The Void, Devoid.

[Sloth]

The vast infinite welcomed the Sin eater, as it always did. The coordinates to his location were etched across existence, leading the wayward devils to a home more befitting than any they have become acquainted with. The architect of this interaction was one of the older kin, approximately seven centuries into his fifth millennia.

Throughout his travels, he had seen his brethren run rampant, but he had only come across the most primitive of his species. The only exception was during his youth, sometime before he had completed his first century, where he spoke with Pain, the only other A-Sin Eater he had come in direct contact with. By existing, he confirmed the existence of other alphas, even if they hadn't yet emerged. A brief exchange and, afterwards, the two were left to their own devices, venturing off into their own corners of the Omniverse.  

Amongst the nothing, he stood, in his most comfortable form; a being of malleable, soot-like, bone. He tidied his slim fit suit, atop of which his fur coat rested across his shoulders, their sleeves dangling to either side. His eyeless pits were an homage to the surrounding emptiness and, while he was a corporeal creature, he found pleasure with his own aesthetic design. Was it wrong to indulge in one's pleasures? No, he would be at fault to become defined by such, yet so many frequented the path to self destruction.

Continuing his analysis of the void, he adjusted his fedora, a fashion statement many would fail to execute. Despite the negative connotation of his identity, and the biblical reference with which his name was associated, patience was an all too familiar virtue. Time was not lost on the timeless.

[Greed]

A pale flash of particles clashing together would most likely alert Sloth, as it was clearly in front of the fashionably creature. Out of the Void would come a tainted figure cascading in, wearing faded golden attire to cover his chest-piece mandible. The wild purple hair of Greed shivered in the presence of Sloth, slumping down a little bit as even the extensions of the Greed's sentience were bent to his sibling's nature, even if The Sin Eater could not tell of the bat what his brother was or what he embodied.

"Hello, blood." He pronounced cleanly, his words as immaculate and precisely chosen as his attire was carefully constructed - each syllable was to be wrinkle free and never unkempt and disheveled. Even with no eyes, Greed had the ability to see through extensions of negative energy, and to be in the Void was to see all. It was hard to focus at first, but like an eagle eyeing the dirt for prey he zoomed in and locked on Sloth. His presence was not malicious, but curious.

He was the third oldest of their kind - born out of the negative energy that Sloth projected, but he didn't know that. While traversing the void, the Salesman noticed a clump of negative energy dancing around a figure that represented one of the cattle's - a signature of those who move through the Void like water. The first of the glorious slugs that infest the universes at hand.

So, he stood, still as if all kinetic energy had been ripped from his body, the movement of absorbing negative energy through his pectoral maw nearly non-existant. This was Greed's normal stance, as he was as his Sin - steady and ever-present, not batting an eye.

[Sloth]

An unimpressive flash of energy made way for his first sibling. The creature was much smaller in stature, but they shared a few key similarities. Despite being drastically different, there were a few notable themes. The first of which was their sense of style, both cared about their appearance, to some degree, even if they expressed it differently. Aside their body types both being on the thinner side, they also lacked functioning eyes and, instead, used some form of magic to perceive the world.

Were these traits representative of all alphas? Or was this meeting a coincidence between the two? It was also likely that he was looking for too much meaning behind the appearance of the other, after all, he hadn't thought too much of what he enjoyed himself. It was likely that they had similar environments to inhabit, opposed to a base instinct that Sin Eaters shared.

Between the two, there was no movement. They had mastered stillness, which could be attributed to being creatures of The Void, then again, interaction would provide more results than baseless assumptions. Were he to fall victim to the carnal desire he represented, then the universe would likely halt, solely to laugh at the grandiose display of irony that had been displayed.

"Kin." He welcomed, with a slight nod of the head, looking down at the shorter of the two. "Where shall we begin?" He asked, curious of the individual and the circumstance of their meeting. Was this coincidence or had he picked up the sign left for him?

[Greed]

Both of Greed's abyssal throats purred slightly, preparing speech. He did not take notice in the smaller details of things like his brother did - Greed was more of a big-picture vice. He could easily appreciate and use the smaller cogs of a clock to make the hands move, but in the end, the clock mattered most to the ageless being.

"A salutations and summit of desire, methinks." A smile slowly infested Greed's being, feeling some joy from meeting a like-minded being he could call Family. Greed had become particular more alike his namesake as of late - the food was not enough. He even began delving into a lesser archetype of himself, Gluttony, in fear of being without. Realizing it was beneath him to be subject to his own vice, Greed realized it was time for a change before he mutated. He shuddered at the thought. Food was plentiful, for the most part, as any person can want more than what they have - it was simply the chase for more and more that drove Greed.

"Fate and your own doings have pulled us together, methinks." Greed repeated again, his mouth still the only part of his body moving. Then, as if a statue pre-programmed to move, a fluid yet somehow rigidly-preformed bow was executed from the dapper Sin.

"Greed."

[Sloth]

His mouth moved, but he didn't. Even Sloth wasn't as still as the smaller companion, which seemed to have more control over the subtle nuances of his body. It was an interesting dichotomy they shared, but they were still ilk. Sin among sin, brothers among family.

Despite this, the Sin Eater before him showed more expression through his face than Sloth did with his entire body.  Movement through use of magic caused him to sway, side to side, hypnotically, but this spoke more to the ability than it did to him as an individual. This interaction was different than his with Pain, but they had been much younger. Perhaps their development rates might have synced or there might have been more separation between the two.

Due to the status of the current meeting, he was interesting in meeting more alphas. There was much information to grasp; there was always more to observe and learn. Perhaps, in due time, they could even align themselves, temporarily, to help execute a plan that would give them a nigh infinite food supply. Their need for sustenance was as imbedded in their instincts as it was any mortal creature, even if their food source was much more abstract.

Concoctions already swirled throughout the observer, but there was the present he needed to deal with. Perhaps the Omniverse did snicker, a Sin Eater bearing the name of lethargy being ambitious might have been enough irony for its weary palate.

Taking a slight bow himself, but not to the degree the being before him did, he introduced himself.   "Sloth." As he returned to his previous posture, a slightly arched back, leaving him a couple inches shorter, he would continue. "On this day, Fate finds herself with two blind eyes. He mentioned, cryptically, before moving on.

"Have you met any others?" He asked, the implication of family being obvious enough. No further explanation was necessary, therefore, no further explanation was provided.

[Greed]

Only when Sloth spoke his name did Greed rise from his bow - it was ironic, almost. One of them embodied desire and the other apathy, a strange connection still shared in the fact that both vices still, in nature, beget each other. A chaotic ticking could be heard as his lower maw chattered four times, as if a skeleton found itself cold. It was a response to stimulus, normally suppressed but this time the Vice allowed it. It was as much excitement as he had felt since he discovery of Gold by the cattle.

"I find myself alone except for you, Sloth. I have not seen an Ancient in my entire lifetime of almost 50 centuries. I'm afraid, for being willed by my nature, that I thought it best for my food to be my food. I couldn't fathom the thought of a family feast replacing the lonely takeout that is solitary feeding. Because of this, my palette is withered and I have lost all taste for the scraps of cattle I have left in comparison." Greed admitted without shame. In honesty, he had learned some from the drones that he devoured into daily.

He chose, now, to relax. One could hear a more audible intake of dark energy that sounded like breathing, Greed's chest rising less slightly with each passing beat of the steady tempo. The Sin smiled with his upper mandible and spoke, happy to have an intelligent conversation that wasn't solely made of himself for once.

"But how have you fared, Sloth? Any encounters with our siblings?"

[Riley Oran]

As black, fluid mass slithered from beyond the Void, appearing near the other two as it snaked it's way through the non-existent physics of the none-realm. With no other discernible features immediately visible, the black thing was stood almost completely beyond notice in the environment that it now inhabited. It had the shimmer of running water but appeared to have the consistency of smoke, leaving trails of particles and blackness as it appeared between the two and slowly started to give itself something resembling a form.

The mass writhed and twisted until it produced a slender body whose proportions were not correct, and whose skin was all black. A camouflage of sorts in this abyss, allowing the being to blend with nothing as it manifested into the shadow of something lesser. From it's head, finally the first easily visible thing sprouted forth. A white mask, with a well defined chin and beyond that barely a facial feature save for a slight smile that rested upon it's design. Empty black pits that seemed to suck in all the color turned it into information, and the being began to examine the other two.

"Well," came it's voices. There seemed to be three separate ones, speaking in tandem with each other and in layers. The first voice sounded to be a child's, though the gender was uncertain. It was high pitched and innocent with curiosity laced through out, but the other two voices crawled over it like it was naught but a corpse. The second was that of an elderly woman, whose voice crowed at the two like it began to scold them. The third was that of something much more sinister, much deeper, and only made a series of noises that sounded in comprehensible to mortals. To other Sin Eaters, it converted into the same noises as the rest of them, tinted with contempt.

"Isn't this a surprise? Never have my kin revealed themselves all at once."

[Sloth]

A brief moment of exposition revealed much, such as Greed's approximate age, as well as the association he had with his name. Apparently, he embodied the sin, opposed to Sloth who simply caused the inactivity of his victims. Most importantly, he explained the lack of interaction amongst the others.

Perhaps this was a rare occurrence, after all? Were Sin Eaters typically separate? You would think beings of power would interact more freely, but they were still young within the spectrum of the Omniverse, so perhaps, in due time, their relationships with each other would change.

"One." He began, being interrupted by the new arrival. The black mass joined them, sharing three voices of contrasting entities. It had been different from their initial interaction, but much time had passed since then. "I suppose, when you speak of devils..." He muttered, leaving the rest of the statement to implication, only glancing over, opposed to fully turning his body.

"Pain, a pleasure to be reacquainted. Meet our brother; Greed." He introduced, giving an arm in the direction of Greed, while purposely exclaiming his name for the purpose of introduction. The circumstances were rare, but within the inevitability of forever, one could only assume the improbable of monkeys and typewriters.

[Greed]

Greed was not particularly impressed with Pain, at first sights. The Sin had appeared as no more than a slimy creature and had no menace or 'bark' in him; then again, he probably looked more menacing than Greed and Sloth put together. Greed was admittedly not a being of that sort of fear. That is, he was not intimidated by people or things, ever, more so the not having people or things.

"A pleasure." His words were forbidden fruit carefully plucked from the orchard, his tone careful to carry both sincerity and sternness. Greed had a wild nature, however, which could easily be picked up as excitement once again crept into his tone. His bony, slender fingers found each other on the Vice's front and hugged before his arms rested, as if he was wielding something. Greed's wrists, however, stayed loose, and he put both of his palms on his chest (fingers still interlocked) and bowed towards the newcomer, his politeness hopefully not out of place.

"It would seem that even the hands of fate are said devil's playthings when kept idle long enough." Greed said in response to Sloth while addressing their otherwise idle nature, standing. He smiled at Pain slightly, prompting conversation. It seemed as if Sloth and Pain had a history, which would definitely need explaining.

[Riley Oran]

Pain looked to Sloth in recognition, but gave no indication of such as it directed him to Greed, the mask adorning it's face an unchanging expression. It looked between the two of them and began to speak once more towards Greed. "Fate's machinations are nothing before us," it stated sinisterly. "We make our own destiny, with our own appendages." It lifted it's hands and grotesquely began to shift them into other things, from tentacles to feet, but finally back to hands as it cackled.

Unlike before, where it's movement were smooth in transition they were jerky and robotic, unnaturally jarring and calculatedly so. Pain's reformed hand grasp the mask and ran it's hand over it, emphasizing the nature of the porcelain item. "So much has happened since we've last met," the being's words dripped with an odd mixture of glee and wrath, the conflicting voices in it's tone characterizing it's mood. "Yet, we find ourselves more curious in the now."

It's arms jerked upward in a fashion close to a broken clay-mation short, where timing was poorly synchronized and the arms moved independently of one another, still arriving at their height at the same time. "What brings you two together on this day?" The voice was as a serpent in a garden, tempting the two that stood before him to part with information. "We hope that it's a plot of sorts," he clarified. The expressionless face bounced between the two of them, falling unto Sloth. "What has younger-kin Sloth been up too? It has been thousands of years since our last encounter." If Pain could have smiled, it would have. "And of the new younger-kin, Greed? What has it been doing?"

[Sloth]

Pain spoke of fate and freedom, likely aware of their situation. However, it seemed he made an attempt at a joke or that he had not aged well. He'd assume the former, in hopes that he wouldn't reach a point of deterioration. What Sloth primarily took from Pain's interaction, was that shapeshifting was common among the corporeal beings. Their physical forms were preferential manifestations, not instinctive forms they reverted too.

Without comparison, he could only compare his experiences to himself, which was a predicament within itself. He would observe, and absorb, as much as possible while he was still able. This could be one of the few interactions they had for another couple millennia, making whatever progress he made here of utmost importance.

"I've sent out messages to the other alphas," He began, explaining how the others might come into contact with this group. Despite Pain's ignorance to the message, it was lucky he had joined them, even if coincidental. "There are no plots, but, even if we had, we have no allies among our race, leaving us independent. A little familiarity never hurt." He explained, giving enough detail to for both parties to fill in the gaps.

"I've survived." He explained, deciding not to go into further detail. Tales of his expeditions and accomplishments served no purpose. Afterwards, he would look towards Greed, wondering his response to Pain's inquisition. It was likely he would be a bit more talkative. At least, that was another assumption the observer had made.

[Artless_Artist]

A shadow could be seen to none but the trained eye; A curious Sin had finally arrived. although paranoia could say that she disliked such conventions, and was entirely suspicious of them, she had been sent a message that entrigued her; and brought up her race as the topic of discussion.

Curious, and slightly suspicious, she journeyed to the Void where she found her kin; all akin to that she could consider a childs nightmare; gruesome and utterly alien. two of which shared a same appearance, except that one was more...extravagant than the other. the other, the one known as Pain, couldn't be discribed, the only directly noticable thing being the white mask that it donned.

It wasn't unlike the one she had on herself; although it was rather bent in a neutral expression than that of a smile. her appearance, was more like Greed and Sloth's, human; but more filled out. she often lived in human society, and donned what would become a normal appearance for her.

She would stay silent; although from the creeping feeling knotting in her chest, she doubted she would stay that way for long.

[Greed]

The faint dash of darkness caught the sense of Greed, his oozy body pivoting quickly so that while his feet remained still, his chest moved 90 degrees towards the direction of Paranoia. The action was inhuman, as it would break any cow's bone.

The figure appeared to be much more human than anyone here so far. On instinct, his lower maw opened a tad then shut tight, some black ooze emitted as saliva from his lower jaw. "Apologies. You look like cattle." He said, distaste settling on his tongue. Whomever this Alpha was, she had a horrible fashion sense.

His entire body righted itself as his chest snapped back into place, now facing the other two once again. "I'm sure your invasive ears have picked up our words at this point." The Sin didn't even bother to face her. "What do you call yourself?" He asked the young girl. Greed's hair shrilled a bit, shaking in excitement. As pieces entered the board, it became clear to him that the field was aligned in his favor. An indecisive Sin and a shy one made malleable clay in his hands.

Sloth, however, seemed firm - a horrible force against Greed. The Sin would be much better, however, as an ally. So he stay still, completely: his thoughts could not be read based on any of his body language, as he had none.

[Riley Oran]

If a grin could have spread across Pain's face, it would have rested upon there like a conquering hero. Internally pain was beyond giddy at the new prospects. All these sins, lined up here in his presence, with hopefully more to come. Of course, Sloth seemed to be more amicable towards him than the others, but that was possibly due to predisposition of having met a long, long time ago. Sloth had answered the question he'd asked, but Greed had ignored him. That was fine; no time to waste on lesser sins if they weren't willing to communicate back.

Pain's head convulsed on it's shoulders as Greed turned to face something that skittered about in the darkness, a movement that looked more painful than it was. Pain's body didn't rotate with it's 'face', and instead rested motionless as the being faced the new one that stood back in the darkness. Greed's comment that it looked like cattle was not incorrect. This one looked very human, much more so than any of the three still present. Pain twitched it's head towards the side, examining it curiously. 

What caught Pain's attention was the mask, and a sound not unlike a shriek of delight echoed from it's form. "Another-kin has arrived with a mask like ours," he proclaimed, his body shifting on a heal to face the same direction as the head. "We are excited for another-kin's presence," it hissed with it's voices. As greed asked it's name, Pain stood by expectantly, the expressionless mask watching carefully.

[Sloth]

An additional presence was all that it took to sway the course of conversation, but the company was appreciated, even if their sister took the form of something more humanoid. Nurture seemed to be more prevalent than nature, her appearance being enough evidence to support the theory. It was odd to see a humanoid he could not feed from, the dissonance throwing him off kilter, even if just slightly.

"It seems we have a sister." He welcomed, raising his arm to halt the other two, allowing her to state her piece, in peace. The others might have bombarded her with questions, acting much too eager at her arrival, as they did with each other. Fortunately, he would give her the opportunity to speak, without interruption or obligation. It would be unfortunate for kin to feel overwhelmed; comfort was of the utmost importance.

With that, he would put his arm down, their comments hopefully coming to and end. He didn't meant to impose superiority, but he did understand the pressure she was likely going through. If she was hidden, then there was purpose. He likely wouldn't have noticed, had it not been for the other two. He was an observer, but he would sometimes focus too closely on a single aspect, such as the interaction between her brethren. The Void didn't aid his perception either, as they were all similar to their surrounding, due to their energy being drawn from it.

[Lust]

Through the endless void as the stars curled themselves in the twilight rose a single purple light that shot through the great distance at a blinding speed onward, its trail leaving small particles of mystic forces burning away at the fabrics of the reality before they reformed.  The location was easily enough to find even in the great emptiness of existence and maybe it would have been more professional to arrival through some method of teleportation…but to hell with that, the time travelling Lust could think of a million ways to enjoy himself between then and now, which of course he did.  

As it drew closed to the area nearest to the other alphas the starlight faded and halted its speed in a dead stop just a couple of meters away from where everyone else seemed to be encircling. Fading off from the light the creature became much clearer to the eyes to see, a huge proportional body of muscle and size that towered to gaint standards, its arms were like mountains tops in girth compared to its head while its chest ranged even bigger then that. The tiny shape of its head slowly moved side to side along the massive size of its shoulders, hissing at itself as drool ran down towards its dark nipples.  At first the creature may have seemed unclothed in every manner say the large chain that embraced most of its form, twisting along limbs and sensitive areas alike.

Slowly unclasping its hands a few dozen bodies of male humanoids flesh fell ou, falling to some heights they dangled off the chains also connected to their bodies before floating back up, they attempted to climb back in once catching the edges of the gaint’s fingers. Each where of different colors and origins ranging from scales, feathers and smooth pig like flesh features, all of which were male in sex while also quite fit to humanly body standards.  As the giant moved it slowly formed a bowel with its hands to show it was carrying over a three dozen males bodies, each tantalizing their nude bodies with each other, playing with every inches of their flesh in dripping desire and fluids flowing in river like quintiles gashing out from the ball.

Within the center was there only dressed male to bother itself in attire and not connected by a chain, a single form of perfection that stood far about the others in beauty, a radiating and terrifying person of magical prowess and charming danger.

The man dressed in a leather kink broke away from the ball of flesh long enough to make himself stand further from his chariot helpers enough to catch a breath or two before floating towards his fellow sins.  He wasn’t quite sure to make of the others just yet, he didn’t even know where could be others like him or that they might want to meet each other. Then again who wouldn’t want to meet lust? Just look at him, like honestly look at me. They all seemed rather…different they what he was expected, of course they wouldn’t compare to him looks, no one to ever be could even dream of such a feat to accomplish. But wow were they not even close, like hell most of them look to be from some twisted nightmare of some messed up story book cliché of a monster.  But hell that was what they called family he guessd, not everyone would could hit the jack pot.

Lust floated quickly at the others, even just by his nature of mannerisms aired a slightly feminine tone to contrast his clearly manly form.  Reaching at least a closer distance if only a feet or three he finally stopped, clapping the tip of his hands together quickly while nodding his head side to side with a cheerfully full if only exaggerated smile. He might as well try to “ Be Kind” to what was the closet people he might be able to respect.

“Hello hello Dears! My my isn’t this a treat? We all get to meet up all cozy like for the first time ever! This its really super exciting huh? Wow we all look so different and stuff. How is everyone doing?”  

[Greed]

Greed frowned. The Sin felt more distaste as another arrived in the shape of the food. Some blood seemed foolish to the Golden Vice, but it was what it was. It was true that Greed had ignored Pain's earlier questions, but only because the appearance of the sneaky girl had distracted the eccentric embodiment of negativity. Now that he had time to right his mind, Avarice could respond to the black blood.

"Chance and Sloth brought us together, ironically. And I have been eating." the happy Greed responded. Even with the Sin's of Bad Fashion Sense, this was a nice little group so far. Not entirely a mass of numbers, but definitely an interesting group.

He bowed politely to the two newcomers, pronouncing his name.

"Greed."

[Artless_Artist]

Paranoia continued to watch the group, staying silent; although when Pain turned around and inquired about her mask, she couldn't help but run a hand across it. Her mask was the only thing that hid her from herself and her world, and it could be said that it was the closest thing besides her backpack. Deciding it was best to answer, she spoke.

"Paranoia...my name...is Paranoia" she announced. She stepped out further into the void; now more clearly visible, until the arrival of a new Sin; this one more...open than the others. instead of the calm and yet odd feeling she had around the others, this one seemed to like to shatter this peace. 

She did feel comfortable a little bit later on; The New Arrival seemed to match her form; although this one a different gender, even if he still appeared feminine. she decided against answering the Sin, instead keeping to herself; nodding in the direction of Greed as he stated his name.

[Ray Mitchell]

"LALALALALA! HAHAHAHA! I'm going to a reunion of my fellow kin. I can't wait to see what the other um... what am I again?" Ignorance was talking to her self quite loudly when she saw something in the distance it was fast and purple. "HEY WAIT! WHO ARE YOU?" She yelled. it never stopped. "Dammit! the prettily light ran away, and I wanted to talk to it! Well.. back to what I was doing... what was that?" Ignorance would keep talking to her self until she tripped. Ignorance fell and started to roll. She rolled and rolled and rolled. As she was rolling she came into view of the other A-sin eaters. "HELLO DOWN THERE! CAN YOU STOP ME?"

[Greed]

The Sin's black, oily composition shivered in response to another new arrival. By nature, Greed, both the Entity and the hubris, was warded by crowds, as "sharing" was born by crowd sourcing. Even though the Vice was not bound to the nature of his Sin, he enjoyed to keep a relative alignment to Avarice for the sake of fun more than anything else. If need be, he could go against the simple nature, but Greed found that it made things less interesting. When someone has rules, one can find ways around them, manipulate them, and break them. No rules meant no game, and no game meant no desire, and no desire meant no selfishness, and in the end, selfishness lead to Greed.

"I think it's time I made my departure. Sorry to cut things short, but hunger calls." He said, the maw on his chest opening largely. Rancid odor spewed in the form of a sticky but invisible mist, as of he had exhaled hot carbon dioxide. "Crowds aren't my thing, personally. But I will see you all again, methinks." And with that, Greed had his entire body impossibly folded into the mouth as the teeth snapped shut, before collapsing on itself.

In a blink, he was gone.

[Riley Oran]

Pain seemed to emit another inhuman noise, a combination of the three voices expressing themselves. "We are pleased it meet our other-kin," it cried with it's voices in unison. "Paranoia-kin," it identified the second to reveal itself, the one that he had noticed first. Then it focused it's attention on the other who had arrived, heralded by it's chariot of naked, writhing flesh. The lanky black figured jerked it's body unnaturally in Lust's direction, the mask staring blankly with that unnatural smile and voided eyes upon him.

"We were doing excellent, other-kin," spoke the voices. "We have sewn much pain. So much pain, but our food source had recently depleted. The war has ended, the mortals are safe, and they do not hurt anymore." As if on cue, Greed left to feed himself, and to avoid crowds. He was barely acknowledged by Pain, who merely cast a glance upon him as he left. The other one that rolled idiotically in the background merited no response from the entity. 

"Five-thousand years spent planning," he said with his voices in a sad tone, "for only a year's worth of food? We were very disappointed, other-kin. So very disappointed."

[Lust]

Ooo they were thus far proving to be quite the interesting lot that steamed from the same spawning pool, all of them were like colorfully arrays features from across the cosmos once it opened itself up to the lot of them. Lust would need to consider his own dimension to become an open attraction sooner then later, the fresh meat and play toys might be an interesting change up from his already impressive repertory. The first to greet him was a pleasantly polite fellow to say the least, it was nice to be greeted in such a clear way without the moans of their pleasures interrupting their vocal attempts, always so hard to hear what his servants wanted when they spoke in orgasms only. Lust bowed back ready to enthrall his fellow sin in a charming greeting until another present herself just close by.

She seemed the most similar to him in that they were both humanoid at the least, the others appeared to be more abstract ideas and free forming beings of energy then anything solid to be honest at just a glance.

“ A pleasure Greed and Paranoia I’m-“

As he was about to finish a…odd very odd in fact sin rolled up into their sights, it was a fascinating to see such buffoonery alive and well considering how different they all were compared to the rest of the universe, maybe the sheer power of its stupidity made all logical means to harm this one null. Or some how render him totally harmless in the eyes of all others…

Seemed to be taking some effect as greed left the marry band just before they had even handed out all the name cards, it was a sad face moment but one that would fade soon. The second one to greet him directly, a dark very meta physical figure of air like tendencies. Lust simply winked at the man and blew him a kiss, well he guessed it to be male like or something he didn’t know.

“ A pleasure it is to meet you all, I am Lust and I am also quite honest to my name haha. And ya that sad, food is suppose to be eaten more then once a life time, the desire of the body and energies feeding off one another’s built up on desire has ever been in a surplus. All living matter wants to procreate or taste each other’s flesh, I’ve been well feed in my life span, shorter then 5000 granted but there hasn’t been a day I haven’t feasted or been feasted on hehe”

[Elodie]

A-sin eaters.... Other ones... Envy could sense them, she almost got out of the fancy car she was driving. It was black and it was a fancy brand but she didn't care she was too happy to care! She got what she wanted, she was very happy but with frown plastered on her face she looked miserable. She stomped on the brakes, stopping the car as a green portal appeared in front of her. She was going to have to meet these siblings of hers, there were people like her that fed off of others unhappiness... She LOVED misfortune more than anyone, didn't she? Memories, attractive people being dumped and a wealthy person's belongings being stolen by... None other than Envy herself.

The memories made her green eyes have a small glint behind her dark shaded sunglasses as she chuckled putting the car on reverse, moving backwards to get some momentum. She was going to make one hell of an entrance, hopefully none of these people had nicer stuff than her but if they did Envy was going to have a BIG problem. She put her foot on the back peddle before shifting her car into drive so it can move forward, Slowly, she pressed down on the acceleration waiting for the car to move slowly.. All of a sudden, she stomped on the pedal and the car quickly made it through the portal in a hurry. 

Envy made it in the Void, the car slammed hard on the tires making a small shrieking noise on what looked like a floor it was complete darkness. As soon as the car stopped, Envy took the keys out of the in-cognition and opened the door. Her high-heeled boots came out of the car too, followed by her dark leather jacket. Her red hair was a mess but she didn't seem to care as she slammed the car door, she slid the black sunglasses on her forehead as she examined the dark place along with it's visitors. Wow,  She would whisper along with a whisper, as she looked at the other A-sin eaters. There was one that had a nice fedora, A girl that was taller than her, One wearing a hideous mask, a tall man who was very... Beautiful. She knew she was interrupting an introduction as the beautiful guy was talking, "Ah, we're starting now!? I see, I'm Envy by the way one of those forgotten.. What do we call us- A-Sin Eaters! That's right, So yeah I'm Envy, it's a pleasure I guess." She exclaimed, blowing her bangs as she leaned against the car.

[Sloth]

Many events transpired, but Sloth merely watched. The woman introduced herself as Paranoia, a common indulgence among the living. There were sects of individuals searching, and justifying, conspiracies. She likely found a meal in most locations. Even in the wild, animals succumb to paranoia, as they fear for their lives.

Unfortunately, this interaction wasn't the only he noted. There was another, by the name of Lust, who emerged. He seemed more eager to speak than the rest. At least, that's what his persona indicated. As a being of his nature, if he truly lived his namesake, it was unsurprising to interact as such. However, there was little time to personalize introductions, for another had joined in a significantly unimpressive manner.

He was unsure of what to conclude, but perhaps that was partial methodology on their end. It could be meant to be unassuming, in hopes to garner safety of self. Judging by how collected the rest of his kin were, it was a preferential assumption, opposed to believing the legitimate idiocy of character. With his appearance, however, Greed seemed to depart. Perhaps he wasn't expecting this much company?

As Lust was interrupted by Envy's arrival, he glanced over, keeping his safe distance from them all, angling himself so he could have them all in the line of sight. With a small gesture, he raised his hand to his tie, adjusting it. "Family," He began, ensuring he had their attention.

"While we are free from the order gods typically enforce, let us not interact as chaotically as the primitives we prey upon." He began, in hopes of establishing a cycle of conversation. "For those who have just arrived, I am Sloth." He introduced, before continuing with his point. "It's unfortunate Greed has parted so soon, but I have a question. With a raise of the hand, who here defines themselves, even partially, with their namesake?" He asked, opening up the floor for further discussion.

[Artless_Artist]

Paranoia would not raise her hand, yet still reply;

"I...for the most part".

She scanned the void; looking at all of her siblings; she wondered if she was the youngest out of all of them. from Lust, to Envy; to Sloth, Pain and Greed; all seemed to share a more experienced way of life than she.

This isn't to say what she just told was false; indeed, she did often pray upon her food using her namesake as a way of hunting, stalking her prey before activating her abilities and implanting them with a sense of wariness. Then, still following them; she would pray on that feeling, and feed.

Of course, she doubted any of these people had ever had the problems of befriending their food; as she was prone to; but she would never admit that fact. endangering her friends by stating their locations to carnivores seemed like a breach of loyality to her.

She had actually noticed one other, although she didn't pay it any mind. It seemed rather...odd; and in the deepest corner of her thoughts, she wondered if it had aged well.

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