Seven Deadly Sins [PG-16]

[The warden]

Also, the human forms powers are specifically stated to not be combat powers. I'm pretty sure destructive sonic booms and shields that can be used to ram people count as combat powers.

If his pride won't let him touch things, how about telekinesis, or the ability to open things with his mind, or something along those lines. Charity would somehow help others at his own expense, such as healing or repairing at the expense of his own energy.

Thank you Godzil, I did spot that and was almost going to let CrossJHero off with it, but then you reminded me that I did say they were none combat powers. By the time I had read his SU I had forgot what I had said on the SU sheet.

I have to agree with Godzil that telekinesis would be a good power, you could throw people away from you and then push them to the ground until and make them grovel until they agree to forgive you. You could also try mind control so that people will obey your orders, making your ego even more inflated.

As for your shields, you could keep them provided that they cannot be used offensively and possibly not on yourself either. However I think that healing would be better, the power to help a person in need is really what charity is all about. Really whatever power you choose for charity it should, help your allies and come at the expense of your life force, energy or something else you can think of.

 

[CrossJHero]

Primarily, the warden, he does not have multiple forms. He has more of "checkpoints" for his form. Hence the percentage, meaning that instead of jumping from human to lupine, he can be part human, and part lupine, no more, no less. The percentage is how much of a werewolf that he is. The 20% stage, I likened it to a vampire due to the fact that he has elongated fangs and more defined muscle tone, the remaining things I have edited, so please review and tell me if there is anything else to change.

 

[Snow Phoenix]

*sighs* I finished my SU, but I'm still quite critical. These types of grouchy characters are usually Mira's thing I suppose.

 

[The warden]

[FONT=Arial, sans-serif](OOC: OK both of you are accepted, lets get started.)
[/FONT]
[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]
[/FONT]
[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Day 1: Wednesday 5th September 2012 10:45 AM[/FONT]


"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Miss Stevenson, is everything in order, the students shall be arriving soon?" John Kindle, a man in his late fifties with a ridiculous comb that did little to conceal the fact that he losing his once brown hair, asked as he and the woman walking next to him walked into the library. He was wearing a smart black suit, with a white shirt and a striped tie in the schools colours which were red and green.[/FONT]


"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Nearly everything, Headmaster. As you already know Miss Trejo will not be returning home until this weekend so I have arranged for Mrs Reed to cover year 7 for her." Miss Stevenson answered, her white hair was tied up in a bun and a pair of glasses sat on the end of her nose, she was easily in her sixties. She was wearing a long grey skirt and a green jumper.[/FONT]


"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Very good, now you, I and Mr Ebersbach will greet the students in front of the entrance hall." John continued as they left the library and enter a corridor, turning left. "Where we shall arrange them into their respective years." [/FONT]


[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Miss Stevenson muttered something under her breath. [/FONT]


"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Did you say something?" Mr Kindle asked, stopped turned to face Miss Stevenson who was walking slightly behind him. A man enter the corridor from the direction that the pair had been heading, the headmaster turned to see who it was. "Ah, hello Mr Ebersbach, how was Germany? I do hope that you enjoyed your trip home." [/FONT]


"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Ja danke, it was a very pleasant trip sir, I must say that the air is much more pleasant in the Alps than it is anywhere else." Mr Ebersbach replied in a German accent. He was a tall man, a little over six feet, of a similar age to Mr Kindle in fact a little younger, but you could not tell it as the years had not been kind to him. Overall he looked gaunt, with silver hair and grey eyes. "Guten morgen, Mary how has your holiday been." He said addressing Miss Stevenson.[/FONT]


"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]The same as ever Wolfgang..." She began but she was cut off by John.[/FONT]


"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]We are in a bit of a rush to be ready here, so I think that we should head on and leave the catching up till later in the staff room. Students could be arriving already." He said and continued walking onwards past Mr Ebersbach and into the entrance hall, Mr Ebersbach and Miss Stevenson followed. They turned left and walked out of the front of the building.[/FONT]


[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Before them lay a gravel drive, running the fifty meters to the iron gates at the front of the school. Near them was the circle section where the drive stopped and vehicles, in the centre of it lay a small patio surrounded by a hedge, at the middle was a fountain. A stone wall ran about four feet of the ground across the front of the school and on top of it were iron railing painted black to match the gate. To either side of the drive lay grass and borders filled with flowers. Beyond the road that passed the school was a brilliant view of the surrounding countryside. The building that they had just left was a Victorian era manor house, built over three stories, it was a red brick building with a great deal of ornate architecture, above the large mai entrance was the schools logo and underneath was their motto "Recipero vestri mendum ingrovesco optimus". It was still only five till eleven but already students were starting to arrive and so it was an early start to a new term at St. Jude's School.[/FONT]


[FONT=Arial, sans-serif](OOC: This is just the introduction to the cast. You don't know about your powers yet but you have already been effected by your sin and virtue. Your first post should be you arriving, think about how you will turn up, as it will likely be different for different people. Some of you will be driven in your parents limousine, others will be driven by their parents, some will get a taxi from the train station and a few will get the bus. Once you arrive you will meet either Mr Kindle, Miss Stevenson or Mr Ebersbach. They will direct you to the correct head of year, for year 11 this is Miss Stevenson and for year 12 this is Miss Wireman. Year 12 and 13 are gathered together and Mr Ebersbach is the head of year 13 so they will all be near Mr Ebersbach. When you are in your year group, you may want to talk to NPCs and to each other, at the moment I have only made a few NPCs so feel free to make up your own. When everyone has posted the story will continue.[/FONT]


[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]P.S. Miss Wirman is from New York, she is around thirty years old, has blond hair and blue eyes. She is just under average height, she is wearing jeans, a white blouse and a yellow cardigan.)[/FONT]

 

[Snow Phoenix]

OOC: Well it's both a little later than I promised and a little shorter than I wanted it to be, but someone has to start this off. I'll continue on with meeting Miss Stevenson in the next post.

Mary had just finished the last bite of breakfast on her plate and it was almost time for the term to start. She stood up from the fine obsidian table, adjusted her skirt, and motioned for one of the maids to take her bags to the limo.

"Going already, dear?" her mother, who had just awaken, called out to her. "Yes, mother," Mary replied with a polite curtsy. A second maid promptly opened the exit for Mary and she stepped out. The Limo was just a short walk away and it was already manned by the designated driver, Josh. Once she was escorted in and the driver had driven someway, she took a deep breath and dropped the act.

"Hey, Josh!" she shouted at him from the back seat. "How's my makeup?" She pouted her lips directly in front of the center mirror. "It's fine miss," he answered back in a collective manner.

"Liar." She threw lipstick at his head. Josh cringed. Why did I get stuck with the driver's duty?

The remaining ride to school consisted of Mary trying different kinds of products on her face. When she applied the makeup, she would ask for Josh's opinion. Regardless of his answer, she would then pelt him with the product. And when she ran out, he was forced to reload her stockpile. Among the Tepes's staff, driver duty was considered one of the most demeaning because of Mary's change in behavior. But, of course now she would be gone for a while and all of the staff would be at peace.

When they arrived at the academy, Josh pulled open her door. She took a deep breath of school air and then glanced around. The next immediate action was to kick Josh in the shin. Liars deserve to be punished. She promptly dusted her shoes to remove commoner's grime while Josh fell to his knees.

"Well I'm off, dear!" she cooed devilishly as she skipped away.

 

[Groc]

Mervin sits quietly on the bus, his destination only minutes away. His mind races, wondering what waits at the school, but also doubting his seat choice. He silently berates himself for his choices earlier.

It is morning, and Mervin quickly eats breakfast, grabbing his things and heading outside before anyone else is awake. Fool! You seemed nervous, and didn't wait for anyone! They'll notice how quick you were to leave! He walks to the bus stop, waiting almost half an hour before the bus arrived. Yeah, kind of obvious, weren't you? When it arrives, he takes a seat a few rows back. Other side would've been better. Driver could see you better, not be as suspicious.

He pushes these thoughts from his mind, focusing instead on the information he was given. Where to go, who to talk to, the names of important people. When the bus stops, he gathers his things, pays the fare, and heads out towards St. Judes. He looks at the gathered students, each one going to their class. You're gonna stick out like a sore thumb. Mervin looks around, spotting a tall woman with white hair and a grey skirt. He recognizes her from her picture as Ms. Stevenson, and heads toward the group of kids in front of her. "Okay, let's go. Gonna be a great year. I hope."

 

[King!]

Cassidy sighed, pressing her forehead further against the cool window. Instantly it fogged up, creating a white frost-looking substance. With her index finger she drew a smile in the fog, before erasing the whole thing with her palm. She wasn't sure HOW she could be bored already. She had only been riding in this stupid taxi for about five minutes, and the school was about an hour away. Of course, she had to take the lame cab because her parents had been working. 'Couldn't have taken even one day off to say bye to your daughter,' Cass thought, returning her face once again to the glass.

The taxi was gross - there was a slight smell of something meat-like, and the driver was a big, bald man who breathed too loud and swore at other cars. Just her luck. Besides this, her feet barely touched the ground - although she wasn't sure she wanted them to be in contact with whatever may lurk on the floors below.

After another few minutes she grew bored of drawing on the window, and instead grabbed the orange backpack sitting next to her. She set it on her lap and unzipped it, digging around in the side pockets. Finally, she found what she was looking for. She unravelled the headphones on the small device, and plugged them in her ears. After pressing a few buttons, the music began. Cass closed her eyes, hoping to forget about the dumb taxi. If she didn't think about it too much, pretty soon she would arrive at St. Jude's.


Cass stepped out of the taxi and quickly removed her luggage. Her parents had paid in advance, instructing the driver to 'keep the change'. As soon as the car was pulling away, she took a deep breath - finally, air that DIDN'T smell rotten. Kids were everywhere, some new (looking confused and nervous) and some old (catching up on their friends, discussing schedules and rooming). She wasn't too sure of where to go, so she decided to follow the main stream of kids, flowing towards the nearest building.

The place was very nice to the eyes: a fountain in the middle of a round patio, hedges and iron gates, a path leading up to what appeared to be the entrance hall. It was definitely impressive. Kids were filing through the doors in clumps, and voices chattered excitedly all around her. In a matter of seconds, Cassidy was in the building herself.

 

[Fearless Love]

Avery let her eyes travel up from her book, giving a quiet glance to the man beside her. He had been talking constantly about the cars he was fixing, mainly the one he had been planning to give to Avery. It had been this way since they left the house, and she was positive that he knew she wasn't paying attention. The whole drive, which was quite long, her attention had been held by her book. A book about psychic powers and falling in love with a vampire.

Though she couldn't stop herself from letting her father's words sink in every once in a while. Her guilt would only slowly start to rise, but as it kept pushing, she had to let up just a bit. It wasn't very interesting, hearing about the many different aspects of fixing these cars, and half of the time, she didn't understand what he was saying. But she listened anyway, if only to ease her conscience.

With a sigh, her father stopped the car, causing her to jerk forward a little. Turning her eyes to the window, she saw why they had stopped. They had reach their destination. St. Jude. A boarding school.

Her eyes glanced to her book, then to the window, then to her father. This went on several times before she simply closed her eyes, shutting the book in the process. She sat the book in her lap, turning her head to her father. Her eyes opened, and she let her head rest against the back of the seat.

They were both silent for a moment. She knew he wanted to say something, it was written all over his face. But he just kept his hands on the steering wheel, staring forward, not even glancing towards her. Avery had always been a patient person. She had no reason not to be. Though, she had to sigh. She was here for a reason, and that reason couldn't wait forever.

"If you aren't going to speak to me, I'm going ahead and leaving." she said, sending her midnight blue eyes over to the door, then rolling them back to face her father.

His hands gripped the steering wheel tighter, and her hands paused, the one that was about to open the door. She crossed her arms across her chest, her book now in her lap, waiting.

"Avery. I want you to be- Be a good girl. Do what you're told." it seemed he was struggling to find his words, so she kept her mouth shut. "I know you've been a bit. . . out of the ordinary, and I hope some time away from home will make you feel better. I think a change of scenery will do you some good. I know how the same old atmosphere could be boring, but-" he stopped again, this time, turning to face her.

"But please try your best." he said, giving her a slight smile.

Avery sighed, pushing a loose strand of caramel hair behind her ear. "Don't worry dad. I have no intention of falling behind in my studies. I'm here for the sole purpose of learning. That's it." she gave a reassuring smile.

"Good girl. Now, get going. I'm sure you have a lot to do today, getting used to things and all." he told her.

Avery nodded, pushing the car door open. "I'll be sure to call you tonight, to say goodnight." she said, stepping out of the car.

After slamming the car door, she waved at her dad, who started the car back up. She watched as he drove away, and once he was out of sight, she turned towards her new school. She pulled her bag up closer on her shoulders, gripping her book tighter with the hand she held it in. Kids were all around her. She wasn't fond of big crowds, but it was something she'd have to get used to. She'd adjust.

With a deep sigh, she began following after the kids, not knowing exactly where she was headed herself. It was time for a new start, in a place with people she had never met. It was a first new start for her, her first time being around complete strangers.

Taking a quick glance around, she pulled her book open again, her eyes scanning over the pages. She could read while she walked, but that would mean putting forth a lot of effort, and she just wasn't in that kind of mood. So, sighing once again, she closed her book, opening her bag, and tossing the book inside. She'd have plenty of time to read that night. Missing a few hours of sleep wouldn't cause her any harm. Besides, she had different things to worry about: School.

 

[pokemongarnet]

Zachary tapped his feet on the floor of the car in syncopation to the song on the radio. He and his father were driving in a black two-thousand and eleven Mercedes Benz. It cruised across the pavement in a seemingly gliding manner. The U-shaped driveway that the Wrights were pulling into was guarded by two opened gold gates. The buildings that lay beyond the vibrant green patches of grass were modern and spotless.

There was a large gathering of people on the stretch of asphalt that surrounded the magnificent fountain that lay before the largest building there. The fountain had stone carps spewing water from their tails and was adorned with a marble angel on top.

Zachary said goodbye to his father and then got out of the car and looped around to the trunk, he grabbed his trunk and dragged it to one of the clusters of people. He situated himself in the back behind people who looked his age and waited.

 

[FlurryTheGlaceon]

(hey I'm back from camping :) )

Elizabeth smiled to herself as she looked out the window of her families limo at the scenery as it went past. Today was the day that she was supposed to start at St. Judes and she couldn't be more excited. She was about fifteen minutes away from the school and as she watched the scenery she couldn't help but get her sketch book out and draw what she saw as it drove past. She smiled more finishing her sketch as the driver pulled to a stop and then opened her door for her. "here we are miss" he said politely as she got out of the limo.

"Thank you Jake" she said smiling as her trunk was given to her. "Tell my parent's I'll call them tonight" she said as the driver nodded and she waved as the limo drove away. Looking around to find where she was supposed to go she took her trunk and walked over to the group of kids around her age.

 

[King!]

At first it was more confusing inside the entrance hall, with just as many people but a smaller amount of room. It took Cass a few minutes to correctly navigate her way through the clumps of people. Finally, she reached the general area of where her age was supposed to meet. In the middle of the group stood a ginormous man, who was only so big because of how tall he was and how short she was. He looked a bit creepy, with dark features including grey eyes and an older face. Even though he was the head of her year, it would probably be a good idea to steer clear of him.

Cassidy took her bag off of her shoulder and was about to fling it to the other one when it smacked something. She gasped and turned around. The bag had hit a taller boy (well, pretty much everyone was taller here), who was rubbing his shoulder and smiling at her. "Better be careful with that thing," he said, grinning. He was cute: light blue eyes and a young face. He was about two heads taller than her, and was sort of...big. But not fat, just bigger.

"I'm so sorry," Cass replied, resting the bag on her shoulder once more. She pulled her trunk a bit closer to the side of her leg. The boy giggled.

"Nah, it's fine. Worse has happened." He abruptly picked up her trunk and motioned towars the side of the room with his head. "Come on, it's easier to lean against the wall." Cass followed the boy, struggling to stay behind his long legs with her short ones. "I'm Dexter, by the way," he added, setting her luggage down against the wall.

"Cassidy." She pressed her back to the entrance hall's wall, leaning her arm against her case. The boy - Dexter - did the same. She wasn't too sure of what to say, but that wasn't too big of a problem as he seemed to have plenty of conversation ready.

"So, is this your first year here?" he asked, looking down at her. It was a bit annoying, how everyone either didn't notice her, or looked down at her... Her face reddened a bit, and she nodded.

"You?" she questioned, looking back up at him. Why was he still smiling? It wasn't like anything was funny... Then again, maybe he was just being nice. She was just overthinking things. Dexter shook his head.

"Second year at St. Jude's for me," he answered. He glanced towards the tall man Cass had noticed earlier. "Ya' like Mr. Ebersbach?" he asked, grinning at her. "Guten morgen!" he added, mocking the man's accent. Cassidy laughed.

"Yes, definitely. The eyes are a winner, aren't they?" she said, smiling now. Dexter laughed and nodded. Well, she definitely seemed to have made a new friend. And the fact that he was cute was a plus. Maybe this place wouldn't be too bad?

 

[The warden]

[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Day 1: Wednesday 5th September 2012 11:11 AM[/FONT]


[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Most of the students had already arrived and were arranging them selves into their year groups. Mr Ebersbach was stood in the centre of the six form group, patiently waiting the arrival of Miss Wireman the head of year 12. Other teachers were spread around the entrance hall, most of them were heads of year groups. Overlooking the arrival of the students was Mr. Kindle, he was darting about greeting parents some of whom he had taught himself.[/FONT]


[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]It seemed that almost everyone had arrived so Mr Kindle began to talk. "I think that we are all here so, I think things should get under way. To begin you will be taken to your accommodation, if you would all please follow your year tutors."[/FONT]


[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Very quickly the teachers started moving out of the entrance hall, through the doors on the opposite side to the main drive. Year 7 went first and the year groups continued in acceding order, finishing with year 12 and 13 together. Outside was a large open courtyard, that was likely once a garden, it was hemmed in on all four sides by buildings. The building on the furthest side, directly opposite the building they had just left, was where the students where heading, it along with the buildings to either side was a modern building, but it had been styled to fit the architecture of the older main building. Each building was named with large letters over the door, the one that had they had just left was on the north side of the courtyard and was labelled "main hall and library". The building on the east side was the "classrooms", to the west was the "sports and performing arts" and the south was "dorms". Four paths ran one from each building too the centre of the courtyard where they intersected. The students and teachers went into the dorm building where key cards where issued to the students, there were two kinds, one was for the students under sixteen and it was red, the other were for the students sixteen and over and were blue.[/FONT]


"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Your rooms are upstairs, on floors 1, 2 and 3. Here on the ground floor is a recreational area and a canteen. The dorms are divided by gender. If you have a red card then your room will be on floor 1 or 2, there is a11pm till 6am curfew you should be in the building before the curfew starts and will not be able to leave the building till after the curfew ends, unless of course there is an emergency. We are a little more lenient on the older students who have been issued the blue cards, for you there is a kitchen and an additional recreation area. Also there is no curfew for you on Fridays and Saturdays. I think that is all that needs explaining." Explained Mr Kindle. "Now I will let you settle in and explore the grounds a little, please do remember your key cards though as you will not be able to get into the dorms again without them."[/FONT]

 

[CrossJHero]

Markus let his eyes wander after using forty minutes reading and revising, to make a few quick observations about the world around him. Markus looked at where he was and felt sad, at the fact that he was poorer than others at this school, having to take a taxi, with a loan from his parents which he did not want to take. He couldn't talk to the taxi driver, and so he kept all of his thoughts to himself. The long ride was kept short in Markus' opinion by his constant reading and observing of the area around him.

The words his father said continued pulsating in his head, he heard it over and over, not being able to stop this endless cycle of his words. "Don't do anything besides study, and do not fall in love."

He let himself clench his fists only to say silently, "It's not my fault you couldn't go to college because you were too busy banging mom." Markus knew that he was having anger at his father for forcing him to live the life that he couldn't but Markus simply kept quiet and looked on.

The taxi driver quickly slammed his foot on the brakes and stopped in front of the school, causing Markus to drop his book and to be knocked out of his memory. He looked up to observe his school, and simply smiled at this chance at a different life.

He could only picture what his father could say, but he heard it clear as the day, "Always work hard, and always study. Never relent in your working."

As his father had called it, at the time, Markus was having raging hormones which boosted his pride and arrogance. "I always work, do you even think that I'm anything like you, who would bang girls and drop out of school?" Markus quickly covered his mouth as his eyes changed back from red to brown, then to tan.

"I understand. I'm sorry for putting pressure on you, just....go." Mr. Markov said resentfully.

Markus meant what he said and didn't take it back, but he said before he went, "I'll never relent in my working, I'll only relent if you continue telling me to never relent."

He took his bags, payed the cabbie and then sighed. Watching his last hope of going away from here fade into the distance, he turned towards his school. He put his bags around him and he simply observed his new environment. There were people everywhere, and even though he was quite shy, he decided to adapt to it, and he walked forward.

"Your rooms are upstairs, on floors 1, 2 and 3. Here on the ground floor is a recreational area and a canteen. The dorms are divided by gender. If you have a red card then your room will be on floor 1 or 2, there is a11pm till 6am curfew you should be in the building before the curfew starts and will not be able to leave the building till after the curfew ends, unless of course there is an emergency. We are a little more lenient on the older students who have been issued the blue cards, for you there is a kitchen and an additional recreation area. Also there is no curfew for you on Fridays and Saturdays. I think that is all that needs explaining." Explained Mr Kindle. "Now I will let you settle in and explore the grounds a little, please do remember your key cards though as you will not be able to get into the dorms again without them."

Markus simply looked on at the speech and at the financial status of those around him, thinking about one thing, "How am I going to keep up here?"