I am curious. Thus far, I've made three Vice characters, based respectively on the sins of Lust, Wrath and Sloth. They're for a story I will probably never get around to writing. I wish to know which one you people like the most. Please realize that no connection to FMA, if any, was intended.

To find the Sin you want to read, please press Control+F and type in the following name. Lust1, Wrath1, or Sloth1.

NOTE!The first five paragraphs of every character's bio is the same. After that, the individual bio begins.

NOTE 2.0!: Leave a comment letting me know which one you like the most, why, etc. I do so implore thee.

Lust1
Mortal Name: Adam Lethrose

True Name: Lust

Age: Old as time, looks about 27

Weapons: Aside from his various powers, Lust weilds a 6 foot tall obsidian staff forged by Hephaestus himself. Thus, it is unbreakable and incredibly powerful. Able to summon it at a whim and weild it expertly, it is his favorite weapon. He has become a master of thrown objects, being able to throw even the most harmless-looking objects with deadly accuracy.

As his final weapon, Lust weilds a long, thorned whip. Deep red in color, the whip is a representation of the animalistic lust humans have for one another. He weilds it smoothly and elegantly, favoring smoothness in every weapon over brute strength.

Appearance: http://img278.imageshack.us/img278/389/ef7d3gf.jpg (Ed Sloan is awesome ^_^) He stands roughly 6' 1" tall and is fairly muscular(as evidenced by the photo). Due to his status as the Vice of Lust, he can make others see him as a near physically perfect human being.

Clothes: Varies daily in an attempt to blend in with humans. Usually consists of a simple, black t-shirt and jeans. He wears two necklaces, one of which has the Celtic symbol for sexualitywhile the other is a thick chain with the word "Eros" spelled in Latin.

Other: Has three piercings in left ear and a snake tattoo coiled around his left arm. Lust's eyes have an incredibly piercing quality to them, almost looking into someone's very soul. As one of the 7 Great Sins, Lust is immensely powerful and an aura of passionate strength pervades him.

Vice Powers: Lust is a pyrokinetic, the burning desire for pleasure of the flesh representing by the crackling flames. He can transport himself across the world in a pillar of flame. Should the emotional barrier he created against his human conciousness be broken, objects around him have a tendency to burst into a roaring flame. Lust is capable of mild hypnosis and very potent ancient magic learned only through centuries upon centuries of hard study. Lust unconciously spreads his Vice's influence gradually across the surrounding area, his sheer presence aneough to drive mortals into a burning desire for sins of the flesh.

Through Fire, etheral or hellfire, Lust is able to channel the essence of sin his and inject it into himself, providing his Vice's spirit with energy needed to heal physical wounds. Lust is also capable of calling upon his sin across vast distances and, upon amassing enough, is able to create crimson clouds capable of blotting out the sun or moon in the area. Those clouds create an endless stream of fireballs unti; being cast away, either by him or by tremendous spiritual force.

As with all Vices and Virtues, Lust is granted immense strength and resiliency. Able to withstand a surprising number of physical attacks, his innate fire-weilding abilities protect his physical vessel from intense heat.

Personality: Every part of him exudes passion. He is an incredibly attractive person and his stare shows a great deal of insatiable lust. Lust's voice is smooth, with an almost unearthly tone. He is also highly intelligent, having accumulated wisdom over the years and uses it to his advantage over mortals. He knows what men and women alike want in their lustful hearts. Quite honestly, he has no redeeming features to speak of.

Bio: Milennia ago, the gods created a woman. Her name was Pandora and she was both blessed and cursed with incredible curiosity. She was also given a box and told to never open it. Pandora was created to be the perfect wife for a Titan, who passed her onto his own brother.

However, the universe cannot exist without balance. When Pandora was created, it sought to find a way to counteract this supreme good witha supreme evil. Thus, Diasthos was born. She was created to be the exact opposite of Pandora, save the fact that he too was presented with a box. Hideous, untalented, and lonely, Diasthos was the polar opposite of Pandora.

As most people know, Pandora's box was filled with the Vices, evils that would later plague mankind. To counteract this as well, Diasthos' box contained the Virtues, spirits that would maintain the balance when both Pandora and Diasthos were gone. For years, the Vices and Virtues waged a covert war against each other, always managing to stay concealed from humanity behind a veil of secrecy. They've taken on human forms, and walked amongst mortals, silently fighting a war that has gone on for centuries.

This war was never meant to end, for each side will remain equal, as it is meant on the Grand Design. However, every rule has a loophole, and it has been found.

Should Pandora's and Diasthys' boxes ever be united, the side responsible will gain dominion over all existence, and the power to wipe out whatever they choose.

Lust had heard of this rumor for centuries, slowly and quietly searching for it while his fellow Vices and hated Virtues fought each other constantly. He had grown tired of the mortal coil, resentful at the gods for making it impossible for him to acheive a permanent, peaceful death. Each time his mortal shell was killed, Lust rose up in another body, a constant cycle of reincarnation. He so dearly wanted to give up his ceaseless role of Vice, eager to feel the eternal rest those accursed humans felt.

Lust found Diasthos' box, a simple, leather-clad container. Excitement coursed through him at this, and he began to search for Pandora's box, eagerly rushing from continent to continent in search of it. Mount Olympus, Giza, China, Japan, Venice, and yet he still found nothing. Nonetheless, he continued his search, determined to locate the box and acheive the gdlike power to do whatever he wanted, even grant himself a peaceful death and rid the world of those godforsaken Virtues.

He never would.

His most trusted Vice, Wrath, found him and after much heated debate and even more furious combat, impaled Lust. The box fell to the ground, immediately evaporating to find a new hiding place. Lust looked at Wrath, surprised that she would do such a thing to a fellow Vice. As his Vice soul fled his dying vessel in search of a new one, he swore to them he would continue his search in every life.

To this day, he has kept that oath. Never has he stopped searching for those boxes, always desperate that the next location might...just might be the one.

Theme Song: Lacrymosa by Evanescence.

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Wrath1
Mortal Name: Illyria Larose

True Name: Wrath

Age: It's spirit is immortal. The current physical shell is roughly 29 years old.

Facial Appearance: http://img162.imageshack.us/img162/4453/cristinascabbiazx1.jpg Christina Scabbia is an incredibly attractive woman.

Body Type: Wrath's current shell is that of a very attractive, and equally tall woman. Though she appears calm and sophisticated to the casual observer, an air of of primal fury pervades her. Her frame is thin, yet powerful, and as a whole she is an incredibly intimidating woman. Every curve, every surface, every inch of her body teems with rippling power, her very presence enough to make most mortals cower. Her body is nigh immaculate, save one single tatoo on her spine. The inked art is of a decorative sword, a bloody vine wrapped around the silver blade. It ranges from her lower back all the way up to just below her collar. No matter what shell she inhabits, Wrath is always wearing a single, beautiful ring with a topaz rose inserted into it. It is a reminder of her past fling with her fellow Vice, Lust and she is very protective of it.

Weapon(s): Wrath wields only two material weapons, both of which she is able to summon at will. Her first and primary weapon is a glistening jian forged by Hephaestus himself, rendering the weapon completely unbreakable and eternally sharp.

Her second weapon is an intimidating meteor hammer attached to a long, steel chain. The ball itself is not spiked, yet blades are capable of shooting out when Wrath wills it. She wields this weapon fluidly and viciously, often striking to break bones and lacerate flesh rather than kill at first.

Powers: As one of the Seven Great Evils, Wrath is an immensely powerful individual. Her powers are easily far above that of most creatures and stems from the minds of all sentient creatures.

Wrath is a weilder of powerful Electrokinesis and Magnetokinesis, rendering her capable of controlling the forces of electricity and warping magnetic fields. Due to the sheer length of her existence, Wrath has mastered these abilities, able to wield them with dominating strength. In a fit of rage over the promiscuous actions of her lover, Lust, Wrath decimated the city of Atlantis, sending the city, along with its inhabitants, far below the sea. She saw no woman in Atlantis fit to replace her as Lust's eternal lover.

As with all Vices and Virtues, Wrath is gifted with various enchanments to ensure a prolonged lifespan. She is incredibly strong, both physically and mentally. In a slightly childish action after a bad day, Wrath had lightly kicked a recently built tower in Pisa. That tower is now leaning 13 degrees to one side and has not yet stopped its movement. Her body is annoyingly resistant to physical attacks and heals physical wounds very rapidly, as with all other Vices and Virtues.

In the many eons of her existence, Wrath had read countless tomes from equally numerous locations all over the world. In the days before magick was forgotten, Wrath and her fellow Vices accumulated a vast knowledge of spells and incantations, ranging from the mundane to the spectacular.

Wrath's soul, upon her rare defeat, immediately enters the reincarnation cycle and is reborn into another human shell. The process is impervious to any outside manipulation, being the will of the God's themselves..

Personality: True to her name and immortal spirit, Wrath is a particularly vengeful, spiteful and hateful woman. She seldom smiles and a cheerful laugh is nigh impossible to coax from her lips. Only one creature has ever been able to pierce the almost impenetrable walls of Wrath's soul and she killed that man's shell with her very hands. She, presumably, holds dominion over the sin of Wrath and embodies it perfectly. No offense goes unpunished and weakness of body or mind is an unacceptable trespass against her. She accepts no excuses and when angered, is practically unstoppable. Her voice is as cold as the North Wind, biting through the mind as easily as a cold zephyr cuts through skin straight to the bone.

Bio: Milennia ago, the gods created a woman. Her name was Pandora and she was both blessed and cursed with incredible curiosity. She was also given a box and told to never open it. Pandora was created to be the perfect wife for a Titan, who passed her onto his own brother.

However, the universe cannot exist without balance. When Pandora was created, it sought to find a way to counteract this supreme good witha supreme evil. Thus, Diasthos was born. She was created to be the exact opposite of Pandora, save the fact that he too was presented with a box. Hideous, untalented, and lonely, Diasthos was the polar opposite of Pandora.

As most people know, Pandora's box was filled with the Vices, evils that would later plague mankind. To counteract this as well, Diasthos' box contained the Virtues, spirits that would maintain the balance when both Pandora and Diasthos were gone. For years, the Vices and Virtues waged a covert war against each other, always managing to stay concealed from humanity behind a veil of secrecy. They've taken on human forms, and walked amongst mortals, silently fighting a war that has gone on for centuries.

This war was never meant to end, for each side will remain equal, as it is meant on the Grand Design. However, every rule has a loophole, and it has been found.

Should Pandora's and Diasthys' boxes ever be united, the side responsible will gain dominion over all existence, and the power to do, quite literally, anything they desire.

Wrath new very well of this supposed loophole in Cosmic Law. She knew her former lover had grown weary of the mortal thread and would soon attempt to locate the boxes. She knew what it would mean and what vast gifts Lust would be bestowed with.

Yet, she did nothing. Wrath remained indifferent to the entire situation, an immensely odd act for the sin of anger itself. She was Lust's closest, and only, confidant and as such, was torn between her duties as the embodiment of sin, and her duties as a sentient being plagued by emotion.

In an act never before seen, and never since repeated, the Virtues formed a temporary cease-fire with the remaining Vices, realizing that Lust was hell-bent on getting what he desired and that neither side alone was fully capable of ceasing their assault. Wrath was an apprehensive player in this game, remaining quiet and contemplative as the Virtues and Vices plotted their scheme.

On a cold, wintry night outside of Vienna, Wrath met with Lust in secret. He informed her of his plans, his desires and how he would stop at nothing to find those boxes, wherever they were hiding. Wrath berated him for his actions, screaming to the heavens themselves that Lust was an incomprehensible fool for daring to attempt to slip through a cosmic loophole. It was at this moment that Lust's manipulative nature came into full effect. He seduced Wrath, as he did with most humans, attempting to draw her mind away from, what he referred to as, "the mindless ministrations of those accursed Virtues", and led her to believe that he alone was the only person in his right mind.

They spent three days ago, weraing out their human shells to the point where they were both hardly able to move. While his lover rested, Lust left Wrath alone, continuing his search for the boxes. It was shortly after then that he located the box of Diasthys, a simple, brown, leather-clad container capable of trapping and sealing away the same Vices it had once held. Ecstatic that he was half way to his dominance, Lust, in an arrogant manner befitting Pride himself, decided to give a demonstration and test of his newfound ability.

He trapped Hope and Faith, two strong Virtues, within Diasthys' box, loudly announcing that no Virtue was ever able to defeat him again.

It is fitting that a Virtue never would. Wrath, seething with anger and hatred from her reunion, and sebsequent unwelcome departure, of Lust, approached her former lover, throwing lightning at the Vice's feet. A ferocious battle ensued, one of which the muses still sing. Lust's fire against Wrath's lightning as a stunning match. The two repeatedly released eons of hatred and anger through their weapons, sparks flashing amidst the burning flames. It all came to a silent end when Wrath's blade finally pierced Lust's heart, similar to how his actions repeatedly broke hers.

The fires died down and the roaring flames quieted. Lust said nothing, merely staring at the blade and at Wrath before his physical vessel expired in a column of flame. The box that held Hope and Faith clattered to the ground, sitting quietly as Wrath glared down at it. With the power to destroy and contain the Virtues, her worst enemies, lying at her feet, Wrath simply walked away. She could not deal with it at the time. her mind was too clouded by anger, hatred, loathing and, for the first time, true sadness.

Her eyes travelled down to the ring on her finger, her fist clenching. Electricity coursed through the stone and her solemn footsteps faded into the night. After she had killed the one who was both her most beloved companion, yet most hated antagonist, Wrath made one promise. It was one that she would stick by throughout all of her lives.

No man would ever get the best of her again.

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Sloth1
Mortal Name: Elizabeth Dairou

True Name: Sloth

Physical Age: 29

True Age: Immortal. Sloth's soul has been alive since before Pandora opened her accursed box.

Facial Appearance: http://nievevoladora.blogia.com/upload/amy%20lee-My%20inmortal.jpg I like Amy lee, hence appearance.

Body Type: Sloth's physical vessel is a relatively short woman for her age, giving the appearance of a rather untimidating lass.Her long brown hair often hangs loosely around her face, only adding to the illusion of weakness and innocence. By no means morbidly obese, Sloth seems to hold just the right amount of volutpuous curves to appear beautiful, possibly even sophisticated. Sloth has been a fan of simple black dresses since they were first invented and as such, wears one as often as she can, regardless of the environment around her. Her pale skin often clashes beautifully with her dark dresses.

Powers: Sloth is a weilder of extremely potent telekinetic and chlorokinetic abilities, otherwise known as the mental ability to control plantlife. She uses the latter ability to create powerful poisons, spur growth and evolution, and will plants to do her bidding. A fan of comfortable places to rest, Sloth has taken a liking to rising a thick vine from the ground for her to lay upon whilst her plants attack for her.

Through her telekinesis, Sloth thoroughly enjoys increasing pressure around her opponents limbs, slowing them or stopping their movements entirely and inducing a state of temporary paralysis. She is capable of weilding seemingly harmless objects as deadly projectiles through her telekinesis, rarely using any herself, if at all.

Sloth's voice is much like that of her fellow Sin, Lust. Rather, instead of inducing sexual desire, Sloth's voice has a sedating effect to it. Her voice was bitterly described by Lust, after she had feigned "exhaustion" to avoid one of his advances, as "a shot of horse tranquilizers and sodium pentathol spread out over each word." Though she is perfectly capable of restraining the sedative power of her sin, Sloth feels no need to do so and as such, the air around her is thick with it, infecting anyone who might stray too close to her.

As with all Vices and Virtues, Sloth's physical strength and spiritual energy reserves are vast and well beyond that of most beings. Granted, she rarely, if ever, uses her physical strength at all. Sloth's mind, in a sharp contrast to her sin, is amazingly quick, allowing her to keep pace with her more aggressive attackers. Her soul, like that of all Vices and Virtues, is far too powerful to be affected by the occult ministrations of man.

Personality: True to her sin, Sloth is the epitome of underacheiver. She can often be found laying underneath the bright sun or in any number of comfortable places she managed to stumble upon. Unusually cheerful for a Vice, Sloth has a pleasant, if somewhat aloof, demeanour.It could be said that she just doesn't truly care what is going on around her, the veracity of which would be less than surprising. Slow to anger and, in all actuality, slow to most emotions, Sloth is easily entertained and would be very approachable if her sin did not cause most people in the general vicinity of her to undergo and state of tranquilization.

Biography: Milennia ago, the gods created a woman. Her name was Pandora and she was both blessed and cursed with incredible curiosity. She was also given a box and told to never open it. Pandora was created to be the perfect wife for a Titan, who passed her onto his own brother.

However, the universe cannot exist without balance. When Pandora was created, it sought to find a way to counteract this supreme good witha supreme evil. Thus, Diasthos was born. She was created to be the exact opposite of Pandora, save the fact that he too was presented with a box. Hideous, untalented, and lonely, Diasthos was the polar opposite of Pandora.

As most people know, Pandora's box was filled with the Vices, evils that would later plague mankind. To counteract this as well, Diasthos' box contained the Virtues, spirits that would maintain the balance when both Pandora and Diasthos were gone. For years, the Vices and Virtues waged a covert war against each other, always managing to stay concealed from humanity behind a veil of secrecy. They've taken on human forms, and walked amongst mortals, silently fighting a war that has gone on for centuries.

This war was never meant to end, for each side will remain equal, as it is meant on the Grand Design. However, every rule has a loophole, and it has been found.

Should Pandora's and Diasthys' boxes ever be united, the side responsible will gain dominion over all existence, and the power to do, quite literally, anything they desire.

Sloth, as always, remained aloof and uncaring as Lust went about his task of searching for the boxes. She knew what dangers awaited her and her fellow Vices yet, as usual, she had other things on her mind. She would use her plant and mind powers only if absolutely necessary and even then, she blatantly refused to take any large part in the war between Lust and all others. Sloth preferred to sit in large fields of wheat and simply watch clouds go by, either unknowing or uncaring that those same fields would be burned to the ground if Lust got what he desired.

When the Vices and Virtues created a temporary cease-fire in order to deal with Lust, even Sloth was surprised. She was wary about being around those saintly Virtues, much less even attempting to work alongside one them. When Wrath had vanished, Sloth was sent on a mission with Faith to recover the furious Vice. However, as Faith went on, Sloth decided she was far more comfortable in a hotel lobby twenty miles away from Venice, Lust and Wrath's hiding place.

This would prove incredibly lucky for Sloth. When Lust located Diasthys' box, he sought out Faith, the one who had attempted to retreive both him and Wrath. He trapped Faith inside of Diasthys' box, soon followed by another hatred Virtue, the one of Hope. When Wrath confronted her former lover, Sloth stayed off to the side. Even the apathetic Vice feared Wrath's anger and for Lust's safety. Though hell bent on gaining omnipotence, Lust was still a fellow Vice.

When Wrath had killed Lust's physical vessel, Sloth had hoped all would return to normal and she would be allowed to rest again. It would never be. Lust's actions had caused suspicion amongst the Vices and Virtues, causing trust to be shattered between allies. Sloth retreated out of the view of her former allies, staying in the comfoting shadow of obscurity. The occasional warrior of good, or whatever moral nonsense they believe in, would come to challenge her, or in their words "send her accursed soul back to the pit."

They would be dispatched of quickly through whatever means Sloth deemed necessary. Sloth remains in waiting for tensions to ease between the Vices and will emerge when the time is right. Until then, she waits patiently as time passes idly by.

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