ORIGIN - Jealousy's Riches (Sinful Seven formation)

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From the day we arrive on the planetAnd blinking, step into the sun

Reign looked between the various Gembounds that had gathered. A pigeon of some sort, who seemed one for fawning over others. The leader of their group declared that they were to make their way to Orion, and he looked up for a moment, before turning back to Amazon.

He touched his nose to her cheek, where tears were dripping down her scales. "I'm certain thou, too, will one day be strong." he reassured.

His ears twitched at a sudden wave of magic, and saliva pooled in his mouth, but he was able to keep it at bay. The little lizard, however, was unable to, and he twitched his ears sympathetically as it vomited.

When she asked him to be her steed, he nodded his head. "Of course," and laid down so she could climb onto him. Once she was on him, he would wait for her to secure herself, before standing and following the procession to Orion.

-EXIT REIGN-

"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

There's more to see than can ever be seenMore to do than can ever be done

Lust’s heart fluttered in their chest as Envy reassured them that they were going to be a part of this adventure. The pigeon’s feelings of inadequacy began to shift ever so slightly in their head. They couldn’t just simply forget how much smaller and weaker they were compared to those surrounding them. Even the smallest there, a lizard of sorts, was coated in a protective armor unlike their own soft feathers. The others were so strong, so big, so mighty compared to them.

But a secondary thought had came over them spurred on by Envy’s words. They were to be surrounded by this group constantly. To be so close to such a cluster of majestic and angelic beings of magic and powers! Lust nearly felt faint at the realization that such a lowly creature like themselves would be a part of this group! To be at their side at all times! Perhaps a little of their sparkle might befall on them.

Lust swayed a small bit as their gizzard clenched, partly due to their realization and partly due to the magic that Greed had caused overhead. Their feathers puffed out and wings spread to catch themselves from falling over like a Victorian lady. So much excitement all at one time! From the rebirth of their precious King Envy, to the gather of formidable allies and friends, to the declaration of their coming grandeur, to the displays of magic by themselves and others; no much to take in that their gizzard clenched and their brain rattled trying to process everything.

And off to Orion. They already knew that themselves and some others already made their home there. They wondered if the others would also make their eyrie there. A nesting site for the greatest guilds of all Origin caves right at the foot of their own nest. A quietly greedy part of them lusted over the idea. It was almost too good to be true!

Plus, this group may be able to carry out the revenge that they so wanted upon the Bloodberries for their foul crimes against both Pride and Envy. In their mind, no one could stand against this array of raw talent. Not those terrible monstrous birds, not even the rock monsters of their youth that still occasionally plagued their dreams at night, playing out the haunting visions they had seen.

The fancy pigeon hopped a few steps away and then leapt into the sky. Flying was still a new feat. Most of what they had been able to pull off was simple gliding maneuvers. But with such a mixture of strong emotions coursing through their veins it was impossible not to be able to fly in this moment. And so, fly they did. Up into the air despite the greenish tint of Reseda’s magic. Soaring over the others gathered below.

“To Orion! To Greatness!”

"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

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notes: -Exits-

original coding by wulf for template purposes

At Pride's question, Envy felt a jolt of fears sizzling though them and their spines shot upright in an involuntary motion. The weasel winced and tried to smooth them down, but found that they still felt somewhat alien to them. The spines only twitched, with a soft rattling sound. But Pride quickly offered them the perfect excuse. Quickly the weasel nodded vigorously, puffing themselves up and trying to look strong.

They nodded, solemnly, to each of the Gembounds assembled in turn, watching as Lust took to the skies all full of grandeur- and for a moment they thought about following her, to make a show of their strength once and for all. But they had to answer Pride's question- and Envy thought that they liked it here, atop Pride's snowy-white head- everyone could see them here in all their glory, and see their influence in the form of Pride. Yes, this throne was perfect.

"I don't want to risk my kingdom, especially the young. We..." they paused to think. "We don't want to put the weak at risk."

Envy nodded again, pleased with their words; they stood tall, and allowed their newly-formed kingdom to bask in the glory of their crown. Envy felt that they ought to do something else; to truly prove their worth, to prove themselves to the many creatures now following them; but there was little they could do from here.

For now, they'd simply allow Pride to lead the Parade to Orion, carrying them tall and proud, as living proof of what the weak could do if they hid it well enough.

-Exit King Envy-

When I speak.

When I think.

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@Pride

Pride listened to Envy's words. He felt a twinge of disappointment--he felt it unlikely that such a gathering would be likely to occur again any time soon--but he knew, too, that training them to truly fight, and to fight as a team, was a good idea. None of his emotions showed upon his face.

"Very well, my King," was all that Pride said, voice empty and calm.

Instead he simply turned, pacing with high steps toward the wide, carved mouth of tunnel I. Something in this pricked his pride--he did not like the idea of avoiding their enemy. He stifled this and moved on, strutting with strong strides.

He tried one more time to tap into his magicka, to give them a trailing carpet of fancy mist to mark their passage. This time, at last, it worked: a shimmering veil of fog rolled along behind at ankle-height, roiling and dancing in the distant glow of the Spire.

It's about time, he thought wryly.

And as a moving, white throne he continued, head held high and a King upon it, leading the procession out of Polaris and toward Orion beyond.

;exit Pride

@Aaliyah @Wrath @Gluttony

Li looked around at all the others, and felt more out of place than others. She fell back, away from Envy and the white deer, after hearing they wouldn't go through the home of the one who had hurt Envy. That was all she had needed to hear, and now that she had, she wandered away, toward the rear of the procession.

She watched the others. The cheetah, who held the little lizard, the bird, everyone. Everyone that she didn't know (save for the cheetah), and she lowered her head, paws dragging slightly as she followed, wondering what was to happen next.

-exit Li-

"Li Speech."

Thankful for the courtesy of the cheetah, Amazon climbed onto their back, finding it rather difficult with her inability to really climb things and her shaking claws. However, she managed to scramble her way onto his shoulders and moved herself to his back, holding on tight. Her claws were so small that they didn't even break skin.

She took a deep breath and watched Envy, carried by Pride, be marched off to Orion. She smiled to herself. They were certainly something else, weren't they. Even though she wasn't used to having so many gembounds around, she was looking forward to living with them.

*exit

Wrath could smell the others leaving- marching away, following the poisonscent, which was rapidly becoming ever-fainter.

Well, she couldn't just let them leave her behind now, could she? She slithered forward, following the procession- wherever they were going. A thrill ran down her spine, excitement flooding through her as her mind wandered to the possibilities of what she would encounter within this Seven.

And Wrath left for Orion, alongside the others.

~~exit thread~~

As the marching procession began to move, Reseda realized that she was going to get left behind. But she felt way too sick to move now. Desperately calling up magic, she flooded her body with the gentle healing she had learned long ago and felt enough strength flow into her limbs to carry her to Orion.

She made her way near the front, falling in step just behind Pride and in front of the others. She couldn't just act like a common member of the seven now, could she? This was her idea after all. This was her kingdom. Perhaps she wasn't the King by title, but it belonged to her. And eventually she would have it in her grasp completely. She didn't care how long it took. She could be patient. But she meant to have it.

And it wouldn't stop there. Once she took control, she would destroy those insufferable Bloodberries and take the survivors as prisoners. Or perhaps recruit them into her ranks. She would swell her kingdom, she would grow it until it encompassed the entire caves. And she would rule over them, the Queen of everything. Yes, that was a nice thought. Perhaps that would finally fill the emptiness inside.

*exit

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