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Which Sin do you follow?

Pride / Superbia 0.10306406685237 10.3% [ 37 ]
Greed / Avaritia 0.064066852367688 6.4% [ 23 ]
Lust / Luxuria 0.36768802228412 36.8% [ 132 ]
Envy / Invidia 0.1058495821727 10.6% [ 38 ]
Gluttony / Gullia 0.061281337047354 6.1% [ 22 ]
Wrath / Ira 0.13927576601671 13.9% [ 50 ]
Sloth / Acedia 0.15877437325905 15.9% [ 57 ]
Total Votes:[ 359 ]

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Hello! I thought that people here would be interested in my guild. . .. I hope I don't make anyone mad by posting this. My guild is all about sins and other things such as that. It ends up being one big RP with a couple of smaller ones. I could explain it better but would rather do so later. The link to the guild is the first in my signature if you would please look.
The small wind-up doll was dressed in black latex from head to boot, a black leather corset wrapped and bound her waist accordingly. Onyx hair cascaded down her shoulders in a smooth waterfall as she pulled off a matching helmet, she straddled a silver motorcycle, and quickly kicked the stand down and got off the bike. Stretching her long legs, her hands gliding over the latex that covered her thighs. Every part of her gleamed under the Cheshire grinning moon.

Looking around, the rave music pounded from the door that she was close to, once one stepped into the threshold, it was hard to turn back from. One simply had to keep on going or drown in sinful tastes.

Boys, when will they learn? Speaking of which, she could smell one familiar, his spice dark and electric. She waited, her hip cocked, the time was ticking down.

Ice-Cold Prophet

Extracting his body...one delicious limb at a time, from the black Audi R8 with silver accents, he stepped onto the threshold of every want and desire he'd ever had. Black dress shoes with platinum braided thread laces and inlay were the first to peak from under the custom gull wing doors of the Audi. Then a pant leg...slick and matte a black that seemed to suck the light right out of the air, darker than the slick black sheen of the car around it.

A hand, with lithe and well manicured fingers, a single large ring on the middle one platinum and obsidian worth a fortune all it's own. Then there was the his face...ducking under the door...his eyes half-closed but the glow of his silver irises unmistakable, whirling pools of mercury with as much depth as the very universe that surrounded them. Chiseled features far surpassing those that even the greatest sculptors had tried to create, a divine handsome being with genetics to trump creativity of the mind.

His torso was revealed as he stepped away from the car, a pure white button up shirt, half unbuttoned to reveal his pale and hairless chest and the tip of his extremely tone abs just barely visible before the obsidian buttons hid the rest of his slim yet toned form from view. Sleeve cuffs of obsidian securing them at the wrist. His empowering height and slow brush of his clothes with his hands, and the turn of his head was almost in slow motion...as it would be as the people looked on at him in awe.

Breaking through what seemed like a dream he stepped forward toward that female cloaked in the tightest of clothing...and raised one slim white eyebrow to her cocked hip and get-up.
RaveFlyz
Extracting his body...one delicious limb at a time, from the black Audi R8 with silver accents, he stepped onto the threshold of every want and desire he'd ever had. Black dress shoes with platinum braided thread laces and inlay were the first to peak from under the custom gull wing doors of the Audi. Then a pant leg...slick and matte a black that seemed to suck the light right out of the air, darker than the slick black sheen of the car around it.

A hand, with lithe and well manicured fingers, a single large ring on the middle one platinum and obsidian worth a fortune all it's own. Then there was the his face...ducking under the door...his eyes half-closed but the glow of his silver irises unmistakable, whirling pools of mercury with as much depth as the very universe that surrounded them. Chiseled features far surpassing those that even the greatest sculptors had tried to create, a divine handsome being with genetics to trump creativity of the mind.

His torso was revealed as he stepped away from the car, a pure white button up shirt, half unbuttoned to reveal his pale and hairless chest and the tip of his extremely tone abs just barely visible before the obsidian buttons hid the rest of his slim yet toned form from view. Sleeve cuffs of obsidian securing them at the wrist. His empowering height and slow brush of his clothes with his hands, and the turn of his head was almost in slow motion...as it would be as the people looked on at him in awe.

Breaking through what seemed like a dream he stepped forward toward that female cloaked in the tightest of clothing...and raised one slim white eyebrow to her cocked hip and get-up.
Her flawless face remained emotionless, vermilion glossy lips pressed together after her tongue slid across them, a premium Russian virgin halo spun around her head in neon colors. Oh baby I bet you think you are so good. A model stepped forth, looking at her with razorblade colored eyes, her own of the same color met his visual path. Lines crossing, a thousand mile stare, she wanted to toy with him, a crushing weight of lustful sinking. Echoing along hot synthetic flesh, "You here for the party?"

Maybe he would be her date, after all, what fun is it to go to a party alone? Steel in her spine, she walked over to the tall chiseled man, looking at his chest, his hips, then back up to meet his eyes. She wished he wasn't so chained and caged, savage and vicious was a taste refined for her lips and wind-up.

Ice-Cold Prophet

Rammy-tan
Her flawless face remained emotionless, vermilion glossy lips pressed together after her tongue slid across them, a premium Russian virgin halo spun around her head in neon colors. Oh baby I bet you think you are so good. A model stepped forth, looking at her with razorblade colored eyes, her own of the same color met his visual path. Lines crossing, a thousand mile stare, she wanted to toy with him, a crushing weight of lustful sinking. Echoing along hot synthetic flesh, "You here for the party?"

Maybe he would be her date, after all, what fun is it to go to a party alone? Steel in her spine, she walked over to the tall chiseled man, looking at his chest, his hips, then back up to meet his eyes. She wished he wasn't so chained and caged, savage and vicious was a taste refined for her lips and wind-up.

His quip was fast, his eyes and face barely moved when he talked as he let his own stare settle on her form, taking her form in much slowly that she had his...obviously enjoying what he was seeing but not letting it show on his features.

" Perhaps, if I can get some entertainment value out of it. "

A small quirk of his mouth turned up his lips into a crooked smile, or rather lopsided...his eyes burning into her own eyes now...as if he was willing her to give herself over to him. Walking closer to her now he walked past and around her backside, stopping on her other side...before letting out a chill breath pure content on his face. Before raising one brow.

" Shall we. "
RaveFlyz

His quip was fast, his eyes and face barely moved when he talked as he let his own stare settle on her form, taking her form in much slowly that she had his...obviously enjoying what he was seeing but not letting it show on his features.

" Perhaps, if I can get some entertainment value out of it. "

A small quirk of his mouth turned up his lips into a crooked smile, or rather lopsided...his eyes burning into her own eyes now...as if he was willing her to give herself over to him. Walking closer to her now he walked past and around her backside, stopping on her other side...before letting out a chill breath pure content on his face. Before raising one brow.

" Shall we. "
You play with fire, you get burned.

She looked at him with a thirst, saliva spills over her tongue, drips down her throat. She convulses slightly as his eyes burn into her. Right now she had no sense of time, and he seemed to reek of sex, the scent- dark, drugging spice. "Of course."

Steering forward, each thud of her boots rushing over the pavement with a sway of her hips. She led him to the door, pushing it open and the music came smashing into them. Deeper and deeper she lead him into the very core of this rave. Bodies were mixing, lingering, tasting, spinning, in fast motions. Words were choked out with the drowning of rhythmic pulsations, lights sprayed over the bodies, everything smelled so sweet.

Clio turned to face the man, her hand lacing with his, smiling, challenging him for more as they made it to the middle of the floor.

Ice-Cold Prophet

Rammy-tan
You play with fire, you get burned.

She looked at him with a thirst, saliva spills over her tongue, drips down her throat. She convulses slightly as his eyes burn into her. Right now she had no sense of time, and he seemed to reek of sex, the scent- dark, drugging spice. "Of course."

Steering forward, each thud of her boots rushing over the pavement with a sway of her hips. She led him to the door, pushing it open and the music came smashing into them. Deeper and deeper she lead him into the very core of this rave. Bodies were mixing, lingering, tasting, spinning, in fast motions. Words were choked out with the drowning of rhythmic pulsations, lights sprayed over the bodies, everything smelled so sweet.

Clio turned to face the man, her hand lacing with his, smiling, challenging him for more as they made it to the middle of the floor.

Narrowing his silver glowing eyes he let his lips sneak a grin as she turned past him and lead the way...he followed obediently, but not like a weaker man or a sheep. No his strides had a purpose, when they reached the doors and strode inside he made sure that every little pause in her step was paired with a touch of his icy skin, a brush against her leg, or arm, or some more intimate part of her body before she finally turned to wrap his fingers amongst his and pull him to the center of attention.

Just where he loved to be.

When they reached the spot, he spun her around and toward him, pressing her body firmly against his...her back to her chest, and his lips on the back of her head...amongst those dark locks...a sigh on her neck...like an icy winter breeze before he unfurled her with a quick motion of his arm.
RaveFlyz

Narrowing his silver glowing eyes he let his lips sneak a grin as she turned past him and lead the way...he followed obediently, but not like a weaker man or a sheep. No his strides had a purpose, when they reached the doors and strode inside he made sure that every little pause in her step was paired with a touch of his icy skin, a brush against her leg, or arm, or some more intimate part of her body before she finally turned to wrap his fingers amongst his and pull him to the center of attention.

Just where he loved to be.

When they reached the spot, he spun her around and toward him, pressing her body firmly against his...her back to her chest, and his lips on the back of her head...amongst those dark locks...a sigh on her neck...like an icy winter breeze before he unfurled her with a quick motion of his arm.
As she pressed toward him, her body soft, every move was supple, sinuous like a mindless nymphomaniac. The room swelled, taking his hand, it filled her veins with such a heady rush of power that it was very nearly equal to the insane arousal that breathed against her, on her. Chills crept along the flavored flesh. It was a terrifyingly beautiful, mind-bending, libido-distorting presence of him. Her cheeks flamed, and she was pushed out with his arm.

It was like a bottomless abyss, one could keep falling in- this place.

"Who are you?" Plump lips asked him as he pulled her back in, her hands moving over herself as her back was against him, arching slightly to lean into him. The music was the movement, and it swayed and rotated.

Ice-Cold Prophet

Rammy-tan
As she pressed toward him, her body soft, every move was supple, sinuous like a mindless nymphomaniac. The room swelled, taking his hand, it filled her veins with such a heady rush of power that it was very nearly equal to the insane arousal that breathed against her, on her. Chills crept along the flavored flesh. It was a terrifyingly beautiful, mind-bending, libido-distorting presence of him. Her cheeks flamed, and she was pushed out with his arm.

It was like a bottomless abyss, one could keep falling in- this place.

"Who are you?" Plump lips asked him as he pulled her back in, her hands moving over herself as her back was against him, arching slightly to lean into him. The music was the movement, and it swayed and rotated.

When her body pressed against his again, when the music was just a beat to accent their movements, his body writhing against hers, the bass like a second heart in both of their bodies...though much slower than their own. Off a tray that swung around from his right he plucked a shot and a pinch of salt. A cold tongue against her shoulder, and a sprinkle of salt there...before his head shot back and the alcohol disappeared. A sigh and his tongue came around for round two slowly sliding each crystal off her shoulder and into his waiting maw.

" Names are power...and I have a lot of power. "

Throughout his cold body he felt an inner heat, not from the alcohol or the presence of so many living beings around them...but because of the closeness and intimacy of the dancing between them...his silver eyes casting light over her as their bodies moved against and together.
RaveFlyz

When her body pressed against his again, when the music was just a beat to accent their movements, his body writhing against hers, the bass like a second heart in both of their bodies...though much slower than their own. Off a tray that swung around from his right he plucked a shot and a pinch of salt. A cold tongue against her shoulder, and a sprinkle of salt there...before his head shot back and the alcohol disappeared. A sigh and his tongue came around for round two slowly sliding each crystal off her shoulder and into his waiting maw.

" Names are power...and I have a lot of power. "

Throughout his cold body he felt an inner heat, not from the alcohol or the presence of so many living beings around them...but because of the closeness and intimacy of the dancing between them...his silver eyes casting light over her as their bodies moved against and together.
"Uh huh."

She grinned, power? If he only knew what power ignited within her very being, it rhythmically beats behind the steel rib cage. The rotation of her hips against, pressing, begging, the lights gleamed off her bound curves.

Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.


Turning her head slightly, onyx hair fanning out, her eyes met his again. Both piercing one another after his tongue dove at her body. He was a reaper, sowing in her fields, watering them carefully, erasing humanity in the wake of each reach, each lingering flame of his tongue.

"Show me and I'll show you mine."

She turned, facing him, her hands running up his neck to his cheek.

Ice-Cold Prophet

Rammy-tan
"Uh huh."

She grinned, power? If he only knew what power ignited within her very being, it rhythmically beats behind the steel rib cage. The rotation of her hips against, pressing, begging, the lights gleamed off her bound curves.

Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.


Turning her head slightly, onyx hair fanning out, her eyes met his again. Both piercing one another after his tongue dove at her body. He was a reaper, sowing in her fields, watering them carefully, erasing humanity in the wake of each reach, each lingering flame of his tongue.

"Show me and I'll show you mine."

She turned, facing him, her hands running up his neck to his cheek.

Every one of her movements was carefully observed, so that when her body pressed and weaved his was there to meet it, placing the pressure and the gentle or sometimes rough bumps in all the right places...enough to send both him and her into a state of mind that made them only want one thing...the other.

" You first... "

With a mischievous grin he answered back, his hands gripping her hips and where her pelvic bones would be as he felt her hands over his skin.
RaveFlyz

Every one of her movements was carefully observed, so that when her body pressed and weaved his was there to meet it, placing the pressure and the gentle or sometimes rough bumps in all the right places...enough to send both him and her into a state of mind that made them only want one thing...the other.

" You first... "

With a mischievous grin he answered back, his hands gripping her hips and where her pelvic bones would be as he felt her hands over his skin.
His hands on her, the touch causing neon surges to swirl out along her body. While her hands removed from his face and pressed against her chest, gasping in lustfully. Fingers trailed along her curves, pulling, pushing, a bright glow protruding from behind her hands.

Time froze and it was just the two of them, bodies lifeless, movements unwavering as the hands of the clock stuck in place.

Clio's eyes never left his, each blink they shifted to another hue, reds, blues, lavenders, lavish lashes bringing out each accordion color. Praying palms pressed together, pulling away from her chest, glowing warmly. She leaned in, opening her palms slightly for him to peek inside.

Her heart emitted a nimbus of golden fiery light, black thorns swirled around it as it pulsated in her hands.
"Mine."

Her rosy lips smiled, connecting blushing cheeks, as she showed him her.

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Ice-Cold Prophet

Rammy-tan
His hands on her, the touch causing neon surges to swirl out along her body. While her hands removed from his face and pressed against her chest, gasping in lustfully. Fingers trailed along her curves, pulling, pushing, a bright glow protruding from behind her hands.

Time froze and it was just the two of them, bodies lifeless, movements unwavering as the hands of the clock stuck in place.

Clio's eyes never left his, each blink they shifted to another hue, reds, blues, lavenders, lavish lashes bringing out each accordion color. Praying palms pressed together, pulling away from her chest, glowing warmly. She leaned in, opening her palms slightly for him to peek inside.

Her heart emitted a nimbus of golden fiery light, black thorns swirled around it as it pulsated in her hands.
"Mine."

Her rosy lips smiled, connecting blushing cheeks, as she showed him her.

Yue felt goose pimples shoot over all of his pale skin, at the feeling of her shifting and moving body beneath his fingers...watching her explode into a wave of golden light...her eyes like some kind mirror image of the rave around them...time stood still and it was just them swirling in a mixture of stars and lights. The universe all around them, but he had eyes only for her...the silver, like mercury began to churn and swirl like the arms of a spiral galaxy. Twinkles and sparkles in his eyes like a millions stars... He looked down at her heart, and he let out a moan, it was beautiful, and she knew instantly what he felt...before looking back at her, his eyes becoming icy and glowing blue.

" Mine "

His clothing shattered into millions of tiny specs of ice dust, his skin too pealed and cracked off a gust of icy wind shooting away from him but traversing around her body, standing in front of her was a male of pure ice...living and breathing his body seamless and pure...slightly translucent and see-through he didn't cover himself and everything was in view.

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