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Hi, I redid Pride's and Sloth's banners. |D Kind of bugged me a bit how Pride's pic in his banner was small compared to the others, so I thought I'd enlarge it a bit. Would do more if quality wouldn't be compromised haha. But if you guys wanna keep using the earlier ones, I'm not deleting them or anything so there's that!

If there's any other edits you guys want me to make to yours and/or have other pics you'd like used instead, lemme know! These are fun to make.



Of course! I'll probs post pictures once it's bought and assembled or whatevs. :D

I'll read up and post either tonight or tomorrow morning (so I can get back to morning posting track). ^^ Have a good Sunday, everyone! *buzzes off to work because late*


11:00 PM (Three and a half hours earlier)

Sloth was seated atop her throne, smoking and drinking away what her little slave Ash had brought her. Once the boy departed from her side, Angel reached out to catch his attention (hoping to score a beer himself), but went completely ignored. He only shrugged at this.

Their leader went on and on, rambling something about some fight with the other gangs. Joining the Damned's side was particularly what stood out to Angel, as many of them, including their leader's right-hand man, were his own patrons for at least sometime before he joined with Sloth's crew. Seeing them again would be something interesting. Surely his presence there would help both gangs to establish some working connections.

And then Sloth dozed off. Just like that. That chick had quite some talent. Angel leaned back in his chair, propping his legs up on the table and bouncing his feet to some rhythm. He thought he'd catch some z's too while they killed time, since both of the girls in their team already seemed preoccupied with something else.
1:15 (two hours later)

Seeing as Angel was inept at fighting, he charged in last after the others, scanning the entire area warily. Though Sloth had promised to teach him her fighting prowess, and Harry with at least some knowledge of how to hold guns, he still found himself almost useless with both. If this fight was nothing big, he would have hung back and watched (probably mimicking) Sam's moves; the cockyass lived up to his name of Pride, and Angel would have loved to share it. Rather than sit around or intrude on the others' battles however, he skulked around the back, push daggers in hand. Waiting to knock out an unwary thug, the dirty way.

Another man stalked the shadows, ready to ambush one of the Sinners from behind. Angel was lightfooted however, and crept behind him without notice. "Sorry, buddy." He extended his arms out around the other man and jabbed his double push daggers into his chest, burying them deep. The man collapsed to the floor. Angel ducked after him. As the rest of his team fought amongst the other fourteen thugs among them, Angel instead took to looting the one he had taken out. After all, it was only fair game.

He rose with a new wallet and pocket watch shoved inside his inner suit's pocket, and a smug across his face. Like Gluttony, Greed too bore a suit wherever he went, his outfit distinguished by a white top instead of full on black - but he wasn't afraid to pop himself in disgraceful positions. Sloth then ushered them into the compound, but any further plans were cut short.

The arena rumbled.

An explosion sounded off, and a caustic gas seeped into the room. Naturally Angel would have sniffed out whatever components made this strange caustic gas - it was nothing like smoke plumes from usual fires and explosions, at least from what he had experienced. But the impact alone had sent him careening into a wall. He was knocked out instantly, back propped against the wall and head hanging low.
2:30 AM (Present time)

"...the fuck out of here. NOW!"

Angel's head lolled in response to the sudden screaming, disturbed from his sleep. His head pounded with pain. "Not so loud..." Slowly he rolled and rose to his feet before Sloth could get to him, flicking his wrist as she approached. Pride groaned from nearby, catching Sloth's attention to him, while Angel's own turned to someone else: a girl with pinkish hair, having been knocked to the floor face first.

He strode to her at a leisure pace, feeling for the mask behind his head as he walked. The thing was ceramic - he found himself awake against the wall though, knocked out before he could have even realized what had happened. But feeling along its surface alone disturbed him. The artifact appeared to be completely intact, unscathed even. It should have shattered upon impact, another reason why he was not much a fighter.

"Emmy, hey, wake up." Angel gripped her cute little shoulders, nudging her gently but enough to earn a response with one hand. His other clutched the side of his own head. "You all right? We need to get out of here."

Once everyone's lives were secure, Sloth quickly escorted them to their headquarters. Almost sluggishly Angel took to the chair he sat upon earlier, but couldn't even bother to place his feet on the desk before him. He leaned his head back this time, lolling it and blocking out Sloth's indignation. It was... painful, whatever the hell this came from. He hadn't gotten shot, nor was the area on fire when he had awoken. No one else seemed to have a clue either. As the others uttered amongst themselves, Angel rose back to his feet and stumbled towards the kitchen. He was sure to snag Joni's backpack with him. After running his hands through the contents, he plucked out a wallet with the kid's stash of money (probably not much), stuffed it in his pocket, and chucked the bag behind him.

Though he didn't live there with Sloth, Angel still had his own mini chemistry wares - glasses, beakers, raw materials, and all - nestled in a corner on the countertop. Whether Sloth cared about where he left it never occurred to him. Especially not now, when his head buzzed with pain worse than any hangover he had felt. He pulled open a drawer and sifted through packs of ziplock bags, filled with multicolored powders. "Anyone want some ibuprofen?"
Ayeee I'm back haha. That 20 minutes turned into 40, sorry haha. :( I'll catch up on your post too Haze and wrap up my own. Then I'm off for work whooooo

Hope everyone has a good weekend!
Oh! Okay I can do that too! I must've misinterpreted what you said earlier haha, my bad! I'll crop both on the same banner then later tonight. :)

Also I have to afk for 20 minutes. My mum needs help with something (she's moving out to DC soon for military shenanigans so I have to help her pack n all that), but my post is almost done. Still hope it's okay I reserve that post for now though, I'll update here soon as I'm back. ^^;;
Ahhh I got so excited when I came on and saw everyone using the banners! I should have probably made Pride's and Sloth's pics a bit bigger in their banner though actually, looking back on them now. Euuugh. If you guys want I can fix em up when I get home. :) Enlarging the pic makes the quality suffer a bit but there's a lot of free space in them. D|

I think I still have some time to get a post up this morning, so I'll go ahead and shoot for that now. I take a while to write though so no one snipe me please~ whooo
BANNERS ARE HERE

AND NOW I SLEEP

Good night, beautiful people <3

Oh sweet, first post is up! :0 Can't wait to read it! Will probably just wait to post tomorrow morning before I take off for work though, not sure. Depends on how wide awake I am after I wrap up these banners. |D

I'm working on finalizing them now actually, since I'm really eager to atm. ^^ Just wanna get some borders and pretty text on them, probably change the height to 150px too. So just set these top/center of your post to help designate which character you're writing for or whatever haha!

Also I totally get you, Phantom. I'm in another RP atm that does character-specific arcs this way too, with co-gms for those chapters. I'm really excited to see how these ones turn out. :)


Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond - Fourth Floor (Indoor Pool)

Lisette and Lucien were beginning to snap out of it, Mordie's hold on them becoming blurry by the second. This was to be expected; her Charm can only last on targets for so long, and she was quick to switch from Dylan the second he began showing some resistance. These guilders - they had will. Quite a lot of it. Those were the funnest to play with.

With an air of confidence, Mordie began striding towards the entrance, keeping her eyes on the three fighters, two of them more confused than anything of the situation now, and Dylan bleeding. Luckily for the bros, Jerry was a lifeguard and managed to rescue both Tom and Cid before they could drown. And these guilders... with their hearts of gold, they couldn't risk hurting or allowing these others to get hurt, could they?

Mordie wasn't quite done toying with their emotions - until someone dropped into the room and left just as quickly. The man's entry would have left Mordie uneasy had familiar voices not buzzed in her ear with mission updates immediately after. "Kenny?" She pressed a hand to her cheek, listening in.

Then, her Charm on the two guilders dropped, and Mordie's stride resumed towards the door.

"Looks like we're done here, boys n' gal. It's been real charmin'. We should play again sometime!"

That was it. The game was over. The Suits made their impact and called it a day, just like that. She followed up on Heather's announcement as she pressed open the door, glancing back at the three guilders and winking playfully at them. "Me too. Ah'll be takin' the lift downstairs."



Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond - Basement

So... the baddies were done? Just like that? Bart and Heather could have easily kept the fight going with their vigor, but the fight was over in an instant. Just as Heather forced Bart out of the room, Syed too held Moira back from charging after them. Both Trixie and Amy were left equally baffled at this.

The prankster could only blink in amazement as she watched the man and woman link arms and depart the dusty room. "Ummm. Did we win?"

During this sudden, almost disquieting downtime, Amy took Syed's word and headed towards the way out of this basement. As she moved, she looked to her four teammates for any visible damages, gem clenched at her side and ready to cast. This was... this couldn't be some ploy, could it? Just walking out of a fight like that? Amy twitched her lips. While that made things easier for the Pride to continue looking for their kidnapped friends in this ruckus, it left quite a bitter taste on her tongue - not that she'd pursue them of course.

But if their departure was genuine, time could not be wasted any further. Amy nodded firmly, eyes flitting between the others. Estelle and Josette were still out there somewhere.
Back! Found a couple of prospective desks, though I won't be making my decision on which until tomorrow haha. I feel kind of silly for being excited about buying a desk... lmao

Anyway I'll be working on a post now! Done! :>
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