Seven Deadly Ice Creams
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Well, everybody only desires me as long as I have the ice cream in my hand...and then that makes me want more Ice Cream...so I guess that falls under...GREED?
"I need more ice cream so people will envy me."
Or something like that...I'm not as good with words as Liam is.
"I need more ice cream so people will envy me."
Or something like that...I'm not as good with words as Liam is.
"Who shall dance with a Pixie?"
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How about pride?
This ice cream makes me better, and thus more attractive!
Or maybe, like wrath, it's the ice cream which is prideful (I actually think the actual magnum version is vanity), and so the ice cream would shriek 'I'm too beautiful and perfect to get eaten'
hmmm....
This ice cream makes me better, and thus more attractive!
Or maybe, like wrath, it's the ice cream which is prideful (I actually think the actual magnum version is vanity), and so the ice cream would shriek 'I'm too beautiful and perfect to get eaten'
hmmm....
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Wackiness Ensues: Taking Bad Street Theatre To Dangerous And Embarrassing New Levels
Wackiness Ensues: Taking Bad Street Theatre To Dangerous And Embarrassing New Levels
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Is the icecream sapient or does it just...know?
*thinks hard*
Pride: I am icecream. Icecream is the best.
Sloth: I can't be bothered to sell myself.
Wrath: Feel the power of my icecreamness!
Lust: I *want* you to eat me.
Greed: All your money are belong to ours.
Gluttony: I am stuffed full of icecreamy goodness, but want more anyway.
Envy: I wanna be like that icecream over there.
Jo
*thinks hard*
Pride: I am icecream. Icecream is the best.
Sloth: I can't be bothered to sell myself.
Wrath: Feel the power of my icecreamness!
Lust: I *want* you to eat me.
Greed: All your money are belong to ours.
Gluttony: I am stuffed full of icecreamy goodness, but want more anyway.
Envy: I wanna be like that icecream over there.
Jo
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I do NOT want to know about Sloth selling itself.
I would have though Lust would be the icecream, standing on a street-corner, it's wrapper artfully draped, showing a tantalising glimpse of it's smooth chocolaty shell and a scandalous view of the hard, polished wooden stick. Occasionally a car would pull up and Lust would mince towards it and lean into the car and discuss price. It has a fairly standard price, and most 'regulars' on the street know it, so the haggling is usually fairly quick... Then the 'Mr Whippy' (the street-name for these people who trade in the "cash for 'creams" industry) would push open the door of the car and Lust quickly get into the car and there things just become sordid.
The wrapper is ripped from Lust's body and usually discarded in a bin somewhere, at a distance from teh actually scene of the 'transaction'.
But the legal department tells me that I can reveal no more of this licentious industry.
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I would have though Lust would be the icecream, standing on a street-corner, it's wrapper artfully draped, showing a tantalising glimpse of it's smooth chocolaty shell and a scandalous view of the hard, polished wooden stick. Occasionally a car would pull up and Lust would mince towards it and lean into the car and discuss price. It has a fairly standard price, and most 'regulars' on the street know it, so the haggling is usually fairly quick... Then the 'Mr Whippy' (the street-name for these people who trade in the "cash for 'creams" industry) would push open the door of the car and Lust quickly get into the car and there things just become sordid.
The wrapper is ripped from Lust's body and usually discarded in a bin somewhere, at a distance from teh actually scene of the 'transaction'.
But the legal department tells me that I can reveal no more of this licentious industry.
<B>DON'T FORGET TO VOTE, GUYS </B>
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Wrath paced up and down the frigid wire mesh walkways. "I want them all to know my power." he stated cooly to his number 1, another Wrath icecream with a lesser use by date.
"Yessir." Number 1 saluted.
"We need to make an impression on them. To show our force. To show our power. To-"
Suddenly there the door slid open. A large pink thing slowly approached Wrath and his Number 1.
"You!" Wrath called, "Stop right there!"
The pink thing kept on moving closer.
"No-one approaches the Emperor of Icecreams without permission!" barked Number 1.
The pink thing came closer still, not saying a word. However, the five tentacle like attachments wavered and wiggled.
Wrath realised that the pink thing wouldn't stop coming. So quickly, he dived into a drift of ice that had built up along one side of his throne room.
Number 1 was left all alone in the middle of the space. "Meep!" he squeaked, then tried to be more ominous. "Fear the wrath of the Wrath Icecreams! You shall perish at our hands, uh, little wooden sticks!"
The thing wavered over Number 1 for a second, then moved onto the next basket to pick up a Lust icecream. The wrath icecreams breathed a sigh of relief then went on with plotting their domination of the world.
On another note, the link to voting is gone. Where'd it go?
Jo
"Yessir." Number 1 saluted.
"We need to make an impression on them. To show our force. To show our power. To-"
Suddenly there the door slid open. A large pink thing slowly approached Wrath and his Number 1.
"You!" Wrath called, "Stop right there!"
The pink thing kept on moving closer.
"No-one approaches the Emperor of Icecreams without permission!" barked Number 1.
The pink thing came closer still, not saying a word. However, the five tentacle like attachments wavered and wiggled.
Wrath realised that the pink thing wouldn't stop coming. So quickly, he dived into a drift of ice that had built up along one side of his throne room.
Number 1 was left all alone in the middle of the space. "Meep!" he squeaked, then tried to be more ominous. "Fear the wrath of the Wrath Icecreams! You shall perish at our hands, uh, little wooden sticks!"
The thing wavered over Number 1 for a second, then moved onto the next basket to pick up a Lust icecream. The wrath icecreams breathed a sigh of relief then went on with plotting their domination of the world.
On another note, the link to voting is gone. Where'd it go?
Jo