Seven Deadly Sins [OPEN LOG]

[shrugs_a_lot]

Who: All the infected people and all those getting infected by them! OPEN OPEN OPEN!
What: Infection times!
When: November 22nd. All day, different times.
Where: Everywhere ever.
Rating: All the ratings!

This is one open log for anyone who wants their characters infecting others, simply put your character's name on the subject and what they are infected with (add their location if you wish too).

Quick links:
Hermione Granger | Gluttony
Cloud Strife | Sloth
Aradia Megido | Wrath
Nepeta Leijon | Envy
Jane Crocker | Envy
The Once-ler | Greed
Yamanaka Ino | Lust
Seamus Harper | Greed
Yuan Ka-Fai | Pride
Alex Russo | Sloth
The Master | Wrath

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Comments

[whichwayyoulean]

What? You mean the whole business thing? Yeah, that happened. I as pretty darn wealthy for a while, before I lost it all. But I can get it back. I'm good at that sort of thing. [Taking from everything else until it can't sustain it's own existence, you know]

If you're worried about that virus thing, it's over. It was just a cold, it only lasted a couple of hours.

[circleoflife]

[Well, that confirms that, and yep, Mufasa's actually annoyed enough that his tail is going wave behind him once.]

None-the-less, there is such a thing as personal space, and you would do well to remember it, Once-ler.

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler seems to not pay any attention, not that he needs a virus to not realise when animals are getting annoyed with him. He'll stick out his foot, putting it on Mufa's journal, beginning to slide it towards himself]

Well that's just plain unfriendly.

[circleoflife]

[Yep, guess who's got his claws out to keep a firm grip on the journal? Which he is dragging back towards him.]

What is unfriendly is invading someone's personal space, and then attempting to take their belongings on top of it.

You must leave at once.

[whichwayyoulean]

Oh come on, it's not like you're using it, you're a lion for Pete's sake.

[And then he'll step even closer and put a deliberate finger on Mufasa's forehead No. You.

[circleoflife]

[And Mufasa can smell it-- that sickly scent of disease coming from him-- but by the time he does, it's too late. His eyes widen when he touches his forehead and with a surprised growl, he swipes a paw out at him, although the claws are sheathed. If Once-ler manages to dodge it, well. That journal is his for the taking.]

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler, by some luck, avoids the paw, and makes off with the journal.

BYE LION!]