Envy aims very high.

mood: pleased

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( 'Keep yourselves far from envy; it eateth up and taketh away good actions, like as fire eateth up and burneth wood.' )

Tags: ooc, rp threads

Posted at 06:40 am | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: amused

Reality television or high-budget cinematography. Coffee or tea?

Tags: cassandra, fingers in every pie, give us something to work with, helen, la is fucking fantastic, lust, paparazzi, pride

Posted at 10:20 am | Link | Leave a comment | 50 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: curious

[Locked to Sins]
What was that, then?

Tags: hellmouth's hellhounds, let's continue instigating please, lust, pride, wrath

Posted at 10:33 am | Link | Leave a comment | 32 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: unimpressed

My so-called siblings are incompetents and imbeciles. How lucky I am.

Tags: cassandra, famine, gluttony, gluttony is drunk, greed is mia, hatey hate hate, infidelity, lust is a mouthy tart, paparazzi, pride is everywhere, sloth, sloth is a slug, wrath, wrath is wrath

Posted at 07:59 am | Link | Leave a comment | 108 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: aggravated

The attack was random, from what Envy could tell, but it stank to high Heaven of the Black Rider's less delightful sibling. He fell to gunfire, legs going out from under him before that cocked-up messenger took a pry bar to Envy's face.

Putting his less-than-beautiful shell back in working order wasn't the greatest trial, but needless to say, that was hardly the sort of attention he'd been looking for.

God help you pissants, I will gut you each and every one like fetid fish.

Tags: ares, ares is war's bitch-boy, famine, hatey hate hate, legion, lust, paparazzi, war, we show our love through violence

Posted at 09:44 am | Link | Leave a comment | 38 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: angry

She knows -- she fucking knows -- it is unacceptable to call him by the thing he used to be. It's a struggle not to wrap long fingers around Paparazzi's throat every time his heathen purrs "Invidio", but Lust is his sister and she knows big brother's inner workings better than anyone save perhaps God Himself. She certainly knows better than to call him Invidia.

It's intentional on her part, that goes without saying. They needle one another as second nature (or perhaps first, considering the nature of sin and Sins); he does not forgive nor does he forget, but by and large Envy usually moves past these offenses. Invidia, however, is thin ice. That Lust is the one to bring her up time and again, that's the real rub, and Envy -- who is frustrated and fitful and far from stable these days -- has had quite enough.

He wants to carve his sister-thing's beautiful face right from that dainty skull. Lust's lip will be the end of her, Envy tells himself, and in the silence of his home the mausoleum, he smiles a thin, horrible smile. Blades are tucked away up his sleeves. He leaves other peoples' everythings behind in the sprawling house, intent on tracking little sister down and dragging a stiletto across her throat.

Tags: all our hot buttons, hatey hate hate, invidia, lust does it again, time to smite a sibling

Posted at 01:06 pm | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: curious

Tsk, tsk. Methinks the world feels a colder, darker place without a certain someone to set it aflame. Where's the girl gone, then?

Tags: big brother worries so, dear lust: plz stop diving in headfirst, paparazzi, room to breathe, this is why we avoid hell parties

Posted at 07:55 am | Link | Leave a comment | 5 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: predatory

Today we begin casting for the Pattinson-thing's next grand love interest. Let the under-handed competitive backstabbing begin.

Los Angeles, you petty whore, where have you been all my life?

Tags: casting call, famine, keeping ourselves busy, la is fucking fantastic, rebecca gray

Posted at 07:56 am | Link | Leave a comment | 23 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: awake

Good morning, sinners.

Tags: aether, baphomet, cassandra, greeting the day, helen, joan of arc, keeping ourselves busy, khaos, lizzie borden, lust, paparazzi, tlazolteotl, wake up i hate you all

Posted at 08:12 am | Link | Leave a comment | 134 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: thoughtful

The very stark reality is that daddy dearest will not be satisfied with the tie, the toolset, the grill, the bottle of scotch. The gifts are weak attempts at thanks for what, exactly? Inseminating mother? All those times he said no when you wanted yes or yes when you needed no?

What he truly wants is the peace and quiet of a home without children underfoot even long after they've grown. Recaptured youth. A second chance, perhaps. Certainly nothing you can purchase online and pay an extra $4 to have wrapped prettily.

Tags: failure in all things, famine, greed, happy fuck you very much, kitsune, let's put it into perspective, lust, paparazzi, pride

Posted at 03:27 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 69 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: indescribable

Envy has been... distracted thanks to Purity's newest ad campaign. It seems as though everywhere he goes, Pride is already there. The daily commute back to his lair-the-mausoleum, the studios he frequents, the fucking view from his office downtown -- all of them have somehow been touched by Pride, by Famine, and appropriately enough it gnaws at the Sin like hunger. He doesn't know whether to curse the Black Rider or sing his praises; those dueling urges are paralleled by Envy's constant fascination with Pride and his simultaneous desire to tear down every billboard and bus stop in Orange County.

He spends quite a bit of time moving from place to place as a result, at odds, perturbed. Behind him is left a slithery trail of his own influence. Modern men have forgotten how to guard themselves against the evil eye. Their hearts are left open to envy, and in his constant state of spite, Russell Livius is all too willing to take advantage of that.

The Red Rider's presence nearby is only added incentive. Let War play her games; he'll add fuel to that fire. If they're lucky, the whole God-forsaken city will burn to ashes before summer's through.

Tags: +10 in creepy, is he stark raving mad?, it's never enough is it?, pride is everywhere, what was he thinking?

Posted at 12:21 pm | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: thoroughly distracted

(After the morning's billboards go up in LA.)

Jesus wept.

Tags: famine gives lovely gifts, lust, paparazzi, pride is everywhere, this is... certainly surreal, wrath

Posted at 06:51 am | Link | Leave a comment | 20 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: chipper

The city to my lonesome for two weeks? Where to start, where to start?

Tags: lust, oh so casual, paparazzi, playing hard to get, pride's off whoring for hunger

Posted at 10:19 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 2 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: irritated

( [Famine] )

Tags: famine, glorified petsitter my arse, is he stark raving mad?, oh for fuck's fucking sake, that blasted dog, this is absurd in every way, we can hope he cares, what pride wants pride gets

Posted at 08:38 am | Link | Leave a comment | 16 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: amused

Hm. I dare say we ought to be patting ourselves on the back.

Tags: greed, like to see you try it, lust, paparazzi, penance for our sins, that's adorable truly

Posted at 05:02 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 37 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: cynical

na·ive

[nah-eev]
–adjective

1. having or showing unaffected simplicity of nature or absence of artificiality; unsophisticated; ingenuous.
2. having or showing a lack of experience, judgment, or information; credulous: She's so naive she believes everything she reads. He has a very naive attitude toward politics.
3. having or marked by a simple, unaffectedly direct style reflecting little or no formal training or technique: valuable naive 19th-century American portrait paintings.
4. not having previously been the subject of a scientific experiment, as an animal.

–Synonyms

1. simple, unaffected, unsuspecting, artless, guileless, candid, open, plain

Tags: enjoy the quiet, hellions gone missing, jason, khaos, let's not get too hopeful, lust, medea, nothing good lasts, paparazzi

Posted at 11:42 am | Link | Leave a comment | 55 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: unimpressed

Yes, yes. Aren't we clever, doing the same bloody thing we've been doing since the dawn of sodding time. That's bound to get you a pat upon your pretty heads and your sodomized arses.

Tags: belial, eisheth zenunim, give us a fucking break, here's an idea:, let's not bogart shall we?, raum, sonneillon

Posted at 08:53 am | Link | Leave a comment | 23 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: sore

"Roses are red. Violets are blue. I want you right next to me, but a court-ordered 200 yards will have to do."

As hosts go, Bones, you're a wunderkind.

Tags: +10 in creepy, famine, fun times with the black rider, lust, paparazzi

Posted at 07:52 am | Link | Leave a comment | 16 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: disinterested

Lovely to have one's name splashed all over the day's headlines, but for fuck's sake, at least talk about something more interesting than tax revolts and the President's palatial estate.

Back to work, then.

Tags: give us something to work with, how nice to be popular, lust, mind it's all bloody boring, momentary distractions, paparazzi

Posted at 11:13 am | Link | Leave a comment | 35 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: working

Pick a Virtue. Any Virtue.

This is a popularity contest.

Tags: alexander, charity, diligence, enough of this nonsense, gluttony, kumiho, paparazzi, sex industry, sonneillon, they're all pillocks, uriel, war, which is to say we have an idea, wrath

Posted at 08:09 am | Link | Leave a comment | 99 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: pessimistic

[Pride]
The sugar daddy routine is adorable, Pride, but I can hardly be bought so.

Tags: it's almost sweet for a sin, it's also unsettling, not in it for the money, pride, we can hope he cares

Posted at 09:11 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 24 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: irate

$400+ in food alone, more attire than any one sea creature needs, and two changes of transportation later... Texas again.

God, yes, I am ever-grateful for that sodding contract. Why do you ask?

Tags: all-you-can-eat buffet becomes moot, is he stark raving mad?, oh fuck it's levi, one eye opens... again, paparazzi, pride, round and round we go, trust not hell-kings, unplanned roadtrips, well that's just fucking fabulous, wrath

Posted at 10:01 am | Link | Leave a comment | 40 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: nauseated

Jesus mounted and fucking stuffed on the cross.

Have your skulls all hit the headboard so often that every one of you has forgotten how to use a condom or a coat hanger?

Tags: paparazzi, well that's just fucking fabulous, where's the god of prophylactics?, you aren't salmon stop spawning

Posted at 04:49 am | Link | Leave a comment | 7 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: indescribable

Blood in the water.

Time to get one's hands dirty.

Tags: fuck off ta much, paparazzi, room to breathe, round and round we go, sodding holidays, starting to unravel, taking stock of the situation, time to get out, toe the line

Posted at 08:41 am | Link | Leave a comment | 9 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: calm-ish

Blessed, blissful quiet. Almost there.

Tags: it's never enough is it?, paparazzi, room to breathe, starting to unravel, time to get out, too much family time

Posted at 08:49 am | Link | Leave a comment | 1 comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: restless

[Private]
Arse-end of Texas, at the Mexican border. There aren't many of the mouth-breathing man-things here. Perhaps that's for the best. Almost like a holiday.

If I put my toe on that line and lean forward-- If I just push--

Tags: crossing borders, it's never enough is it?, room to breathe, starting to unravel, time to get out, toe the line

Posted at 11:21 am | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: stressed

[Private]
Threw the mobile out and spent the week off Rodeo watching the high flaunt themselves for the low. They want... they want to see the bastards laid low. With the post-Christmas coveting, my head's a bit clearer for it.

Just not enough. I'm taking a car and finding somewhere I can fucking breathe without it stinking of the others.

Tags: it's never enough is it?, starting to unravel, time to get out, too much family time

Posted at 04:58 pm | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: discontent

Shortly before Envy falls off the map for awhile, he lets himself go a little mad for an evening.

( [Famine] )

( [Lust] )

Tags: like art, not gifts per se, regrets i've had a few, starting to unravel, time to get out

Posted at 07:15 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 1 comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: frustrated

I'll be in the office through the holidays. If any of you malcontents want my attention you can piss right off.

( [Private] )

Tags: fuck off ta much, paparazzi, pride, starting to unravel, time to get out, too much family time

Posted at 10:15 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 30 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: uncomfortable

Less than three weeks before this blasted migraine abates. Perhaps the season is brother dearest's time to shine, but the weeks afterward are all mine. So hurry the hell up, then.

Tags: all this goodwill is shit, bugger christmas, gluttony, paparazzi, raum, stop buying and covet already

Posted at 02:17 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 39 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: contemplative

Christ on a fucking crutch.

( [Lust] )

Tags: big brother worries so, greed + lust + divorce = fun, leviathan, lust, on the job, taking stock of the situation

Posted at 09:14 am | Link | Leave a comment | 28 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: discontent

( [Pride] )

Tags: always a backup plan, divorce would look pretty bleeding, greed + lust + divorce = fun, is he stark raving mad?, pride, step 1 in how to destroy your family, taking stock of the situation

Posted at 06:23 am | Link | Leave a comment | 3 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: envious

I dare say there's been some progress with the dog.

Another pry bar may be on the to-purchase list, however.

( [Private] )

Tags: always a backup plan, taking stock of the situation, that blasted dog, tired of waiting, well there's always satan i guess

Posted at 12:06 pm | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: confused

Gluttony, so help you God, if you don't tell me where you first found that miserable shite Pride calls a pet, I'll have your guts for garters.

Of course it tried to bite me. This is bound to be a joy.

Famine, old friend. I don't suppose you have a few disciplinary tricks up your sleeve after all those years with a horse by your side?

Tags: famine, glorified petsitter my arse, is he stark raving mad?, kill pride kill gluttony or kill samson?, lust, paparazzi, that blasted dog, this is not what i wanted, what was he thinking?

Posted at 12:42 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 46 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: devious

A family without trust is such a sad thing. How does one rekindle those sorts of feelings? Hm.

Boston was all well and good, but it's obviously time to get back to work.

( [Pride] )

Tags: gluttony, i will kill him dead, lust, pride, satan, uncle you say?, what fresh hell is this?

Posted at 08:10 am | Link | Leave a comment | 53 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

location: Boston? Huh.

mood: annoyed

Well, that was a delightful little holiday. How lovely to see that Hell is just as I remember; reeking and full of demons so caught up in tradition, they barely remember the reasoning behind what they do.

Did I miss all the fun, then?

[Private]
I don't believe this is over by far. And if the rumblings I heard while skulking down there were any indication...

Faith, man. Faith and backhandedness will see you through.

Tags: cassandra, everything's better after a bath, god does levi reek, home again home again, lust

Posted at 12:40 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 66 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: frustrated

I'm taking a few days away from the studio. It should be an unspeakable delight. And away we go...

( [Leviathan] )

( [Pride] )

Tags: freedom is a fickle thing, fuck hell, fuck virtues, kindness could use a knife to the throat, leviathan, lust, oh fuck it's levi, one eye opens, pride, trust not hell-kings

Posted at 07:07 am | Link | Leave a comment | 36 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: anxious

Hell appears to be emptying out just as quickly as Heaven. Are all those mortal souls being left unattended? For shame.

( [Sins cut loose from Hell] )

( [Private] )

Tags: cassandra, famine, freedom is a fickle thing, gluttony, greed, oh fuck it's levi, one eye opens, pride, trust not hell-kings

Posted at 07:56 am | Link | Leave a comment | 83 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: relaxed

San Francisco was lovely, if I may say. A couple of days lurking about in the fog and I feel a new man. And the company, well.

God has His plan, I have mine own. Mine's a helluva lot more fun.

I'll be in touch, little golden girl~

Tags: divorce would look pretty bleeding, new gods make great toys, step 1 in how to destroy your family, triteia

Posted at 12:34 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 8 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: predatory

Heh.

I've years' worth of work to catch up on. It's fucking glorious.

Tags: god i love heathens, greed + lust + divorce = fun, it's like christmas without the christ, lust, pride, there's *two* of them?!

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