. He walked slowly, passing several people that he had known when he was younger and they shunned away from him, why he offered a fake smile to make them more comfortable with him. He sighed as they passed, he was already exhausted and he still had a English course and then a physical training class. “Noah!” A voice shouted over the crowds of people and he turned to see a rather annoying sight, his English teacher. The man bounced up to him and flung his arms around the younger lad and Noah grunted as he fought to keep standing up. “Professor!” Noah shouted as he pushed the slightly older man off of him and the man just laughed. “I’m sorry Noah; I just get so excited when I see you.” The man spoke with a happy tone in his voice.
Noah of course did not find the man’s humor to his liking; he was clingy and offered no subject to keep his cool under the current manners and people were starring. Noah sighed and pushed his way away from the man. “Noah! That is not the way to class.” The man spoke with a cheerful manner, but Noah kept walking. “Mark me as not attending today.” He said calmly as he passed a few more students to get his distance from the odd man. The professor fought back the urge to laugh and grinned with a slight glimmer in his eye. “Just like him, and I had such a good lesson on the events of Halloween.” He spoke to himself and turned towards the others around him and found them starring at him and he chuckled slightly and backed away carefully.
Noah had found his way to the street and began to head towards his home a few blocks away from the school. He still had work and then he had the weekend, the first time in several weeks to have a single day off and he was so excited as he was going to head to the local mansion to see if he could find out about the history of the place and write a paper on it for his study of local myths and what created them. He sighed slightly as took a step out onto the street but the noise of the car horn awoke him from his dazed like state and he was forced to jump back quicker then normal, he wasn’t even sure where the surge of his power came from, but he found himself sitting several feet back on the grass of the campus where he resided and only him seemed to shocked about the event. He rubbed his eyes and stood slowly, and found his legs barely able to support him, but he fought back the urge to just fall back down and went to the corner and waited for the light to turn green.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 5:11 pm
Lowen woke up to the annoying sound of a firetruck passing by. He laid in his bed staring at his ceiling thankful he had gotten a few days off work. The firetruck passed by, its irritating siren fading in to the distance. No point in going back to sleep now, He thought still annoyed. Lowen shifted his body to be laying on his side not really feeling the urge to get up. A clock on a night stand blinked 10:10. Ahh...I should be up anyway. Finally sitting up Lowen glanced at a desk he had in the corner of his room just behind the open door to his room and on that desk sat a handgun given to him by his deceased brother. The pistols slide was locked back and the magazine to it not in sight but safely stored away. "Right. I was cleaning it but for some reason I crashed, Well I'll finish that after I get done showering" Lowen said to him self as he walked out of the room.
Fifteen minutes later Lowen walked back into the room tossing the towel in to a hamper which was nearly full. Closing the door and taking a seat at his desk Lowen began disassembling the gun in to its major pieces. Acquiring the cleaning supplies from one of the dresser drawers he started making the barrel spotless. That mansion... quite an intriguing place sadly no one knows a thing about it out side of myths. Taking a look at the interior of the barrel he was content with its cleanliness Lowen began assembling the gun again. Brother was always interested in that place. He always was in to myths and such. Well... Might as well go check it out for his sake after I visit his grave. Lowen finished piecing together the pistol and let the slide go foward. The metal clang was a nice sound to him. Putting the hand gun in a top drawer Lowen got up from his seat and went down stairs to get some food before he would head out.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 5:24 pm
it was close to the aftenoon when soma got up, he looked at the women in the bed with him, "this guy was really popular with the women" he thought as he got up and changed "hmm i guess my charade is up, any more and some one will catch on" he thought as he slipped out of the hotel room he was staying in,
"put the night on my credit card" soma said to the man at the front desk as he swiped the card and inputted the pin number.
soma then left to the main streets looking around as he ditched the card into a nearby trash can
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 5:42 pm
“you sure Mister? I mean it’s just a couple dollars.” The blond woman leaned over the counter, her arms folded and pushing her weight down a little bit so that her chest was rather exposed. She fluttered her eyelashes and cocked her head to the side as she allowed two fingers to move across the counter and lightly up the man’s arm. “I know that a good looking man like you has no women problems, but I can be sure to make it up to you…” By now the poor fellow was red and had the beginning of a nose bleed. The girl, in triumph now picked up the pair of shoes from the counter and flashed a bit of a peace sign. “you’re a life saver sweetie, remind me that I owe you a night.” and she hopped off, sliding out the door before the guy could get off another word.
Men were so easy to deal with. She had been born to seduce them and even though she did enjoy variety, she much rather preferred her past lover. But she was sure he didn’t remember by now, after all if he had he would have come looking for her right? Nah, Sloth was a lazy bum, if anyone had to do the work, it would have to be her. She held her hand over her head to protect her eyes from the sun as she glanced around. It was busy outside, she could see that every one was absorbed in their own little things.
She took a few moments to change her shoes, adoring the nice sneakers, over her trashed ones. She threw these in the garbage along with the box and smiled brightly. Who needed money when you had boobies. After all they proved to be a stronger weapon then most of those shooting items. She placed her hands behind her head and glanced around. A strange sight caught her eye not to far away. A male had jumped back from the road. She blinked a few times and almost laughed at the idiocy of it all. Shouldn’t one look before they go into the middle of the street? The only people she’d ever thought to do that kind of thing was sloth, that idiot was always lost and maybe wrath, anger caused people to do many things.
She did allow a little chuckle to leave her lips and continued about her way. The guy was cute, but she wasn’t feeling the need quite yet. If she had been paying more attention, she might have noticed the little traits that only she would know, the little movements, the exhaustion because no one, no one knew that boy like she did, no one.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 6:09 pm
"hmm now which card next" soma though going threw a few other cards before noticing the women coming out of the building and changing shoes
"wow she's gorgeous, bet she makes all the other girl jealous" he though looking her over not so much out of pevertedness but more to judge character.
"hmm i think she knows she good looking to, and probably use that as an advantage" soma added
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 7:11 pm
Noah barely arrived back at his door before he fell to his knees, breathing heavy he unlocked his door and fell into the cold wooden floor of the one bedroom apartment, dragging himself towards his bed. He sighed lightly as he rolled over onto it and threw a ball at the door slamming it shut behind him. He glanced towards his kitchen which was only a few feet away, no dishes were on the counter he had found that no desire for washing them, instead the counter was littered with plastic plates. The bathroom hidden behind a small door beside the front door, and books lined the floor. He sighed and placed his arm over his face and looked up at the ceiling through the uncovered idea. “Damn car.” He said as he attempted to figure out what had made him so tired. Though gym always made him tired as well, anything made him exhausted.
Closing his eyes, he smiled and rolled on his side and placed his hands under his head. Maybe just a small nap would help him. Though he feared the idea of his dreams, the blood that spilled across hundreds of unknown peoples faces, the desire to kill and the desire of the flesh that ate away at his own mind.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 7:18 pm
The woman paused in her step. Her arms went around her body and she shivered. Many would think it from the cold, but the smile on her lips told of another story. She had felt it, for just a second she had felt connected. He wasn’t awake, she wanted to wake him but she knew it would be a bad idea, however the pleasure was over whelming. She would need to find an outlet before she burned to a crisp, she could already feel her body heating up. None the less she turned her head to the side, eyes scanning the area. She found another man, not the one from before but a new one, he was looking at her, no he was looking into her. Not many people did that she would admit, maybe some women, but then again her lust didn’t pertain only to men.
She was a walking succubus, a creature deprived of bonds but rich in adoration and intimate relationships. Yet this guy was looking through her, not at her. It was curious. She gave a little smile, flicked her hand to toss her hair over her shoulder and turned. She would have to get something to cool down, a nice drink or maybe some ice cream, ah yes, how people looked at her when she ate ice cream… she shook these thoughts from her head, intentionally adding a bit of a bounce to her walk. She knew she was good looking, hell she was sure she was he best looking thing on the planet, but this was just part of the over whelming confidence she gained from being lust.
But then again, you can lust after more than just intimacy. She was fighting her own lust to wake up those sleeping, how against her nature.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 7:21 pm
"now she's acting weird" soma thought as he watch the girl "she seem anxious but is trying to restrain herself" he added as he kept an eye on her
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 7:24 pm
Finishing the food he made Lowen made his way back up to his room to grab a few things before he left. He put on a dark green long coat that stopped half way down his calf. Starting to move out of the room he stopped and looked at his pistol. While he was not suppose to carry it in public that didn't stop him and his coat made it easy to conceal. Snatching a particular belt Lowen fixed a holster so the pistol would be at all times behind his back. Locating two magazines Lowen carefully examined them both. One magazine had seven rounds loaded and the other a full twelve. That will do. Lowen took placed the twelve round on the desk and put the other into the gun then chambered a bullet. While it was unnecessary it was a symbol of pride to him as well. He took the other magazine and hiding it in a interior pocket of his jacket.
While Lowen did live with his parents they were never really home, nor was Lowen usually. He walked down the stairs and out the door. A chilly wind greeted his face but his body remained nice and snug under his jacket. He was roughly a mile away from the graveyard where he brother was laid to rest and began walking down the street calmly
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