forum The Seven Deadly Sins (OPEN for other characters)

Started November 27, 2018 by @Moxie group

tune

He nods. "Thanks, Envy." He says quietly. He offers a tiny smile..

Pride looked at Envy leave the room and then looked to Gluttony. "You're up next."

Envy ignored Pride and smiled back. “If you have any questions, just ask Greed or I.” She stood and drifted out of the room.

Wrath snickered to Envy, "And you didn't want to help the boy. Look at you being nice and all. "

Envy shot a glare to Wrath. “Shut up. Or you’ll face my wrath.”

Adagio looks back at thr ceiling and sighs softly, curling up into a rather small ball.

Gluttony ignored Wrath and Envy’s bickering and shyly floated out to Adagio. “Um. Hello.”

Adagio looks up. "Hello. Gluttony, right?"

Gluttony nodded. “Mmhm. And Adagio, right?” she asked, floating closer to him.

Adagio nods slowly, shifting on the bed. He was extremely tired and felt rather weak but didn't want to move.

"Are you alright?" Gluttony asked, turning her head to the side. "You seem . . . out of it." She thought for a moment. "Though I suppose that could be from meeting seven ghosts in one day."

Adagio chuckles. "Yeah. I'm a little out of it. But that's pretty normal."

"Oh." Gluttony gave a small smile. "So um . . . what are your thoughts on food?" she asked, still shy.

"I don't really eat that much. Maybe ramen if I'm hungry enough. That's about it though." He mumbles as he curls around a pillow.

(umm can you use correct grammar, capitalization, punctuation, etc.?

And who would you want to be?)

"I don't really eat that much. Maybe ramen if I'm hungry enough. That's about it though." He mumbles as he curls around a pillow.

"Hm. Okay." Gluttony tried to keep her voice steady. Does this guy even eat? I don't think this guy ever eats, what the hell am I going to do?

He nuzzled into the blankets, shivering a little. He was freezing, but he was already covered. Adagio looked tiny under the blankets.

"Um." Gluttony tucked her translucent hair behind her ear. "I'll be right back." She glided back to where the rest of the sins were waiting, having trouble keeping the panic out of her voice. "Guys? I don't think this guy eats. At all. I forgot humans did that sometimes! And even if you try to feed them, they usually still won't eat, or they just won't talk to you. He hasn't even tried my spaghetti yet and now he probably never will!" Gluttony was practically wailing.

"Won't eat? That's a problem we'll have to solve. Gluttony, how about you make up a plan for this week on what you will make for each meal each day, show it to him, and make sure he's agrees to it or comes to a compromise," Pride suggested. He patted Gluttony on the head. "Shush, we can fix this."

"Yeah, yeah okay," Gluttony muttered. She looked up, smiling. "Thanks, Pride! You're the best," she said, knowing if she fed Pride's ego, he would be more likely to help her. She floated back out to Adagio. "I have to write some stuff down, so I'll talk to you later, okay?" Without waiting for a response, she floated back into the room. "Greed, you're up!"

The edges of Pride's lips quirked up. "I really am, aren't I? I'm already tired of just sitting around, how can I help?" He asked, looking to Gluttony.

"Um." Greed floated around, lost in thought. She turned to Pride. "Do you know where paper and something to write with is?"

"Haven't you been dead for like more than ten years? How don't you know where it is?" Pride moved to retrieve paper and pencils from a drawer.

"Pride, I have more important things to think about," Gluttony chastised. "Like food, and food I'm going to eat, and recipes, and food."

Wrath watched her fellow sins, impatient for her turn. She was sure the adorable potato boy just needed a punch to the gut to set him straight, or a good angry romp in bed. Hmmmmm…. it's been awhile even for me, but he's not really my type. A punch or too will just have to do it. Get him to let all that anger free. Her eyes gave a savage glow as she thought.

"Well, wish me luck," Greed said simply, giving an offhand wave as he walked away and into Adiago's room. "Hey, buddy," he said, plopping down on the foot of the bed. Well, not really plopping, considering he was dead. He just sort of…sat there. No indentation on the bed. "So, this place looks pretty…sparse. Anything in particular you'd want to get to make it less drab? Any interests so I can advise you?"

Adagio looks up and shrugs. "Eh. There isn't much I so anymore. School kinda took that from me. I still play guitar still but that's kinda it." He shrugged.

Greed crossed his arms. "Wow, no material desires? You know, I'm pretty sure that's not exactly healthy. What about a girlfriend? Or a boyfriend?" He scratched his head. "Maybe that's more Lust's question, but eh." Greyson shrugged. "So how about it? Anyone you're into?"

"Not at the moment." He mumbles, shrugging slightly. He rests against the bed, sighing softly. "A dog would be nice." He shrugged. "Or some type of animal."